Chapter DiYiSiSanSan Master Ling Tian (guaranteed)

The monk who is not in the position doesn’t know the specific process of the sword meeting, and he can get a piece of gossip through hearsay.
Rumor has it that the sword meeting was quite lively that day.
The top ten sword kings had a red-faced fight for their younger brothers. The king of fire and the king of tiger got angry and fought on the spot.
In the end, guessing the fist will decide whether to win or lose the sword. That’s how King Tiger laughed at the top of the mountain.
The grapevine also said that the two swordsmen who were fighting for their younger brothers actually fought on the spot, and no one was allowed to guess boxing. However, I heard that Lai Huangyu’s swordsmen were caught out of their fists and wanted to bully the hard bow.
When things go wrong.
Big Jianzu said that this brother’s old man’s house accepted it.
However, it is said that the flaming feather sword ancestor pointed at the big sword ancestor’s nose on the spot and called him a treacherous villain, saying that he would have won if the big sword ancestor hadn’t guessed.
Of course, in the end, my arm twisted but my thigh brother was recruited by the great sword ancestor.
Gossip is flying all over the sky, but the wicked big sword ancestor finally said a sentence, "This sword meeting is my sword sect event. Friars are not allowed to disclose the sword meeting at will, and they should also be treated as low-key. Anyone who dares to disclose specific information to the outside world should be treated as a traitor."
So which brothers were recruited into the Sword Sect in the end and how were they distributed? These important core information were kept secret.
What you can find out is the gossip. For example, some people suspect that the big sword ancestor will block the news because the big sword ancestor secretly ruined the good thing of the second sword ancestor, and then intercepted the younger brother and blocked the long mouth, and finally made it impossible to leak the news.
Exactly what the situation is, no one can tell.
It’s been a lively discussion for a few days. Ling Tianjian Sword Sect is quiet again. Everyone has something to do and nothing to practice. The Sword Sect is huge and dozens of brothers are really like throwing a few stones in the sea and can’t lift the wind and waves.
Soon everyone has completely forgotten about it.
Of course, more than forty younger brothers of Bianhuang were assigned to the peaks of Ling Tianjian Sect in this way.
When everyone left the team, Huohua Jianjun kindly woke up to "You should say goodbye to each other. Maybe a farewell at this time is a farewell."
Sun Hao’s heart is not slightly one leng.
Huohua Jianjun said, "There are 3,000 Jianfeng in the Jianpai Jianfeng Forest. It is difficult to repair the possible peaks. Maybe you will die of old age …"
Bianhuang brothers qi qi a surprised.
Ji Yong knelt down in front of Ji Ruxue and said, "Miss Ji Yong can also be trusted to let them be kind to her family when she is successful in the future."
Ji Ruxue lifted her up with both hands and comforted her softly. "Uncle Zhu can rest assured that Xiaoxue will go to see you."
Xiaoqing see Ji Ruxue and Sun Hao nutty nutty muttered, "Xiaoqing has never lived alone, but it’s so good without the backbone …"
Huohua said very rarely, "Miss Xiaoqing, rest assured that you are still with your young lady."
Xiaoqing immediately eyebrow eye smile Ji Ruxue face also revealed filar silk smile.
Ji Yukou punched Sun Hao. "Come on, we’ll meet again."
Ji Tiliu coldly said to Sun Hao, "Ji Xiaoshan, let’s compare and see who will make faster progress. I won’t lose to you."
Sun Hao smiled and didn’t speak. I don’t know if there is a faint sadness in my heart.
And Sun Hao didn’t find that he turned his head and went to Ji Tiliu’s eyes, and the sadness and sadness also flashed.
After a simple farewell, the first batch of achievements will be led by the deacons of the Sword Sect, who will become the outer brothers of the Sword Sect, but they will also break up the distribution.
Ji Ti-liu and Ji Ke-kou were taken in and led out together with the registered younger brothers trained by most sword schools.
Just before going out, Ji Tiliu suddenly looked at Sun Hao and called "Ji Xiaoshan"
Sun Hao replied with a slight pause, "What is it?"
Ji Tiliu opened her mouth and her face was slightly red. She said, "Thank you for me, lone wolf."
Sun Hao smiled and said, "I know."
JiTiLiu eyes with glittering and translucent tears disappeared outside the door.
Finally, I left the hall waiting for the allocation of monks, leaving Sun Haojiang, Ji Ruxue Xiaoqing and Jiang Fuhe
One of the four monks who came in called "Ji Xiaoshan" and one called "Ji Ruxue Ji Manqing".
The five Bianhuang brothers looked at each other and returned to their places.
Huohua Jianjun said with a smile, "Dear brothers, you have worked hard. Take them to visit your master."
Sun Hao’s front Jian Jun smiled and said, "Little brother, let’s go. You can call me Brother Ling Hua."
Sun Hao slightly bowed down and said, "Hill has seen Senior Brother."
Ling Huajian Jun said nothing more. He walked out of the hall with Sun Hao’s hand and gently lifted Sun Hao’s broken arm. He went to the hall and went to the fire. Hua Jianjun shook his head and muttered, "I don’t know how many of you can finally practice and how many can surpass you …"
Ji Xiaoshan’s sample flashed through his mind. If he doesn’t fall halfway, he should!
Brother Ling Hua led Sun Hao into a seemingly unremarkable small Jianfeng and saw a small courtyard at the summit.
A friar in white is lying in an armchair in the courtyard, enjoying the sunshine and watching leisurely.
Linghua with Sun Hao hanging chair tree quietly waiting for the white friar said.
For more than three hours, the white monk still looked at himself as if he had not found two more people in the courtyard.
Sun Hao didn’t look at the white friar at random, and quietly bowed his head and stood by the tree.
Although the white friar doesn’t show mountains and rivers, his momentum is also complete, but Sun Hao can clearly perceive that this seemingly ordinary white friar is the kind of giant who is not an opponent at his peak.
I dare not be careless. Sun Hao stood respectfully.
Sun Hao, who has been practicing in the world for more than a thousand years, still has this concentration
It was not until the sun went west that Untitled Scholar turned from the hanging chair and said, "Ling Hua, you go first."
Ling Huajian responded quickly with a slight one leng nod and said "Good Master"
Body flash several prancing LingHuaJian jun has disappeared in Corleone’s field of vision.
Facing the sunset, the white monk turned his back on Sun Haohao and seemed to say to himself, "Ji Xiaoshan’s double swords, body, heart, courage, and broken lamps and souls are born. You really gave your ancestors a great surprise. What do you think?"
Sun Hao said with a slight bow and face, "Thank you for your kindness to the hill."
The white friar smiled and said, "I am the bodhi old zu."
Sun Hao still bowed down and said, "I have seen the master."
Unexpectedly, I fell down and worshipped Ling Tianjian’s ancestors. My heart was slightly surprised. My heart said that it was really strong enough to directly defeat Jianzu’s sword potential.
Looking at Sun Hao with great interest, Ling Tianjianzu opened his mouth again and said, "Although I promised to accept your brother, your physical condition is very special. It is hard to say whether you can successfully tide over the difficulties before Shou Yuan runs out and step into Xiandao, so you must never be careless and be careful."
Shou Yuan exhausted?
Sun Hao’s face remained motionless, but he didn’t think Shou Yuan would be a problem in his heart.
Even though Sun Hao’s realistic power has not been restored, Shou Yuan is still a godsworn, but Sun Hao can live for five thousand years and really doesn’t feel any pressure.
Seeing that Sun Hao’s face is not red, he doesn’t jump, he doesn’t breathe, and Ling Tianjianzu can’t help but sigh that this younger brother is really stupid and not afraid of anything!
It’s not that those who know fear it, is it?