All the Female Apprentices Want to Kill Me

"The hundred people on the high platform are only [-] years old, and their cultivation bases are all golden cores."

The Holy Land disciple was taken aback for a moment, there was obviously a hint of surprise in his eyes, he smiled and continued:

"Then you must be elite disciples in the Wuhuaque Sect. A 30-year-old Jindan realm is rare in the whole world."

However, he was a little puzzled why disciple Wuhuaque would say such a sentence?

Wuhuaque's disciple smiled lightly, glanced at the audience, and then focused on the locations of the thousands of small sect disciples who had conflicted with Wuhuaque:

"In Wuhuaque, only absolute talent and strength are qualified to stand here!"

"People in the world, the elites are all in Wuhuaque, and there are no weak and weak people in Wuhuaque."

"Wu Hua Que is telling a truth all the time, the world of monks is the world of the strong, and only strength is everything."

"As for waste or people with low strength, the only reason for their existence in this world is to set off!!"

"Waste is waste, and nothing can ever be done."

"..."

Everyone in the audience looked towards the high platform, and among them were thousands of people who had disputes with Wuhua Que not long ago.

They can't sit still.

waste?It's never possible to get anything done?

The big hands were clenched tightly, and there was a suffocation all over the body with nowhere to vent!

"Is it possible to ridicule like this if you have talent?"

"Why do you expect us to be weak all our lives? Why?"

"..."

And why are you sure it won't rise?

Wuhuaque's disciple looked at the discussion in the audience, and knew that his words had hurt the weakness of most monks, but this was what he wanted, so why wasn't Peach Blossom Sect punished?Why should I sit on an equal footing with myself?

There are no weak people in Wuhuaque, and Wuhuaque also does not need waste!

The leading disciple looked at the crowd in the audience, still squinting his eyes, full of superiority, and continued to speak quietly:

"I know that this sentence may offend many people, but it is the truth."

"Many of you monks present are also working very hard, and you are also working hard to cultivate. If this continues, you may also reach an enviable level of strength."

"However, cultivation is about talent, and the level of talent between most of you and us is a gap that can never be bridged."

"What the trash pursues all his life is just our starting point."

"..."

Everyone in the Peach Blossom Sect had gloomy faces, clenched their fingers and bit their lips.

Why didn't they know that this Wuhuaque disciple was openly mocking the Peach Blossom Sect on the high platform?

Immediately, there was an extremely enthusiastic applause from Wu Huaque sitting on the ground in the audience, and everyone clapped very loudly!

There were also sparse applause in other places. Although they knew that Wuhuaque's disciples were talking about the Peach Blossom Sect that had conflicted with them before, it was heartwarming and uncomfortable to hear. It feels like a thorn on the back!

The applause was just drifting with the tide, and the disciples of various sects looked at the high platform with some blank eyes.

A disciple of the Peach Blossom Sect sighed long, and muttered to himself:

"Can we really just give up? Let others bully us?"

"Is talent really useless in the face of hard work? Is the whole life just the starting point of genius?"

A disciple of the Black Mountain Sect next to him shook his head, his expression was a little dazed, and he replied:

"I do not know either."

Another Qinghe Sect disciple sighed softly, shook his head and said:

"Wuhuaque is one of the top ten sects in the world. It makes sense to speak at this level of sect, that is, I feel a little depressed, but who can I blame? Is my talent weak and doomed to accomplish nothing?"

"..."

Ji Nanjue listened to the discussions of the people around him expressionlessly. Lin Jinyu clearly felt that his mood had changed?

The slender hand patted her palm lightly.

Ji Nanjue smiled slightly at Lin Jinyu, but looked at Wu Huaque who had not left the stage with a cold expression.

No one knew the cold pain she felt when she was young.

The Vein of the Most Yin is the trash that these Wuhuaque disciples talk about!

The disciple of the Holy Land stuck out his tongue. These words were aimed at all 21 states, and he could only cater to Wuhua Que. After all, this sect has always been based on strength, and all disciples of the sect have been instilled with this idea.

Elder Lin Duo stepped forward and squinted his eyes, glanced at Jianzong's position, Wen Renping's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyelids twitched.

Sure enough, Lin Duo said indifferently the next moment:

"Wuhua Que had a small conflict with the Peach Blossom Sect before, but it was stopped by the No. 19 elder trusted by the Holy Land."

"There is a sect in 21 states, and there is an elder who treats the disciples of Jianzong as equals and respects the weak all day long, but as far as Lin knows, his two apprentices are the most talented people in the entire 21 states!"

"Lin

Chapter 180 Four She Is Mute

Moonlight is like water.

Qingping's sword and scabbard were lifted into the air together.

The two colors of purple and blue are dense, completely rendering the sky.

The moment the voice above the sky fell, everyone present seemed to be unable to control themselves, stood up instantly, and looked at the sky from afar!

Silence!

"Connecting Backbone for 21 States..."

Wen Renping stared blankly at the sky, the mountains were undulating, his eyes were full of tears, Rou Ning gently covered his vermilion lips, and said nothing.

All the disciples of the Sword Sect felt an unspeakable sense of shock accumulated in their chests, as if they had never felt extremely proud because they were members of the Sword Sect!

One by one raised their fists high, and roars came from their ears!

"The dry land is covered with bones, and the blood is the wailing of the Sword Sect people!"

"No one has ever sung it, nor remembered that it is Jianzong's sorrow that is buried under the stele that hangs upside down!"

"It is Jianzong's sword that connects to the backbone of 21 states, and connects to the backbone of heaven and earth!"

"..."

Lin Duo's complexion was instantly livid, his eyes were narrowed to look at the mirror above the sky, and his big hands were tightly clenched.

How could he not know who the voice behind this sword sect was?

What does Subei mean?

There are so many sects in the world that haven't come out yet, why are you talking about Wuhua Que alone?

Countless eyes looked at Wuhua Que, Lin Duo said nothing, and looked at the sky with a gloomy expression.

The applause came overwhelmingly, no matter it was a big or small sect at this moment, they were all shocked from the bottom of their hearts at this moment.

Before I knew it, my back was soaked.

That is a kind of respect, respect from the heart for the former Sword Sect of the World!

Broken swords everywhere, some old monks who have experienced or really felt what happened thousands of years ago, just the scene in their memory makes them shake their souls again. What kind of courage is it for the sword fairy to come out of the sword sect to resist it with all his strength?

It was also that battle that buried Jianzong's [-]-year heritage!

Nanhuang looked at the stone pendant on Jianniang's chest with a slightly changed expression, and looked at Jianniang with deep eyes, then turned around and gently instructed the chief guard behind him.

In the 21 states, no matter what the city is, everyone's eyes are filled with moisture.

Don't you know that the red eye circles are excited?Is it moved?Or impulsive?

Tears could not help but flow down.

Even though he was just an ordinary person, even though he was just an insignificant ant, it didn't affect them at all when they saw this shocking scene, and the blood reverberated in their chests!

"I'm already drenched in cold sweat!"

"This is really the most shocking opening ceremony I have ever seen, not one of them."

"It's enough if the sword sect doesn't make a name? A blockbuster?!"

"Under Heaven Sword Sect! Under Heaven Sword Sect! Sword Sect matches the word "Shang Tian Xia!"

"Speaking of which, was this opening ceremony planned by Elder Su? Elder Su!"

"..."

Can immortals live forever?

It seems that this concept has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people at some time. The purpose of cultivating immortals is to be free, to be detached, to avoid reincarnation, to do whatever one wants, to say what one says, and to be free in all realms...

But today, through this sky, it seems that a word that has long been forgotten by the world has been awakened again.

Cultivating immortals is for the sake of all living beings.

......

The opening ceremony of Jianzong has ended, and as the Qingping sword in the sky gradually disappeared, the trembling and buzzing hilts in everyone's hands gradually quieted down.

But everyone is looking forward to it, as if they are waiting for something, looking at the sky.

The lights on the balcony suddenly dimmed, only the moonlight was as bright as ever.

In the misty moonlight, a slender figure with embroidered begonias in a white shirt appeared on the high platform. With the wind blowing on his face, Su Bei stepped onto the platform, with the trembling Qingping sword stuck in his waist .

"It really is Elder Su!"

"It was expected, but it was unexpected!"

"..."

Everyone under the high platform sighed with emotion, and muttered to themselves.