In the pavilion of the sect master of Tianqian Peak of the Sun and Moon Sect, the sect leader Lan Wuya caressed the deer he raised, licked some incense on the incense burner, and pressed it to let the incense burner burn fully.

Then he slowly walked past the master of the Seven Peaks of the Sun Moon Sect and returned to his sect leader's seat.

"Yihai, how many first-class qualifications are there this year?"

Tianqian Peak Master Yi Yihai frowned slightly, because when he got the news, he would probably only make his master unhappy.

Lan Wuya saw Yi Yihai's hesitation and scolded:

"What can't be said? How can a cultivator be so hesitant? Say it!"

Yi Yihai was a little helpless. He had no way to disobey Lan Wuya's order, so he could only say truthfully:

"Reporting to Master, this year's Grade A level has not yet exceeded 200."

"It's less than two hundred, so even the inner disciples can't reach all Grade A levels, hey!"

Lan Wuya sighed deeply and waved his hand towards the Lord of Seven Peaks.

"That's all, you still have to preside over the entrance ceremony of the new disciples. There is no use staying here. Liansheng stays, and the others can go back."

"yes."

The masters of the seven peaks each nodded to Lan Wuya and left, leaving only the master of Dikun Peak, Yang Liansheng.

Yang Liansheng was different from other peak masters. Others had been kneeling on the floor before, but Yang Liansheng was lying on his side in a sleeping beauty posture, holding a wine bottle, even though he was a man.

I saw that he was wearing a wrinkled green shirt, with a wine gourd tied around his waist, his hair was flowing and messy, there were blue stars under his eyebrows, and there were some sad stubble on his lips.

Although his clothes looked a little decadent, he still couldn't suppress the amazing vigor exuding from his bones, not even the sect leader Lan Wuya could do it.

"First it was the three major academies, and now they are recruiting people directly from the sect, and they are also sending the Demon Suppressing Division and the Demon Subduing Division to threaten them. The imperial court is really nothing.

Liansheng, what do you think? Is the Sun Moon Sect really going to die?"

Yang Liansheng took a sip of wine and didn't care about the sect leader's questions.

"It's a good thing that the imperial court is determined to disintegrate sects! Sects are a chronic disease in the world. Apart from sects, people's livelihood is even more prosperous!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are the master of the Sun Moon Sect. You are not afraid of others laughing at you if you say this?"

"If I weren't the master of the Sun Moon Sect, I would have surrendered to the imperial court long ago. Why do I have to wait until today?"

Lan Wuya was so angry at Yanglian that he blew his beard and glared, but there was nothing he could do.

"You...Yang Liansheng, the Sun and Moon Sect raised you and taught you, how come you have no intention of repaying your kindness?"

Yang Liansheng took another sip of wine and his voice became much deeper.

"What I owe to the Sun and Moon Sect has been paid off long ago."

"Hey, uncle knows that you have grievances, but that is all in the past, not to mention that your senior brother is already dead, why are you still angry?

I'm old, and now the Sun Moon Sect is in trouble. If you don't stand up and inherit the position of sect leader, who can take charge of the overall situation? Can you rely on your incompetent senior brother?"

When she heard that Lan Wuya was going to pass on the position of sect leader to him, Yang Lian stood up in confusion.

"Stop, old guy, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. The Sun and Moon Sect is dying soon. If you pass the throne to me now, doesn't it mean that you are passing a blame on me?

Why? You don’t want to be the leader of the Sun Moon Sect and destroy the sect. You want non-stick pans, so do I?

Besides, what's wrong, senior brother? Senior brother is working very hard to help you take care of the sun and moon sect's chores, so that's why you're delaying your practice.

You, a master, say bad things about my senior brother behind his back all day long, you are really unworthy of a human being."

"Shuzi Yangliansheng, I have to slap you to death today!"

"Old guy, today I will let you know that my sword is not very powerful!"

…

The new disciples guarding the pavilion were trembling. Are the old sect leader and Peak Master Dikun going to fight?

He glanced at the senior brother opposite and asked in a low voice:

"Senior brother, in this case, don't you need to inform the Master of Yihai Peak?"

The other gatekeeper disciple looked like he was an old man, and he waved to the new disciple.

"What do you need to report to Master Yi? Didn't you see that the sect leader is discussing things with Master Liansheng?"

"But this? It's so noisy..."

"Calm down, the sect master and the master of Liansheng Peak have a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every five days. These are all basic operations. I don't panic. Why are you panicking?

Entering with the left ear and exiting with the right ear is the way to guard the door."

"That's it! Thank you, senior brother, for the tip. There is also a volume of "Fairy Bai Jie" there, but I still can't figure it out. I will invite senior brother to take a look at it today."

The gatekeeper's eyes lit up and he nodded.

"Junior brother, you're welcome."

…

It was similar to the situation after climbing the mountain road before. After the mountain climbing road ended, the thorns had reached a new mountain top platform.

This place is not like the platform for Class A disciples, where there are dedicated people to guide them. The entry-level disciples stand together in twos and threes, whispering.

Because the assessment of other entry-level disciples on their way to heaven has not yet been completed, Thorns can only continue to wait here.

[I will place you at the 195th position among the inner disciples.]

Hui Sha's voice suddenly came. Jia Ji did not speak, but nodded lightly, indicating that he already understood.

Thorns was very idle at this time, but he still did not choose to study the demon essence in the demon book. The environment was different, so of course he had to be more careful.

Jingjia sat cross-legged on the ground, and suddenly heard the conversation of other disciples in his ears.

"Xiaoqi, after Tianlu, have we become inner disciples?"

"Of course, I am at level 945 and you are at level 941. According to the previously reported disciple standards, we should be able to enter the top five in the Sun Moon Sect.

Also, Shen Mo, I told you, don’t call me Xiaoqi from now on, call me Senior Sister, Senior Sister You, do you hear that?"

"okay, I get it."

Jingji followed the sound and saw two young girls, about sixteen or seventeen years old, standing there, discussing the situation about Dikun Peak.

He knew almost nothing about the Dikun Peak of the Sun Moon Sect, so when he heard some news at this time, he naturally pricked up his ears.

The little girl You Xiaoqi clenched her fists, narrowed her eyes slightly, and gritted her teeth.

"Yang Liansheng is regarded as the best swordsman in Xizhou. I must become his disciple and learn magical skills before I can take revenge."

Compared to You Xiaoqi's determination, the silence on the side seemed much silent.

"I understand, Xiaoqi, don't worry, I will definitely help you."

"Call me Senior Sister."

"I understand, Senior Sister You."

Jingji looked at the two of them and was slightly surprised. He was in the top five of Dikun Peak, level 945. This should be a very strong result, right?

This allows him to meet two geniuses. Could it be that he is the legendary son of luck?

"Lord Hui Sha, are these two really talented?"

【Why do you have so many things going on? What do you think I am?】

Although Hui Sha looks unhappy on his lips, he is actually happy in his heart. After being imprisoned for 1,700 years, he really wants to find someone to talk to.
Chapter completed!