Quick Transmigration: A money-loving man meets a boy who gives away money!

Finally, "Zhang Wei" fixed his gaze on Yu Ci's face and showed a smile without any emotion. His smile was very faint, as if it was a polite smile set in the AI ​​program, fake.

After being raised for hundreds of years, the soul that is sufficient to support the crossing of the boundary wall is finally put to use. The mission has been completed, so there is no need to let this mosquito chirp anymore.

In order to weaken the opponent, the "system" specially gave him an intelligence weakening aura, otherwise it would be difficult to take over his body.

This world's Heavenly Dao is indeed quite powerful...

Yu Ci suddenly felt like she was being stared at by a poisonous snake and looked back.

This person was just twitching on the ground, and then he got up with a weird look on his face. Now he is staring at her. Is there anything about her that is worthy of his coveting?

The two men stared at each other, and finally Zhang Wei looked away. His abnormality didn't last long, only three or two seconds. When his fellow disciples saw that he was fine, they dispersed.

Yu Ci walked in front and led everyone in a pyramid shape. When she came in front of the elders, she smiled confidently and saluted, "Elders, have we finally passed the level?"

The young men who were slow to realize the situation knew that climbing the cloud ladder before was just the qualification to enter, and this chessboard of heaven and earth was the real level to become a disciple.

More than thirty disciples, with sincere eyes, followed Yu Ci in bowing with fists.

The leader was Immortal Venerable Tang Zhi, also known as Lu Feng. He stepped forward with a smile in his eyes and distributed the jade beads in his hand. "A total of thirty-three people have passed the Yuncanghai Pavilion's disciple recruitment meeting!"

The disciples took the spiritual jade that floated in front of them, on which their names were engraved, and looked at each other with surprise on their faces.

Thirty-three people. It is already a lot for Yuncanghai Pavilion to have eleven or twelve disciples. The grand occasion of more than thirty people is rarely seen in a thousand years.

They said together: "Disciple thanks the Venerable!"

The chessboard of heaven and earth will automatically match the illusions that match the cultivators. All their performances will determine which pavilion they will enter and become its disciple.

For example, Shi Jia's appearance in the yellow sand illusion shows that he is friendly with earth and it is most appropriate for him to become a disciple of Yu Tu Pavilion. His jade pendant was later marked with the logo of Yu Tu Pavilion.

Feng Zi was born in the fire field, so it was very appropriate for her to live on the hilltop under the Yuhuo Pavilion.

At this moment, she was holding the jade pendant in her hand, looking at Yujing Immortal Venerable stubbornly, with a hint of grievance in her eyes.

Why, even though he could see my extremely high talent in fire spiritual roots, he still didn't accept me?

Is it because of her?

Feng Zi looked straight at Yu Ci's profile. This man used a hodgepodge of magic techniques. When casting the spell, he could use anything to attack. He was not proficient in any particular technique at all.

This is completely contrary to the Jade Capital Immortal Venerable who specializes in fire magic. Why is it her! ?

If it was any other disciple, she would be more convinced, but she thought Yu Ci's spellcasting was unorthodox.

If you don't know any skill, you won't be proficient in any skill.

Without a path of your own to focus on, you may walk fast at the beginning, but you will surely fall on the road later.

Fengzi took a step forward and was about to express her dissatisfaction when she saw Yujing, who was sitting in the upper seat, glanced at her indifferently. That glance seemed to see through her appearance and disguise.

It was as if the sound of a huge bell came from her mind, and in her sea of ​​consciousness it was like continuous waves, beating against her consciousness, "Since you have accepted me as your disciple, Yun Cang will be able to protect you."

Feng Zi withdrew her foot, realizing that her identity had been seen through by the elders of Yuncanghai Pavilion. There would be no problem in protecting her, but if she was defeated, she should forget about becoming her disciple.

She gritted her teeth, the veins on her hand holding the jade token bulged slightly, but she still endured it.

He just looked at Yu Ci with a hint of hostility.

Yu Ci: As long as you are happy.

The elders from each pavilion came with their disciples and sat down. Even Zhang Wei was accepted as a disciple by Tang Zhi, who had not accepted a disciple for hundreds of years.

Yu Ci was somewhat surprised that the other party was accepted as a disciple, but she also felt that it was reasonable. After all, it was better to keep an unusual disciple under one's own supervision.

Yu Ci looked towards Uncle Master Lu Feng and found that there was not a trace of doubt in his eyes, and he was even full of relief.

Relieved!? Shouldn't I be a little apprehensive?

Something was wrong. Not only his uncle, but even the elders around him seemed satisfied with his attitude towards him.

They were bewitched?!

Yu Ci looked at the young man standing next to Lu Feng. At this moment, he was smiling handsomely and had a graceful demeanor. It seemed that he was really a talented young man with good character, manners and manners.

He smiled gently and his eyes, which were wandering among the elders, suddenly turned to Yu Ci, with a hint of mockery in them.

Spicy chicken!

This was the first time Yu Ci was provoked like this!

This guy is different from just now. He was obviously impetuous like a monkey in a human mask, but now he has become cold and deep.

What on earth is going on!?

Yu Ci cast a puzzled look at her master, who glanced away. At the same time, she took out a magic treasure and gave it to Zhang Wei as an entry gift to their fellow apprentice.

Her fist hardened.

She pulled Shi Jia over and asked softly, "Do you have any impression of that person?"

Shi Jia's eyes showed doubt: "Senior Sister, didn't you and Senior Brother Zhang rescue us just now?"

A plant.

This thing can actually confuse memory!

Yu Ci let go of Shi Jia's hand, patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, there's nothing for you to do now. Go get familiar with the elders you will meet in the future."

Yu Ci glanced at the other person, then looked away, secretly complaining in her heart, there will always be a chance to catch you.

Now in front of so many elders, she couldn't kill the other party, and she wasn't sure if she had the strength to defeat him.

The most frightening thing is that even the master will be...

With the return of the thirty-two disciples, today's apprenticeship ceremony for Xinggong's first disciple will begin.

Everyone was transferred to the square. This was the Wushou Peak, which was carved out by Master Jianzun with a single sword. Later, a huge square was built on the platform to be used as a venue for sect conferences and other events.

Nearly half of the disciples have gathered on Wushou Peak, and some are still on the way. In front of tens of thousands of disciples, Yu Ci will be crowned by Kunlun and drink the apprenticeship tea.

The environment was instantly transferred, and after landing, Yu Ci subconsciously looked for Kunlun's figure and found that she was standing on the stage.

He also changed into a waist-cinching moon-white elder's uniform, which was embroidered with mysterious formation patterns. To the naked eye, it looked like it was shrouded in fog and could not be seen clearly.

Yu Ci could only make out a little bit of the mountains, rivers, birds, beasts and other scenes. If he looked at them any longer, he would feel dizzy.

Do not look directly.

But she did not move her eyes away, but just stared at Kunlun steadily. She was afraid that he was also affected by that person, until her pupils could not bear the stimulation of the formation first and saline solution rolled down.

Kunlun, who had been standing there coldly waiting for his disciple to come over, suddenly stopped breathing.