"Elder Su doesn't like anything at all..."

Her voice became lower and lower towards the end, and her face became redder and redder. A blush spread all over her neck and extended to her ears.

The short hair was flowing gently.

Shan Wulan looked at this sister whose thoughts were almost etched on her face, sighed, and said calmly:

"Did I say it was Su Bei? Why did you react so hard?"

"..."

Shan Wuque shut up and said nothing.

Shan Wulan stood up gently, looking at the face that was exactly the same as his own, with a faint smile on his lips.

She rarely smiles.

He reached out his hand, stroked her black hair, and said softly:

"Don't dye your hair in the future..."

Shan Wuque's eyes blinked at her.

Shan Wulan put his head on her shoulder and murmured:

"elder sister."

"Um?"

"I miss my mother."

...

In late spring, the snow in Selangor finally showed signs of melting.

After the opening ceremony of the Holy Land, the gate of the mountain was opened, and the Sword Sect was undoubtedly completely new from the inside out.

This time, due to the good publicity, the number of disciples who came to worship at the gate was more than ten times that of the previous year. It was very busy to see a large number of disciples coming and going.

Like an old madam leading a group of chickens, they shuttled around the Sword Sect.

Xiao Ruoqing and Mo Li Jianniang walked down from Bujian Peak. People kept saying hello to the three of them, their eyes full of envy.

You can still vaguely hear whispers:

"Why do you think the leader returned to the Sword Sect this time? Could it have something to do with the restart of the Hidden Dragon List soon!?"

"..."

A fat man swept the snow in front of him with a broom in his hand, frowning and said:

"It shouldn't be the case. The leader has been missing for so long. It must not be for such a simple reason."

As he spoke, his words gradually weakened, and he looked serious and whispered:

"Could it be related to Wuhua Que?"

"You must know that when Luo Ritian escaped from the Sword Sect, he smashed Lingyun Hall to pieces. Elder Wenren must have been unable to swallow this breath..."

"I don't know, whatever happened, it has nothing to do with you and me being snow plows."

"The three senior sisters should go to the Minghun Hall to recruit the Minghun Lamp..."

"..."

Snowflakes mixed with rain are slowly falling.

Slowly soaking everything around, the blue eaves are leaning against the blue mountain peaks, and the blue pool water reflects the blue sky.

The entire Sword Sect became rich and colorful, and the sky suddenly turned green.

The snow on the green pines gradually fell to the ground, and the water washed the blue sky.

Xiao Ruoqing's eyes looked in surprise at the clear-eyed disciples who hurried past her. They were led by a famous disciple of the Sword Sect to visit various places of the Sword Sect.

You can still hear the male disciple’s gushing voice:

"Now that you have entered the mountain gate of my Sword Sect, you will be a disciple of the Sword Sect from now on."

"Junior brothers and sisters, not far ahead is the Life Soul Hall. As disciples of my Sword Sect, you have to go and register the Life Soul Lamp."

"Three months later will be the Sword Sect's new disciple selection competition. If you perform well and are selected by the deacons of our Sword Sect, you can become an inner disciple. If you have outstanding talent and are favored by the nine elders of our Sword Sect, then

But it’s just one step to reach the sky and become a direct disciple.”

"Although what I said is a bit long-winded, I still want to ask you!"

"..."

The Jianzong disciple coughed lightly, with his hands behind his back, and a sword from the Jianzong that shone with a cold light in his waist. There was a crane passing by in the sky, matching this beautiful scenery.

, lingering in the clouds, quite a bit like a peerless genius.

Each of the new disciples had serious expressions and looked at the senior brother in front of them with admiration and piety:

"Senior brother, please ask!"

A smile appeared on Zhen Jian's lips, and he said calmly:

"You people are among the secular people. You are descendants of princes and royal families, and you are common people. Do you know the rules of our Sword Sect?"

"Do you know the character of my Sword Sect!?"

A new disciple with a handsome face took a deep breath, his eyes shining with luster:

"Senior brother, junior brother knows!"

Zhen Jian nodded and signaled to him.

The disciple took a step forward, his eyes fixed on the Bujian Peak in the distance. In this direction, he could even see a huge peach tree in full bloom.

"Elder Su once said! If you join the Sword Sect, no matter your background, you are all disciples of the Sword Sect! The Sword Sect treats everyone equally!!"

Seemingly inspired by this disciple, another Sword Sect disciple stood up, with tears shining in his eyes:

"Elder Su once said that as a member of the Sword Sect, he wanted to hold an umbrella for others because he had been caught in the rain!"

"Sword Sect's eight hundred sword immortals, Sword Sect's eight hundred sword tombs!"

"The Sword Sect of the World!!"

A female disciple said with a shy face:

"Junior sister has read the copy issued by a senior sister from Sword Sect... Elder Su is very big..."

"??"

Zhen Jian nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Well, it seems that you have reviewed it and what you said is good... Then can you tell me why you chose my sword sect?"

The handsome disciple stepped forward with longing in his eyes:

"For Elder Su! For becoming a disciple of Elder Su! For becoming a member of Sword Sect Bujian Peak!"

"To live with Elder Su between day and night!"

"I am ibei."

"..."

Xiao Ruoqing, who was not far away, had a strange look on her face. She still had an impression of the leading disciple, but she couldn't remember his name. She only vaguely knew his nickname, so she said hello casually:

"That...hey, that three thousand taels!"

Zhen Jian's eyes brightened up, and she rushed towards Xiao Ruoqing with rapid strides, saying with respect:

"I've met three senior sisters!"

Then he turned around and looked at these new disciples of the Sword Sect, his tone full of pride and envy:

"These are the three direct disciples of Bujian Peak, and they are also the only three disciples of Elder Su!"

"Senior Sister Xiao, Senior Sister Mo, Senior Sister Jian..."

"..."

Mo Li looked at the disciples indifferently, without saying a word, with his eyes closed, his snow-white skirt turned into snow, and his silver hair was tied up in a bun.

With a shy look on her face, Sword Lady took a step back and pinched the corner of Xiao Ruoqing's skirt tightly, lying behind Xiao Ruoqing without daring to raise her head.

The eyebrows of all the disciples were full of envy. After all, being able to become the disciple of Elder Su, the number one person under Hedao, was simply a blessing gained through eight lifetimes of training.

"I've met Senior Sister!"

"What are you going to do, Senior Sister?"

"Senior sisters are so beautiful!! What kind of talent can be worthy of..."
Chapter completed!