When Lang Feng and Wu Jieao arrived at the square together, dozens of people were already standing there. Except for the new disciples who came with them before, the rest were all new faces.

Standing in front of all the disciples was an older disciple who was tall and carrying a long sword. He was watching the crowd with serious eyes. After Lang Feng and Wu Jie'ao stood in the crowd, the disciples looked over. Among them was a young man holding a sword in his hand.

The black-edged blue and white fan looks a bit handsome and a bit classy, ​​but there is a look of disdain in the eyes.

When the older disciple saw everyone gathered, he said: "My name is Sun He, and I am the first generation disciple of the five master uncles. From now on, you will call me Senior Brother Sun."

After speaking, he looked at everyone with majestic eyes, and all the disciples said in unison: "Hello, Senior Brother Sun"

After saying "Okay", Sun He said to everyone: "You all belong to the fourth generation of disciples, the youngest generation of disciples of Tianmen. From now on, you must take into account the righteousness of the same sect. Do you understand?"

Everyone said: "Understood!"

Sun He nodded with satisfaction and said: "I will go in to meet the senior uncles later. Don't speak nonsense or do rude things. If you contradict several senior uncles, don't blame the senior brothers for being rude."

Everyone nodded with fear on their faces

Sun He added: "The future is very important to you. If you have good qualifications, you will be favored by the five uncles and accepted as disciples. Your future cultivation will be unlimited, so you must perform well."

The eyes of all the disciples were bright and they said in unison: "Yes", but the young man holding the fan gave a cold "hum", his face full of disdain and confidence.

Sun He said: "Follow me into the palace and pay homage to all the masters."

Lang Feng and others stood outside the Tianjian Pavilion. Sun He stepped forward and bowed to the hall, saying: "Disciple Sun He, bring all the juniors here to meet the master."

There was a voice in the pavilion: "Bring it in." When Lang Feng heard it, it was Zuo Jiansong's voice.

Sun He said: "Yes" and stepped lightly into the palace door, and everyone entered one after another.

The inside of the hall is as majestic as the outside. The hall is paved with carpets, and the walls are hung with landscape paintings. At the end of the hall, there is a huge sword with a dazzling blade. There are five people sitting in front of the sword. One of them is Tian Tian.

I have seen Zuo Jiansong. In addition, there are two men sitting on the right and two women on the left. The five of them are all Daofeng immortals. They are extraordinary.

Under the five people's heads, there were eight young teenagers standing. Among them, Lu Yifei, Bingyue, Xia Nan, and Zuo Xiaodie stood proudly in the first place. Bingyue stood second with a cold expression, and Zuo Xiaodie stood alone.

The person in green stood third, but Xia Nan stood at the end. There were also a man and three women, all of whom seemed to be dragons and phoenixes. After everyone entered the hall, they were not attracted by the majestic momentum in the hall, but they cast their eyes on Bingyue and marveled.

Can't look at it, the ice moon is still cold, without any expression

Sun He said: "Uncle Zuo, all the junior brothers brought us here"

Zuo Jiansong waved his hand and Sun He retreated. The eyes of Zuo Jiansong and the five others fell on Lang Feng. To be precise, it was the big sword behind Lang Feng.

Lang Feng felt the gazes of the five people, and secretly wondered in his heart: "Six Swordsmen of Tianmen, how come there are only five of them, and where is the other one?" He secretly cast his spiritual sense, and the scene in the hall immediately appeared in his mind, even Bing Yue Leng

Yan's face could also be seen clearly. Soon Lang Feng found out strangely that the appearance of Zuo Jiansong and the five people was always blurry and could not be seen clearly. Lang Feng concentrated his spiritual consciousness and looked towards the five people, trying to see clearly.

However, the appearance of the five people became more and more blurry. The more they tried to see clearly, the less clearly they could see, so they secretly tried their best. Lang Feng didn't notice. After the five people in the hall looked at each other, they looked surprised.

Sun He reminded at the side: "Master Zuo, all the disciples have been brought here."

Lang Feng immediately withdrew his spiritual consciousness and followed the crowd and said: "Disciple pays homage to all the masters."

Zuo Jiansong withdrew his gaze and said to the other four: "This year's disciples all have very good qualifications. Maybe there are some geniuses with excellent qualifications among them."

The two men on the right nodded in agreement. Although the two women on the left did not nod, they showed acquiescence in their eyes. When the disciples below heard this, they showed excitement. The young man holding the fan was even more proud, especially after hearing "the one with the best qualifications"

"Prodigy", looking at his expression, he looks like that "prodigy with excellent qualifications"

Zuo Jiansong stood up slowly, walked down the stairs and came to the disciples, who all bowed in unison.

Zuo Jiansong said: "You are all disciples with excellent qualifications. Our Tianmen has discovered you from all over the place. Do you know the purpose of doing this?" He glanced at the crowd and saw a young man with a fan standing up and said: "

Disciples know”

Everyone's eyes focused on him, Zuo Jiansong said: "You say"

The young man holding the fan saluted and said proudly: "Practice diligently and earn glory for my sect."

Zuo Jiansong nodded and said, "That's right. What's your name?"

The young man holding the fan looked proud and said: "My disciples are so charming."

"Ren Fengliu?" Zuo Jiansong was startled, and then said: "What a name!"

Ren Fengliu said: "Thank you, Master," and after saying that, he retreated into the crowd, with a proud look on his face. He couldn't help but look at Bingyue, and his eyes seemed to be saying, did you hear, my brother called Ren Fengliu

Zuo Jiansong came to Lang Feng again and asked, "Do you know what the purpose is?"

Lang Feng said: "Uncle, as a disciple of Tianmen, it is your duty to kill demons and protect all living things in the world." Wu Jieao suddenly cast a strange look, and Lang Feng thought to himself: "Jieao's parents were killed by demons."

, you must have the same idea as me."

Zuo Jiansong showed an approving look and said: "Yes, Tianmen has been maintaining the stability of the world since the founder established the sect, so you must remember: when you enter our Tianmen, you must kill demons and protect the people of the world!"

Everyone immediately said: "Disciple, please remember Master's teachings."

Zuo Jiansong turned back to the chair, sat down and said: "You must practice diligently in the future. It is good to add a bit of chivalrous name to my Tianmen. But if you act recklessly, associate with demons, and cause trouble to the people, you will definitely be punished by me."

Beat until all souls are destroyed." After Zuo Jiansong finished speaking, his sharp eyes swept across the crowd. Everywhere they looked, everyone lowered their head. Zuo Jiansong said, "Can you understand?"

Everyone couldn't help being afraid after hearing this, and immediately replied: "Disciple understands"

Zuo Jiansong was very satisfied. After sitting upright, he said to the people next to him: "Do you have anything else to say?"

The man on the far left closed his eyes and said: "Master Zuo has made it very clear, I won't comment anymore."

Zuo Jiansong's expression changed and he said: "Junior Brother Wu, Master is still in charge of Tianmen, why do you say this?"

A disciple next to Lang Feng said softly: "This person is Uncle Wu, Wu Jianfeng, the second of the Six Swordsmen." That disciple had delicate features and pure eyes.

Lang Feng thought to himself: "It turns out that this uncle's name is Wu Jianfeng. It seems that he is very at odds with his uncle Zuo."

Wu Jianfeng said: "Senior Brother is the only son of Master. He usually has outstanding achievements and loves to issue orders. Of course, this position of leader belongs to Senior Brother Zuo."

Zuo Jiansong was slightly angry and said: "Junior brother Wu, don't say that the master is in charge of Tianmen now. Even if he wants to pass on the position of leader, it is not certain who among the five of us will be. How can you mess with it?"

Say this"

Wu Jianfeng cupped his fists and saluted, but his tone remained calm and said: "Master is naturally extremely wise, but some people have already regarded themselves as the master."

Zuo Jiansong was furious and stood up from his chair, saying: "Junior Brother Wu, what do you mean by these words?"

Suddenly, a woman wearing a phoenix hairpin on her right head said: "We are here today to recruit disciples. How long can you two earn the position of the leader?"

The two of them became quiet as expected, and all the disciples were secretly surprised. The disciple next to Lang Feng said again: "This person is Uncle Liu Jianhong, the fourth of the Six Swordsmen, and she is Senior Sister Yue's master." Lang Feng was shocked and looked towards Liu Jianhong,

As expected, it was exceptionally beautiful and extraordinary, but his face was extremely cold. Lang Feng sighed: "If this isn't Senior Sister Yue's master, who else could he be?"

Zuo Jiansong sat down again, his tone still slightly angry, and said: "Since Junior Brother Wu said that I regard myself as the leader, I have to ask for the truth."

Wu Jianfeng sneered several times, leaned back slightly, and said: "I heard from my disciples that today Master Xiaodie's niece used my immortal sword to maliciously hurt the new disciples. Senior Brother Zuo has always been in charge of my Tianmen.

Regarding legal and command matters, I wonder which sect rule this has violated, and how should I be punished?"

Zuo Jiansong suppressed his anger and said: "I have dealt with this matter and punished her."

Zuo Xiaodie looked naughty, but Xia Nan and the others next to her looked worried.

Wu Jianfeng said "Oh" again: "But I heard that Senior Brother Zuo punished Canghai and Hou Feng thought about it for ten years. How does this make sense?"

Zuo Jiansong's tone was slightly lowered and he said: "As a senior brother, if he doesn't stop his junior sister, he will certainly be punished according to the sect rules."

Wu Jianfeng said "Oh" again, "Master Zuo's niece attacked the new disciple, and you just slapped her. My disciple didn't stop her, but you punished him for ten years to think about his mistakes. You don't know what niece Xiaodie has in her hands."

Sword? You don’t think of yourself as the leader, but what does that mean?” His voice couldn’t help but become louder at the end.

Zuo Jiansong's face was ashen, but he was speechless. The other three were also silent. Lang Feng thought to himself that the Tianmen sect's rules were so strict that even Master Zuo was speechless.

After a while, Zuo Jiansong's face turned from livid to black. He stood up. There was a trace of redness in his eyes. Everyone was a little scared. Zuo Jiansong shouted: "Xiaodie! Come to the front."

Zuo Xiaodie stood in the crowd, reluctant to come out. She felt that the atmosphere in the hall was a little heavy, and she felt a little panicked.

Zuo Jiansong closed his eyes slightly and said softly: "Xiaodie, come out quickly." The other three people on the seat showed unbearable expressions, and Wu Jianfeng simply closed his eyes.

Zuo Xiaodie walked out hesitantly and stood in front of everyone, with his head lowered and the fairy sword Tianmang still on his back.

Zuo Jiansong opened his right hand, and Tianmang appeared in his hand, and then said in great pain: "Xiaodie, according to the rules of Tianmen, if you draw a sword against a new disciple, no matter what the consequences, at least one arm will be broken off...

"When he said this, his voice trembled and his body became unstable.

Zuo Xiaodie was shocked, her face turned as pale as paper, her body kept retreating, and she said in horror: "Dad..."

Tears flashed in Zuo Jiansong's eyes, but he still slowly raised his sword and said: "Today, according to the rules of Tianmen, I will punish you. I hope you will remember to repent in the future. If you do it again, you will definitely not be punished."

"Qingrao, my disciples must take today's lesson as a warning." The disciples just entered the door and saw such a scene. They were all frightened and secretly swore that they would never do this in the future.

Zuo Jiansong's majestic body seemed lonely in the main hall. The Tianmang Sword suddenly emitted a changing light, which seemed to be a little irritable and restless. It buzzed and the sword body was trembling. Suddenly, the light was shining brightly, and it seemed to contain the power to destroy the world.

, all the disciples are like a small boat drifting in the fierce waves, they will be swallowed up by the giant waves at any time.

Wu Jianfeng sneered and said: "If you have hatred in your heart, just come to me, Wu Jianfeng. It's just a broken arm. Why show off your cultivation like this!"

Zuo Jiansong was speechless and looked at Zuo Xiaodie with loving eyes. Zuo Xiaodie stopped retreating. This power made her feel extremely desperate. Even if she could escape from Tianfeng, Tianmang would take away her arm. She was tense in fear.

Close your eyes tightly and wait for your destiny
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