Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

There are countless sects in the world today, and Qingyang Sect is one of the best among all the major sects. Not to mention that the person who founded the sect was the first monk to ascend. Just the countless magic secrets and elixirs in the sect are enough to make people squeeze their heads to get into them.

It's just that a major event happened in Qingyang Sect three years ago. The sect's vitality was seriously damaged, and it didn't recruit new disciples for a long time. This year, it finally resumed recruiting new disciples, and monks from all over the country naturally heard the news and came here.

What interested Aning the most was Ying Chuyan, the elder of Qingyang Sect mentioned by the young man.

It is rumored that the elder is a very important person. He became famous at a young age. He is also a rare talent in cultivating immortals that can only be seen in a century. His cultivation has already reached the late Nascent Soul stage at a young age. After the big event happened three years ago, they directly broke through to the stage of returning to the void. You must know that the leaders of the major sects have only reached the late stage of returning to the void after their entire lives. It can be said that Ying Chuyan has reached such a state in his early twenties, which can be said to be a formidable person.

Aning listened thoughtfully. When he mentioned that important event, the man looked around and saw pedestrians walking in a hurry before muttering softly.

That incident had a huge impact on all major sects, so it was strictly forbidden to mention it. Therefore, except for those who were present at that time, most people only have a partial understanding. The man was no exception. He only knew that Yan Zhi, the great disciple of the Qingyang Sect, colluded with the devil party to kill the former leader Qingyu Zhenren. The whereabouts of Ying Chuyan, who was not an elder at the time, was unknown, so Yan Zhi should have taken the position of leader.

It wasn't until three months later that Ying Chuyan, whose whereabouts were unknown, suddenly appeared. He and his junior sister Ruofu Fairy exposed Yan Zhi's true identity and killed him with their own hands to avenge Qingyu Zhenren. However, after that incident, Ying Chuyan began to retreat, and Fairy Ruofu took care of everyone in the sect.

Now the head of Qingyang Sect is Fairy Ruofu.

During the conversation, the two of them arrived at the selection venue. The young man seemed to have come to his senses, his eyes clear, and he introduced himself: "I am Xi Yu, do you know the name of the fairy?"

"Chi Ning." An Ning said.

This is the surname Aihara gave her. After all, the word Aning sounds familiar to outsiders.

"The name Fairy is very nice." Xi Yu said with a slight smile.

Aning glanced at him, said nothing, and concentrated on the testing platform.

The person in charge who came to recruit new disciples this time was a young boy with a handsome face and a tall and straight figure. He was wearing a light blue brocade robe and had a sword on his waist. He looked extraordinarily pure.

The first condition for this selection is foundation building, and the condition for entering Qingyang Sect is a competition between monks, and the winner can become a new disciple.

However, this first condition alone stopped many monks from doing so. After repeated screenings, most of the people on the field were now reduced.

"Aren't you here for the selection?" Seeing that the preliminary selection was about to end, Xi Yu's indifferent look made Aning a little curious.

"I'm here to join in the fun, just like the fairies." Xi Yu waved the folding fan in his hand, his eyes bright and clear. He didn't look like an ordinary monk, but more like a young man from a wealthy family.

"Then you can join in the fun, I'm going up."

After saying that, Aning jumped up from the crowd and passed the selection as the last foundation-building monk.

The next step was to draw lots to choose the opponent. Aning was lucky enough to pick a vulnerable opponent, and she won easily.

The loser left the game with regret, while the winner was led to the young man in blue robe and awarded a jade medal.

Aning took the jade medal and followed another female disciple to the back of the selection stage. The female disciple told her to return to Qingyang Sect after the competition was over.

At this time, there were many monks on the field. Aning looked around for a while and then found a seat to watch others compete.

At first she really just wanted to join in the fun, but after hearing what Xi Yu said, she changed her mind. The only way to find Ying Chuyan is to enter the Qingyang Sect.

While she was thinking, someone approached her. Aning regained her thoughts and was about to walk out when a figure blocked her.

"What a coincidence, the fairy is also going to Qingyang Sect?"

Aning saw a familiar face through the gauze hat, and was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

Didn’t you say you came to watch the fun?

Xi Yu seemed to know the doubts in her heart, and said with a smile: "I am not talented, but thanks to my family's blessing, I have the opportunity to enter Qingyang Sect."

Aning nodded thoughtfully, it turned out he was going through the back door...

Perhaps because Aning's attitude was relatively cold, Xi Yu said nothing more, and the two of them just stood there until the end of the competition.

"My fellow disciples, today's competition is over. Those who failed can come and receive a spirit-building pill. Those who passed will immediately pack their things and head to Qingyang Sect as soon as the Ark arrives."

After the blue-robed man finished speaking, the audience was in an uproar. The Spirit-Building Pill was extremely friendly to monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but it was not easy to refine. With such a large effort, everyone felt that the Qingyang Sect was worthy of being a wealthy sect.

The monk who failed the trial immediately felt that the trip was well worth it.

While everyone was shouting, the flying boat passed through the clouds and landed on the ground, and everyone logged in one by one. An Ning and Xi Yu walked side by side. They were both very popular, and their aura was incompatible with other monks, so no one dared to come and talk.

This was just as Aning wanted. She stood alone on the deck of the ark, looking at the towering mountains in the distance, not knowing what she was thinking. It happened that the wind picked up at this time, and the gauze hat she was wearing was blown up, revealing a delicate and small face.

Xi Yu walked up to her again, holding in her hand the gauze hat that had been blown away by the wind.

"The fairy has a beautiful face, but this gauze hat is really an eyesore."

Aning looked up at him, her eyes as bright as paint. Dressed in lake green clothes, she was fresh and pleasant, like the brightest color in spring.

She took the gauze hat, holding the brim of the hat with a pair of delicate catkins and was about to bring it to her head. The flying boat bumped a little, and Xi Yu subconsciously reached out to help her. He saw the woman standing steadily, and the gauze hat was put on properly. He took back the gauze hat in embarrassment. Hands in the air.

The town is not far from Qingyang Sect, and Feizhou can reach the sect within an hour.