All the Female Apprentices Want to Kill Me

"Hey......"

Subei frowned.

He did not expect that the status quo of Jianzong would be so precarious.

But it really doesn't look like it on the surface...

Just when North Jiangsu was thinking, Wen Renping said again:

"Beibei, the reason why I asked you to preside over this recruiting meeting is because Senior Sister knows that your brain is active."

"Look at these other sects, relying on their wealth and wealth, one by one desperate propaganda, what's all about it?"

"It's just indecent!"

"..."

With doubt, Subei opened the list that Wenren Pingxin handed him before, and then stared at the words on it with wide eyes:

Wuhuaque promises:

[Every male disciple who enters my Wuhuaque has a one-on-one mentor with a senior senior sister who has a high level of cultivation. 】

[Every female disciple who enters my Wuhua Que has an amiable senior brother who personally guides them one-on-one. 】

【Everyone has a share! 】

Wudaokou promises:

【Send it when you come!send send send!Non-stop delivery! 】

[As long as you come to my Wudaokou, you will immediately send a beautiful gift! 】

[There are also eighteen true immortals from Wudaokou who will return to the virtual world to personally guide them!Let your future fairy road long! 】

......

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Chapter 29 Where is the ancestral grave? (kneeling to follow up)

"See it."

Wen Ren lay flat and half-hearted, covered with a thick quilt.

Perhaps because the quilt was too short, half of the straight leg on the left leaked out. Sai Xue bullied the frost, and was extremely white and tender.

Subei raised his head, looked at Wen Ren, and sighed:

"Are you doing this for admissions?"

"Isn't it good to rely only on the strength of the sect?"

"..."

Wen Ren unremittingly pouted his lips, and his beautiful eyes stared at North Jiangsu, and said quietly:

"Beibei, then I'll ask you."

"Which of these 985 sects is worse?"

"..."

Subei replied without hesitation:

"Sword Sect..."

However, when he saw Wen Renping's eyes full of murderous intent, it seemed that the next moment he was going to kill him with a sword, he shivered subconsciously and added:

"Jianzong and other 985s are quite good, there is no difference."

Hearing Subei's answer, Wen Renping nodded with satisfaction, then turned over gently and continued:

"The strength of these sects is not bad, and because of the last ascended immortal of 'The Tribulation of Ten Thousand Clan', many sects were integrated, so that all sects developed comprehensively. The singularity is strong..."

"And my sword sect suffered such a loss. There is no comprehensive strength, only swords. This is one of the reasons why there are fewer and fewer students."

"After all, those who don't practice swords don't plan to come, and those who plan to practice swords also have other sects..."

Subei nodded thoughtfully, then said:

"In other words, you can actually recruit students by unscrupulous means?"

Hearing Subei's words, Wen Renping's eyes lit up, then got up from the couch, and said quietly:

"What is unscrupulous?"

"We are leaving the kendo inheritance for these 21 states. The so-called one way of the sword, the inheritance must not be broken!"

"Qingping Sword, the uninherited sword of my sword sect, has been lost, and Kendo must not be lost..."

"..."

Then there were two somewhat obscene hehe voices in the room.

......

After saying goodbye to Wen Renpingxin, Subei frowned, constantly thinking about all the feasible solutions in his mind!

Immediately, a sneer appeared on his handsome and unrestrained face.

As the soul of Bluestar, I am well versed in advertising gimmicks.

Play marketing with me?

All the disciples looked at the fifth elder who was full of extraordinary aura in shock, and swallowed involuntarily.

An inexplicable feeling came to my mind instantly, and I couldn't help shivering. It seemed that in the next second, someone in this world would suffer the impact of merciless doom...

Just as Su Bei was arranging and combining more than 8000 marketing methods in his mind, a pleasant voice suddenly came from his mind.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host's eldest apprentice for successfully cultivating a sense of qi."

"Complete the achievement for the first apprenticeship, and reward a [Fate Dice]."

"Congratulations to the host for getting 160 seven times the feedback, and the cultivation base is increased by 160 seven."

"The current cultivation base is in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, and it takes 660 to break through the late stage of the transformation of the gods."

"..."

Subei felt a faint breath coming from his body, and the sea of ​​​​cultivation that had not increased for a long time seemed to have such a ripple.

Taking a deep breath, he sighed in disappointment:

"As expected of the Son of Destiny, you've only cultivated a sense of qi after a while?"

"It's amazing."

"I don't know what kind of exercise she is practicing..."

Subei carried his hands on his back, stepped on Xiangyun, and flew slowly towards Bujian Peak.

Only a dazzling light was left above the sky.

......

Not Jianfeng, thatched cottage.

Xiao Ruoqing took a deep breath.

Then he calmed down the feeling that he wanted to cut off Subei's head with a knife and cross the sea.

Mei Mu looked lightly at the pulped sword book in front of her.

He is also really taking the first step in his practice.

Sword Canon!

Sword Canon!

In this life, I must fully understand this practice!

Then he stretched his lazy waist gently and stretched his graceful body.

The black silk wrapped around the slender jade legs has a strange temptation, but the expression looks rather sad.

She reclined on the rocking chair, her eyes looking complicatedly at the scraps of paper on the ground.

Looking at the words that have been torn apart by myself.

Such as what:

[Give it up, child, the path of immortality is not suitable for you. 】

[Can you pick up exercises by jumping off a cliff?Are your ancestors buried? 】

Again, I looked at the sentences I had read with relish in front of me:

[The so-called Qi Luck Cultivation Method is simply referred to as jumping off a cliff and not dying, there will be future blessings]

[The so-called protagonist should have a kind of ambition to rise above the world and be chivalrous and courageous. 】

......

Suddenly, a light flashed in my mind!

The next moment seemed to be thinking of something, breathing a little heavy, got off the rocking chair, and looked at the scraps of paper so carefully.

Then he reached out his hand tremblingly and rearranged the words:

"Can you pick up the exercises by jumping off a cliff? It's simply called jumping off a cliff and you will be blessed."

"The so-called Qi Luck Cultivation Method is buried in the ancestral grave."

"The so-called protagonist should have a kind of ambition to rise above the world and be chivalrous."

"..."

Xiao Ruoqing's eyes widened, her long eyelashes blinked, she got up gently, and looked not far away from Bujian Peak.

If the memory of the previous life is correct...