Three months in the blink of an eye!
Inside the Ziyang Hall, Yan Huayue was dressed in a star gown, the hostess wore his hair, and his eyebrows flew into the temple, staring at the disciples of Ziyang Hall with a solemn expression.
"The commander of the head, select the elite disciples in the various halls of Jianmen, and go down the mountain for a year of trial!" Yan Huayue's calm voice rang in the lobby, and all the disciples bowed their heads and listened to the first speech!
"Therefore, today I will select a few disciples from among you, and return after one year of cultivation in accordance with the rule of the head!"
Yanhua Yuehu's eyes swept over everyone, and everyone in the seat felt a depressed aura hitting him, his breath was a little unstable, and even Dao Xin was almost lost! It can be seen the unpredictable repair of the first seat of the party!
"Hua Tian, Feng Lun! You two are in charge of spiritual cultivation disciples and forging disciples, but you have recommended candidates!"
Hearing Yan Huayue’s question, Hua Tian took the first step and replied: "The disciples led these new beginners for nearly half a year. After these time observations, I can recommend them to try!"
"Oh?" Yan Huayue raised his eyebrows and said, "Which two are they?"
"Liu Ming and Li Xiudao!"
Hearing the names of these two people, the young disciple, who was still a little unhappy in his heart, suppressed his resentment and unwillingness, and had to bow his head helplessly.
Yun Bufan’s eyelids moved, and these two people were also well-known throughout Ziyang Hall. In half a year, they upgraded their cultivation to the second level of Huang Ti. Although this level is no different from ants for Yun Bufan, they are in the new A generation of disciples is really not weak. Therefore, when the disciples saw that the trial quota was divided by them, they did not have the slightest temper!
Yan Huayue nodded, thinking about the talents of the two of them, turned his head to Feng Lun, and said, "Feng Lun, do you have a suitable candidate?"
Feng Lun took a calm step and said, "Master, my disciple thinks Yun Bufan can go!"
"Yun Bufan? That's the waste body that can't be psychic? How can you choose him?" a disciple muttered.
"Yes, isn't this a waste of places?"
"Instead of letting that waste go, it's better to give up this quota and hand it over to other classes!"
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Hearing everyone's dissatisfaction and resentment, Yun Bufan in the corner was still smiling, but there was a chill in the corner of his mouth. He most hated others calling him trash, "Wait, I will surprise you all! "
At this time, Yan Huayue's forehead was wrinkled into the word "Chuan", and the palms of his hands were lifted forward, and the muttering disciples closed their mouths with interest.
Hearing that his proud disciple recommended Yun Bufan, a disciple who could not be psychic went down the mountain to complete the trial, Yan Huayue's head suddenly became a bit bigger, and he looked at Feng Lun with deep meaning, and said, "Feng Lun, trial. It's not a trifling matter. Tell me about your reason for recommending Yun Bufan!"
"This son is righteous and resolute, happy to enmity!" Feng Lun spit out these words without hesitation.
In the depths of the corner, the young man's eyes shrank slightly, and his heart felt favored by Feng Lun!
"Even if this Yun Bufan is really like what Junior Brother Feng Lun said so well, but there is no spiritual power turnover, just with a word from Junior Brother, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public!" Hua Tian Yinyin said with a smile.
Yan Huayue did not comment on the dispute between the two proud disciples, but turned his attention to the young man who was not in the corner, and immediately said: "Buffalo Yun, you have the will to go down the mountain for trial!"
"Master Rong is gifted, but the disciple has this intention!" Yun Bufan secretly moved his throat to make his voice reach every disciple's ears!
Sure enough, hearing Yun Bufan so ignorant of good and evil, some disciples couldn't help but sarcastically immediately.
"Huh! A waste body wants to go down the mountain for a trial, so he is not afraid of dragging others down!"
"Yes! I don't know what it is, what qualifications do such a person have to compete for the trial place!"
Those disciples were divided by Liu Ming and Li Xiudao because of the limited number of places, and they were dissatisfied, but due to their strength, they had to swallow their anger. Now a waste body dares to compete with them for a spot, so they can't help but become angry!
Yan Huayue, who was sitting upright in Gaotang, also had an ugly face. Originally asked the young man just now, but wanted him to retreat when he was in trouble. He gave him a step down and asked him to push off the spot. How dare you to risk the world's worst and ask for this place, this really makes it difficult for this Ziyang Hall to be the first one!
"This, it's extraordinary, you know that cultivating in the duny world is full of dangers. If you don't have spiritual power to protect yourself, it's hard to be self-sufficient!" Yan Huayue said in a good way
Yun Bufan sneered in his heart, he didn't care about the hint in the former words, and replied loudly: "The disciple knows the dangers of the world, but as a disciple of Jianmen Ziyang, if you can't overcome this difficulty, you can't cut this point Open, then how can I revitalize my Ziyang Hall, and how can I talk about the glory of my ancestor of swordsmanship in the past!"
Yun Bufan's words are thrown to the ground, shocking eardrums, like a lion roar, like a tiger roar, like a dragon, every word reaches the heart of the people, and there are no more reasonable reasons for those dissatisfied young disciples to refute!
"Since you have such great ambitions, I can't stop it. Well, every day you pack your belongings and go down the mountain with the disciples of Jianmen!" Seeing Yun Bufan, Yan Huayue was determined to go down the mountain. He waved his hand helplessly, "If there is nothing wrong, you wait and step back!"
"Yes!" Seeing that the master had already made the decision, the disciples couldn't say anything else, so they all gave a vicious look at the young man, and then stepped back!
But when the big brother of Ziyangtang, Hua Tian passed by Yun Bufan's side, he smiled deeply at the latter, and then slowly left.
Then Feng Lun also came to the young man, still in that cold look, saying: "It is extraordinary. Although there is no small danger in mundane practice, the opportunities are also there. I know that you are not willing to be an incomparable person. Maybe this The next downhill is a good opportunity for you. Brother is waiting for the day when you shine!"
After that, Feng Lun's complexion eased, patted the boy's immature shoulder, and walked away safely!
Looking at Feng Lun's back, Yun Bufan's heart warmed, his fists clenched unconsciously, "Brother, I won't let you down. Those who look down on me will eventually be my stepping stone to the top!"
The young man came out with a strong wind and silently left the courtyard of Ziyang Hall!
Only after the strong wind passed, a big tree with a thick mouth suddenly fell down in the yard!
Ziyangtang
In Yun Bufan's lonely courtyard, after throwing some necessities into the ancient jade, the young man looked at the starry sky, and suddenly said to the dim figure beside him: "Uncle, what level of cultivation will I achieve when I go down the mountain to practice this time?"
The hazy figure snorted, "It depends on your chance, but I really want to see how far a little fairy with a spirit body will eventually go."
Yun Bufan had pillows in both hands, looking at the starry night, but fell asleep with a smile!
(The second one!)