The strongest Naruto is reborn

Lin Jiutian did not continue to persuade.

Instead, he lowered his head and seemed thoughtful.

The movement observation technique was used again, covering Song Yu's body.

It turned out that his luck was still black.

At this moment, Song Yu suddenly turned around and looked at him. That look was so cold that Lin Jiutian couldn't help but tremble slightly. Then react immediately.

It is simply unscientific for me to tremble just because of the look of a monk whose cultivation level is lower than mine. However, such an unscientific scene actually happened, and even now he had an inexplicable feeling when he thought about that sight.

He didn't dare to use the movement observation technique on Song Yu. Although Lin Jiutian didn't know why, he always had a strange feeling in his heart. It seems that if he continues like this, disaster will happen.

Glancing strangely at Song Yu, who had turned his head, Lin Jiutian lowered his eyes and wanted to use the secret technique he accidentally learned to deduce Song Yu's past. However, no matter how he calculated, it seemed that there was nothing strange about Song Yu's past.

Where did the change begin?

Lin Jiutian thought about it and calculated it carefully again.

Finally, it suddenly stopped when Ji Wushen was besieged by the Jiang family, and Song Yu was seriously injured and entered the new immortal world.

However, just when he wanted to continue to speculate, there seemed to be a cold pressure in the void that suddenly fell on him. Following the other party's heavy snort, Lin Jiutian felt a chill running down his back, his mind suddenly became dazed, and there was a buzzing in his ears. Soon a heartbreaking pain swept through his whole body. If he hadn't been strong enough, he might not even be able to maintain his image at this time.

His throat felt a little itchy. Lin Jiutian opened his mouth and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out.

"puff"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Lin Jiutian felt his eyes go dark.

At the last moment when he fainted, a thought suddenly appeared in Lin Jiutian's mind.

"It's embarrassing and embarrassing."

"Uncle Lin"

"master"

"Senior Brother Lin"

Various names and people from all directions flew towards the high platform quickly, but the ones closest to them were Chu Xia and others. Hao Yingjun was the second person to come to him after Chu Xia. He held his wrist and spread the wood fairy power directly into his meridians, and suddenly frowned.

It's a pity that this place is not a good place to talk, and I saw a lot of people surrounding me. Hao Yingjun looked solemn and shouted loudly:

"Everyone retreated. Junior Brother Lin was momentarily distracted. Two people came to lead Junior Brother Lin away with me."

Hao Yingjun is a disciple of God Ji Wu, so naturally many people know him. This time there are people who come and want to join Hao Yingjun and others. Although they are not the people you are looking forward to, they all have the same backer behind them.

Therefore, many people were slightly disappointed when they heard Hao Yingjun's words. If Hao Yingjun leaves, they may not be able to enter his house.

The same goes for Yu Rongxuan and others.

Hao Yingjun quickly grabbed Lin Jiutian, and two other people from the Nirvana Sect took him into the main hall at the back. Yu Rongxuan, Chu Xia and others also went there together.

All of a sudden, most of the high-rise buildings above the main peak were gone.

However, because the rest still needed to continue, some people were left behind.

But the disciples who are still above all know that if they want to become the leader or other high-level monks, it will be much more difficult than before.

As the character test of the last disciple was completed, one of the elders took off the spirit stone and held it in his hand.

For those disciples who are not particularly good in character, there is naturally no way to enter the inner sect. No matter how good your qualifications are.

Of course, it is not that there are no high-level monks in the outer sect, but most of the elders of the outer sect stay in the outer sect because they are unwilling to accept disciples.

If you really have an average mind but excellent qualifications, it is not impossible to become a member of these elders. If trained well, the final result is not bad.

Thinking that the leader and other high-level officials were not around, the remaining monks quickly asked some of the disciples they were interested in. Of course, they will not really admit people with excellent qualifications. After all, if you accept someone as your apprentice, they may not necessarily be able to teach others.

Soon, everyone received quite satisfactory disciples.

There are still a few extremely qualified disciples left on the entire main peak and a group of disciples who can only stay in the outer sect.

The disciples who could only stay in the outer sect were naturally very unconvinced, but they could clearly see the color on the spirit stone. Although they don’t understand what it means, someone will naturally explain it to them later.

Sure enough, less than a quarter of an hour later, a monk came out of the temple.

After whispering to one of the elders for a while, the elder nodded.

"You have excellent qualifications and good character. The leader will accept you as ordinary disciples in advance. If you perform well, you can be selected as a direct disciple under special circumstances. You are willing." Although the elder is very envious of these disciples with excellent qualifications, he I also understand that my own abilities are not enough to teach them anything. It is better to follow the leader. You must know who the leader knows first. It is better to follow him than to follow a master like yourself.

After all, with such good qualifications, it’s best not to bury them.

Almost without hesitation, several people knelt down and worshiped:

"Disciple is willing."

They replied in unison, and saw that the disciples who were unable to enter the inner gate all had jealous faces. Of course, there were also some who appeared to be calm and calm, but in fact, the hands hidden in their sleeves were turned white by their own squeezes. .

A disciple recruitment meeting was completely over in just a few days.

In the inner hall on the other side, Lin Jiutian still closed his eyes tightly. Hao Yingjun pursed his lips and kept squeezing Lin Jiutian's arm, without speaking for a long time.

The entire inner hall was so quiet that even the breathing students could hear clearly. Everyone held their breath and did not dare to make a sound, so as not to disturb Hao Yingjun.

"What's wrong?" Chu Xia asked immediately when she saw Hao Yingjun lowered his hand.

Hao Yingjun shook his head realistically and said: "It's not good. Most of the meridians have been broken. I don't know why he is unconscious."

If he was awake, there would be no problem if his meridians were activated. But the key is that the other party is in a coma, and because of the coma, they can't ask.

"Wasn't he good before?" Chu Xia muttered something strange.

He soon turned his attention to Lin Jiutian. At this time, Lin Jiutian's face was completely drained of blood. There was a trace of bright red blood at the corner of his mouth, which made him look strangely pale.

This feeling is inexplicably familiar, but I can't tell where it is.

In the end, I had to give up. See more Weixin official account: hhxs665