Su Hu said in confusion: "Pick us up to the main hall."

Cuiwu real person smiled: "Of course, the order given by the senior brother of the sect himself."

Su Hu's face collapsed suddenly.

"I have to climb the mountain again. I finished climbing yesterday and my legs still hurt today."

Cuiwu Zhenren laughed louder: "That's simple, I'll take you up today. My Houtu sword hasn't been carrying anyone for a long time."

As he said that, Mu Wanwan saw a giant sword without a sharp edge in front of him, without any gorgeous decorations on his body. If he had to find an adjective, it would probably be a black extended brick.

"This is my Houtu Sword. The Emperor Tian Sword and the Second Senior Brother's Emperor Sword are brothers' swords. Oh, by the way, you will be able to see my Second Senior Brother in the future when you arrive at the hall."

After standing firmly on the sword, Su Hu asked, "What is your second senior brother?"

The real person Cuiwu picked up the sword control technique: "Master Fengyu, I thought you would want to meet him."

Su Hu smiled: "Is it the one who reads the head's hair?"

True Man Cuiwu thought for a while: "The second senior brother is more wise than us in swordsmanship. He is usually a bit like Yuan'er. But as long as he pairs up with his precious apprentice, he wishes to say everything he hasn't said in his life."

It was just a few words, and I reached the top of the mountain.

The real person Cuiwu put them down and said, "You can wait here for a while. I will go to the inner palace to meet the senior brother of the head."

Su Hu nodded.

He Mu Wanwan found a crooked tree and looked in the direction of the hall.

The disciples of Taiyan Palace were all wearing black clothes, with only the hem of the clothes that seemed to have some patterns. Compared with other sects, they were indeed much simpler.

Su Hu leaned against Mu Wanwan: "I saw that other sects have various clothes, and the patterns on them are also very gorgeous, for fear that others would not know that the sect is rich. Why did they arrive at Taiyan Palace? "

Mu Wanwan was about to open her mouth when someone patted her arm.

"Sister, do other sects have many patterns on their clothes?"

Mu Wanwan looked down and saw A Chun in black.

Looking further down, there are no patterns at the hem of the clothes.

Mu Wanwan touched Achun's head: "Yes."

"Then aren't they very powerful!"

Su Hu looked at Achun: "What does the pattern have to do with excellence?"

It has something to do. The patterns on the clothes of the disciples of Taiyan Palace are transformed by sword spirits, and everyone is different. The stronger the sword spirit, the more exquisite and complex the patterns they turn into.

"Brother Su, you don't know this. This pattern is transformed by the sword spirit. Of course, it has something to do with strength."

Su Hu turned his head and looked at the source of the sound, and Xiao Fengyu, dressed in black, walked slowly.

Mu Wanwan looked at Xiao Fengyu's clothes, and the patterns were obviously more complicated.

His sword is called Zhuxing, and it is all full of star patterns.

Su Hu smiled: "That's true, I still want to embroider more flowers on the clothes of the brothers."

Xiao Fengyu smiled and said, "Let's go, the head uncle has been waiting for a long time."

Bypassing the neatly arranged team, Mu Wanwan and Su protected into the inner hall.

Real person Cuiwu came over and patted Su Hu on the shoulder: "You kid, you still want to embroider our clothes."

Su Hu was not polite either: "There are clothes on other sects. Taiyan Palace looks much simpler at first glance, and looks like he has no money."

An old man with a goatee stroked his beard: "Hahahahaha, don't worry, my friend. Although our Taiyan Palace is not rich now, we can have rich people before. For those of you two, it doesn't take much effort to raise tens of thousands of people."

Su Hu looked at him, and the man smiled: "I am Zuming, Xingsi, and I call me Huimu Zhenren."

Mu Wanwanchao looked at the real person in Huimu.

When she withdrew her gaze, a female cultivator in the corner looked over.

"Yesterday I neglected the two of you. Today I would like to invite you to the inner hall to introduce you to you. These are my junior brothers and sisters."

"I'm at Liu Muyan, the Taoist name is Mingzhao, Xing Er, and Feng Yu's master."

Mu Wanwan looked at the young man. Xiao Fengyu not only had similar appearances, but also had the same temperament.

Mu Wanwan crossed over the eminent person and looked at the woman sitting in the most remote corner.

She noticed the man from the moment she came in, wearing a gorgeous robe and a cool face.

"This is Mirror Deep, Xingsan, my junior sister."

The woman finally turned her head and her voice was indifferent: "Han Po."

The head of the sect then realized: "The Tao is called Hanpo."

Mu Wanwan withdrew her gaze.

"Master, the disciples outside are still waiting. Don't you go out?"

Huimu Zhenren smiled and touched his goatee's beard: "Didn't you see Feng Yuan when you came in? The disciples are afraid that they have finished their morning class now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yuan, dressed in white, walked in, bowed in public, and spoke slowly:

"Master, the morning class for all the disciples has been completed. The other matters have been arranged by my disciples."

The head of the sect came over and patted Feng Yuan on the shoulder: "Okay, let's go together."

Feng Yuan said respectfully: "Yes."

Then he stood behind the Qinghui Taoist.

The Qinghui Taoist smiled and said, "Please move to Qianyun Cave." He said, looking at Su Hu and Mu Wanwan: "Today, the two friends are the protagonists. The two friends must follow closely, don't fall out of the team."

Mu Wanwan and Su Hu watched the real people go first and followed them slowly.

I walked around the hall and walked down the opposite direction of the hall. When I crossed a mountain, I saw a cave.

Su Hu moved over and asked, "What are you doing?"

Mu Wanwan whispered: "Who has an unexpected talent for accepting disciples?"

Su Hu said 'oh' and didn't say anything again.

After walking around, I walked into a stone chamber to the end.

"Master, the person has been brought here."

When Mu Wanwan looked over, she realized that the ancestor Ling Shan in gorgeous clothes was also there.

The crowd separated and exposed her and Su Hu.

Qinghui Zhenren then spoke: "Qianyun Cave is the important place of our Taiyan Palace. This is a hundred-turn stone, which can measure the immortal roots of human beings. Since you two want to join our sect, please."

Mu Wanwan was about to take a step.

Su Huxin made a fuss and walked towards the blue stone.

As soon as Su Hu's hand touched the stone, the stone slowly lit up.

But it's still not that bright.

Mu Wanwan heard the sigh of the dark-eyed real person behind him.

She knew Su Hu had heard it too.

Although Su Hu has immortal roots, he is only a low-level immortal root. He has suffered a lot from this before.

But when he looked back at her, Su Hu still smiled: "Sister Wanwan, go and test it quickly. You can't be worse than me."

Mu Wanwan nodded: "Okay."

As he said that, he walked towards the blue stone and put his hands on it.

There was no movement for a long time.

The cyan stone is still the same.

The Huimu Zhenren was about to speak, but was stopped by the Qinghui Taoist.

"Now the result has come out, how many junior brothers?"

Cuiwu Zhenren stood out: "Senior brother, I have not taken away my apprentice yet. I think Su Hu is very good, I want him."

Only then did Mu Wanwan see Su Hu's mouth slightly raised.

"Then, what about your opinion, Xiaoyou Su?"

Su Hu smiled and said, "My true man Cuiwu hit it off at first sight."

The real person Cuiwu came over and hugged Su Hu: "Is it called the real person Cuiwu?"

Su Hu hurriedly changed his words: "Master."

Cuiwu real person patted Su Hu's head: "Good boy."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!