Master, love me again!

Zhuo Junchen said apologetically to Ling Yihang: "Zi Su is used to being open-mouthed, so he still looks at Senior Brother Ling Haihan."

Ling Yihang smiled gently, looking like a gentleman: "I have met Junior Brother Mu a few times, so naturally I don't care about it. I just found out today that Junior Brother Zhuo is also a single fire spirit root?"

Zhuo Junchen said: "Mutated Thunder Spirit Root."

Ling Yihang nodded: "Lei Linggen is an extremely powerful spirit root. I really look forward to what kind of strength Junior Brother Zhuo can display when we meet in the competition stage." , he didn't go to watch the battle like Zhan Baichuan did, so naturally he didn't know the details.

Zhuo Junchen said in a deep voice, "Junchen will naturally go all out."

Ling Yihang didn't reply anymore, Zhuo Junchen saw that Mu Zisu was still a little bit angry, so he pressed his shoulder and signaled him not to speak.

Under the tower, there are many competition platforms with colorful lights, and the first competition of the disciple general election has already begun.In this general election, the number of young disciples exceeds 500, and they will learn from each other in the next seven days.In the end, only 50 people can rank and win the Xianmen Award.

And these 50 people will also attend next year's Immortal Sect Grand Competition as Qinghua Immortal Sect disciples.

"Hey Junchen, look at that Ziwu table, isn't that Senior Brother Lian?" Mu Zisu pointed to a place and asked.Hearing this, Zhuo Junchen looked up and saw that dozens of competition platforms had been numbered earlier. Among the two competition disciples on the Ziwu competition platform, one of them was Lian Xinhong who hadn't seen him for three days.

Lian Xinhong held a long sword in his hand, and the sword strokes flowed like clouds and flowing water.Not long after the opening, his opponent was beaten to the limit, and he was defeated in a short time.

"Introduction to disciples also has the advantages of in-person discipleship, at least you don't have to fight for two days like senior brother Lian." Mu Zisu sighed.Several direct disciples on the stage, except for Mu Zisu, all participated in this round of disciple election.As for the extra care given to them by Xianmen, they don't need to participate in the competition in the first two days, and wait until the third day, when there are only [-] disciples left, they will join in and draw lots for the competition.

Zhan Baichuan felt a little regretful: "The less you fight, the less experience you have to win."

Hearing what his disciple said, Zhan Yuanbai laughed loudly and said, "Baichuan, why didn't you tell me earlier, as a teacher, please ask Master Wanfeng to be accommodating and make room for you."

Master Wan couldn't laugh or cry: "Master Zhan was joking, nephew Master Zhan occupies the chief position of Zhanfeng all year round. If he is added to this elimination competition, how will those disciples who managed to take the top spot survive."

Zhan Yuanbai smiled and said: "That's true, we just occupy Zhanfeng's ranking. At this time, we should give more opportunities to other disciples." Baichuan was a little embarrassed, but he was used to it—disciple Zhanfeng paid attention to fighting spirit, if he didn't believe in his ability, how could he go further.

"Brother Lian won." Zhuo Junchen was always very focused when watching other people's fights.The few people who were talking came back to their senses, but after a few pleasantries, the winner was already decided.

The opponent's disciple's weapon was picked off by Lian Xinhong, and Lian Xinhong said something to the defeated disciple with a smile on his face, and even patted him on the shoulder.

Zhuo Junchen had tried many times with Lian Xinhong, so he naturally knew that it was Lian Xinhong's analysis of the battle situation just now.

Zhan Baichuan said: "It's not that someone has cultivated this habit for Junior Brother Lian, and he can't keep up with his own routine."

Zhuo Junchen said: "That's why Senior Brother Lian is sincere."

Zhan Yuanbai sighed and said: "It's a pity that I have worshiped the master a long time ago, otherwise such a good seedling would be accepted as a disciple, and it would be great to add a younger brother to Baichuan." of the will.However, treason is a big crime, and Zhan Yuanbai only occasionally supports him.

That side of Lian Xinhong's small talk had already been finished, and the defeated disciple handed over his badge to him, with a sincere and sincere expression on his face.

As if aware of their gazes, Lian Xinhong put away his badge and looked up, seeing Zhan Baichuan and the others on the tower, and waved to them with a smile.

And he didn't stay on the competition stage too much. The first day of the competition was extremely tense, and he had to hand in his badge and wait for the next round of competition.When Lian Xinhong mixed into the crowd, Zhuo Junchen regained his senses, and saw Du Heng put one hand on the back of Shen Hanfeng's hand, and called out "Han Feng" in a low voice.

"Master!" Zhuo Junchen said, Du Heng took his hand back silently, and turned his head together with Shen Hanfeng.

"What's the matter?" Shen Hanfeng looked fine, but his voice was slightly hoarse.

Zhuo Junchen didn't think about what to say to them for a while, so he paused for a while before saying: "There is no competition for me today, I want to go down the tower and walk in to see how the brothers and sisters compete."

Shen Hanfeng had no doubt about him, and nodded in agreement.Seeing this, Zhan Baichuan couldn't contain the commotion in his heart, so he asked Zhan Yuanbai for instructions.The two went down the tower together.

Seeing the apprentice's figure disappear behind the stairs, Shen Hanfeng thought of an excuse to leave the meeting.Du Heng saw his thoughts, got up and said: "The competition of these juniors is boring, and I don't want to accept any more disciples. I'd better go back to the Spiritual Medicine Peak to look at the pills in the pill furnace. Junior brother Shen, come with me?"

Shen Hanfeng nodded.Seeing that both of them got up, Mu Zisu hurriedly got up and said, "Master, then shall I call Jun Chen back?" The masters have left, and there is no reason for them as disciples to stay.

But Du Heng waved his hand to stop him and said, "No, you stay here, or go down with Jun Chen to play. Don't keep saying that I'm holding you back."

Mu Zisu laughed twice.Du Heng held Shen Hanfeng's hand unintentionally, and the two went down the tower one after the other.Mu Zisu felt that the master didn't want to follow him, so he looked around for a while, but there were no familiar people on the tower.After pondering for a while, Mu Zisu said to Jiang Wuxin, "Uncle Jiang, do you want to go down with me and have a look?"

Jiang Wuxin raised his eyes, and said casually: "No, nephew, go by yourself, maybe you can keep up with nephew Zhuo and the others." He himself was staring at the master sitting in front of him.The two had been together for so long, Jiang Wuxin reckoned that his master would have to find some excuse to escape before he could have a cup of tea, so he naturally wouldn't follow Mu Zisu down easily.

Under the tower, the first floor is reserved for many real people and real monarchs, so it is naturally much more lively than the upper floor.Seeing Du Heng and Shen Hanfeng coming down together, no one dared to go forward to say hello, on the contrary, the originally happy and lively atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Du Heng and Shen Hanfeng didn't take it seriously, and when they were a little farther away from the tower, Du Heng let go of Shen Hanfeng's hand: "How is it?"

Shen Hanfeng shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Du Heng glanced at him, and took out a pill from his sleeve: "I'm a doctor, why bother to support me." Saying that, he stuffed the pill to Shen Hanfeng.

Shen Hanfeng remained silent, avoiding a position where others could not see, and swallowed the pill.

"You follow me to Bieyueju first, and take a good rest."

The conversation between the two was not loud, and the others were far away, so they couldn't hear their words clearly, let alone see their small actions, and only felt that the two elders had a deep friendship.

Zhuo Junchen watched Du Heng and Master walk away, the two of them were holding hands, their gestures were extremely intimate, the indescribable soreness in his heart made him feel a little dazed.

A hand suddenly hooked around his neck, Zhuo Junchen was strangled, and Mu Zisu's voice was very cheerful: "I called you so many times, why didn't you hear it?"

Zhuo Junchen frowned and asked, "What are Master and Uncle Du going to do?"

Mu Zisu said indifferently: "Back to the Spiritual Medicine Peak, the master has been refining alchemy for the past few days, and he said he took Master Shen back to have a look." The listener was interested, and the jealousy that was not strong at first suddenly grew like weeds stand up.

Zhuo Junchen's face was like sinking water, Mu Zisu asked strangely, "What's the matter with you?"

Zhuo Junchen shook his head, turned to watch the competition on the stage: "It's okay."

Mu Zisu couldn't figure it out, so he had to follow them to watch the battle situation on the stage.Both Zhuo Junchen and Zhan Baichuan were very serious, and occasionally exchanged a word or two.

Although the cultivation of these disciples on the stage may not be as good as theirs, they are all desperate, almost trying their best to defeat their opponents.Compared with their moves, Zhuo Junchen was more curious about the weapons of these disciples.Although he has the Nether Whip, he is familiar with the Chongxiao Sword, and most of the people around him also use the Spirit Sword.And among these many disciples, although many use swords, there are also many who have various weapons.Zhuo Junchen's mind moved slightly, and he was particularly curious about those who used soft weapons.

"Hey, look at that!" Mu Zisu exclaimed curiously.Zhuo Junchen and the two looked in the direction he pointed. On the competition platform he pointed to, two disciples stood facing each other.The previous round of competition is over, and the next round will start immediately. They should be a group that has just entered the stage and the competition has not yet started.

Mu Zisu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This female disciple looks really good-looking."

Zhan Baichuan conveniently gave Mu Zisu a note: "Don't underestimate female disciples."

Zhan Baichuan's hands were strong, and Mu Zisu gritted his teeth in pain: "How can I underestimate my female disciple, isn't this a compliment for her beauty? Look, isn't Jun Chen also staring at her?"

Zhuo Junchen gave him a blank look when he heard the words, and asked Zhan Baichuan, "Brother Zhan, what weapon do you think she is using?"

Zhan Baichuan looked up.The female disciple on the stage was dressed in the white clothes of a newcomer, her appearance was as fresh and pretty as Mu Zisu said, with a pair of fox eyes shining brightly.The male disciple on the opposite side was holding a long knife in his hand with a serious expression, but the female disciple was not holding any weapon, but was stroking her long hair with both hands.

The female disciple's bare hands were as tender as scallions, with ten silver rings on her slender fingers, shining brightly in the sunlight.