The Boss Has Been Tricked By the Lord God Again

   Chapter 656 I don't want to cultivate, I just want to cultivate you (9)

   If you can't see Dan, you can't see strength.

   White-robed Jianxiu was slightly startled, and there was a little more doubt in his indifferent eyes.

   There are only three possibilities for not seeing Dan. One is that this person is completely an ordinary person who has not stepped into the realm of self-cultivation, and the other is that this person possesses a treasure that can hide his strength.

  Thirdly, her strength is comparable to his, or even higher than him.

  The girl stood in the inner circle with the students who were taking the test.

   Therefore, the first possibility is ruled out.

   Shen Zhi didn't come to a conclusion easily, but his eyes accidentally stayed on her for a long time.

   This time, Yun Chu wondered if there were any flaws in her body without knowing it.

   Bai Xiaojin tugged Yunchu's sleeve: "Boss, did he recognize you?"

  Yun Chu raised his eyes and saw the man blinking his eyelashes slightly.

  Yun Chu lowered his voice and said expressionlessly: "Don't talk, he can hear."

   Bai Xiaojin was agitated, and immediately shut his mouth and covered his mouth with a guilty conscience.

   Almost broke a major event!

   Yun Chu thought, Shen Zhi should not easily think that she is the devil.

   You can't see the cultivation base, and it may be hidden with a weapon.

   No one would believe that a demon master with a notorious reputation in the world of self-cultivation would be upright and bright among the crowds of Taoist cultivation.

   When Yun Chu looked at Shen Zhi again, the other party's eyes had already moved elsewhere.

The    expression didn't change much from the beginning.

   As calm as the world after the first snow.

   At a quarter of noon, the elder of the outer door, who was in charge of recruiting disciples this time, stood up and said loudly, "Open the small sword mound."

   His voice fell, and Shen Zhi, who had been silent, took a step forward.

  's slender fingers protruded from under the snow-like sleeves, volley pinched a magic formula in the void, and the slender phalanx slid across the afterimages.

   A little bit of stars blossomed on his fingertips, reflecting his breath-taking face.

   This scene was extremely shocking, and the cultivators stood on the spot, holding their breaths.

   After the light blue seal appeared, the silver light flashed, and a light hole the size of a person appeared in front of him.

   Immediately, Jianxiu in white withdrew his hand, his eyes as calm as snow.

opened.

   This is the entrance to the legendary small sword mound, and only the big figures at the core of Wanjianzong know the trick to open it.

  After everyone came back to their senses, the elders of the outer door began to organize Taoist monks to enter the grave one by one.

   There are risks in the small sword mound, and the assessment rules are also very simple.

  Able to take out a sword safely, no matter the quality of the sword, as long as you do this, you can become an official outer disciple.

   Yunchu and Bai Xiaojin came late and came last.

   Dao Xiu, who was in front, entered the light cave one after another.

   Waiting for their turn, at least one incense stick.

   After a while, several sword cultivators, including Shen Zhi, came to the end of the trial disciples.

   Yun Chu's scalp was slightly numb, and a gaze passed through the crowd and locked her accurately.

   Those eyes were cold, like snow, but not malicious.

   Yun Chu couldn't describe this feeling accurately, as if he had been taken special care of by the invigilator.

   The white-robed swordsman in the back was surrounded by the crowd, and the stars held the moon.

   He is as thin as an independent snow lotus, and he is always so different from other people, and he is born outstanding.

   The woman in white in front of him smiled and turned to look at him with a sweet voice: "Brother, how do you think the quality of this year's disciples is?"

  Chu Ling is the daughter of the suzerain of Wanjian Sect. She was born at the age of 18. She is a leader among female cultivators.

  The male disciples of Wanjianzong are more or less admired for this senior sister.

   Hearing the voice, Jianxiu in white swept through the crowd, his eyes fixed on the girl in white.

   "Fair."

   Sword Xiu in white opened his voice, as if he had been kissed by a god.

  Chu Ling couldn't help but startled, this was the first time this senior had answered her.

   But he didn't look at her to answer, as if he was looking elsewhere.

   At the same time, this is also the first time for him to give a high evaluation to the disciple he has just recruited.

   (end of this chapter)