Wei Zhuang said coldly: "Don't talk too much, let's talk about the results of your investigation!"

"yes!"

Yang Chang nodded and said, "According to the investigation of villains, among the top top forces under Fang today, the Beiming Sect has not been valued by the Xuanming Sect for the longest time. No disciple has been attracted by the Xuanming Sect for 50 years."

Speaking of Beiming Sect, a hint of hatred flashed in Yang Chang's eyes.

"Bei Ming Sect?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhu Yushou's eyes and said:

"From their performance yesterday, the Beiming Sect should be quite strong. How could it be that no outstanding disciples have been valued by others for fifty years?

Could it be that you deliberately deceived me because of your personal grudge with the old woman with the dragon stick?"

"The villain dares not!"

Seeing the suspicion in Zhu Yushou's eyes, Yang Chang knelt down on the ground with a plop and said:

"The list of disciples recruited by Xuanming Sect in the past dynasties is not a secret. You can find it at any time. How dare the villain tell you such a lie that can be broken in front of you?"

Speaking of this, Yang Chang quickly took out a scroll from his arms and presented it respectfully, saying:

"This is the list and origin of the disciples recruited by Xuanming Sect over the years. Please check it out."

Zhu Yushou reached out to take the scroll and put it on the table and opened it.

I saw that the year of the recruitment of disciples, number of people, name information, etc.

Zhu Yushou looked at the years above and found that the time when Xuanming Sect recruited disciples was once every five years.

Moreover, each time, no more than five disciples are recruited, and only one disciple is accepted per year.

In other words, in the past fifty years, Xuanming Sect has only collected nearly fifty disciples in total, and the number of people is so small that it is simply outrageous.

"There are so many first-class forces in the world, but there are so few admissions. No wonder no one in Beiming Sect was selected for fifty consecutive years.

However, the Xuanming Sect is not a mess. They included all the talents in the world, and anyone who was considered to be unsuccessful or did his best would be immediately killed.

In this way, all the strongest masters in the world came from the Xuanming Sect, and other forces naturally became even more powerless to resist their rule."

Wei Zhuang also looked at the list in front of him and said in a deep voice: "If Beiming Sect loses the election again this year, then Xuanming Sect will most likely destroy Beiming Sect, right?"

Yang Chang nodded and said, "Although it is not certain, it is indeed very possible!"

Wei Zhuang curled a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth and said:

"It seems that this so-called Young Master Lin is really related to life and death for Beiming Sect."

"In this way, I'll have to go there with Brother Weizhuang!"

Zhu Yushou smiled, picked up the wine pot on the table, and poured a glass for Weizhuang.

"snort!"

Weizhuang picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and then turned around and left casually.

"Sir, the younger one has done what you ordered. Do you have any more instructions?"

Yang Chang looked at Zhu Yushou with some anxiety and said.

"there is none left!"

Zhu Yushou shook his head, smiled coldly, and then his palm suddenly poked out, and a powerful force of sucking came from his palm.

"ah!"

Amid Yang Chang's shrill screams, within a moment, he was turned into a mummy by Zhu Yushou's sucking technique.

"So you have no value for it."

Zhu Yushou walked out of the room with a sneer, used his light skills, and jumped directly to the eaves of Yuebin Tower.

Not far away, in the inn where Beiming Sect was located, a sound of howlings and scattering sounds suddenly came.

The Beiming Sect team began to search the surrounding streets in a crazy way.

"call!"

The sound of clothes fluttering sounded around him. Zhu Yushou didn't have to look back and knew that it must be Wei Zhuang. There was still a faint murderous aura on his body.

Zhu Yushou smiled and said, "Is it done?"

Wei Zhuang nodded.

"It's my turn to play."

Zhu Yushou smiled indifferently, then stopped and said, "If I came to the door now, wouldn't it seem too deliberate?"

Wei Zhuang glanced at him and said, "Tomorrow is the selection period. Beiming has no candidates, so he must be as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

As the saying goes, if you are in a hurry to seek medical treatment, you will come to your door at this time, regardless of whether you are deliberately or not, they have no choice."

Zhu Yushou thought about it, but he was not in a hurry. He made the people of Beiming Sect anxious for a while, and there might be unexpected results.

So, Zhu Yushou wandered around Linxian Town calmly for a whole afternoon, until the moon was above the willows, and silently sneaked into the inn booked by Beiming Sect.

At this time, in the inn, the body of Mr. Lin was parked in the hall. The old woman with the Dragon Staff in Beiming Sect was as deep as water. Several masters around who were responsible for protecting Mr. Lin also looked like they were betrayed.

One of them looked at Young Master Lin’s body and said bitterly:

"Elder, Young Master Lin is dead now. What do you think? If no one can join the Xuanming Sect this year, our Beiming Sect will be in a critical crisis."

"hehe!"

Another smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know if Beiming Sect is in danger of survival. I only know that when I return to Beiming Sect, the sect leader will have to peel our skin."

"Okay, stop yelling."

The old woman in Dragon Staff angrily scolded her, suppressed the whole story of everyone's discussion, hoarsely, and then said helplessly:

"Since Young Master Lin is dead, no matter how much we talk about it here, it will be useless. Think about how to explain to the sect leader when we go back."

"What to explain? As long as someone can replace Young Master Lin and join the Xuanming Sect in the name of Beiming Sect, you will not only be innocent, but will be rewarded."

Just as everyone was talking in the hall, a chuckle sounded, and then the door was pushed open with a "bang" sound, and a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old slowly walked in from outside the door.

"Who are you?"

The old woman with dragon stick snorted coldly, and several masters around her immediately surrounded her fierce murderous aura, instantly locking people in the future.

Zhu Yushou smiled coldly, without taking their murderous intent at all, walked forward on his own and said with a smile:

"Who am I? I am the mastermind behind the killing of your Young Master Lin."

"What!"

When the old woman with dragon stick heard this, she couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Zhu Yushou confessed calmly, as if he was just telling his neighbor that I pulled out a green onion at your doorstep when I was cooking noodles in the morning.

Instead of killing others, the important person who is related to the survival of the sect.

The old woman with dragon stick filled her chest with anger. The dragon head crutch suddenly paused, instantly smashing a bluestone floor tiles on the ground, and shouted loudly:

"Boy, my Beiming Sect has no grudge against you, why should I harm us like this?"

"Your Excellency is right."

Zhu Yushou shook his head and said with a smile: "I killed Mr. Lin, not to harm you, but to help you."

"Help us?"

The old woman in Dragon Staff sneered, unmoved at all, but kept gathering her true energy, as if she could take action at any time.

"yes!"

Zhu Yushou nodded seriously and said, "That Young Master Lin was taken to life so easily. It shows that his talent is limited. Even if he comes to Xuanming Sect tomorrow, it may be difficult to be selected. Will it affect the sect at that time?"

"Nothing nonsense, I think you are clearly teasing your body!"

Zhu Yushou's joking attitude finally made the old woman with dragon stick who was completely angry. She roared her right hand and the dragon-headed crutch immediately roared out like lightning, causing a strong wind in the sky, and smashed it down at Zhu Yushou.

At the same time, the masters surrounding Zhu Yushou also took action together, each using their strongest skills and besieged Zhu Yushou.

"Hey, in the end, I still have to speak with my fists!"

Zhu Yushou shook his head, but he didn't see any movement. A sharp sword energy rose from behind him like a red sun.

The endless red sword energy, like the morning light of the rising sun, bloomed out, instantly covering the whole body several feet in a circle, soft but not weak, and light but not fierce.

The Chinese Aojue Skills of the East.

All the masters who besieged him felt that the red sword light was everywhere in front of him. The attack he desperately emitted, and when he touched the sword light, it was like snow encountering boiling soup, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, all over his body was as if he was stabbed by a knife, and it was extremely painful, as if he was stabbed by thousands of sharp swords. They were so shocked that they were about to retreat, when the red sword energy had invaded their bodies and instantly sealed their meridians.

The old woman with the strongest cultivation of the dragon stick among the group, she tried her best to use a dragon go stud and finally finally handed it to Zhu Yushou.

But I saw several sermons crisscrossing and the crutches in my hand broke instantly.

But she was very strong after all. She took her busy schedule and slightly stepped down several feet in an instant.

"It's quite a bit capable."

Zhu Yushou smiled calmly, stretched out his right hand and grabbed it in the air, and an invisible sucking force surged out.

The old woman with dragon stick felt an unrivaled huge suction force coming. No matter how hard she tried to retreat, her figure still flew towards the other party uncontrollably.

Then Zhu Yushou bounced his fingers and a red sword energy whistled out. The old woman in the dragon stick felt numb all over. Her meridians had been sealed by the sword energy and could no longer be discussed.

"Ninggang Realm?"

The old woman with dragon stick looked incredible and couldn't help but say in disbelief.

The boy in front of him looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his cultivation level was so amazing that he had reached such a state behind him.

Zhu Yushou has become accustomed to the realm of this world, and he has not said much.

He smiled indifferently and said, "How about it, with my cultivation, if I join the Xuanming Sect as a disciple of the Beiming Sect, what is the chance of being selected?"

"You killed Young Master Lin to force our Beiming Sect to recommend you to join the Xuanming Sect?"

The old woman with dragon stick was an old man after all, and she instantly understood Zhu Yushou's intention.

Zhu Yushou nodded and said, "Not bad."

The old woman with dragon stick and everyone in the hall had a change in expression and was unable to make up for a moment.

Zhu Yushou sneered, waved his hand and untied everyone's ban.
Chapter completed!