"Lu Qianqian, as a direct disciple, you don't abide by the clan rules and commit unforgivable crimes repeatedly. Starting today, you will be disqualified from martial arts and expelled from the sect. Do you have any complaints?"
A deep voice sounded in the solemn and solemn hall.
Lu Qianqian, who was kneeling in the hall, lowered her head and said in a cold voice, "No complaints."
"Come here, take me to the punishment hall for punishment!"
Under the witness of all the disciples, she was taken into the torture hall.
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect Lu Qianqian to do such a thing."
"When the elder was alive, he always favored her. Now that it's all over, no one will dare to protect her if something happens."
"She looks cold all day long, as if everyone owes her money. If she didn't rely on the elder, how could she become a direct disciple?"
Lu Qianqian, with disheveled black hair and a pale complexion, walked down the magnificent steps of the sect's mountain gate step by step.
"Sister Qianqian." A woman with an extraordinary appearance stood at the mountain gate waving her hands and said with a smile, "You have been expelled from the sect, and the Tianzi Bingxin Palace is mine!"
Lu Qianqian said lightly: "Only when I leave, you are eligible to inherit."
A flash of anger flashed in the woman's bright eyes, but she opened her long sleeves and said with a smile: "I know this day will come sooner or later, so I prepared a festive red dress early to celebrate. Sister Qianqian thinks it looks good?"
Lu Qianqian said: "No matter how beautiful your clothes are, they can't cover up your dirty heart."
The woman withdrew her smile, and said coldly: "As long as you are pure and pure, you are as innocent as snow, but so what? You have been abolished from martial arts, expelled from the teacher's school, and become a poor bereaved dog!"
Lu Qianqian said indifferently: "I am a holy spirit root, you are not, I have Taixuan Bingxin body, you don't, even if you are expelled, you will always be just a piece of trash in front of me."
"You..." The woman blushed with anger.
Lu Qianqian took a breath, looked towards the sky, and murmured: "The outside world is huge, I don't want Lu Qianqian here, someone else must want it."
"Without the Zongmen mentality, your Taixuanbing mentality is nothing more than a useless body. Do you still expect others to take you in?" The woman sneered.
Lu Qianqian stopped talking and dragged her body down the stairs.
On that day, heavy snow arrived, freezing thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, making the season before winter extremely cold.
The villagers who believe in ghosts and gods saw the abnormal weather, so they called this day-the ice god descends to the mortal world.
"call!"
In the wing room, Lu Qianqian withdrew her thoughts, went to the window and looked at the sky full of stars, and secretly said: "Elder Tai, you must have expected that I would be expelled, so you passed on the Taixuan Bingxin Jue to me in private."
Above the main hall outside.
Jun Changxiao, who had practiced in the shaping room, just sat down, saw that the woman was still asleep from the angle, shook his head and said, "My big disciple, when will you change your cold temper?"
…
I am a master, a master, a master, and I am invincible all over the world.
Fill up the wine!
Don't get drunk tonight...
Music played on the martial arts arena in the early morning.
The disciples are doing morning exercises every day, and the arrogant Jun Changxiao stands at the front and leads the dance.
Long Ziyang, Li Yuhua and the others seemed to have gotten used to it, throwing away the shame, and fully integrated into the joyful atmosphere.
After the morning exercises, Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers and said, "Qingyang, did the students who registered come over?"
"Sect Leader, you're calling." Li Qingyang said.
Jun Changxiao waved his bundled black hair, and shouted: "Su Xiaomo, open the door for me."
"Brush! Brush!" Su Xiaomo turned somersaults and stopped in front of the red-painted gate, then waved her arms, the two gates opened, and gusts of fresh wind blew in.
"call out--"
"Snapped!"
Jun Changxiao grabbed the happy football flying from the side, kicked it out, and hit Li Fei's face directly, and he also hit the wall behind, with a "too" character dented.
"Brat."
Jun Changxiao clapped his hands, straightened his collar, and said as he walked, "If I don't kick you, your face will be full of peach blossoms, and you won't know why the flowers are so red."
While speaking, he walked out of the sect gracefully.
Su Xiaomo stood at attention, raised her thumb and said, "Master, you are arrogant!"
…
outside the mountain gate.
Several warriors of different ages were standing there, waiting anxiously. When they saw Jun Changxiao walking out with his sleeves straightened, they hurriedly swarmed up.
"Sect Leader, my name is Li Shangtian!"
"I want to go to heaven, please give me a pair of wings!"
A frail young man shouted first.
Jun Changxiao sat in front of the registration table, touched his chin and said, "With your physique, you don't need to put on wings, and you can go to the sky when a gust of wind blows."
"Hahaha."
The registered disciples burst out laughing.
Although the steady Li Qingyang stood behind the head of the sect, he couldn't stop laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" The young man named Li Shangtian glared at everyone, and said seriously: "Master Jun, I want to join the Iron-Bone Sect to create dreams!"
Jun Changxiao made a gesture and said, "Please tell me your dream."
Li Shangtian said: "My dream since I was a child is to become an indomitable strong man!"
My childhood dream was not to sing, what is the difference between it and salted fish
Jun Changxiao felt that this son was a bit skinny, and he was also clever. After asking about the basic situation, he stamped the seal of the head and said, "Next."
The second applicant was a young girl, dressed plainly, she must be from a poor family, although her face was a bit dirty, she could hardly hide her beauty.
She lowered her head and said shyly, "I... My name is Ling Yuanxue."
Are you so shy
Jun Chang smiled and said, "What is your dream?"
Ling Yuanxue lowered her head, took a moment, summoned up her courage and said: "It is said that women are inferior to men, I want to practice martial arts, and prove it to you stinky men, no, no, no... I'm not saying that the head of the sect is a stinky man."
Jun Changxiao didn't mind, took it to the entry table and said: "In the world of men, the status of women has never been high. You have dreams, and this seat provides you with a stage to realize your dreams."
"Snapped."
Cover the starter sheet.
The corner of Li Qingyang's mouth twitched, and he said in a low voice: "Master, you just fill in a name, it's too hasty."
Jun Changxiao said in a low voice: "The sect is full of elders, and they have too much yang energy. If we don't add some female disciples, I'm afraid it will develop towards the homosexual sect."
Gay sect
Li Qingyang looked blank.
"Next."
The third applicant stepped forward.
It was a thirteen-year-old boy, he scratched his head and said: "Master Jun, do you lack a pharmacist in the Iron Skeleton Sect?"
Note: A pharmacist is different from a pharmacist, similar to a doctor.
Jun Changxiao smelled the medicine, and asked curiously, "Are you a pharmacist?"
"En." The boy took out a wooden sign, put it on the table, and said, "This is my identification."
Jun Chang laughed and looked over, and saw that it said—Heir of Emperor Yao, Sun Bukong.
Medicine Emperor
Jun Changxiao opened his mouth.
In his opinion, the one who can be called the 'emperor' is definitely the strongest in a continent!
If you open a mountain to recruit disciples, you can meet the descendants of the Emperor of Medicine
Sun Bukong scratched his head, and said with a smile: "Master, an old man, let me go down the mountain to practice, so I decided to experience it in the Iron Bone Sect first."
Jun Chang smiled and said with a twitch: "Little guy, you should go to Huacheng City next door. There are all descendants cultivated by Da Neng coming down the mountain. If you do well, it will be no problem to have a female president of Bingshan."
"Flower City?"
Sun Bukong said blankly: "Sorry, I have never heard of this place."
Jun Changxiao took the entry form and was about to ask.
Li Qingyang said in a low voice: "Master, you can buy dozens of this kind of identity wooden plaques in the town for a tael of silver. Not to mention the heirs of the Emperor of Medicine, even the son of Emperor of Medicine can carve them out."
ah
Jun Chang smiled and widened his eyes.
Nima, can the identity of another world be faked
Hearing Li Qingyang's words, Sun Bukong scratched his head in embarrassment.
Then, he put more than ten successor wooden plaques on the table, and said seriously: "Master, these are all carved by myself. Whichever identity do you like, you can choose which one, as long as it allows me to join the sect!"
The descendant of the Sword Emperor, Sun Bukong.
The descendant of the demon king, Sun Bukong.
The descendants of the Demon Emperor, Sun Bukong and many other descendants of various identities, all of them are not the same!
Awesome!
If these identities are true, my little iron bone faction can't accommodate such a big Buddha.
"Received!"
Jun Chang smiled and stamped his seal.
Although the identity of the successor is fake, but he can apply with a little thoughtfulness, this mother is a talent with a lot of dreams.
"Next."
"Snapped."
As soon as the words fell, one person put the thing wrapped in black cloth on the table, revealing the simple hilt of the sword, and said: "Sword repair, Zhou Hong."