A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

Chapter 398 Departure

For half a month, Bei Wan, in addition to practicing on his own, also "tortured" his inner disciples, that is, looking for Awen.

Those disciples who were rescued at that time, as long as they had sects, had all been taken back by their sects.

As for how those disciples will be treated after returning, this is beyond the control of the Cangyan Sect.

Those disciples had a sect, but the sect didn’t say they didn’t want it, and sent people to pick them up. What else could Cangyan Sect say?

Only a very small number of casual cultivators who did not join the sect were brought back together by Cangyan Sect.

There was no cloud tonight, the bright moon hung high, and the moonlight poured down. In the northern evening, we arrived in front of a wooden house on the mountainside of the fifth peak.

"Bei Wan!"

In front of the house, the girl was meditating and practicing, but she probably wasn't practicing that seriously. She noticed Bei Wan's arrival immediately and lowered her voice to greet Bei Wan.

Lu He's figure has now begun to stretch, and he is already one shoulder taller than Bei Wan.

It is this height difference that makes Lu He even more happy. He used to think Xiao Bei Wan was cute, but now he looks even cuter like this.

She came here on her own initiative for three purposes: one was to help these injured disciples, the other was to see Bei Wan, and the third was to come to Cang Yan Sect to learn the Erhu Swirling Skill.

"They are all in good condition. At least they have hope of survival."

"Ah."

Bei Wan nodded, indicating that he understood: "Then Awen's side..."

"Oh, 58 bones have been broken on Awen's side, but the position of these bones becomes more dangerous as you go further back. You don't know, every time Awen comes back, I feel pain when I look at him."

Lu He just said that his face showed unbearable.

While they were talking, two figures appeared.

Lu He habitually went to pick up one of the figures.

Bei Wan looked sideways and saw Awen lying on a stretcher, his hair wet with sweat, and his face was pale, like someone who had drowned.

The person standing next to Awen has not been seen for a long time.

The man had a handsome smile on his face, his hair was tied up with a jade crown, and he had a faint medicinal fragrance on his body.

Song Anmu: "Long time no see, little one!"

When she first came to Cangyan Sect and was on the verge of death, it was her senior brother who took her to find Song Anmu and rescued her.

At this moment, Song Anmu was probably brought over again to heal the injuries of these disciples.

Bei Wan nodded: "Long time no see, thank you very much!"

Song Anmu shook his head and looked at the calm little guy who looked more and more like Yan Ci: "Sigh... Sure enough, whoever raises a child will look like him."

After exchanging a few words and once again confirming that all the disciples were fine, Bei Wan dragged Lu He out.

It's nothing, I just want to personally guide this Miaoyin Sect member on how to use the erhu to hit people so that it hurts more.

In the northern evening, I walked back to my house in the cool early morning sky.

Inside the house, the lights have not been completely extinguished.

As soon as Bei Wan walked to the door, the door opened with the wind. The light blue figure resting at the desk straightened up. Those ice blue eyes met her gaze, and there was an unconscious expression on his face. An irrepressible smile.

"Sister, I'm back."

Unlike Bei Wan, perhaps due to personal preference, Zheli's hair accessories and clothing tend to be more expensive and cumbersome.

At this time, the young boy was sitting cross-legged in front of the desk, his silver and soft hair was dyed warm by the flickering candlelight, his ice-blue eyes were as cool and clear as glaciers, and his eyebrows were drooping like dove blood, resembling a white cap. A coquettish red lotus grows on the white snow.

Bei Wan walked up to Zhe Li, stretched out her small white hand, and touched the beautiful and delicate eyebrow pendant on the young boy's forehead.

Zheli didn't hide or evade, he just raised his head and lowered his eyes, letting her touch the pendant between his eyebrows.

She said: "This is beautiful."

"Okay." Zheli said softly.

But I thought in my heart, if my sister likes it, I will wear it more in the future.

Bei Wan sat down opposite him and said to him, "Actually, whatever you wear will look good."

Zheli lowered his head and smiled softly. Sure enough, it was better to be my sister.

Bei Wan took out a small tea cup from the storage bracelet, folded it away without her asking, and a dense smoothie appeared inside.

Ever since Bei Wan launched the smoothie half a month ago, Third Senior Brother and Zheli have become raw material suppliers.

"Why are you waiting for me here today? Is there something wrong?"

Bei Wan was eating smoothie and asked the young boy in front of him softly.

Zheli nodded: "Well, I'm going to an extremely cold place. I'm about to break through. It will take about two or three months."

Bei Wan's hand digging into the smoothie paused slightly, and then he said in a normal voice: "Okay."

As if he knew what she was thinking, Zheli said with a smile:

"I will come back early, and I should be able to catch up with Cang Yan Sect and win the first place."

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come!" After a pause, Bei Wan said, "It doesn't matter if you don't make it in time, I have a video recording stone! Just come back for the celebration party!"

After all, during this period of time, Zheli also helped "beat" the inner disciples several times.

There's nothing wrong with Bei Wan, except that he has a strong sense of belonging.

Maybe it's because she has lost too much since childhood, and she really likes the feeling of a group of people neatly together.

……

The disciples who went to participate in this sect competition were all "carefully selected".

Not only can it be beaten, but it can also withstand beatings.

In the Cangyan Sect Master's Palace.

Yan Ci said respectfully to the two strongest people in Cangyan Sect at present: "This time, I would like to trouble Senior Jinwu to follow me secretly, and Senior Heyi will sit in Cangyan Sect."

Three-legged Golden Crow and Yi Anlan are currently the strongest in Cangyan Sect.

The Three-Legged Golden Crow has been known to others, and it is quite intimidating to follow him to participate in the sect competition.

Yi Anlan is unknown to everyone, so he is best suited to stay in the Cangyan Sect. What's more, he is not from the Cangyan Sect. If he follows those noisy children to participate in the competition, he is afraid that he will not be able to calm down, so it is best to stay in the sect.

"There are 56 disciples participating this time. Bei Wan, Liao Jin, Qi Youqing, and Mo Yan lead the team. There are 15 people in each team and they set off in four routes."

"The 14 disciples are randomly selected to join your team. During the one-month journey, the four of you try not to interfere and let the disciples in the team make decisions throughout the process."

Mo Yan looked at the route planned by Yan Ci and sighed: "Very cruel, very good!"

These four routes all pass through some dense forests with monsters or spiritual beasts. Those disciples who are basically in the foundation building stage are probably going to suffer some consequences.

"What if we can't make it in one month?" Bei Wan asked.

Yan Ci lowered his eyes: "Then you are not qualified to participate. This is also an assessment."

Most of the disciples of Cangyan Sect are children who have just started practicing. There are few who are over 20 years old. They are basically in their teens, or eight or nine years old.

In comparison, although they have been training with the sect for a short period of time, the difference is still too much. They should also gain more experience along the way.

Qi Youqing curled his fingers slightly and raised his eyebrows, seeming a little surprised.

In the evening.

The 56 disciples who were selected to participate in the sect competition all appeared on the main peak.

The closed door of the palace opened, and five figures walked out of the palace.

Yan Ci repeated what he said to Bei Wan and others this afternoon to the inner disciples in front of him.

After saying that, he took out the lottery box that had been prepared long ago.

"You four uncles have already chosen the colors for your signatures. The color you draw will be in charge of whichever uncle you draw."

Jungo muttered quietly: "I don't know which color my junior uncle chose, I want to be with my junior uncle!"

The disciple next to him: "Yes! It's not the junior master uncle, but the second master uncle is fine, but definitely not the third master uncle and the fourth master uncle!!!"

As soon as the disciple finished speaking, he noticed a hot and dangerous gaze falling on him.

He raised his head and met the eyes of his fourth uncle, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling. At that moment, his heart was filled with despair.

It's over, he was caught by the fourth uncle.

The remaining disciples were also very sensible and did not speak out what was on their minds.

After all the disciples had drawn lots and formed the teams according to the four colors, all the disciples were eagerly waiting for the four uncles to announce which team they would lead.

Although these disciples did not speak, they all had their own thoughts in their hearts.

Jungo looked at the blue sign in his hand: That's it. Junior Junior Uncle liked the red one at first sight. I'm afraid he will follow Third Junior Uncle.

Disciples who won the red lottery: I feel that my junior uncle will like red, which is good. At least he is not the third junior uncle.

Disciples who drew the black lot: Why do they feel that the color of the lot is as black as the heart of Fourth Master Uncle?

Disciples who won the yellow lottery: This should be the second uncle’s, right?

Bei Wan looked at the blue sign in her hand and just sighed. In fact, she still liked red more.

Jun Guo, who was already ready to welcome his third uncle, couldn't control himself and burst into laughter when he saw his junior uncle walking step by step and showing the blue sign!

Great, it’s my junior uncle who is leading the team!

Although the uncles tried their best not to take action along the way, they still liked the little uncle.

"Okay, let's go. If you have any questions, please contact us in time. Remember to record the scene of Cang Yan Sect's victory on the video recording stone."

No more nagging about the harsh words, time is tight, it is best to start early without delay.