Traveling through the little expert and his wonderful employers

The vast main hall could barely see the edge. Eighteen huge jade pillars surrounded by three people were lined up on both sides of the main hall, and the floor was paved with neat five-foot-square sapphire bricks.

On the high steps far ahead, the wide and simple wooden chair in the middle seems to be glowing with a dim light, and only the majestic figure of the person sitting on the seat can be vaguely seen.Also vague are the two sides of the first seat, three people sitting on the left and right.

The head of the sect, Qingxu, is more than three hundred years old. He looks no more than middle-aged, with kind eyes. At this moment, he looks at His Highness's children calmly. This is the future of Xuantian Sword Sect.

There are nearly 13 children kneeling in the hall, all about seven or eight years old, and the oldest is only [-] years old.Most of them clutched their cuffs nervously, and those who were bold only dared to look up a few more times.

Many younger ones are not very clear about what is going on in the beginning of practice, but they all understand that if they can be selected by the few people sitting, they will be different from then on.More than nervousness is anticipation.

The order of kneeling in the hall is also arranged according to aptitude. Yan Shiqian, who kneels in the fifth last row, can barely see clearly with his eyes wide open. Yan Shiheng, who kneels in the first row, stands up and faces the people above the high rank Saluted, and then stood aside.A few more children stood up one after another in front of them.

Yan Shiqian lowered his head, waiting for himself to be finally sent to the outer door.

"This time, there are 11 people with single spiritual roots, which is not bad. Among them is an ice spiritual root with outstanding aptitude. The masters of several peaks want to accept them as true disciples. I don't know if I can show him to Bai Han. Move the mind of recruiting disciples, if he has no intention, having multiple disciples is not a bad thing..."

The selection of Shuanglinggen was almost finished, Qingxu felt a little bored, glanced at about 20 children standing under the steps, and thought of other things absent-mindedly.

Sitting first on the left, Yi Xing, the master of Chenyuan Peak, faintly felt impatient with Qingxu, and said: "Most of the remaining spiritual roots are mixed, and the master doesn't have to look at them one by one, he is willing to keep them." Just go to the outer door."

Qingxu was about to agree, when suddenly he felt a change in the breath around him, and he saw a light blue streamer from a distance, across the sky, and suddenly arrived at the gate of the palace.

"Welcome to Elder Bai!" A group of disciples on both sides of the hall door wore the uniform Taoist robes in the door. After seeing the person, they hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Yan Shiqian hurriedly looked back.

Time is stretched infinitely at this moment.Since then, many thrilling memories have gradually lost their color in the long life.Only this picture is as vivid as yesterday.

The gate of the palace is high and wide, reflecting the blue sky.

The man walked into the hall from the flowing clouds in the blue sky, neither hurried nor slow.

Even though he was only wearing a simple white robe, it seemed as if all the bright light from the nine heavens were pouring in here, oppressing this radiant hall to a dim light.

The flowing cloud-like hem of the clothes is winding and swaying, and the black hair like a waterfall is bound and poured on the white robe.

The Banished Immortal walking down from the clouds was so far away that he couldn't even see his eyebrows clearly.

In this way, he walked towards him with a lifetime of brilliance.Shocking the mind, suddenly like a dream.

I don't know what night and where I am.

Because of that person's arrival, the breathing in the hall became quiet.

It seemed as if he had walked for a long time, and it seemed that he only took one step, and the man stood under the high steps in front of the hall.

Qingxu greeted the six peak masters down the steps, and his heart moved: "Sure enough, Bai Han must be inferred to be a child who has a relationship with him as a teacher and apprentice." He glanced at Yuxue's cute child standing in the hall, "This child seems to be He is from the banquet family, and he also seems to have a sense of understanding, and it is his chance to get Bai Han's blue eyes."

"Brother Bai Han." Qing Xu stepped forward, and the six peak masters also bowed their hands to salute him.

After the distraction ceremony, Bai Han joined the Xuantian Sword Sect, and his cultivation level is similar to Qingxu's, so he should be of the same generation, so he deserves to be called a junior.The other peak masters didn't want to call him "Elder Bai" any more, and they all changed their names to "Master Uncle."

"Senior Brother Qingxu." Bai Han nodded, as a return to the several peak masters.

"Those are the children with good aptitude this time, you just come and take a look." Qing Xu gestured to Bai Han for some children standing on the left side of the hall.

Several peak masters felt sorry when they heard the words, Martial Uncle Bai never participated in the matter of recruiting apprentices, but he came here this time, it must be something, it seems that the good seedling of the ice spirit root has no chance for them.But it is also a good thing that Master Bai is willing to accept disciples, my descendants of Xuantian Sword Sect will be even better.

"I don't accept disciples."

Those geniuses with a single spiritual root, Bai Han, didn't even look at them, and everyone was stunned by what they said.

"On my peak, there is a lack of a Taoist boy who cleans and takes care of the medicine fields on weekdays."

Qingxu was puzzled. The disciples who wanted to be Bai Han's Taoist disciples could line up outside Yunling from Ningshen Hall. Everyone knew that even being a sweeping boy would have great benefits. Bai Han said that Xijing always refused, but today it was...

After thinking a lot, he didn't show the slightest bit on his face: "Junior Brother, feel free to go and see, if you don't like it, I will let the Deacon Hall choose from the disciples in the sect."

"Since you are a Daoist boy, good aptitude will actually delay you." Bai Han didn't seem to care, "I can go by myself, brother, don't bother."

Daoist Qingxu is also used to his slightly cold temper, so he didn't persuade him much: "Master, please."

However, Bai Han really skipped those with good aptitude in the front row and walked straight back.

"I am Bai Han, the elder of Xuantian Sword Sect. I want to take in a boy. I usually take care of the medicine field and do some chores. If you want, you can follow me."

Yan Shiqian watched the fairy in the clouds approach step by step, so close that he could see his cold and indifferent eyebrows and the stars in his eyes.

The thin lips parted lightly, and the voice was like ethereal clouds in the sky.

Must be dreaming.Until the immortal's voice sounded again: "If you don't want to, I won't force you."

Waking up suddenly, Yan Shiqian opened his eyes in disbelief, panicked and at a loss: "I am willing, I am willing..."

All the shock and excitement were not enough to describe the moment, and he didn't know what he was talking nonsense.

Only a hand with sharp bones was seen, raised from the wide sleeve, and gently supported him: "In that case, you can follow me."

When Qing Xu saw Bai Han talking to a child, he followed him.Scanning carefully with his spiritual sense, he saw that it was a person with five spiritual roots and weak spiritual veins. He was a little disappointed for a moment. He thought that Bai Han would get a good disciple this time, and he would inherit his Taoism, that's all, maybe it was not a chance.

But I saw that the usual indifferent person had a smile in his eyes that seemed to have fulfilled his wish, and then disappeared for a moment: "This child is my favorite, I think I'm going to the outer door, so it's not a delay."

Qingxu could only nod.

Yan Shiqian didn't know how he followed the immortal out of the hall.

Those eyes that fell on him at once were surprised, scrutinized, envious or jealous, and he could even keenly feel that the resentful eyes behind him must be from his genius cousin Yan Shiheng that day.

But he didn't look back.

Bai Han raised his hand to make a tactic, Yan Shiqian felt that he was flying into the air in an instant, closed his eyes subconsciously, and hastily stretched out his hand to grab the sleeve of the person in front of him.

The bitter wind suddenly rose and disappeared quickly. When I opened my eyes again, the air around me was still, as if covered by an invisible barrier, and the magnificent mountains and rivers and the turbulent sea of ​​clouds flew past under my feet.

Yan Shiqian hurriedly let go of his hand, secretly hating himself for being so rude and reckless, he must have offended the ancestors.

He looked up and saw the standing figure in front of him.Close at hand but out of reach.

The ink hair is flying, and the clothes are facing the wind.

It turns out that this is the strongest person standing at the highest place in the world, the one closest to a true immortal.

He really met the legendary sword cultivator Bai Han.