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The world of gods and mortals, this is a world where cultivators and mortals coexist in harmony.

As the largest cultivation force in the Dongzhou Continent, the Tianyan Sect stands proudly on the top of the sacred mountain.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Three deep and powerful bell sounds echoed throughout the area of ​​a thousand miles where the sacred mountain was located. In a short while, all the people in the sect who were not in seclusion gathered at the largest Tianyi Square in the sect.

In the huge square that stretched as far as the eye could see, everyone stood consciously according to their factions and identities. The noisy atmosphere suddenly stopped after a few meteors flashed across the sky.

People looked at the heavyweights who came flying on swords with either reverence or envy, and followed the deacon's orders to perform the disciple etiquette in unison.

"Disciple greets the Sect Master and all the Peak Masters!"

On the steps, a row of heavyweights appeared.

In the middle was Ouyang Yi, the head of Tianyan Sect. He waved his wide robe sleeves casually, and the people who were bending over felt a breeze lifting their bodies, making them - especially the outer disciples - look at the Venerable in the Spirit Transformation Stage with more eager eyes.

There are four people standing on each side of the master, all of whom are the masters of each peak and are also well-known supreme masters.

The first person on the left is Xuanyuan Zhan, the head of Tiandou Peak, the world's number one sword master. He has a cold appearance and indifferent eyes, as if nothing in the world is pleasing to him. Although the sharp sword intent in his body is deliberately restrained, it still makes people feel afraid.

The second person on the left is Jing Yuhui, the leader of Tianshi Peak. He is good at formations, and everything in the world can be used as a formation. He has an open mind, a quick brain, and always has a smile on his face.

The third person on the left is Duanmu Jinyang, the master of Tianshu Peak. He is good at talismans, has an elegant appearance and an introverted personality.

The fourth person on the left is Tang Sitong, the leader of Tianqi Peak. She is good at taming beasts and poisonous insects. She is eccentric and likes to play pranks. Ordinary people stay away from her.

The first person from the right is Wenren Wu Yue, the leader of Tianzong Peak. He is proficient in puppetry and is an expert at both human and object puppets. He has a rather solitary personality and prefers to be with puppets rather than humans.

The second person on the right is Xiang Qing, the leader of Tianmiao Peak. She is proficient in medicine and poisons, and occasionally makes pills. She looks gentle and virtuous, but is actually rude and heroic. Countless male cultivators have been deceived by her appearance.

The third person on the right is Chi Zhongxuan, the leader of Tiancheng Peak. He is good at refining weapons but not good at speaking. He has a baby face but is taciturn.

The fourth person on the right is Chu Yi, the leader of Tianji Peak. He is good at divination, lives casually, and believes in relying on divination when in doubt.

These nine people are today's top external management of Tianyan Sect, symbolizing enviable strength and supreme power.

Everyone was staring at the headmaster as they were wondering what big news was going to be announced today, but they saw nine people walking down the stairs together. To everyone's surprise, they arrived at the bottom of the stairs, and then turned around to face the top of the stairs.

This action was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples, foreshadowing the arrival of a higher-level master from the Tianyan Sect. People did not dare to speak out, but at the same time secretly guessed in their hearts which big shot in seclusion would come out.

Soon, a white meteor passed over everyone's heads and landed on the platform in the blink of an eye.

Before everyone could see who was coming, Sect Leader Ouyang Yi and the eight peak masters performed the disciple ceremony together.

"Disciple greets his uncle-master!"

Behind them, the huge group of disciples did not need to be reminded and stood in unison to perform the disciple etiquette.

"Disciple greets Grandmaster Uncle!"

This time, without even waving his sleeves, everyone was lifted up by a breath of air, and couldn't wait to look at the great master who rarely came out of seclusion. But this look shocked everyone on the spot, even the head of the sect and the eight peak masters showed more or less troubled expressions.

This was because the old man in front of him was holding a 3-year-old girl in his right hand. The girl was wearing tattered clothes, and the two pigtails behind her head were tangled, but her face was white, plump and very clean, probably because of the cleansing technique.

She was not frightened at all by the spectacular sight. Instead, she watched with great excitement with her big, lively eyes. It was unclear whether she was brave or ignorant.

In the increasingly weird atmosphere at the scene, Ouyang Yi had no choice but to step forward and ask.

"Uncle Master, why are you gathering the disciples together?"

Fu Tianlu held the baby in one hand and put the other hand behind his back. When he spoke, his voice was cold and low, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

"This girl's name is Luo Yiyi, and I have accepted her as my disciple."

"This……"

This time the scene finally couldn't help but explode. Ouyang Yi was confused, and the eight peak masters either frowned or showed an expression of interest. The disciples behind them couldn't help but whisper to each other, and at this moment no one cared to stop them.

"Wow, who is this girl? She becomes our aunt right after she shows up."

"Who knows? I only know that the end of our hard training is just the starting point for others. Comparing yourself with others will only make you angry!"

"Forget it, forget it. This is fate. You can't envy it."

"If I die now, can I be reborn into a good family?"

"You can try it. Who knows, maybe it will become a meat dish on the table?"

"you!"

At the end of the crowd were the outer disciples, and at the end of them stood a lone man, a skinny 9-year-old boy with a bruised face and nose.

His eyebrows and eyes were swollen, and he could only squint and look forward. The look in his eyes as he stared at Luo Yiyi revealed envy at first, but it quickly disappeared and turned into silence. However, in this dark silence, there was a spark hidden, which was weak but had an undying will.

Listening to the envious words of the people around him, he clenched his fists hanging at his sides, and secretly made up his mind to rely on his own strength to stand on the seemingly unattainable platform!

Fu Tianlu only said this one sentence and then took Luo Yiyi back to his Tianlu Peak.

After entrusting the child to the deacon disciple and briefly explaining that Luo Yiyi was the second master of Tianlu Peak, he turned around and prepared to continue his retreat. But after just a few steps, he thought of something and came back to his senses.

The two, big and small, stared at each other for a long time, which made the deacon disciple waiting on the side sweat profusely. He carefully shrank his body so as not to disturb the master and disciple with his presence.

In the end, Fu Tianlu was the first to be defeated. He found that Luo Yiyi really seemed to have no questions to ask him. His usually calm heart was slightly shaken, and he subconsciously wanted to return to his retreat as soon as possible.

"Remember, you are my disciple, Fu Tianlu. No one in this world dares to bully you. Do what you want. All the resources of Tianyan Sect can be used by you."

"Master, Yiyi remembers it."

Seeing Luo Yiyi nodding obediently, Fu Tianlu subconsciously curled up the fingers behind his back, and with great difficulty restrained his desire to touch that little head.

Thinking that perhaps his cultivation of his mind was not yet sufficient, Fu Tianlu became even more eager to return to his retreat. He nodded to Luo Yiyi, then turned around and strode away.

After Fu Tianlu's figure disappeared for a long time, the deacon disciple breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to pay his respects to Luo Yiyi.

"Uncle Master, my name is He Jian, and I am the deacon disciple of Tianlu Peak. If you need anything in the future, please let me know in time and I can do it for you one by one."

"Any need?"

"Exactly!"

This voice comes from the 100% confidence that comes from keeping Tianlu Peak in good order for a hundred years.

"Uncle He, I want to eat candied haws!"

"..."

A sentence suddenly popped up in He Jian's mind:

High-end demands can often be met with just the simplest string of candied haws.