"Shut up, everyone! Don't expose the family scandal! You are so, so mad at me." The head brother was in pain, and he almost vomited blood due to the anger of a group of junior disciples.
"If the little girl is already a disciple of our Lingshan Sword Sect, how can she be an outsider?"
"That's right, that's right, there are 3,867 disciples of our Lingshan Sword Sect, and there are seven female disciples. You are the eighth, and the most beautiful one. Don't worry, the senior brothers will definitely take care of you. If I were young A few hundred years old~~.”
This terrible male to female ratio!
The leader was completely furious: "Okay, stop arguing. Every time you receive a female disciple, you will argue non-stop. Let's do this, starting from Feng Xingying, and from now on when the female disciples enter, they will all take turns to practice in each peak to promote The prestige of my Lingshan Sword Sect. After three years, they will choose who to become their master.
You should be careful to restrain your disciples and do not allow any bullying of female disciples to occur!
Second Junior Brother, let’s start with you. "
"Yes, senior brother." One of the handsome old men in green nodded, and nodded to Feng Xingying: "Senior nephew Feng, come with me."
"Yes, uncle." Feng Xingying followed obediently. "
Feng Xingying roughly understood from the exchanges between the elders of this sect that this sect is called Lingshan Sword Sect, and perhaps it is really the ancestor of Lingshan Sword Sect. They major in swordsmanship, minor in spiritual energy, and pursue the integration of spiritual swords.
The leader, Qiu Chuyang, is the only sword master in the sect. Most of the elders are Qiu Chuyang's juniors, mainly the sword king and sword master.
Looking at the funny banter among the senior officials of this sect, Feng Xingying knew that the overall atmosphere of this sect was still good. Those who practiced swords were either cultivating murderous aura or correcting aura!
The Lingshan Sword Sect cultivates righteousness.
There are so many disciples in the sect, how can there be so many people to kill for them.
Feng Xingying has no time to ask about the situation in the world. She can only settle down first and find a way to regain some strength. At least she can open the Lihuang Sword and meet with her master. Then she can go to Qin Molin and find him. Ye Lingxin.
Being able to temporarily avoid becoming a disciple is the biggest advantage for Feng Xingying. If you don’t become a disciple, you don’t have to bear the burden of karma.
Three years should be enough.
What Feng Xingying prays now is that Qin Molin will never be as miserable as her. It shouldn't happen. This time when the time and space cycle starts, Feng Xingying is the main force and will suffer some backlash. Qin Molin is just assisting her, so it shouldn't be as miserable as her.
As long as Qin Molin has peak strength, then she doesn't have to worry about him, maybe he is looking for her.
When he thought of this, Feng Xingying felt particularly at ease.
Feng Xingying was surprised that Qin Molin could accompany her into the battle, but with the addition of such a person, she was full of expectations.
Because of him, the originally boring journey became different.
Even if her divine power cannot be restored and she can never go back, as long as Qin Molin is here, even if she really stays here, Feng Xingying will not feel regretful.
Feng Xingying followed the second uncle back to his mountain gate with the mentality of taking things as he came.
There are more than 600 disciples under the second master's uncle's sect, which is the size of a small sect. Second Master Uncle has a calm personality and is dedicated to the art of swordsmanship. He almost never competes for female disciples, which results in him not having a single female disciple!
Feng Xingying's arrival was like a splash of red among the greenery, and he was immediately surrounded by people. As they walked along, they were surrounded by young senior brothers in uniforms.