I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

"Hey, you guys are also here to apprentice, right?"

There were already some disciples wearing holy land robes on the shore, waiting under a towering mountain.

When he saw so many people getting off a battleship, he hurried over.

Sikong Zhen went forward to meet him, cupped his hands and said, "In Xiabei Mozhou Mu, lead some young people to pay respects to the Holy Land."

Extra, he didn't say.

He is now just letting those Tianjiao worship into the Holy Land.

When the catastrophe is approaching, let these arrogances run away early and return to Beimo to make contributions.

As for the life and death of this holy place?
Sorry, it has nothing to do with him.

Naturally, he couldn't tell the people of the Holy Land about this kind of thing.

"So it's the state shepherd of Beimo."

The man looked him up and down and smiled.

"You guys came in time. Today is the last day to accept apprentices. Please report your names and I will record them."

"Sikong Jianmo, Hong Kang'an, Hu Han, Hu Yong...Xiao Chengfeng, Xu Yixian...Shangguan Wan'er, Ye Nan."

Sikong Zhen announced the names of all Tianjiao in one breath.

Including Sikong Jianmo, there are five Tianjiao in Beimo.

There are a total of six people from Southern Xinjiang and Xizhou.

Together with Xiao Chengfeng and Ye Nan Shangguan Wan'er, there were seventeen in total.

While Sikong Zhen was speaking, the disciple of the Holy Land was recording.

After half a cup of tea, all the lists were memorized.

The disciple bowed politely and said, "You all come with me."

Immediately.

He led Sikong Zhen and Tianjiao into the interior of the island.

As for the accompanying soldiers on the battleship, as well as the shepherds of the two states of Xizhou in southern Xinjiang, they were waiting on the battleship.

Sikong Zhen and others passed by along the way.

I saw that the clouds covered the fog, and the weather was myriad.

The beautiful mountains and peaks are hidden in the clouds, and the cranes and elk play freely.

A sense of immortality.

"You have come all the way, you should know what our holy land is facing now."

Along the way, the disciple who led the way told him, "In two and a half months, the Holy Land of Hehuan will come."

"So, now is the time when we are employing people. As long as the talent is not too bad, basically everyone can enter."

Speaking of this, he glanced sideways at Ye Nan, but didn't speak.

Shangguan Wan'er noticed this detail, and her heart sank.

Although the disciple leading the way said this very politely.

But people with a discerning eye can tell as soon as they hear it, if the talent is not too bad, you can get in, but if the talent is very bad, you must not get in.

However, she did not speak.

"That's that, brother, don't worry, most of the people I brought are not bad, and they will definitely contribute to the Holy Land during the war."

Sikong Zhen laughed.

Speaking of this, he also glanced at Ye Nan.

You dude, you must not get in!
Ye Nan didn't care, it was very pleasant to follow behind the team and watch the scenery.

Along a winding road, everyone soon came to a big mountain.

Looking around, I can see that the mountains are tall and straight, with overlapping peaks, like a dragon standing upright, piercing into the clouds.

"Because today is the last day, there are fewer people who come to apprentice than the previous few days. I will take you to the square."

The disciple who led the way said, he used his physical skills and led everyone up the mountain.

call out!call out!call out!
There was a sound of breaking wind, and everyone quickly reached the top of the mountain.

look around.

I saw that this is a large square, covering an area of ​​tens of acres.

At this moment, hundreds of people are standing in the square, waiting anxiously.

"It's already morning, why hasn't the Holy Master come yet? Could it be that we won't be accepting disciples today?"

"No, I heard that this generation of Holy Master loves to sleep late, so he probably hasn't woken up yet."

"You really have a big heart. The family will be destroyed in two more months, and you can still sleep. Admiration, admiration."

"..."

Tianjiao who came to apprentice to chat with each other constantly, it was very lively.

Ye Nan didn't say anything, just stood on the square and waited quietly.

"Brother Ye..."

Shangguan Wan'er was sweating for Ye Nan.

clang clang-

Not long after, not far away, a melodious morning bell rang suddenly.

follow closely.

A streak of light streaked across the sky and landed in the center of the square.

This is a middle-aged man with handsome features.

Wearing a half black, half white Taoist robe, holding a gray dust whisk in his hand.

He is the Lord of Yin and Yang——Yun Fusheng.

"I kept you waiting for a long time."

Yun Fusheng flicked his whisk and looked around.

After taking a look, his face was slightly happy.

Well, the cultivation base of these people is not bad.

"Holy Lord, please accept me as a disciple!"

"No, accept me as an apprentice first, I am willing to be the first to rush out and kill the Quartet when the disaster is imminent!"

"And me, I am willing to dedicate my precious life to the life and death of the Holy Land!"

"..."

Everyone cheered up in a hurry and showed their best state.

These men were the sons of nearby fishermen.

To know.

The land here belongs to the Holy Land of the East China Sea, and it is full of aura.

Even some fishermen's sons, after absorbing the aura of heaven and earth more and more, the lowest level of cultivation is the realm of Wujun.

It was so exciting to see these people there.

Yun Fusheng was extremely happy, and said in a gentle tone: "I know everyone's thoughts."

"However, it's too unfortunate that I have already recruited all my disciples a few days ago, and now it's the turn of the four peak masters to come and recruit them."

"If you are talented, then show it off and try to be admitted."

The voice fell.

Several streamers of light rushed over and landed one by one.

After these streamers landed, they immediately condensed into one young woman after another.

There are four women in total. They wear light veils, their eyes are like distant blacks, their eyebrows are like ink paintings, and their bodies are slim and slender. They are all beautiful.

It is the peak owner of the four peaks of the Yin-Yang Holy Land.

They are the junior sisters of the contemporary holy master Yun Fusheng.

call out!call out!call out!
At this moment.

Some disciples who were admitted to the Holy Land a few days ago.

And some old disciples also came from all directions to join in the fun.

They all want to see which junior is handsome this time.

And which little junior sister is beautiful.

Maybe he was lucky enough to meet a handsome junior who no one wanted, and he just happened to be able to catch him.

Some people who came to apprentice also stood on tiptoe and tried hard to look at the four elders.

I want to see which peak master is the most beautiful.

And which peak master is like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, so beautiful.

"Wow, the four peak masters are so beautiful, like fairies, that's great!"

"Yeah, all of them are shameless flowers in the closed moon, like fish and wild goose. I don't know if that holy son is blind. If such a beautiful beauty doesn't look at it, he must go to the Holy Land of Acacia. It's really speechless."

"Isn't it..."

Some newcomers who came to apprentice were amazed at the beauty of these four peak masters, and they all whispered about each other.

"This peak master."

Sikong Zhen opened his mouth suddenly, looked at an elder and respectfully said: "My son Sikong Jianmo is very talented, and he can carry a tripod...Look, do you want to be seated?"