Chapter 182 Ceremony
"Remove the blood poison, and then provide some soul-repairing pills."
Lu Wuhui said, then bowed and saluted, "Thank you, uncle."
"It's a small matter, but let's proceed as planned?"
Lu Wuhui nodded slightly.
A minor incident cannot change the overall situation.
It was true that Gu Qiangtianxia had blood poison, and it was also true that he did not let her die from the poison.
The inner demon on his face is the most critical step.
"Do you really want to take this girl as your apprentice?" Han Qing looked at Lu Wuhui in a daze.
Since you treat the other party as a pawn, you have to give something in return.
So Lu Wuhui said calmly,
"She has decent talent. After accepting her as my disciple, it's time to find someone to pass on Master's Ancient Abyss Sword."
Han Qing was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that Lu was serious this time.
Senior Brother's Ancient Abyss Sword...
"Okay." Finally, Han Qing nodded.
He recognized this girl's character and talent, and knew she was not from the demon clan.
After curing the blood poison and severing ties with the demon clan, he stayed in the Sword Sect to practice.
Maybe one day I can become an elder of the Sword Sect and serve the sect!
......
“Bang—”
“Bang—”
“Bang—”
Three long bells rang out, and they would only be played when there was something important happening in the sect.
At this time, countless foreign visitors flocked to the Sword Sect.
A simple flying boat appeared out of thin air and came from the south.
An extremely huge and ferocious dragon also landed from the west.
A full moon was reflected from the east under the light boat, making it look like walking on water.
The exquisite palace emitting spiritual light floats and sways from the north on the clouds.
Minghao Sect, Yinlong Sect, Guyue Sect, and Biyao Sect.
The four major sects gathered together just to participate in the Sword Sect's leader's disciple-recruiting ceremony.
What a grand scene this is!
The five sects are the leaders, but the elders of each sect know everything clearly.
On the surface, everyone was just participating in Wuqing Sword's disciple recruitment ceremony, but what was more important was—
Discuss the five sect trials held every five years!
The core disciples are naturally the inner disciples who participated five years ago and will not participate again.
As for the personal disciples, they are all treasures of each sect. They wish they could hold them in their hands all day long and will not easily participate in trials outside the sect.
Therefore, the trials of these five sects naturally fell on the inner disciples of each sect.
Coming from all directions, a figure stepped out from the torn space.
His white clothes are as white as snow, and his profile is cold and stern.
The extraordinary aura that keeps people at a distance is fully displayed.
Mo Zixuan jumped off the flying boat and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. Brother Lu looks much more imposing now."
Long Lian slowly stepped down from the dragon's head, "Mo Zixuan, are you so eager to flatter me?"
Liu Yueli chuckled and fanned herself with a paper fan, "You men are really noisy."
Finally, Su Wanqing floated down, half of her face hidden under the veil, looking at the person in white in front of her without saying a word.
"This five-sect trial will be held in my Sword Sect."
Lu Wuhui looked at the four people in front of him indifferently, as if he was announcing something that had already been decided.
"Master Lu, this isn't appropriate. Although your Sword Sect is still number one, you should at least give others a chance to show off their skills, right?"
Liu Yueli used her fan to cover her eyes and smiled but did not move her mouth.
Her Gu Yue Sect always ranked last, and it had been a long time since they had held a trial.
If it's not her turn this time, won't the Guyue Sect really become a laughing stock?
The two men standing by also had complaints when they saw this and also wanted to argue.
When it comes to matters concerning the sect's reputation, Lu Wuhui is so arbitrary and doesn't take them seriously.
"I, Biyao, have no objection."
At this moment, Su Wanqing, who was wearing a veil, spoke in a sweet voice.
Long Lian gritted his teeth and looked over there unwillingly at Su Wanqing who was staring straight at Lu Wuhui.
Liu Yueli was so disappointed that she glared at him.
The voice transmission fell into Su Wanqing's ears.
"Can you please stop being such a nympho?"
Upon hearing this, Su Wanqing came to her senses instantly and retracted her naked gaze.
"After this, my Sword Sect doesn't care where the future trials are held."
"Only this time." Lu Wuhui glanced at the four people without any hesitation.
"this......"
Mo Zixuan looked at the man, his eyes flickering slightly, and then he said, "I, Minghao, agree."
At this time, half of the four people passed directly, plus Jian Zong.
Two against three, there is no chance of winning at all.
Long Lian cursed the man surnamed Mo, saying that he had agreed not to turn against them.
In the end, he admitted it before we even had two words to say. What a coward!
Liu Yueli is also a person who knows how to examine and seize the degree, and she, Gu Yue, is the one who suffers the greatest loss!
But in this situation...
The original law of the world of immortal cultivation is that strength is respected. They can't defeat the Merciless Sword, so what else can they say?
If someone is eager to take charge, then let him do it!
This is the only way to comfort myself.
"I, Gu Yue... have nothing to say."
Finally, Lu Wuhui's gaze fell on Long Lian.
I felt so angry, but I had no place to vent it, so I had to swallow it down.
He waved his hand and admitted it.
Lu Wuhui turned around and flew towards the disciple recruitment center with the four of them.
Thus, the trial was hastily decided during a few conversations between the five people in the air.
......
There were suddenly many more people in the sect.
At this time, they were in the sect square in the center of the Sword Sect.
Surrounding the place inside and outside were disciples who came to watch the fun.
This has been the Sword Sect’s top priority in recent years.
At the disciple-recruiting ceremony, countless pairs of eyes were staring at the man sitting in the middle.
Every gesture and movement reveals her elegance and dignity, and her light gold cloud pattern is radiant and colorful.
The elders had already set up barriers in the square to prevent people from being disturbed.
Luo Diandian and Shao Xiaoling watched in the crowd.
"So exaggerated?"
Luo Diandian looked around and could only see dense crowds of disciples.
I haven’t seen everyone so active on weekdays!
"You still underestimate the position of the Sect Master within the sect. Nowadays, the ceiling of combat power in the world of immortal cultivation is only a few people. Who wouldn't want to meet them?"
Shao Xiaoling beside him also jumped up curiously and looked at it.
I used to see Luo Diandian with a cold and sour face every day: ...
"Hey, you know what, the Sect Leader is really handsome. Look, that's Sect Leader Su from the Bi Yao Sect in front. It's like his eyes are fixed on our Sect Leader."
Shao Xiaoling repeatedly pulled Luo Diandian and said.
Luo Diandian: ...
He fixed his gaze on the man in the middle.
The other person had an indifferent expression, and it was obvious that he ignored everyone's gaze.
Now, at first glance, I could really see the huge gap between us.
He was the focus of everyone's attention, and she was just one of those eyes.
But it's just a feeling, not that...
Suddenly, Luo Diandian was stunned.
The man in the field raised his eyes and looked somewhere in the crowd.
A dark light flickered in his eyes.
No way, is this possible?
Luo Diandian's face froze slightly.
It's no wonder she's narcissistic, but the current situation...
Why do I inexplicably feel that the two of us are looking at each other across the crowd?
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