In the spacious and bright main hall of Qianya Sect, there is a huge black and white disc above it, with Tai Chi Liangyi patterns drawn on it, and a stream of vague prohibition fluctuations emitted on the Liangyi array plate, and a trace of spiritual light flashed from time to time.

On the surrounding walls, night pearls as big as cow's eyes are embedded in an extremely regular manner, illuminating the entire hall as bright as daytime, and appearing extremely dazzling. Some calligraphy and paintings are even more lifelike, as if they are as lively as a lively thing.

In front of the hall, there is a purple sandalwood seat with some bird and beast patterns carved on it, and strange runes are painted on the edges, which sometimes appear and disappear, looking a bit weird.

Under the main seat, there are two rows of neat green bamboo seats, which look extremely green and crystal clear as if they are jade. You can tell at a glance that they are not ordinary people. The entire hall looks so grand, but it has a mysterious atmosphere, which does look like a treasure land of immortals.

At this moment, an old man in a blue robe was sitting upright on a bamboo chair. The man had white hair and beards, a kind face, and looked like he was not angry and mighty. His every move was filled with a fairy style.

But his aura fluctuated, I don’t know how much stronger than Deacon Yuan. This person is Kong Ming, an elder in charge of Qianya Sect. He has the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Foundation Building. He has entered the advanced level of Dan Condensation with half his foot. Some sect affairs are usually handled by the elder Kong Ming.

Elder Kong Ming, who was closing his eyes and thinking about things, suddenly looked like a move, then opened his eyes, and two rays of spirit shot out, then turned around and looked at the entrance of the hall.

After a while, an old man in gray appeared from the door. As soon as he saw Elder Kong Ming, he immediately came to his body and stood beside him with a respectful expression.

"Here you come back so soon? Haven't you walked with others?" Elder Kong Ming said, and the old man in gray was Deacon Yuan.

"Report to Elder Kongming, Deacon Song and I rushed back in advance. We didn't wait for fellow disciples around Taoyuan Town, but we just came back soon, but..." After a pause, Deacon Yuan quietly looked up at Elder Kongming, and saw that he had no reaction.

"However, a small accident happened halfway. A group of men in black attacked me on the road. Thanks to the opportunity that I saw it quickly, I escaped by chance. However, I lost two qualified disciples." Deacon Yuan said carefully, and occasionally looked at Elder Kong Ming.

"Oh, when someone attacked me? How many people were there in total? Didn't you even see the identity of one person?" Elder Kong Ming said with a look of contemplation.

Upon hearing this, Deacon Yuan shook his head and said, "The other party has a total of three Foundation Establishment Cultivators, all wearing masks, but I dare not fight with them more, so in a hurry, I couldn't see who the other party was."

"The only ones who can compete with our Qianya Sect are Xiaoyao Valley and Wanjian Pavilion. As for the females of Piaomiao Sect, they are mostly charming and bewitching people's hearts. You should be able to tell them, so Piaomiao Sect should not do this.

Although Wanjian Pavilion is a famous family on the surface, it often does shameful things behind its back. However, our relationship has been quite harmonious recently, and it shouldn't be theirs.

Only Xiaoyao Valley is not originally considered a sect. It is nothing but a force gathered by some casual cultivators, but most of them are vicious people, also known as a safe haven for evil people. Now there are more and more people, and they are vaguely on the same side as several major sects such as us.

Could it be that it was made by Xiaoyao Valley? But why? They could not come to snatch these quasi-disciples. They would only recruit some famous monks, and they all had certain strength. They could not cultivate anyone themselves." Elder Kong Ming analyzed in detail.

"I don't know much about this." Deacon Yuan shook his head.

"Well, by the way, who are the two missing disciples?" Elder Kong Ming asked.

Upon hearing this, Deacon Yuan replied: "One is a casual cultivator, the other is a descendant of the Xiao family in Wuhua Town!"

"Oh? That casual cultivator is easy to say, but the Xiao family still has some power in Wuhua Town. Although we can easily destroy it, if this reputation is spread, it is not good. Think of a way to comfort the Xiao family!" Elder Kong Ming said with a frown. Obviously, he did not take this matter too seriously.

"Yes, Yuan Jie must handle this matter well. Please rest assured Elder Kong Ming!" After a pause, Deacon Yuan asked, "Elder, then wait half a month later. After the introductory ceremony is held, Yuan Jie will go to Wuhua Town again!"

"Okay, have all the children arranged?" Elder Kong Ming asked softly.

"Well, they are all arranged in the outer hall. Before the introductory ceremony, they will not come out to run around." Deacon Yuan nodded. "If Elder Kongming is fine, then I will go down first and take a look at the children."

Seeing Elder Kongming nodding slightly, Deacon Yuan flashed and walked out of the hall gate.

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There is a quiet room in the outer hall and pavilion. The space is not very large and the decoration is extremely simple. There are four beds lined up, and three young men appear among them. One is wearing a purple shirt and tall, sitting on the bed and looking around.

Another young man was dressed in gray clothes, his eyes were shining, and he looked extremely smart, and he was holding a bamboo slip to record something.

The last person was a young man in a white robe. His skin was slightly dark, his expression was solemn, and his eyes were a little muted. At this moment, he was lying on the bed thinking about something.

And these three people are Ye Fei, Wan Feng, and Liu Qian, who is in charge of everything.

Wan Feng withdrew his eyes from looking around, looked at Ye Fei who was silent, and said softly: "Fellow Daoist Ye, why don't you even say a word? At least we were also assigned to a room. How about we chatting with Liu Qian?"

"That's right, Fellow Daoist Ye, I have helped you. No matter whether my words work or not, I still guaranteed that you are from Wuhua Town. Otherwise, if you don't go out often, and there are few friends in Wuhua Town, it will be difficult for them to believe you." Liu Qian also took over the topic and said in this way.

Hearing this, Ye Fei frowned secretly. He was really depressed when he was separated from these two guys into a room. They were more and more able to talk about each other. They kept talking all day long, and they couldn't say anything about them.

In fact, there was a young man named Shao Yu in the room, who was mocked Ye Fei for his weak constitution and had a slightly dark skin. However, he had an acquaintance in other rooms, so he couldn't listen to the nagging of the two, so he went directly to another room. At most, he would come back when he was sleeping at night.

The main reason is that the two of them cooperated very well, singing and spitting together, and they didn't blink when they blow, slandering the dark-skinned young man Shao Yu, saying that black charcoal fell to the ground and invisible.

Although he didn't say it directly, the fool could hear what was going on. This made Ye Fei speechless, as if Shao Yu had not offended the two people in front of him. I wonder why these two great gods were so funny about the young Shao Yu.

"Cough cough, two, fellow Taoist Shao Yu is gone. Is it my turn now?" Ye Fei promised in his heart that if he had an acquaintance in other rooms, he would definitely not stay here for a moment, so as not to keep chatting.

"Hey, fellow Daoist Ye, what are you saying? Can you compare with that black charcoal ghost of Shao Yu?" After Liu Gan said that, seeing Ye Fei's expression was wrong, this Master of All Things seemed to have thought of something, and grinned at the corner of his mouth and said dryly: "Uh, that, although you are not white, at least he is not as dark as him. Hehe, don't mind, Fellow Daoist Ye, I promise not to say anything to you."

After hearing this, Ye Fei was speechless, wishing to take off the mask he brought to him by his mother and let the two see if they were white. Although Ye Fei had experienced so much and his mood became much more stable than some of his peers, he was inevitably still a little bit of a young man's unruly temper.

'You didn't say me, but it was more unacceptable than saying me. What does it mean to look like if you don't look like him? Then don't you still say that I look like I am quite charcoal?' Ye Fei thought about this, but he didn't say it out.

"Hehe, I understand what you mean, but I don't like to talk normally and I'm used to being silent." Ye Fei forced out a smile and said like this. However, he was secretly slandering himself! (This chapter ends)

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