Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Tang Jian was very busy here, and Zhou Jiren was also responsible for the assessment. Because the conditions were very strict, the number of people registered was very small, only eighteen people on the first day, sixty-five people on the second day, and by the third day By that time there were more than 220 people.

By the fifth day, the number of applicants had reached thousands.

Tang Jian called it a day and went back. Next, he and Zhou Jiren assessed the disciples. Fortunately, Baili Jingyue, Xiao Qifang, and Li Guoao helped, so the two of them were not too busy and everything went smoothly.

As for the various matters of the Qiankun Palace, thanks to Wan Qiyuan's effective leadership, Qin Zhiyan and He Lanyi also quickly got started. As the Qiankun Palace got on the right track, its reputation spread far and wide, and the Qiankun Palace became more and more powerful.

Big bosses from all parties who got the news rushed to Immortal Island, including the leader of Immortal Sword Sect, who informed Mo Zhifang and Wu Yi early in the morning.

The two of them were waiting for news in the yard. As soon as they received the notification from the sect master, they ran to the sect master as fast as they could.

"Sect Master, is it time?" Mo Zhifang couldn't hide the excitement in his tone.

Wu Yi was obedient and didn't dare to say anything. He stood next to Mo Zhifang and lowered his eyes in silence.

The sect leader looked at Mo Zhifang coldly, then at Wu Yi, and snorted in his heart, this kid has a lot on his mind.

"Well, the time has come. This sect leader will take you to take revenge. Come with me,"

The sect master took the lead in stepping onto the aircraft and headed towards the fairy island. Mo Zhifang followed closely. Wu Yi looked at the sect master's retreating back and thought, why does the sect master feel something is not right? Without time to think too much, Wu Yi followed behind with a "whoosh" sound.

On the way, the three of them met Nie Dacheng, the head of Penglai Sect, who was coming quickly.

"Hey, Old Zeng, long time no see. What kind of wind brings you here? Could it be that you are also going to the Fairy Island?"

Nie Dacheng, this man is eight feet tall, has a bold personality, has a heroic appearance, and is quite free and easy in his conduct. Unlike the leader of the Immortal Sword Sect, who looks as gentle as jade and talks calmly and smiles lightly, he was led by the nose without knowing it.

"Haha! Brother Nie is joking, we are on the same road," Zeng Weiming, the fifty-eighth generation leader of the Immortal Sword Sect, raised his eyebrows at this moment, looked at Nie Dacheng and the two people behind him, and said,

"Isn't this the Wei family? What, Nie Dacheng, are you going to avenge him?" Zeng Weiming knew everything about these three people.

"Hahaha, let's go and see what the Fairy Island is like now. These brats who came out of nowhere actually caused such a big battle. Aren't I curious? So, Come and have a look." After saying that, Nie Dacheng raised his hand and made a gesture.

"Let's go, Old Zeng, let's go and experience the elegance of the Qiankun Palace,"

"Brother Nie please,"

So a group of six people flew towards the fairy island. I also met some people rushing on the road one after another. If I look carefully, I can see familiar faces.

"Old Zeng, don't you think that's Jin Lingxiang from the Hehuan Sect? Why is this old woman still interested in joining in the fun?"

"Oh? What's wrong with her?" Zeng Weiming became a little interested. Could it be that Jin Lingxiang has some ulterior secrets?

"Hehe, I heard that some time ago, disciples of the Hehuan Sect were killed for no reason while practicing outside. Many disciples died in succession. They have not found the murderer yet. At that time, everyone in the Hehuan Sect was so panicked that they did not dare to go out. "

"Oh? Is there such a thing? How did you know?" Zeng Weiming looked at Nie Dacheng suspiciously. He was not a nosy person.

"Don't look at me like that, I also heard what the old ghost said,"

"Old ghost?"

"Well, doesn't he like to go around looking for drinks? We just met him by accident."

"Oh. But who did the Hehuan Sect offend?"

"No matter who he offends, it's not a good thing anyway. Let's go, let's go join in the fun,"

When they flew over Qingsongyuan and looked up, they could see the splendid Qiankun Palace on the Immortal Island, standing on the peak. It was shocking to see it from a distance.

The Qingsongyuan below is already overcrowded, and those disciples who must have been recruited recently are undergoing assessments.

At this time, Zhao Pengcheng had already noticed that someone was coming, and he immediately sent a message to Wan Qiyuan and Fu Ling'er.

Zeng Weiming and Nie Dacheng were still looking at the surrounding environment. They had been here before. In the past, this place was extremely desolate and rarely visited. It was that place not far ahead, but they didn't dare to take a step closer at that time.

But now...

Oh my god, how did the Master of Qiankun Hall do it? Doubts arose in the minds of the big shots.

Their approach attracted the attention of everyone below. They all looked at the people above, and someone recognized one of them.

"Look, that's not Mo Zhifang. I saw him in Qingtian City some time ago. He was very impressive at the time."

"Really? Who is standing in front of him? Looking at the way he doesn't dare to say a word, it can't be Sect Leader Zeng, right?"

"Do you know Zeng Zongzong?" someone next to him asked in a low voice.

"I don't know him, but except for Zeng Weiming, the master of the Zeng clan, I can't find anyone who can make the arrogant Mo Zhifang shrink into a quail and follow behind silently?"

"That's right. Then why did Sect Master Zeng come here? Isn't it to cause trouble for Master Qiankun?"

"What are you talking about? Zeng Sect Leader was aboveboard and aboveboard, so he wouldn't be such a villain." Someone next to him immediately retorted.

After hearing this, a few passers-by stopped talking. The main reason was that the real owner was above, and it seemed inappropriate for them to discuss it further.

As for Zeng Weiming, someone has already come up to say hello.

"Sect Master Zeng, Head Nie, you are here at the right time. Let's go visit the Master of Qiankun Palace together to see who he is. How dare he show off his wild behavior on the Immortal Island?"

The visitor is Hong Tao, the owner of Hongjia Fort in the Dongzhou Region. This person is narrow-minded and typical of egoism. The principle of interacting with others is that he is a friend if he needs it and an enemy if he does not need it. Therefore, he has a bad reputation in this place at the junction of three continents. How good.

However, this person is very thick-skinned. The last time he was an enemy of someone, he wanted to beat him to death. The next time he saw someone, he acted like a good brother and was as enthusiastic as a normal person. He often made people lose their temper even if they wanted to. If it doesn't come out, it won't go up or down.

"Lord Humboldt was joking. People who can establish a sect on the fairy island must have some ability. We should give you blessings. We are here to congratulate you today. Don't ruin their mood, lest you suffer. It's bad luck," Nie Dacheng glanced at Hong Tao and said lightly. He didn't want to pay attention to this Lord Hong.

"Old Zeng, see if that's the master of the Qiankun Palace," Nie Dacheng pointed at Wan Qiyuan and Fu Ling'er who came out of Lingyuan Villa.

Zeng Weiming looked at the pair of people walking in front holding hands and couldn't help but sigh,

"Isn't the golden scale just a thing in the pond? It turns into a dragon when it encounters the storm."