-But it was said that Chu Yu and Ling Ruoyun had a gentle relationship in the inner hall and then went to the Lingbao Hall. Situ Liangyu respectfully stepped forward to ask the two of them for their respect. Chu Yu thought about the benefits of not giving the disciples he had just accepted. After a little thought, he immediately took out a first-level magic weapon from the Nine Python Bingle Bracelet and gave Situ Liangyuquan a gift of meeting.

Long before the founding of the mountain, Chu Yu and Wuyou Zhenren used a number of top-grade magic weapons. After all, both of them have spiritual jade. They have a very rich family, but they don’t have to worry about refining materials.

Situ Liang was a dispersed cultivator. Although he had been practicing diligently until his late stage of physical education, he had almost obtained such a high-end magic weapon. To be honest, the most valuable magic weapon in Situ Liangyu was only at the mid-level third grade level. This was refined by him through hardships with only half of his knowledge. He usually didn't want to take it out and use it.

At this moment, after receiving the magic weapon given by Chu Yu, Situ Liangyu couldn't help but burst into tears. He kowtowed repeatedly and shouted that his grievances, as a helpless and restless cultivator for many years, also burst into tears at this moment, and he felt that he had finally found the organization.

Looking at Situ Liangyu who was kneeling in front of the palace and crying, Chu Yu and Ling Ruoyun were also a little surprised. The former even said intimately, "If you give Xiao Ying'er a magic weapon, I'm afraid this little girl will only thank you at most. It is indeed not easy for a dispersed cultivator to practice in this Middle-earth cultivation world!"

As the master's wife, Ling Ruoyun was also moved by the heart when he saw Situ Liangyu's gratitude look. Zhan Yan smiled and helped the latter up. He took a crystal shaved bead and handed it to him, and said softly: "Liangyu, Master's wife has nothing to give you. This seven-turn ice-condensing bead has the miraculous effect of concentrating the mind and calming the air. When you first entered the master's sect, you must have to fight the true energy. Carrying this bead close to your body can help some of it."

Just imagine that Situ Liangyu, who has been practicing to cultivate to this level, has been treated so kindly by some people. In addition, Ling Ruoyun's words were extremely gentle and considerate, and the latter's excitement that could have been slightly controlled was finally mentioned. An adult was almost crying, and he took the seven-turn ice-condensing bead with his hands tremblingly and said word by word: "Master and wife treat their disciples with deep affection and friendship, and the disciples cannot repay them. From now on, Situ Liangyu is a person in the Treasure Refining Pavilion, and dies as the ghost in the Treasure Refining Pavilion, even if he is scattered, he will be aware of the Treasure Refining Pavilion..."

"This disciple is well received. He is talented and is also a man who values ​​love and righteousness."

Under Chu Yu's pair of true consciousness eyes, he was in a false posture and had nowhere to hide. Seeing Situ Liangyu's sincerity, the former sighed in his heart, and helped the latter up with a smile and said, "From now on, this blessed land of the spiritual world is your home, and the treasure refining pavilion is your support!"

But just when Situ Liangyu was so moved that he was staggering, a staggering figure appeared at the door of the Lingbao Hall. With the sound of heavy footsteps, the tall black shadow gradually approached the inside step by step.

A slightly ferocious face that will be arranged for you will appear in front of Chu Yu. The man in front of him is about meter tall and naked. He shows his body with a stork bone and a very ugly face, but he has a pair of clear eyes, as bright as a star-like Beidou. However, a pair of strange eyes basically ignore his ugly appearance.

The man was covered in scars and even his breathing was very rapid. It was obviously caused by excessive consumption. He almost fell down several times, but his huge body was forcibly supported by his forced support. He walked closer step by step.

With a loud "bang", the man approached Chu Yu's five steps away and suddenly fell to the ground. Regardless of the bleeding wounds on his knees, he gritted his teeth and said with pain: "Li Panlong, the sect of the treasure ​​Government Pavilion, greeted the head sect and the head sect's wife."

Seeing the person who came naturally showed a hint of ruthlessness, Chu Yu couldn't help but feel slightly moved, "What a strong monk, with more than a hundred injuries on his body, and his true energy was exhausted but he could still persist so much. He was so cruel to himself. Wouldn't it be even more ruthless if he was against someone..."

When Chu Yu looked at Li Panlong, the latter actually met Chu Yu's gaze without any reservation. From the depths of his eyes, Chu Yu found a trace of hidden desire, which was an urgent desire for power...

"Can this person accept it? Can't take it?" Chu Yu knew countless people, but a trace of hesitation flashed through his heart.

"In the trial field, you are the only one entering the hall, but you are a bloody path that can be found with your true skills?" Chu Yu asked lightly.

Li Panlong gasped, a look of distrust flashed in his eyes, and he said hoarsely: "That's it."

At the same time, I thought to myself that the head of the treasure ​​Liangbao Pavilion is very human. Did he take a look at it? It is obvious that only he can enter the hall, so what else should he say? The name of the closed disciple should be his own, but the head of the sect is asking questions. Could it be that he is also a guy who judges people by his appearance..."

By the way, Li Panlong is a casual cultivator in Qingping Mountain, and has learned the techniques of practicing.

But they were mostly snatched by slaughter, but they were also very bloody in their hands. The way was considered to be the Dao Sect, and their daily behavior was no different from that of the demon cultivator.

He had thought of becoming a disciple and seeking art before, but he was despised everywhere because of his natural ugly appearance. He traveled all over the country, but no sect was willing to accept him.

After experiencing all kinds of discrimination, Li Panlong's already ruthless nature became even worse. As the saying goes, it is better to seek others than to seek others. He simply found a place where the poor mountain and water are located to practice alone. In his spare time, he wandered around the realm of cultivation, beat and slaughtered people, and forced himself to rob others of their practice and study.

Over the years, he has practiced some skills in a variety of incomplete cultivation techniques. Now he has the ability to become a middle-stage out-of-body cultivation. Speaking of which, it was also a whim that he came to Yunling Fudi to become a master. After all, he heard a lot about Chu Yu from Duowai, and he died many years ago. His heart to become a master and became the orthodox master, and his heart was rekindled.

When the trial field was just now, hundreds of people competed in the same field. With the years of combat experience accumulated and the inherently ruthless temperament, they supported it to the end. During this period, they also beat up many mistresses and ambushed. They knocked down several casual cultivators who were regarded as their biggest competitors by them in the morning, and finally became the only one who entered the Lingbao Hall.

"You must be thinking that this sect is also a guy who judges people by appearance!" Chu Yu has been in the world for decades, and has been extremely accurate in identifying people and seeing things. At this moment, he has gathered his true wise eyes and seen more clearly. However, he has understood a lot of information from Li Panlong's expression and chuckled.

After Chu Yu saw through his thoughts, Li Panlong groaned and did not deny it. A pair of bright black eyes stared at Chu Yu and said, "Panlong has indeed thought about it..."

Hearing this, Chu Yu smiled instead of anger and said, "If you put your ruthless character on the other side, you will not be tolerated by the noble and upright sects, do you know?"

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Li Panlong said ruthlessly: "It turns out that the head of the treasure ​​People's Lien Pavilion also thinks so, okay, okay! I, Li Panlong, do not rely on the heaven or the earth, rely only on myself but are not afraid of not being able to cultivate the great way, so I say goodbye."

After saying that, the guy who was like a robber, stood up stubbornly and dragged his body covered with scars toward the hall, but he actually refused to beg for him again.

Chu Yu's smile became stronger and stronger. Looking at the back of the former, a look of admiration flashed in his eyes, "How could you come to this Lingbao Hall and leave the land at any time, come back to me."

Suddenly, when he heard Chu Yu's voice, he waved his hand easily, a huge force pulled Li Panlong back, making it difficult for him to move even half of his finger.

"How come you are so arrogant? Since you have no idea of ​​being a disciple, I don't want to worship you as your teacher, but why did you stop three or four?" Li Panlong exhausted his true energy and physical strength in the previous battle. How could he get rid of Chu Yu's huge true energy? He could only roar in anger.

"Which ear did you hear me say I didn't want to accept you as my personal disciple?" Chu Yu shrugged and said calmly.

Li Panlong is also a timid. He was not happy and angry when he heard this. "Now you want to accept me as your disciple, but I am not happy! I will let me go quickly, otherwise..."

Before Li Panlong finished speaking, Chu Yu snorted coldly and interrupted: "Otherwise? Otherwise, what, is it qualified to be a threatening word based on your tiny practice?"

"I have a strong temper and a hurry, but I don't have good skills, so I'm just laughing at me!"

Li Panlong, who was angry, suddenly stopped struggling when he heard Chu Yu's last comment on himself, as if he was hit by someone, and seemed to have a feeling in his heart. He actually laughed wildly: "Everyone in the world judges people by their appearance. I, Li Panlong, have ambitions and are more talented than most sects, but they are always rejected by others. They have a strong temper and are not impatient. But it is not the reason why I, Li Panlong, have no good skills today..."

Hearing the slightest sadness in his words, Ling Ruoyun, who was pure and gentle in nature, stepped forward to hold Chu Yu's arm and said, "Xiao Chu, don't make things difficult for him anymore, he has his own difficulties... If you don't accept him as your disciple, Yun'er accepts him!"

Perhaps Chu Yu was too successful in playing the "bad guy", or Ling Ruoyun's kind and soft words touched Li Panlong's heart, and the guy was still shouting loudly that he suddenly calmed down. A pair of bright black eyes looked at Ling Ruoyun's beautiful face, and his eyes were slightly wet and said, "Master, Panlong knew that he was wrong... Panlong wishes... I wish to worship the head teacher..."

"I'm admitting my mistake and surrendering? It's so outrageous. I have designed a lot of ways to completely subdue this naughty and closed disciple! Ruoyun's words were done..."
Chapter completed!