There's something wrong with the general.

After the boy finished speaking.

There was a flicker of sympathy and pity in everyone's eyes when they looked at him.

If he was arrogant before because of his good qualifications, he is now extremely pitiful.

Everyone in the hall also came back to their senses from this shocking incident.

Jiuxuan Sect has been established for so many years, but has never encountered a genius who can destroy the spiritual root testing instruments.

And Wen Yuxi did it!

Previously, when the young man placed his hand on the glass bead, a purple rainbow also appeared, but its brightness was far inferior to Wen Yuxi's.

It’s hard to imagine how good Wen Yuxi’s qualifications are.

The way people looked at him was no longer puzzled, but they looked at him as if they were someone they could only look up to.

According to Wen Yuxi's qualifications, he really doesn't need to go through the next two trials.

but!

Master has just made his announcement, and it would be difficult to convince others if he goes back on his word now.

Wen Yuxi calmed himself down, stepped forward and said, "Master, I would like to try the last two trials. Please allow me."

The Grand Elder's body stiffened slightly, and after a moment, he seemed to understand what Wen Yuxi meant.

Finally he nodded: "Well, go if you want to."

There was a hint of helplessness and indulgence in his voice.

Wen Yuxi smiled and said, "Thank you, Master."

Then he turned his head slightly and looked at Zhiming.

My senior brother's eyes are unfocused. I don't know what he is thinking. I wonder if he will blame me for acting on my own initiative.

As if she felt his gaze, she smiled at Wen Yuxi.

The young man was slightly stunned when he heard Wen Yuxi's request. He didn't expect that someone would rush to participate in the trial.

He looked at Wen Yuxi with mixed feelings, hoping that he could pass the last two trials.

I hope he doesn't pass.

The headmaster stroked his long beard and announced that the two-way selection would begin again.

Only the young man and Wen Yuxi were left to be selected.

This time the sect recruited a total of twenty-five disciples, one of whom had natural spiritual roots, two had single spiritual roots, five had double spiritual roots, ten had triple spiritual roots, and the remaining seven had four or five spiritual roots.

This shows how few disciples with spiritual roots there are in this world.

The eighteen disciples were assigned to different peaks.

The remaining seven finally went to the outer sect and became outer sect disciples.

After the disciples were assigned, the headmaster arranged for the deacons to complete the registration of the new disciples.

A sect's disciple recruitment ceremony is almost coming to an end.

"As for you two."

The head of the sect looked at these two geniuses with a headache, as they might become the backbone of their Jiuxuan Sect in the future.

Even if the disciple that his uncle has high hopes for cannot pass the remaining two trials, he has to find a way to keep him in the Jiuxuan Sect.

We can’t just give away such a good seedling, right?

Nowadays, all schools and sects are searching for disciples with spiritual roots, let alone two geniuses like this?

But he couldn't persuade the Supreme Elder to accept both of them.

I was also afraid that the young man would develop hostility.

Ugh!

"What do you think?" The master stroked his beard and said to the young man kindly.

The young man was slightly startled and hurriedly bowed to the master as a disciple.

"Master, I originally wanted to become a disciple of the Grand Elder, but now I am not strong enough, so I dare not ask for anything."

The headmaster was wondering why this kid was still not confident and where his arrogance had gone.

He sighed and spoke earnestly.

"You want to become a disciple of the Grand Elder, just to learn the way of the sword. The law enforcement elder Wei Wufeng also has a very high level of attainment in the way of the sword. You..."

Upon hearing this, the young man looked towards the law enforcement elder, who looked to be in his early thirties, with a serious expression and a murderous aura surrounding him.

After building the foundation, the appearance will no longer change.

This law enforcement elder has reached the Golden Core stage at such a young age, so he must have real skills.

He nodded to the headmaster and said, "Disciple is willing to become the disciple of the Law Enforcement Elder, but..."

The boy hesitated.

After the commotion he caused in the hall just now, I wonder if the law enforcement elder is still willing to accept him as his disciple.

He frequently glanced at the law enforcement elder.

But the law enforcement elder sat upright in the upper seat, his eyes as cold as a sword, which made people feel afraid.

"Don't worry, the Law Enforcement Elder is a cultivation maniac and doesn't care about the harmless joke just now."

The headmaster lowered his eyes slightly and smiled.

In fact, he quite admired the boy's temperament, his cynicism and his courage to challenge injustice.

Moreover, he has the courage to be the best, so this sword art is the most suitable for him.

To be a sword cultivator, one must cut through thorns and brambles, face challenges head-on, fight against the heavens and the earth, only then can one seek the opportunity to ascend.

The headmaster turned to the law enforcement elder and asked for his opinion.

The law enforcement elder said coldly: "It doesn't matter."

It doesn’t matter as long as you can accept the young man as your disciple.

A hint of surprise flashed across the young man's face, and he hurriedly called out to him, "Master."

The law enforcement elder gave him a cold look and said, "Get up. Follow me from now on and practice diligently. You must know that aptitude cannot determine everything."

This sentence seems to be pointing at someone.

Wen Yuxi stood with his head bowed, his eyes looking at his nose, his nose looking at his heart, without saying a word.

When the headmaster saw that the young man had chosen his master, he felt relieved as if a weight had been lifted from his heart.

He said to Wen Yuxi, "A disciple will take you to participate in the remaining two trials in a while."

Wen Yuxi nodded: "Disciple, I obey your command."

A grand ceremony of recruiting disciples for the sect came to an end.

The elders rode away on the light of their swords.

The other disciples who were watching the ceremony also left one after another.

New disciples follow the deacon disciples to report to the Deacon Hall.

The headmaster had other important matters to attend to, so he left the hall.

Only the Supreme Elder, Wen Yuxi and Zhiming were left in the hall.

The Supreme Elder slowly walked down from the high seat and stopped beside Wen Yuxi.

Wen Yuxi bowed his head and called out, "Master."

The other party didn't respond for a long time, nor did he raise his head.

Wen Yuxi felt uneasy. Was he going to be angry, blaming himself for acting on his own and asking for trouble?

He raised his head slightly and looked upwards.

I saw my master, his eyes lowered, staring at his bleeding hand.

I couldn't help but be surprised.

He was indeed shocked when the glass ball exploded just now.

The severe pain in my hand was not so obvious anymore.

And although the blood on his hands looked shocking, it wasn't that serious.

The bleeding on my hands has stopped, but there is still a dull pain in some places.

He suspected that glass had gotten into it.

"You were too reckless today."

The voice above my head was low and accusing.

Wen Yuxi guessed that this meant that he had to pass the next two trials.

In fact, he didn't mean to be a hero, he was forced by the situation.

You said that in that situation, wouldn’t that be putting Master on the fire?

Although he is not afraid of rumors, he can't let his master always stand in front of him.

"Master has taught me a lesson. I won't dare to do it again next time."

Wen Yuxi had a very good attitude and admitted his mistake immediately.

The Grand Elder looked slightly stunned.

After a long time, he came to his senses and scanned his body one by one.

Suddenly he took a step forward and patted his shoulder.

Wen Yuxi's body suddenly froze and he looked up at the law enforcement elder.

His face was covered with a black mask, and his expression could not be seen.

Only those eyes are so deep that it is hard to see through them.