It's a pity that according to the rules, only three people can be left on each peak. There are four people on the bridge peak. Master Qiao, under the pretext that he has not received disciples for many years, forcefully left all four of them, and the others Although the master was dissatisfied, he didn't say much. After meeting the head senior brother, Changmen senior brother would judge what was right and wrong, so they wouldn't do such offending things.
Zhu Lin, Xu Zhao and others paid close attention to the movements in the direction of Bai Qi Peak. The three bandits who were squeezed in among the candidate disciples of Bai Qi Peak did not catch the eyes of Master Qi and were eliminated directly. Those three bandits were eliminated immediately. The people were very dissatisfied and crowded in front of Master Qi, shouting: "Why don't you accept us? Our skills are no worse than those of the people you selected."
Master Qi raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the faces of these three people with gloomy faces and stern eyes again. He shook his head and said softly: "I don't choose you, not because you are worse than anyone else, but because you are not suitable." Kunlun!"
The tall and lanky young man at the head said: "What kind of reason is this? I don't accept it!"
Master Qi shook his head, turned and walked away. The eldest disciple came over and said to the tall and thin young man: "Kunlun's cultivation is about the mind, the heart, and the Tao. Don't you have mixed thoughts and thoughts?" You are pure, have no teachers, and are domineering. You are not suitable for practicing Kunlun magic, so please come down from the mountain!"
The three of them were still dissatisfied. They pointed at the eldest disciple and cursed: "If it's not suitable, then why did you choose us? Aren't you playing with us?"
The eldest disciple's expression was still gentle and polite: "You three, please come down from the mountain!"
As soon as the eldest disciple finished speaking, two sword-wielding monks in green clothes walked over quickly. The expressions of the two sword-wielding monks were not as good as the eldest disciple's. They said to the three of them coldly: "Please come down the mountain!"
Seeing that something was wrong, these three people did not dare to say anything more. After all, this was someone else's territory. It was hard to say what the consequences would be if they went too far.
The three of them walked down the mountain angrily, and the corners of Zhu Lin's lips slightly raised. Sure enough, Kunlun was not wrong.
Xu Zhao whispered: "If the three of them don't make a noise, they will have another chance to be selected by the head master. Unfortunately, they are too arrogant and lose this opportunity."
Zhu Lin shook his head and said: "Since Master Qi said they are not suitable, even if the head master chooses them again, it is still impossible to choose them."
Xu Zhao nodded: "That's right. No matter which master they are, they will never accept people like them."
The masters took the selected disciples aside, and the rest continued to wait, waiting for the head master to come and choose again.
Master Changmen's appearance was indeed different from that of ordinary people. He suddenly fell from the sky. The disciples thought it was a god descending to earth. When they saw all the masters saluting him and calling their master brother, they realized that this person was He is the majestic head master of Kunlun, with black hair flowing like flowing clouds, a face like a jade, and an indifferent temperament. He looks like he is only in his early thirties, but he is called senior brother by a group of masters with gray hair on the temples.
All the disciples were secretly happy. It seemed that Kunlun's cultivation technique was indeed well-deserved. With the improvement of the cultivation technique, it could make people look good and extend their life.
Even if you can't become a top monk sent to the heaven, you can still find yourself an immortal face and a long-lived body.
The disciples who were temporarily eliminated looked at the master who descended from the sky with expectant eyes, hoping to win his favor.