Sword cultivation room.

The disciples were all sitting by the stove, one by one, one by one, one by one, some of them were listless, as if they were thinking about something, and some sat with Elder Sha, holding their heads and drinking.

No one has the heart to practice swords.

"Hey, do you think Senior Brother Bai can enter the top 100?" a disciple said listlessly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, A Dai next to him rushed over immediately, picked up his fist and slammed his forehead.

"Ouch! Senior brother, why are you hitting me!" the disciple said aggrievedly, holding his head.

"You should fight!" A Dai said angrily: "Look at what you said, can Senior Brother Bai lose? Have you ever seen Senior Brother Bai lose? Since Senior Brother Bai dares to say that, he will definitely win!!"

"Yes! He will definitely win!!" A Yu also spoke, with a particularly firm expression.

However, the two of them said this, but the people in the sword cultivation room could not increase their aura. Everyone was still depressed and looked depressed.

Elder Sha didn't say a word and continued to drink, and his whole body seemed particularly decadent.

"Elder!"

At this time, I tried to shout.

"What?" Sha Zhi turned his head and looked at him, his face flushed.

"What should we do to get the recognition of the sect? We will not be excluded by the sect's people?" Li Teng gritted his teeth and growled.

Sha Zhi was silent for a long time before he took a sip of wine and said lightly: "Isn't this obvious? As long as you all enter the realm of a saint, you will not be looked down upon by others."

"But we have to practice swords every day, and we don't have that much time to practice! Even if we have unique resources, it is still out of reach for us." A disciple said in pain.

They could not go to other places except the sword cultivation room. When they arrived at the sword cultivation room, they had to constantly practice swords, otherwise how could the Idiot Sword Heaven Palace have their place to stay?

"You can only endure slowly. Cultivating swords is to cultivate your mind, so be patient. Sooner or later, you will reach the saint realm, and then I will apply to the sect to transfer you to other departments. At that time, your strength will increase rapidly." Sha Zhi said hoarsely.

The disciples remained silent.

At this time, Ah Dai seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked: "Elder, what about you if we reach the saint and leave the sword cultivation room?"

After these words, many people were stunned and looked at Shazhi in unison.

"Me?" Sha Zhi smiled bitterly: "Are you still here? You left, the sect will recruit new disciples to worship them in the sword cultivation room. I have to maintain the normal operation of the sword cultivation room, otherwise our sect will not be paralyzed?"

"Are the newly recruited disciples... all semi-saints?" A Dai asked again.

Sha Zhi was silent for a while and nodded.

At this moment, the disciples felt heartbroken and helpless.

As long as they reach the saint, they can leave the sword cultivation room, walk out of this place where people in the Yijian Tiangong regard as filth, and walk out of this place where they are scolded as gathering places of waste and garbage shelter.

But...sand roast cannot!

He was afraid that he would have been sitting here in his life, and he would have cultivated them into qualified saints in batches of so-called "garbage", and then sent them to other departments of the sect.

Compared with Elder Sha, what is their time in the sword cultivation room? This time here is just a process! A process to get them into a saint.

But Elder Sha has to endure this torment for a long time.

Many people suddenly realized and finally understood why Elder Sha was so sloppy, why he was so addicted to alcohol and drank drunk every day.

There is nowhere to tell the unhappiness in his heart.

If someone else had worked in this position for a long time, he would have been constantly enduring the rolling eyes and insults of all the people in the sect, and even be insulted by some disciples. I'm afraid he would have been crazy long ago?

"Elder, don't worry, even if I enter the realm of a saint, I will not leave the sword cultivation room! I will definitely let the sword cultivation room carry forward and become a force that the sect cannot ignore!" Ah Dai gritted his teeth and said firmly.

"Forget it, the old man has been used to it for a long time. You are still young and have a future and future. You don't have to stay here. In fact, it's good for the old man to stay here. I don't have to worry about the major affairs of the sect. After drinking, sleeping and drinking every day, there is no need to worry about anything. There is a sect that has the support of everything. People like me are not very talented and cannot be much stronger in cultivation. Such a comfortable life is the most suitable for me." Sha Zhi smiled faintly.

But this sentence reveals too much helplessness.

Who is willing to be mediocre all his life?

The disciples were completely silent, and no one spoke for a long time.

Hurry!

At this time, a slight movement rang outside the house.

People looked up and looked out the door.

Now that the competition is starting, is there anyone else who is shaking outside except the disciples patrolling everywhere?

"Who is outside?" a disciple shouted.

However, no one responded.

But the door was pushed open, and a serious-looking man walked in slowly.

When this person came, everyone was stunned and stared at him in a daze.

Sha Zhi also turned around and looked careless, but when he saw the person coming, his whole old face froze, and the wine jar in his hand slammed and hit the ground.

The wine jar cracked and the sound was harsh.

Elder Sha suddenly stood up and stared at the person who came.

"Sixth Elder? Why are you...why are you here?"

Elder Sha said dumbly.

"Do you say..." I tried to breathe tightly, but I couldn't say it anymore.

All the disciples' throats seemed to be blocked, their eyes wide open, looking at the Sixth Elder.

But the Sixth Elder took a deep breath and said lightly: "Everyone, let's go, follow me to the arena. The Great Elder has already added pumice stones to your sword cultivation room."

Sha Zhi heard the sound and trembled all over, looking at the Sixth Elder: "Sixth Elder...you mean..."

"Yes, Bai Ye has already entered the first hundred." The Sixth Elder said with a bad look on his face.

boom!!!!!

Almost all the people in the sword cultivation room had their heads exploded and were blank.

After a while, people came back from their shock and made hoarse roars and cheers.

"Senior Brother Bai has entered the top 100!! Senior Brother Bai has been promoted to the top 100!!"

"Oh my God, Senior Brother Litu, have you heard it? Did you hear it?"

"It's incredible!! Brother Bai is so good!!"

"I knew Senior Brother Bai would do it! He would do it!!!"

People hugged each other, some jumped and jumped, and some even had bad temperaments to hug each other and cried.

The entire sword cultivation room was noisy, with crying, howling, shouting, and roar intertwined.

"This is a miracle!! This is a miracle!!"

Sha Zhi's body also trembled, and old tears were everywhere. He hurriedly wiped away his tears, but it soon flowed out again.

At first, he actually wanted to refute Ah Dai, but he finally held it back.

He told Bai Ye before that he wanted him to make the best of his efforts to enter the top 100, but that was caused by drinking more wine and being infected by Bai Ye's words.

In fact, if he calmed down and thought about it carefully, he should know how ridiculous his words were.

After all, Bai Ye is just a great emperor, how can he enter the top 100?

Sha Zhi sometimes asks himself how he made such a ridiculous request, but today, Bai Ye told him with practical actions that his request was not ridiculous!

He really broke into the top 100! He won this unprecedented honor for the sword cultivation room!!

"It seems that the boy's luck is not very good!" Sha Zhi's heart trembled, his old eyes were turbid, and a smile appeared on his face: "I actually let him get into the first hundred..."

"Hello?" The Sixth Elder looked strange, stared at Sha Zhi for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know who he fought against when he broke into the top 100?"

Sha Zhi was stunned: "Who?"

"Qingtian!" said the Sixth Elder.

After these two words fell, the sword cultivation room returned to peace again...

Everyone froze.

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Chapter completed!