Yu Zuochi's figure appeared not far behind Gu Liren.

He looked at Gu Liren who was shouting out directly like a grocery shopping aunt, and a wry smile appeared on his face. As he imagined, many people became angry.

Practice requires the accumulation of time. Young people may not be strong, but they are often the most arrogant.

A young man in black shirt from the distant Daqi Dynasty walked out of the wet forest and was the first to walk to the mountain path facing Guliren. He bowed carefully and said, "I'm all the time. Since I heard the news of your public acceptance of disciples a month ago, I came to Bashan day and night, thinking that if I have the fate to worship you under your disciples, it would be of course the greatest honor. If I can't, it would be considered a grand event. I just agreed to open the mountain and accept disciples today, but when you came out of the mountain, you said that you have completed the acceptance of disciples. I don't know how many people came here like me, how can this convince us?"

Facing the first young man who walked out, Gu Liren's expression did not change and was still very natural after listening to such words.

He even bowed slightly and bowed, and then said, "First of all, taking disciples is just a message. It is just an opportunity for those who want to worship under my disciples, but there is no fixed form. I have selected it now and the opportunity disappears. It is normal for opportunities that are not something you can control. Secondly, you are you. No matter how many people come by day and night like you, it has nothing to do with you. Don't think about representing them when you speak to me, don't borrow the power of too many people. Although there are many people, I think you are lighter."

The young man in black was silent. He had some insights after just a few words. He stopped talking, bowed and bowed, turned around and retreated.

A young man in red shirt was the second to speak, and his tone was extremely rude, "What is your standard for accepting apprentices?"

Gu Liren smiled faintly, "I like it."

The boy in red shirt was inexplicably stunned.

Of course, he was angry and dissatisfied with ten thousand. He thought that if Gu Liren said his criteria for selecting disciples, whether he had a high understanding or had a quick sense of absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, even if he was not as good as Gu Liren's disciple, someone present might think that he was better than Gu Li's disciple.

In this way, there will naturally be controversy and competition.

Only with a competition can this tone be heard.

However, when Gu Liren said "I like it" and said, Gu Liren looked at him lightly again, and his body became cold unconsciously.

This is a purely subjective broad standard, and it is just Gu Liren's own standard, which no one can criticize. The most important thing is that Gu Liren's glance made him understand that he was the kind of person who was disliked by Gu Liren and could not join his disciples.

Some people's anger was not heard of, and they even burned even more violently.

However, Gu Liren doesn't like it too much trouble.

Before the third person walked out of questioning, he raised his head and glanced calmly but sharply across the mountain road, forest, stream, and sky ahead.

"Some people may take several hours to accept disciples, while some people only take a glance. It took me many years to accept disciples, but the final decision was very fast. Any process can be divided into a length of time. If you are not satisfied with my method, think that you have come from afar and have not seen anything, and feel dissatisfied... Then I have already apologized."

"Since you've apologized, what else can you do?"

For some reason, it should be a very solemn and serious atmosphere at this time. However, listening to Gu Liren's words that were even aggrieved, Yu Zuochi almost couldn't help laughing.

Many people were also stunned.

They think something is wrong, but they are helpless.

They think the other party is wrong, so the other party admits his mistake and apologizes.

Yes, then how about you want the other party?

However, Gu Liren's expression suddenly became serious.

"Angry is temporary. The reason why anger is called anger rather than anger water. When used as fire, it means that it rises quickly, but it is also easy to extinguish. However, the doubts are different. This thing is the moss that grows from the darkness."

He looked deep in the forest and said calmly, "I know many people come to see my sword. And if I don't draw the sword, I will definitely not end."

"So... I will use a sword, you guys are optimistic."

When Gu Liren said the words "You have to look at my sword", Yu Zuochi's face had changed.

His eyes became particularly bright.

When he finished hearing this sentence and heard the four words "You are optimistic", he unconsciously held his breath.

He knew that this should be Gu Liren's truly powerful sword.

A sword that is amazing.

Gu Liren doesn't care about everyone's mood at this time.

He glanced at the sky and it was dawn.

It was already sunrise at this time, but as he looked up, there seemed to be a lot of inexplicable and holy light in the sky.

The sky is brighter than usual, but not dazzling.

Without the extremely powerful mountain-like fluctuations, no one felt that the sword intent was being generated. However, for the great masters outside the mountain gate, the sword intent seemed to be everywhere.

Huang Daochen had already walked out of the forest. He was not far from the Grandmaster Qi who was full of black bamboos. He looked at the sky that suddenly lit up and felt that there seemed to be millions of swords hidden there, and each sword was the sky and could not be broken.

However, at this moment, everyone heard some strange sounds.

Huang Daochen turned around in shock.

This sound comes from behind the Master Qi.

Behind Master Qi is a tree, and behind the tree is a hillside.

There was originally a large rugged rock on the hillside, and the many edges and corners on the rock were like cows, both large and small, as the erosion of time.

However, at this time, the horns disappeared rapidly.

Stone powder was sprinkled on the big stone, as thin as floating fluff.

The rugged rock became strangely round, becoming more round, and eventually becoming completely round.

Countless screams and sighs sounded, like waves hitting the silent forest before several breaths.

It was just a few breaths, and this big stone changed in front of everyone's eyes.

Grandmaster Qi, who was originally sitting upright in the black bamboo forest, stood up.

There was inexplicable sorrow and deep shock in his eyes.

He said nothing, didn't look at anyone, his figure turned into a ray of black smoke and fell before the ball.

He stretched out his palm and landed on the ball like a miracle.

No dust.

The surface of the ball is delicate and smooth, and there is not even the residue of the sword intent. It seems that this stone should be so round.

He smiled bitterly inexplicably.

"Why do you have a hard time?"

He said to himself, turned around and bowed to Gu Liren who seemed to have done nothing, and then the wrinkles between his eyebrows disappeared. He seemed to be cheerful and then left.

"What kind of sword is this?"

Huang Daochen's body was very heavy, and he was shocked in his heart. He subconsciously wanted to go to the ball to take a look, but his body seemed to be suppressed by a terrible smell, making it hard and difficult for him to take a step.

Yu Zuochi laughed.

His smile was full of admiration and emotion.

What kind of sword is this?

It seems that even he can't describe it accurately.

When everyone felt that the sky was lit up and there was no sword intent, and the sword intent was everywhere, the sword had already fallen.

Even the Grandmaster Qi did not feel the sword appear behind him.

And with one sword, a large stone is cut into a circle, and there are countless swords inside.

Countless swords fell on the stone from all directions, each sword had different powers, or was the sword intent spiraled with the big stone?

Even he can't see through.

But what is certain is that he should not be able to catch such a sword.

The water curtain in front of the palace costume in the forest had disappeared. She and the scholar who arrived before her looked at each other and saw the bitterness, confusion and awe on each other's face.

The omnipresent sword intent is already terrible, but the most terrifying thing is time.

This sword seemed to have transcended the boundaries of time and could completely deceive their perception.

Or, this sword is not just that, because they may not be able to understand such a sword.

The old man in Bashan Sword Field looked at Gu Liren blankly.

He knew that Gu Liren was very strong, but he didn't expect that he was so strong.

No one has any objection, because this sword makes no one else have any objection.
Chapter completed!