As soon as these words came out, the entire pile of guardians exploded.

"Why! We haven't spoken yet!"

"That's right, you Riyueling has already accepted a lot of disciples yesterday. No matter what, you have to give me some soup to Changgeling. No, we Changgeling also want this Sun Zhongyan!"

Some cultivators ran directly to Sun Zhongyan and smiled kindly and said, "Junior Brother Sun, I am the guardian of Yuanyang Peak, just call me Senior Brother Wang. If you can come to our Yuanyang Peak, I will ensure that you will become the core disciple of Yuanyang Peak, and even have the chance to become the elder's closed disciple directly, how about?"

For a moment, the entire hall was in full swing.

All the guardians blew their beards and stared at each other, rolled up their sleeves, and wanted to fight.

True Man Qianjun had long been accustomed to this scene, and coughed twice at this moment: "Senior brothers, please be careful. Listen to me, hey... Brother Hei, don't do it, Brother Huang, why are you pulling Brother Bai's beard? Let go quickly, Oh, listen to me, everyone, we are all fellow disciples of the Taixu Sword Sect, peace is the most important, why fight for it?"

"Swoosh!"

Before Master Qian Yun could finish his words, a sword light flew out of the crowd and smashed towards Master Qian Yun.

She was so scared that she quickly shrank her neck and flashed sideways, avoiding the sword light, and had to retreat, staring at the noisy scene in front of her.

Mo Bei, Sun Zhongyan and Feng An were even more stunned. They looked at the scene in front of them in a daze, looking at each other in a glance, and saw a hint of shock in each other's eyes.

Qianjun Zhenren looked embarrassed and said to them with a weak temper: "Actually, the relationship between the twelve peaks of the Five Ridges is usually quite good. But occasionally the competition is fierce..."

The gray-robed guardian was angry and gritted his teeth and said, "Wang Ling! You Changgeling has probably taken many disciples in these days! Your Changgeling is mainly based on gold and water attributes! Sun Zhongyan is not suitable for your Changgeling!"

"You now see that Sun Zhongyan has a good potential, so you want to take it in. But can you give him the best treatment? The best resources? I'm afraid that a good talent will be buried by your Changgeling! I see that you Changgeling is a talent suitable for our Riyueling, and you want to stop it. It's really ulterior motives!"

The guardian of the Wang Ling said this, his face was sometimes blue and sometimes white. It was extremely ugly.

All the guardians stopped their movements for a moment, and the colorful sword lights flashed around them slowly disappeared and they thought to themselves:

"That's true. The Riyue Ridge and Changgeling have been in conflict for a long time. Although Sun Zhongyan has a good potential this time, he is not suitable for Changgelingling at all."

"Then the royal tomb is indeed unpredictable and wants to stop Sun Zhongyan from entering the Sun and Moon Ridge!"

"Hey, the royal tomb did a bit too much."

"Today, I said it! Sun Zhongyan," the gray-robed guardian's beard shook, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Word by word, he gritted his teeth and said: "I must be taken as a disciple of Sun and Moon Ridge! Whoever dares to stop it is to be unable to cross my Sun and Moon Ridge!"

At the end of the day, the gray-robed guardian's wrist trembled, and in the palm of his hand, the sword energy rose in the sky, and the evil aura came to his face, as if the waves were swaying against the people's hearts, making people tremble.

With his voice and expression, no one dared to argue again for a while, and they shut up.

The atmosphere fell into an awkward state for a moment.

After a while, Qianjun Zhen interrupted and smiled gently, and came out to act as a good person: "Well, senior brothers, don't fight around. As for which peak these three disciples want to enter, it depends on their own wishes. Sun Zhongyan, which peak do you want to enter?"

As soon as Zhenren Qianjun said this, all the guardians present looked at Sun Zhongyan with bright eyes and automatically ignored Mo Bei beside him.

Sun Zhongyan was a little embarrassed for a moment, but he changed his mind and thought about it. When he remembered the kind reminder from Qianjun, he immediately made a decision.

He stopped hesitating and walked towards the gray-robed guardian, knelt on one knee, bowed down, and bowed deeply, "Sun Zhongyan, a disciple of Sun and Moon Ridge, has seen the guardian!"

"Hahaha!" The gray-robed guardian suddenly burst into laughter, smiling, and his mood improved a lot. His previous unhappiness disappeared immediately.

"Okay, okay," the gray-robed guardian helped Sun Zhongyan up and stroked his beard and said, "From today on, you will be my disciple of Riyue Ridge. In the future, under the training of the elders of My Ridge, I believe you will shine in the entire Taixu Sword Sect soon!"

"Hmph!" Wang Ling snorted heavily, glared at Sun Zhongyan fiercely, and even the remaining two disciples were not chosen, and left!

"So, Feng'an. How about you join my Yuanyang Peak?"

The strong man with a tiger-backed and bear-waisted waist said, "As long as you enter my Yuanyang Peak, I will follow me. I will protect you and keep you healthy and delicious!"

Feng An was delighted and thought to himself: "My cousin is also at Yuanyang Peak, I'm really worried about how to speak!"

He immediately agreed: "Thank you, the protector! I will be a disciple of Yuanyang Peak from now on!"

The two disciples were determined to belong. The gray-robed guardian of Riyueling and the big man with a tiger-backed and bear-waisted waist were satisfied and retreated aside.

The remaining five guardians who had not received their disciples' experience were staring at Mo Bei with their eyes shining brightly and their faces were full of enthusiasm.

"There is the last disciple. Well, this disciple is from me, Yunshuling, so no one should rob me!" One of the guardians spoke first.

As soon as he finished speaking, the female guardian with a charming figure giggled: "Tsk tsk, I'm not afraid of the wind blowing my tongue. Why is the last disciple from you Yunshuling?"

"Look," the female guardian smiled like a flower and looked at Mo Bei: "This junior brother is quite in line with his eyes. Come to my Xuanji Peak. There are many female disciples in our Xuanji Peak."

"Hmph! Xuan Ji Peak? Your Xuan Ji Peak's skills are all for women to practice. Do you want this disciple to practice your women's skills? Wouldn't you want to castrate yourself by swinging your sword?" The guardian of Yunshuling immediately snorted coldly and retorted.

"You! Do you want to ask me about the power of Xuanji Peak's martial arts?" The woman shouted angrily, gently pulled her jade fingers, and a pink shadow immediately soared into the sky. From an inch of thickness, it changed into a two-meter-wide ray of light in the blink of an eye. The sharp momentum kept erupting.

Before the real person Qianjun could announce Mo Bei's judgment level, these guardians began to get ready and became nervous.

The guardians all had a thought in their minds: "The second announced Sun Zhongyan has such good potential qualifications. As the last announced Mo Bei, his potential may only be able to be improved!"

But immediately afterwards, the words of Qianjun made the guardians present suddenly stiffen their expressions.

"Cough cough." Qianjun Zhenren coughed and said with a wry smile: "Mo Bei, judge the level..." Speaking of this, Qianjun Zhenren's eyes turned and then continued: "Quality. Affinity, all attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and five elements of Yin, Yang, Sun and Moon are condensed into a Taixu Qi."

As soon as this statement comes out.

All the guardians twitched suddenly, and their eyes suddenly stiffened.

"What? All attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, yin, yang, sun and moon!?"

"qualified?"

"One way, Taixu Qi?"

All the guardians rolled their eyes wildly. They originally wanted to speak for the guardians whom Mo Bei belonged to, but they were so scared that they quickly shut up. Without saying a word, they secretly felt glad that they did not rush to throw out the olive branch just now, otherwise they would not have regretted it to death!

The Yunshuling guardian's mind changed rapidly: "This disciple has many affinity attributes! Ordinary disciples can be considered qualified if they can affinity two attributes. Three are talents, and four are geniuses! He actually has all attributes."

"Regularly speaking, he is a genius among geniuses. But... the key is that he has too many affinity attributes, but he is a waste!"

The Yunshuling guardian looked a little embarrassed: "This disciple has a poor talent, but he has only cultivated a Taixu Qi! Such a disciple is probably a pool of mud and cannot be supported on the wall!"

"Even if you can't receive your disciple today, the elder will not say anything after you go back. But-"

As the guardian of Yunshuling thought about it, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead: "If you collect such a waste and go back, you won't be able to support the wall. You have to divide the resources. If you spread it, you will be laughed at by the other Lingfeng. The elders will not have to peel off my skin!"

Before he could speak, the woman on Xuan Ji Peak immediately changed her mind, and her stiff expression instantly turned into a hint of cunning. She laughed dryly, and said, "Oh, Senior Brother Hei, you are right. Our Xuan Ji Peak's skills are indeed only suitable for women to practice. Even if this disciple enters our Xuan Ji Peak, he cannot practice, and can only delay his future."

"I think he is the most suitable for you Yunshuling."

The woman giggled and was still fighting for Mo Bei to die, but she didn't want to change her face. The speed of changing her face was shocking.

"this……"

The Yunshuling guardian's face became even more embarrassed, and his eyes were eager to sweep around the guardian's guardian, and suddenly fell on the Huoluo Peak's guardian. As if he had found a life-saving straw, he smiled eagerly: "Junior Brother Luo, what I need for is a disciple of the friendly wind attribute. This Mo Bei is actually not suitable to enter my Yunshuling. Well, your Huoluo Peak is just right."

The big bearded guardian of Huoluofeng suddenly changed his face, his eyes kept turning around, thinking of saying something, and he said rudely: "Well, our Huoluofeng disciples have collected enough recently, but they really don't have enough resources.

Senior Brother Wang... You Guanhai Peak still lacks disciples. Didn’t you just say privately that you should recommend this disciple? Senior Brother will be generous and give him to you once."

When the Guanhai Peak defender heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched suddenly, and he took a few steps back. His eyes were eager to scan the remaining guardians.

But who knew that whenever he saw the guardian, he either scratched his head or looked up at the sky, completely pretending that he had not seen his gaze.

"Oh! Oh!" The Guanhai Peak Guardian suddenly had an idea, his face turned pale, and he covered his stomach and said, "Suddenly my stomach hurts, no more. Say goodbye for a while..."

After saying that, he waved his hand and took out the spiritual sword without caring about everyone's surprise gaze, and left in the dust. His speed was so fast that he was simply fleeing in panic, as if he was afraid that Mo Bei would rely on him.

For a moment, Mo Bei turned from a hot cake to a hot potato. All the guardians looked at him with a hint of disgust.
Chapter completed!