After the substitute junior sister was reborn, all nine senior brothers regretted it

The much-anticipated apprenticeship ceremony finally kicked off two days later.

The nine major sects all sent their best disciples to watch the ceremony. After all, Lord Guangfeng's direct disciples are likely to be the strongest combat power of the Kunlun Sect in the future, and the strongest combat power of the No. 1 sect in the world will most likely be the leader of the Taoist sect in the next two hundred years.

Now it is beneficial for each sect to take a look at the selection of the Kunlun Sect's strongest combat power in advance.

Kunlun faces the sea to the east. There are Kun in winter and whales in summer. Under Jiugu Waterfall, the purple air surges into the sky, and the east flow flows into the sea. The bottom of the sea is as green as emerald, and there are big fish coming from the north here to breathe out their spiritual power.

The martial arts arena for the competition - known to outsiders as Kunlun Terrace - is located on this island.

Countless islands are scattered in the sea, and the islands surround the Kunlun Terrace in the middle. The surrounding terrain is high and the middle is low enough to allow the surrounding audience to see the scene of the Kunlun Terrace clearly.

A hundred feet away, at a very high place, there are many palaces and mist, giving you a panoramic view of the whole world. Elders from various sects and monks with superior status in Kunlun were here to watch the competition.

When Zhao Huaicang and the others arrived, the islands were already crowded with people. There were some small boats scattered around, and some Taoists of unknown origin were fishing here.

Flying to hold the sword, looking down, the sea is like a mirror, reflecting the 800-mile-long mountain range of Kunlun Immortal Gate, releasing boundless spiritual power in all directions.

It is truly a rare grand event for the Immortal Sect!

The apprenticeship ceremony officially begins!

If the competing disciple is knocked off the Kunlun Platform, he will be declared a loser. Of course, if the disciples of the weaker side do not want to be knocked off the Kunlun Platform, then they will have no choice but to fight to the death.

After all, in the martial arts arena, life and death don't matter.

Kunlun senior brother Wei Yue is almost the youngest in the entire Taoist sect's Golden Core stage. His competition is placed in the first round.

It was somewhat intended to shock the sects.

At his age, plus twenty years, there is no disciple of the same level who can fight with him. So Kunlun arranged for a sixty-year-old Jin Danqi to fight against him.

The old man versus the youth, this game is more or less an exhibition match.

But Wei Yue's performance was still extremely good. Within four hundred moves, the outcome was decided.

Wei Yue did not forcibly knock the man off the Kunlun Terrace. The man bowed his hand and went down on his own in a dignified manner.

There was overwhelming cheers and applause all around.

Keeping your hands properly is a Taoist virtue on Kunlun Platform. Although life and death on the martial arts field do not matter, no disciple has actually died on the Kunlun Platform so far.

Most of the disciples felt that they couldn't beat them, so they stopped on their own. There are also those who are more stubborn, and sometimes their opponents will directly knock them off the Kunlun Platform and fall into the surrounding sea, but they are just more embarrassed.

After Wei Yue, the competition between other disciples became less interesting. After all, Zhuyu came first.

Nan Feiyan and his entourage arrived early and seemed determined to watch the apprenticeship ceremony from beginning to end.

What disappointed them was that from the rising sun to the setting sun, they did not see Gu Qinglan.

Only one Wang Shu was seen, and she also used the extremely lethal fire talisman to make them recognize her.

"What's the matter? It's almost over. Isn't your benefactor going to participate in the apprenticeship ceremony? Then we won't be able to find her?" The folding fan in Yan Pochuan's hand was smoking.

Nan Feiyan already had a pile of melon seed shells on hand, like a mountain: "Is it possible that this is her last show?"

Zhao Huaicang didn't speak, but his hand tightly gripping the seat revealed his inner anxiety.

A group of people were waiting for Gu Qinglan to finish the competition before pestering her.

But when the sun set, when strong winds blew from the sea, and when drizzle began to drift in the sky, Gu Qinglan still didn't appear.

Finally, the last competition began.

"We invite Yun Lanlan, a disciple of Lord Guangfeng, to face off against Gu Qinglan, a disciple of Lord Guangfeng!"

Zhao Huaicang and the others jumped up and sat up.

A disciple of Lord Guangfeng?

Nan Feiyan was startled and stretched her neck to look down: "I didn't expect that she was actually a disciple of Lord Guangfeng?! With such good skills, I think in actual combat, she is more than enough than Wei Yue. Why didn't she do it before? Ever heard of her?"

Not only had they never heard of Gu Qinglan's reputation, but in the past two days, they had been looking around for information, and all they heard were scraps about Gu Qinglan, such as "a good-for-nothing", "robbed of marriage", and "divorced".

When several people heard it, they really couldn't put these rumors on Gu Qinglan.

"Isn't Yun Lanlan the female cultivator who pretended to be a favor that day? I didn't expect that the person my benefactor was facing was actually her?" Yan Pochuan was also a little surprised.

I saw Yun Lanlan flying with her sword, tapping her toes, and Pinpin Tingting arrived on the Kunlun Platform. Everyone saw her clothes fluttering and the fragrant breeze blowing, like a fairy descending from the mortal world. The drizzle floating in the air seemed to be just to embellish her appearance.

"Sister Yun Lanlan! You! Are my god!"

"Senior Sister Yun is absolutely beautiful!"

"Sister Yun, come on!"

"Sister Yun! The light of Kunlun female cultivator!"

The shouts around her were almost as high as ever, especially the male cultivators from the Kunlun Sect, who were shouting for her almost desperately.

In this grand occasion, Wei Yue looked more like a character than when he came on stage just now.

"Is she so popular? Is she just this kind of person? You male cultivators really have no vision!" Nan Feiyan rolled her eyes.

"After all, she is known as the strongest female cultivator in the Kunlun Sect, and she has a good appearance, so it is understandable that she is popular." Yan Pochuan analyzed objectively.

Seeing how enthusiastic the disciples were, the elders on the high platform also touched their beards and cheered up to watch the last competition.

The head of Kunlun was very interested. He turned to Lord Guangfeng: "I am very optimistic about this female cultivator. Guangfeng, if you want to accept a female cultivator, I think Yun Lanlan is very good... Even if you want to accept one Male cultivators, in my opinion, it’s not impossible to add her as a direct successor..."

Lord Guangfeng watched the disciples chatting with each other all day, feeling a little annoyed, and his face looked so bad that he didn't look like he was easy to talk to.

The Emei Sect's Xinjue Master sitting next to her didn't look much prettier than Lord Guangfeng. Compared to Lord Guangfeng, she seemed to look down on the leader even more: "The leader likes this girl so much? Why don't you keep it yourself? ?What if her opponent is even better?"

The leader laughed loudly: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Master Xinjue said "ha", turned over the tortoise shell in his hand, and made a hexagram. The hexagrams are weird, a bit like risking one's life to survive.

So she said quietly: "I don't think so."

The leader's desire to win was aroused: "Of course I know the number of disciples in my own sect!"

"A gamble?" Master Xinjue laughed.

"What are you gambling?"

"Let's bet on the number of disciples who will enter the Xuan Cang Secret Realm after the new year! Whoever loses will let half of the number go!"

"it is good!"

These two people are like two firecrackers, exploding at a moment's notice. After so many years, neither side has changed a bit.

Guangfengjun rubbed his forehead, feeling even more annoyed.

There was a commotion on and off the stage for a long time, and everyone finally felt that something was wrong.

Why hasn't Gu Qinglan arrived yet?