Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

Yu Wangqiu was in a trance. He waved his sleeves and asked another disciple to watch. After he finished, he came to his senses and turned his head sharply to look at Hua Xia with anger: "Lin Heng, take care of your daughter!"

"Be careful, or you'll lose your life again!"

These words immediately aroused Lin Heng's dissatisfaction. Lin Heng was a Buddhist person, and his daughter was his only weak spot. Upon seeing this, he immediately drew out a long sword.

Yu Wangqiu naturally did not want to be outdone. Besides, his current level was no longer something that Lin Heng could defeat.

The two were about to start fighting by circulating their spiritual energy when suddenly a subtle sound of a teacup being put down, which was overlooked by their memory, broke into the noise.

Lin Heng and Yu Wangqiu, who were at loggerheads just now, suddenly became deflated like balls and stopped fighting.

Hua Xia still smiled with her eyes curved. She raised her hand to feed him a nut and looked at Shen Changshu who was sitting on the high seat.

The latter casually withdrew his hand that had put down the teacup, his eyes indifferently and vaguely falling on the bronze mirror, as if he was watching the trial in the tower.

"Ancestor, this is the last competition, but the spy from the Demon Sect has not revealed his true identity yet. I wonder what his purpose is." The Sect Leader walked to the side of Shen Changshu and reported in a low voice.

Shen Changshu seemed not to have heard it and remained unmoved. The head of the sect had no choice but to look more carefully.

The disciples who were sent out to check the Demon Realm came back to report that the Demon Realm was as quiet as ever, with no movement at all.

All this calmness cannot make the leader feel at ease, he always feels that all this is like the calm before the storm.

At the end of the Nine-story Pagoda trial, the last person to come out was Yin Tianchuan, who was slightly injured but the only one who broke out of the Nine-story Pagoda.

As soon as Yin Tianchuan came out, the sect leader immediately went up to him to check on his injuries, because, since the beginning of the early 20 years, Yin Tianchuan had been accepted as a direct disciple by the sect leader Yue Mian, and was also intended to be the future successor to the sect leader.

However, it was at that time that the hero of the world and the villain became enemies.

During the disciple trial that year, the sect leader used the gimmick of allowing the person who won the trial to become the ancestor's disciple. The sect leader just wanted the ancestor to have a disciple under the Tianqing Sect, even if it was an outer sect.

After all, the ancestor had never gained any benefits from the Tianqing sect. Instead, he blessed Tianqing and made it the number one sect in the world of cultivation. With such an unrestrained relationship, he, as the sect leader, was always afraid that one day the ancestor would suddenly leave, either in seclusion or to join another sect.

Originally, Yue Mian thought that he was just an outer disciple and the ancestor would not care about such a small matter.

However, at that time, Yin Tianchuan used his extremely strong talent and even defeated an outer sect cultivator in the early stage of Golden Core by jumping over the level of Foundation Establishment Stage. With such a talent, he would be a disciple that the Immortals would fight for in any sect.

However, after being informed, Shen Changshu showed no mercy and said in front of everyone that he would not accept any disciples.

Yin Tianchuan had a natural admiration for powerful cultivators like Shen Changshu. When he saw this, his eyes turned red and he angrily demanded the reason. In the end, he only got eight words.

"Too much dust, and the mind is not right."

The ancestor's words were like holy words to cultivators. These eight light words directly sentenced Yin Tianchuan to death. The latter questioned why he had clearly said that he would accept the first student as a disciple, but now he went back on his word.

By that time, Shen Changshu had already left.

Yue Mian felt quite guilty, and after explaining to Yin Tianchuan, he accepted Yin Tianchuan as his direct disciple, taught him carefully, and gave him all he knew, which led to the world's male protagonist who is now making rapid progress.

As the protagonist of the world, the male protagonist naturally has hidden strength. The rank he has revealed now is only half of his real strength.

Hua Xia cracked melon seeds with great interest, looking at the male protagonist of the world.

The elders counted the scores on the spot and projected the list on a brocade book in mid-air, which stood in front of everyone.

250 looked at the number behind the original owner's name at the end of the list: [......]

What a big zero.

Hua Xia curled her lips, feeling a little aggrieved, and muttered, "Why don't you even give me a bit of sympathy?"

In modern times, at least you can get two points for writing a character explanation on the test paper!

It's really boring.

Looking up, as expected, the protagonist's name was at the top of the list.

the first!

Hua Xia lay in the chair, rocking without getting up, listening to the noisy discussions around her.

Amid the noise, Lin Heng's cautious and comforting voice could be heard: "Xin'er, it's okay. After all, we are the first place."

Yes, last place.

250: [......] He wanted the host to be first, but the host ended up being last.

There was a lot of noise. After everyone looked at the list, their eyes were focused on the most dazzling man in the crowd. Yin Tianchuan was the focus of everyone's discussion. He raised his eyes and looked up calmly.

On the high platform, Yue Mian stood beside Shen Changshu and asked the old ancestor if he had anyone he was interested in taking as a disciple.

In this disciple election, the first to bear the brunt is the male protagonist of the world, but there are many other outstanding people, such as the female protagonist of the world who has inherited the semi-immortal heritage.

The leader mentioned several candidates.

Shen Changshu looked at the list, glanced at it and then looked away.

Then he stood up and disappeared on the spot.

Yue Mian was a little disappointed. The sect's election had come to a successful conclusion, but he had no clue about the demon spy he wanted to investigate, and the ancestor's plan to recruit disciples was also unsuccessful.

"Hey!"

"Hey? Why is that person's name lit up on the list? And the color is gold?" A sharp-eyed person in the crowd exclaimed in surprise.

Upon hearing this, Yue Mian immediately raised his drooping head, his eyes lit up again, and he quickly scanned the front of the list, but saw nothing.

So his gaze slowly shifted downwards, and the light in his eyes became dimmer and dimmer the further he looked. Finally, when his gaze fell on the name of the last person, he finally saw the name that was deliberately marked.

"Lin Xiner..." Yue Man said, and his whole face wrinkled in an instant.

He turned his head to look at the woman lying on the recliner, doing nothing, being useless and accomplishing nothing. The more he looked, the less he understood.

The spiritual energy above this name is the spiritual power of the ancestor. Obviously, this is the ancestor's intention, and this is the person chosen by the ancestor.

"..." For the first time, Yue Mian questioned the respected ancestor.

"Could it be that the ancestor read the order of the list wrong?"

Obviously, this is impossible.

Yue Mian suddenly felt what the elder felt when he went to collect the pills yesterday, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood.

The woman in the rocking chair was being noticed, but she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She was eating her snacks happily.

How can I be a disciple of Wuchen Palace if I look like this?

Even if he becomes a cleaning disciple, I'm afraid this person is not worthy of being used!

Everyone was still waiting for him to announce the news and answer their questions, but helplessly, the head of the sect raised his head and howled in his heart, gritted his teeth and announced: "The ancestor wants to let Lin Xiner enter the Wuchen Palace."

The ancestor didn’t say, but it must be the cleaning disciples!

He must be fed up with this person's lazy behavior!

Hua Xia: “…” Why did she hear the sound of gnashing teeth from the headmaster’s mouth?