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Five years have passed, and it is time for newly selected disciples to enter the Shangqing Realm.

Because there was no interference from the entry-level disciple selection this year, this batch of newly-selected disciples came very neatly, and the Full Moon Hall was bustling with people. Children are naturally lively, and the voices are full of people, with various accents coming out from time to time, which is noisy and interesting.

After counting the number of people, the teacher and nurse of Tianshimen couldn't help frowning, and asked the monks beside him strangely.

"Why...there are so few newly selected disciples in Linjiang City? Only five?"

Five places are already on the line. Like other places, some have recruited more than 30 freshmen.

Because the number of disciples coming from Linjiang City is very small, it is also very conspicuous. I saw a little boy in green brocade clothes in the crowd, with a black mole on the tip of his nose, and he looked like he was not smart. If he was at home, he would be the most obedient Beloved.

His name is Yu Erhui, and he is a distant relative of Mrs. Jiang in Linjiang City. He is six years old this year. He was taken to the Tianshimen because of the three spiritual roots of water, wood, and soil.

At this time, he proudly raised his head among a group of young chicken-like newly selected disciples, with an exaggerated expression, like a beautiful green peacock.

"Hehe, does Second Young Master Jiang know? He and I... have known each other since we were in Linjiang City, and he even hugged me when I was young! According to seniority, I want to call him little uncle! His mortal dog, The dog tag I wear with my own hands! Just ask you, are you serious?"

The Second Young Master Jiang is the only disciple of the master Chai Jingyan, who has a peerless spiritual root. He has practiced diligently in the past five years, and he has been among the best in almost every quiz. Xinxing, although he has never returned to Linjiang City, has become a legend in the world.

Sure enough, when these little monks heard it, their eyes widened, admiring and envious, no less than modern children hearing their friends say that their little uncle is Batman.

After being divided into other courtyards, Yu Erhui had just made up her bed and was about to take a rest when a group of young disciples ran in humming.

"Master Yu, please take us to meet Mr. Jiang Er! We really want to see what kind of demeanor Mr. Xuehun is!"

Yu Erhui rolled her eyes, lay down on the bed, crossed her legs, thinking that what he said just now was bragging, showing that she was not ordinary, he was only one year old when Second Young Master Jiang left, how could he really see him? noodle?

On the contrary, his favorite beauty elder brother, Jiang Youlin, wrote letters with Jiang Qinfeng from time to time, and that's where he got some details.

Seeing him playing tricks, the disciples of these aristocratic families are not unreasonable, they looked at each other for a while, and said:

"It must be very embarrassing. After all, we just came here. Look, this is our pocket money for this month. Two thousand spirit stones, is it enough? Take us there!"

Seeing Qian's eyes open, Yu Erhui immediately stood up, put her arms around the shoulders of her fellow countrymen, and blew her long hair at the temples in one breath.

"We come from the same place, and we will all be cultivators of the Shangqing Realm in the future. This Lingshi-hehe! It's just right."

He took four young monks to the New Moon Courtyard of the Second Young Master Jiang, and was told by the guard that there would be a sword control class at Tianwu Sect this afternoon, and not only Jiang Qinfeng was not there, but his bedmates were also not there.

Yu Erhui only knows a grassroots cultivator named Xie Lingtan. It seems that the beauty elder brother hates him very much. Every time he mentions this person, he always frowns, hey, such a beautiful young man, even if he frowns, people can't take his eyes off him. Then, he didn't like Xie Lingtan anymore, thinking that he must be a rude and ugly little devil.

"We are in a hurry, can you take us to that Tianwumen?"

The teacher and nurse saw that he was indeed from Linjiang City Mansion, and thought that since he was the nephew of Second Young Master Jiang, he was in a hurry to find someone, so there was no reason for him to refuse.

"You come with me."

Jiang Qinfeng's swordsmanship for the first four years was personally guided by Chai Jingyan.The cold sky sword technique, between the sword moves, the ice spirit surges, advances can be attacked, retreated can be defended, it is very suitable for Jiang Qinfeng's temperament.But starting this year, Chai Jingyan advised him to practice more with his peers to increase his actual combat experience, and only then did he start taking the Tianwumen's Yujian class.

Before he came, the Yujian class was dominated by Shi Gongxuan and Xie Lingtan.

The lion male Xuan Linggen is powerful, but his temper is arrogant and lazy, even the best lions are lazy; Xie Lingtan Linggen can only be called ordinary, but day after day of hard work coupled with Jiang Qinfeng's panacea feeding, and from the beginning The mysterious swordsmanship extracted from the system, with countless efforts, was able to fight Shi Gongxuan inextricably.

A golden sword, flashes and thunders at every turn; a sword that can be used anywhere, seems to have dragon fire gushing out between slashing and slashing.Every time the two of them compare swords, the arena is always scorched black and full of scars.

Such a difficult situation changed after Jiang Qinfeng came.

Yu Erhui saw a group of people gathered around the ring, and the sword cultivator of Tianwumen was also standing aside, as if something extremely interesting was happening.He heard Jiang Qinfeng and Shi Gongxuan being discussed in the crowd, and immediately rushed in with his four younger brothers.

"Uncle! Ouch! My little uncle! Look at me, my nephew!"

His little uncle, a young cultivator known as "Snow Soul Little Master", was standing on the stage with a tall body at this time.

Because Yu Erhui was standing under the stage and looking up, he felt that his long dark hair, gentle eyebrows, and straight nose bridge were all blurred in the golden sunlight, and his whole body exuded a wonderful brilliance. Light.

"Master Lion, please advise."

When he said this, the corners of Jiang's second son's eyes were slightly raised, and he seemed to be smiling but not a smile. It was obviously a provocative expression, but it made people not annoyed. At least the young man in Huayi who was standing directly opposite him was slightly taken aback, as if he was about to Throw away the golden sword in your hand for him.

The monks competed with swords, and the winner was decided in an instant, but this lion boy seemed to be procrastinating on purpose. After several rounds of close combat, he was still dodging frequently. He was close to the body, but he took the opportunity to hook the young man's slender waist.

Jiang Qinfeng raised his foot and kicked Shi Gongxuan off the ring, holding his sword behind him, condescending, with a white chin, beautiful lines, and a slender neck, like a proud swan.

He clicked his tongue dissatisfied.

"Mr. Lion, you are so boring. It's just a sword competition. What are you thinking?"

The little uncle's voice is soft and pleasant, like light snow falling on the heart.

Sitting on the ground, Shi Gongxuan squinted his eyes and looked up, from those bright eyes to the soft lips, a little bit down, the chin, Adam's apple, and faintly fair skin were hidden in the conservative skirt, which made people feel uncomfortable. People daydream.

"think--"

Jiang Qinfeng probably thought of what he was going to say, and looked embarrassed.

Lion Lord Xuan changed his words: "I want to win, but Mr. Jiang is too powerful. I can't beat him."

His white-haired lion cub walked up to him, flicking its long tail, with aggrieved eyes.

Although Yu Erhui was precociously brought up by the beautiful brother, but after all, she has a child's heart, so she naturally couldn't see this lingering style of play, there was no lightning, only electric shock, and she thought that the lion boy was playing tricks to disgust her little uncle.

After witnessing this beautiful fight, he has become a supporter of the little uncle, and said in a vicious voice: "Mr. Lion, rubbish! You are so bad!"

"Next, Xie Lingtan."

Yu Erhui rubbed her eyes.

No way!This purple-haired boy who is as handsome as a god is the dirty, smelly, disgusting little devil that the beauty's brother said?Why is it so different?

"Master Jiang, please."

He even had such a nice voice.

Yu Erhui covered her mouth in disbelief.

After this game is beaten, it is the real excitement.

Jiang Qinfeng has had many fights with Xie Lingtan these years, so he had a lot of fun coming and going.

About a year ago, Xie Lingtan possessed supernatural power due to the poison, and was able to hold him tightly with his hands after several back and forth. Every time he looked at the red mark he left on Jiang Qinfeng's snow-white skin, Xie Lingtan would always say A few words of apology, which are not obvious on the surface, but actually feel extremely distressed.

But starting this year, Jiang Qinfeng's cultivation seems to have reached a new level, and Xie Lingtan's cultivation has gradually fallen behind him.

The peak of Lingxin Sword flickered with cold light, like a shooting star pointing at Xie Lingtan's heart.

Xie Lingtan gazed at this young boy tenderly, from his ignorant eyes like a puppy to his tall and graceful figure, he felt a rare sense of satisfaction.

The two smiled tacitly, there was no grievance, and the point was over, the winner was already decided.

The sword cultivator of Tianwumen announced: "Jiang Qinfeng, the winner of this class, will be rewarded with two thousand spirit stones."

Xu Xiaofeng walked up, the freckles on his face became lighter, and he looked like a lively young man, standing on his head was Jiang Xiaoyou and two phoenixes, which were harmonious.

"Oh, I was selected by Shi Gongxuan again. I suspect that he is targeting me! Is it easy for me to learn a sword from a medical family? Sigh, my sister..."

Jiang Qinfeng smiled and took Jiang Xiaoyou to comfort Xu Xiaofeng, who was depressed, but was suddenly surrounded by a group of children, and the group of little chickens just reached his waist height.

Yu Erhui came out, and smiled: "Meet my little uncle, my nephew is Yu Erhui, come to Linjiang City Mansion, and say hello to you on behalf of Brother Jiang Youlin."

"You neighbor?"

Just as Jiang Qinfeng wanted to ask in detail, there were gusts of wind chimes from the Great Hall of the Supreme Qing, and the sound waves were tangible and spread far.

Xie Lingtan: "This is the summoning bell of the Great Hall of the Qing Dynasty. There is an urgent matter."

"Go back and wait first, give me your address, and I will come to you when I am free."

Yu Erhui wanted to say more, but saw the three of them flying swords at the same time, and together with other monks present, they rushed to the Shangqing Hall together like shooting stars in the daytime.

"I called everyone here today for one thing."

The face of the Lord of the Realm, Gongsun Xi, has not changed, and he still looks like a kind and friendly middle-aged man.

His thick voice echoed in the Great Hall of the Supreme Qing.

"The five-year disciple competition in the three realms of comprehension will be held after January. The venue for the exchange of Daoism in the three realms will be set up in the Lingbao realm. Our eleventh realm masters have already drawn up suitable candidates. Five people from each of the six sects were selected to go, a total of 30 disciples, led by Gongsun Ying, the master of Tianshimen, and now, the monks whose names I have read come out..."

In fact, five years ago, when Jiang Qinfeng came to Shangqing, the three realms of Daoism exchanges were held in Kaihuang Realm, but Chai Jingyan's entry-level disciple selection was too popular, and the whole realm was rushing about for his ten demands. There is no news.

Undoubtedly, Jiang Qinfeng, Xie Lingtan, and Shi Gongxuan represented the newly selected disciples of the Tianshimen. Xu Xiaofeng was trembling, and when he heard his name, he breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to stay in another courtyard alone.

The last place belongs to Shen Mengling, and the team of five are all old acquaintances.

"Oops, my sister is in the medical repair team, and she has to bow her head and see her again!"

Xu Xiaofeng stood in the line and secretly complained. His sister Xu Xiaolong was just standing opposite him, threatening his younger brother with two fingers like gouging his eyes.

Shen Mengling's elder sister, Shen Miaoyan, was also inside, and the situation here was much more peaceful, Shen Mengling nodded to Shen Miaoyan, showing a bright smile.

"Oh, that's amazing, Gu Jiaohu is here too."

The reality is so cruel, after five years, Gu Jiaohu did not return to the position of head of Tiandingmen, but because of the matchmaking between Jiang Qinfeng and Xie Lingtan, he married Shen Miaoyan last year.

Jiang Qinfeng was chatting secretly with Xie Lingtan, causing Shi Gongxuan to look sideways, and his expression was even worse, because his cousin Shi Gongxun stood in the Tianwumen team opposite him.

"Disciples of Tianshumen going to battle: Xu Xingxing, Ning Shuangxue, Meng Chenchen..."

After reading the list, Gongsun Xi took a breath and paused before continuing.

"I hope you can understand and gain something in the competition of the three realms of comprehension. Such an experience is extremely helpful for breakthroughs... The Lingbao Realm is located under the deep sea. Before going, you must prepare in advance. Shangqing The main hall will give you a subsidy of [-] spirit stones... Three days later, in the morning, gather at this place, take the silver dragon, and head to the Lingbao Realm."

After three days?

Jiang Qinfeng frowned slightly.

Is he going to bid farewell to Master?