First Summoner

When Zhuge Youlin heard this, he immediately said arrogantly: "Master, don't let us beat you to tears!"

Elder Qi raised his eyebrows with interest, "Oh? So confident? Then let me see your current strength."

The eight people looked at each other.

Start playing!

The battle was extremely fierce.

About an hour and a half later, the eight Shuras all fell to the ground, panting and looking exhausted.

The red-haired boy with a bruised face and nose shed two lines of tears, looking as if he had no desire to live.

On the other hand, Elder Qi's hair was just a little messy and his robe was cut in a few places, but he did not have any injuries on his body.

Elder Qi looked down at them, shook his head slightly, sighed deeply, and then walked away with a swagger.

Extremely insulting.

Elder Qi walked a hundred meters away before he stopped and looked back at the disciples lying on the ground. He said calmly, "In half a month, I hope you can make me injured."

Then he hummed a little tune and left happily.

"Master is truly invincible..."

The faint sound of these words made Shen Yan and the others feel even more complicated.

Zhuge Youlin lay on the ground, looking at the blue sky, and said sadly: "How can we be so weak?! If we leave Qiankun Sect, we will be easily beaten to death. I don't want to be a cabbage to be slaughtered."

Xiao Zechuan corrected: "It's salted fish."

"It's a fish..." Pei Su was also shocked and his voice was weak.

At this moment, Shen Yan's eyes fell on the blue sky, but what she was thinking about was Shen Huai, the Helian family, and the Lu family.

She slowly raised her hand to block out the sunlight, and her eyes in the shadow flashed with a hint of dark emotions.

After a moment, Shen Yan stood up.

She looked at them and asked, "Do you want to continue fighting?"

"Yes!" Zhuge Youlin answered the fastest.

Jiang Xianyue stood up directly, held the trident in his hand, and smiled at Shen Yan.

The friends all stood up, even Chi Yue who almost fell asleep on the ground stood up. He was still sleepy, but several vines sprouted around his feet, as if he was ready for a fight.

"Even if you are injured, don't cry." Xiao Zechuan said expressionlessly.

Wen Yuchu smiled lightly: "I haven't cried yet, but I think Xiao has cried."

Zhuge Youlin grinned, "Gouchuan, cry!"

A few people looked at each other and started fighting.

Fight with real guns and swords!

No special mercy!

Shen Yan knocked them to the ground with a sword, and at the moment of falling, Chi Yue actually controlled the vines to drill out from the ground and stabbed towards their backs!

Several people quickly avoided it.

Countless spiritual threads intertwined, and Yu Changying's hidden weapons were continuously shot out. As Wen Yuchu's piano music exploded, Shen Yan and Xiao Zechuan faced each other with weapons in mid-air, neither giving in!

Boom boom boom——

Pei Su swung out both swords, cutting through the airflow in space and heading straight towards Jiang Xianyue.

Jiang Xianyue dodged extremely quickly.

At this moment, Yu Changying transformed into an armored soldier, waving the spear in his hand, and the air blade whizzed out, forcing Pei Su to retreat half a step!

The sound of the piano keeps coming, and my brain is about to explode!

Eight people killed each other!

Fight from day to night!

Fortunately, Wentian Mountain was covered by an invisible barrier, so the sound of the battle could not be heard.

As the fight went on, several people advanced one after another.

No one is willing to admit defeat!

The fight continued from night to day!

It was not until Elder Qi returned that he discovered that several of them had bloody heads and severe injuries on their bodies, and their faces were as pale as those of people who had been dead for three days.

The key is that they are still fighting.

Elder Qi was stunned for a few seconds, frowned suddenly, then moved a chair out of the hall, took out some melon seeds, and ate them while watching them fight.

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you still so angry?"

"No, the force used to swing the sword is wrong. You should release the force first and then gather it. Only in this way can you exert the greatest power."

"Youlin, why did you fall down? No, get up quickly, look how powerful they are. Swallow some gold and fight again."

"This sword is good! Yanyan, it's all about grasping this strength!"

"Wow, Changying, good beating!"

"Yuchu, run! Why don't you run? You can't eat elegance!"

Elder Qi watched and commented excitedly.

The battle ended only when Shen Yan summoned Wu Ying.

Elder Qi stood up slowly, dusted himself off, and put the remaining melon seeds into his pocket. He straightened his back, put his hands behind his back, and his face showed a hint of seriousness and majesty, as if he had become a different person.

He walked towards them step by step with steady steps. When he came in front of them, Elder Qi nodded slightly, his eyes swept across everyone's face, and finally stopped at them, saying: "Not bad today, keep up the good work."

"Go back and take a rest."

A few people responded weakly.

...

In the following days, when they were fighting, Elder Qi would occasionally enter the battle circle and personally teach them their moves.

It was also during these few days that Shen Yan and his companions felt that their strength had improved by leaps and bounds, and they became more and more passionate about cultivation.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it has been three months since Shen Yan and the other eight came to Qiankun Sect.

From the three classes at the beginning to Elder Qi’s personal teaching and actual practice, they have grown rapidly.

Everyone in the Qiankun Sect also knew that Elder Qi had accepted eight direct disciples, and these eight people all came from the same lower world continent.

However, they are very low-key and seldom leave Mount Wentian.

Therefore, many disciples of the Qiankun Sect have never seen them.

...

This day was the day when the Qiankun Sect’s team set out for the Linghuang Secret Realm.

The eight Shuras followed Elder Qi out of Wentian Mountain, crossed the long mountain road, and finally arrived at the square outside Qiankun Sect. At this time, hundreds of disciples had gathered in the square, their expressions were excited, and their eyes were shining with anticipation and nervousness.

The third elder, Dong Zhuxue, stood at the front of the crowd. She was wearing a white robe and had a cold expression on her face. Only when she saw Shen Yan behind Elder Qi did her features soften unconsciously.

Dong Zhuxue approached and called out, "Elder Qi."

Elder Qi nodded and smiled in response.

At this moment, many disciples in the square focused their attention on Elder Qi. They raised their hands respectfully, saluted, and shouted in unison: "Greetings, Elder Qi!"

Elder Qi nodded slightly upon seeing this.

Then, he turned to look at Shen Yan and the other eight people behind him, motioning them to join the crowd.

Shen Yan and the other eight nodded in agreement, and under the gaze of everyone, they stepped into the crowd.

Everyone was amazed by their looks, thinking to themselves, are these the disciples that Elder Qi accepted? They are really good-looking.

Shen Yan noticed someone was looking at her, so she followed the line of sight and saw a young woman dressed as a disciple staring at her.

Shen Yan vaguely guessed her identity.

Helian Yujie.

The second daughter of the Helian family.