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Tianji City is in Zhongzhou, and Lingyun Sect is located in the Eastern Region.

Under the clouds, there are high and low mountain peaks with colorful forests, and the forests are cold and solemn.

The flying boat stopped on a high peak in the middle, with a huge square in the center.

Several huge dragon-coiled pillars stand tall around the square, with the dragons carved on them baring their fangs and claws, looking extremely majestic.

The senior brother in charge explained to the new disciple who had just disembarked from the flying boat, "This is the main peak of the sect. Now that you have entered the Lingyun Sect, you should first pay your respects to the Sect Master."

At this time, everyone noticed that there were several more figures in front of them.

The middle-aged man in the lead was as tall and straight as a pine tree. He wore a purple-gold crown on his head and a black robe that seemed to be embroidered with mysterious runes.

His facial features were well-defined, his eyes were deep and sharp, and just standing there he exuded an aura of majesty without even being angry.

"Greetings, Sect Master." Elder Qingfeng bowed first.

Seeing this, a large group of new disciples behind him hurriedly followed suit and saluted.

"Alright, since you have chosen Lingyun Sect, you are my disciples of Lingyun Sect. Although the road of cultivation is full of difficulties, I hope that everyone will stick to the Tao and not be afraid of the bumpy road to immortality."

The sect leader said some more words of encouragement, and then each peak came to lead their people. The inner and outer disciples went to their respective residences according to the instructions of the senior brother in charge.

The only ones left are these geniuses. The few people following behind the sect leader are the peak masters or other real people who need to accept disciples this time.

Everyone else has chosen their own master, or the master has chosen a disciple of their choice, either a sword cultivator or a weapon refiner.

Finally, it was Yun Yao and Zhuang Bufan's turn. They stood there awkwardly.

"Are these the two older disciples?"

"That's right. One is a top-grade gold spiritual root and the other is a dual fire and wood spiritual root." Elder Qingfeng said with a warm face.

"I was planning to take this girl in as my disciple, but Yan'er said that I was too old and not suitable." Elder Qingfeng said with a look of regret.

"Oh? Then why not let Murong Yan accept him as his disciple himself? Wouldn't that mean that all the wealth will stay within the family?" The sect leader joked with a smile, completely losing his previous majestic look.

Murong Yan, who was mentioned, frowned and said, "Master, you have assigned me so many sect matters. I don't have time to teach children. Why don't you hand these matters over to Junior Brother Xiaoyang?"

Xiaoyang, the sect master's eldest disciple, who had been serving as a background figure in the background, didn't know how the topic had come to him, so he quickly waved his hands and said, "Senior Brother Murong, please let me go. I have enough things to do here."

As the eldest disciple of the sect master, he has to deal with many sect affairs and is very busy.

Seeing the two of them like this, it was all because of his own hands-off behavior. The sect leader covered his lips and coughed lightly, "Then let me ask which peak these two children want to go to."

Yun Yao let out a sigh of relief when she saw that the topic had finally returned to them.

Before coming here, she and Zhuang Bufan had already discussed it. She chose to be an alchemy cultivator, and Zhuang Bufan wanted to be a sword cultivator. It just so happened that their spiritual roots were also suitable.

"Master, I want to go to Jianfeng."

"Master, I want to go to Danfeng."

After hearing this, Jianfeng's senior brother Ling Yuan frowned slightly. Jianfeng's peak master didn't come, but his eldest disciple Ling Yuan did.

"Master, Master said that he only plans to accept five disciples. He just accepted Junior Brother Nangong, so he already..." Ling Yuan didn't finish his words. The meaning was already very clear. Jianfeng's direct disciples were already full.

"So, do you guys have any plans to take in any disciples?" The sect leader turned around and asked a few sword-cultivating elders. It was impossible for such a large sect like theirs to not be able to arrange for a personal disciple.

Zhuang Bufan's eyebrows were slightly lowered in the audience, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Master, my master can do it. I am his only disciple right now, and he needs one more disciple." Chu Yun, the only disciple of the Seventh Elder, raised his hand with a smile.

"Isn't your master not in the sect?"

"Master said that we can help him find a disciple and lead him back to Linghua Peak. He will be back soon."

"In that case, are you willing to become the disciple of the Seventh Elder?" The sect leader finally asked Zhuang Bufan politely.

Zhuang Bufan had just heard all the reasons and replied with a bow, "Disciple is willing."

In the current situation, it's good enough that someone accepted him. He has no choice. After all, he is the elder's personal disciple.

After arranging Zhuang Bufan, the sect leader nodded in satisfaction and turned to the eldest disciple of Danfeng: "What? Has your master also accepted all the disciples?"

Mo Li: "Not really."

Sect Leader: "If you don't have any, take your sister back."

Mo Li: “…Yes.”

Finally, each of them led their newly recruited disciples back to their respective mountains.

Before leaving, Yun Yao looked at Zhuang Bufan. Although they were not together, they were in the same sect.

If anything happens, there is a jade slip for communication, or Danbao can pass on the message.

Danfeng accepted two disciples this time. Besides Yunyao, the other one was Feng Yan, a descendant of the Feng family. It was said that he had already established his foundation at such a young age.

Mo Li first explained to Yun Yao and Feng Yan that their master, Master Yan Yang, was in seclusion refining medicine, so he was ordered to pick someone up.

Mo Li glanced at the two of them, took out the spiritual sword from the storage bag, and used his spiritual power to control the sword body to gradually grow larger and float not high above the ground.

Yun Yao was amazed. Although she had been in the world of immortal cultivation for a few days, this was her first time seeing real flying with a sword.

Feng Yan, who was standing next to him, saw that his senior brother was about to fly on a sword, so he took out a red feather from the space and threw it into the air. The feather instantly grew bigger, and he calmly stood on it.

Yun Yao's mouth twitched when she saw this. It was possible to do this.

Seeing Senior Brother Mo Li looking at her, Yun Yao spread her hands and said, "Senior Brother, I can't fly with a sword, and I don't have any flying magic weapon."

Mo Li said softly, "Come up on my flying sword and I will lead you."

Yun Yao was happy again and tentatively stood on Mo Li's flying sword. As long as she was not allowed to climb the mountain by herself, it would be fine.

She stood carefully behind Mo Li, trying her best to control her body balance so as not to touch the eldest brother and prevent herself from falling.

The flying sword activated, and Yun Yao glanced at the mountain below. She felt her fear of heights coming on. She didn't dare let Dan Bao put a protective shield on her without anyone noticing, and it would be hard to explain.

Mo Li controlled the flying sword to fly slowly, as he was afraid that his junior sister behind him would not be able to adapt.

Five minutes later, Yun Yao finally touched the ground again, her legs trembling.

Mo Li looked at Yun Yao's hair that was messed up by the wind and her expression, and then he realized that he had forgotten to put a protective shield on this little junior sister.

He was aloof by nature and had never led anyone to fly with a sword, so he didn't notice these details.

Yun Yao came to her senses and decided that she would never fly a sword again. She wanted a more spacious aircraft.

"This is the main peak of Danfeng. You can choose the peak you want to live in. The peaks over there are empty."

Mo Li pointed to the vacant mountains and asked them to choose one.

Yun Yao finally realized that this meant one person has one mountain. She thought that one person has one room was good enough, but she didn't expect that the treatment of direct disciples would be so good.

Moreover, since arriving at Danfeng, she felt that the spiritual energy here was even richer. It was said that there were countless spiritual veins buried beneath the sect, and the resources were rich.

Now it seems that it is true.