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Chapter 955 Core Disciple

If Xu Long succeeds in the re-examination, it will definitely be of many benefits for Yun Luan, and even his reputation in the family will increase.

If Xu Long really doesn't deserve his name, then...

When Yun Xiao came out and saw Yun Luan, he had not had time to say hello, so Yun Luan rushed to him to send a message to ask about Xu Long.

Seeing Yun Luan's nervous look, Yun Xiao knew without asking.

He must have made some small moves before to make friends with this famous Yunmo cultivator.

Yun Xiao has always taken Yun Xiang Zhenren as an example. Although he is a member of the family monk, he is somewhat repulsive of these means of making friends with friends.

But then again, since you are in the family, how can you avoid these things?

If it were before, he would definitely explain the situation to Yun Luan, but now...

He was first ridden by Xu Long Feilong in the fragmented space, and then ignored by Yun Xiang Zhenren inside the hall, and was already a little annoyed.

At this time, Yunluan just met and asked Xu Long what it was. Isn’t this a pot that doesn’t open and pick up which pot?

Yun Xiao's heart suddenly felt a sense of depression, and then he glanced at Yun Luan.

Yun Luan, who was opposite, looked at Yun Xiao with a confused look on his face.

Is it still so cold in front of me?

"How about you? How many have passed?"

"Uh, I... Some disciples are indeed very prominent in this re-examination. I and my junior brothers couldn't stop him. The disciples who walked by me this time were called Yunya!"

Yun Luan had not heard about Xu Long yet, but when talking about her experience, she admitted her defeat very barely.

"Cloud Crow?"

Yun Xiao muttered silently that he had never heard of this Taoist name, and must have been the lord of the guardian in the vast land.

When he saw Yun Luan's calm expression at this time, he knew that he was just trapped in a demonic obstacle.

This inner competition is common, and winning or losing is common.

It is acceptable for Yun Luan to lose to an unknown person. Is his mood so vulnerable?

How to deal with Yun Mo who is about to appear, Yun Xiao almost went astray in one thought.

When he saw Yun Luan still asking him, he came to his senses and then sent a message:

"Junior brother, please watch!"

Yun Luan looked at Yun Xiao's unfathomable expression, and her heart was as anxious as if she was scratching her heart.

But at this time, Yun Xiao didn't say the result, and he couldn't force his questions. He just followed Yun Xiao's gaze and looked inside the Deacon Hall.

There are now figures coming out of dozens of tall doors.

"The re-examination has ended! The monk who left the hall gate first handed over the jade plaque and dispersed on his own!"

Yun Xiao led the monks to stand outside the Deacon Hall. When rows of blue velvets stood in the direction, it added a bit of extra power to the hall.

The debris space leads to the door. As long as it is defeated by people of the same group or by disciples of the Deacon Hall, it will be teleported out of the Deacon Hall.

At this time, Yun Xiao's words were to determine the winner and loser of the selected person.

As figures walked out of the doorway one after another, Yun Luan's face became a little anxious.

He hadn't found Xu Long's figure in the field yet. Was it really been wiped out by Yun Xiao Yunxiang's real person in advance?

Is it true that Zhenjun Pinglu’s praise is not credible?

I made friends in advance, and it really made Yun Luan anxious that Xu Long had not appeared for a long time.

Yun Luan outside the Deacon Hall had a nervous expression, and he even had no intention of paying attention to the twenty people who came out of the re-examination.

However, at this moment, a magnificent momentum suddenly surged inside the Deacon Hall, and Yunxiang Zhenren released his own aura inside the hall.

The thick aura was like a mountain rushing over, and there was a heavy and solemn feeling inside and outside the Deacon Hall.

Feeling that the hall master was about to appear, Yun Luan's heart trembled in the audience.

As if shocked by that momentum, he immediately put away his own little thoughts.

When he saw Yun Xiao still sitting upright, he forced himself to suppress the restlessness in his heart.

As the disciples in green began to slowly spread out a passage outside the Deacon Hall.

"The selection of core disciples is fair and just, and I personally check it. It is related to the development inside and outside the sect and the future of all the disciples. I will never dare to take partiality in this situation!"

"Today, the core disciples are selected, and the quota of twenty people in the re-examination has been determined. The remaining disciples check the jade plaques and disperse by themselves!"

As a solemn voice came from the Deacon Hall, Yun Xiao, who had dispersed his formation outside the venue, bowed and bowed to the Golden Top Hall and bowed respectfully:

"Only real people are fate!"

When everyone spoke together, the huge hall was shocked, and the rows of disciples in blue were all bowing to the hall.

When a powerful momentum swept out, the urgency in everyone's hearts was extremely strong.

I saw dozens of doors opening, and a solemn middle-aged monk walked out of the center.

Every time he took a step, a Xuanxian cultivator from the Deacon Hall stood up and recited the name of a monk who passed the re-examination on the spot.

Today, the audience in the Deacon Hall was silent, with only the sound of footsteps step by step.

When Yunxiang walked out of the shadows in the hall, rows of disciples in blue lined up outside the field.

After chanting the Taoist quotations one by one, the figures in the huge door tower finally appeared.

“…The 19th, Yunchao Cult monk!”

Yun Luan outside the field stood up and gave a slight salute to the dark figure.

Yunya looked at the formation outside the Deacon Hall, and he smiled frivolously.

After glanced at Yunluan, he also set his eyes on the last door building.

At this time, only Yun Xiao and his team were still waiting outside the field.

All the monks gathered their eyes in the last door building, and the focus of attention appeared at the next moment.

despair!

Yun Xiang Zhenren settled his last step, and his tall body stood outside the Deacon Hall.

The lightning-like eyes scanned the entire audience. After catching the eyes of everyone in the venue, they returned to the last door building.

The majestic and solemn voice spread at this time:

"The 20th... Yunmo cultivator!"

color!

It is false that Yunluan is not anxious in his heart before Yunxiang’s real person tells Yun Mo’s name.

After the words Yunmo were expressed, Yunluan suddenly felt an inexplicable ecstasy in his heart.

For some reason, although he was just a first meeting with Xu Long, he was really excited at this time.

There was almost no need to shout in the crowd, holding back the joy in his heart.

His palm hidden in his sleeve turned out a jade token, and a message was sent out instantly.

At this time, everyone did not pay attention to his reaction, but looked at the blurred figure in the last door with an equally curious look.

Yun Xiao slowly stood up and saw a monk opposite nodding to him, a complex look appeared on his face.

"Yun Mo! Have seen a real person!"
Chapter completed!
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