I started to involute in my mother's womb

When Wang Juan left, a shadow reappeared in the council hall.

It was Wang Bingxian.

"Don't you say goodbye to your son?" Chen Feng asked.

"That kid loves to cry, and I'm afraid he'll look at me and be reluctant to leave.

Wang Bingxian looked at his son's petite back, and tears slowly dripped down his beautiful smiling face.

Walking down the mountain, Wang Juan glanced back and muttered, "Goodbye."

He took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and looked in the direction of the square.

There was a large group of children standing there, and next to them stood the parents of this group of children.

"Xiaolu, cultivate hard, and marry ten wives for my father in the future!"

"Xiaotian, don't be greedy, listen to your senior brother's words." "

Stinky boy, let me tell you, if you can't persevere, go home and pick your skin!" These

two days are the days when the Shenyu Sect recruits disciples, and the major families, or the royal families of nearby countries, send the children to the Shenyu Sect to cultivate.

It's a bit like before the college entrance examination in the previous life, parents sent their children into the examination room.

The little guys had different expressions on their faces, some excited, some excited, and some with tears in their eyes.

Wang Juan put his hand in his pants and walked over with a sneering step, as a senior brother on the top of the mountain, he also wanted to say something, showing the friendly face of the Shenyu Sect.

"Don't be nervous, don't cry, although your parents will leave you in a while, but one day we will meet again!"

He didn't say this, but as soon as these words came out, some children who couldn't help but be afraid of leaving their parents suddenly cried.

Crying is contagious, and one cry causes other children to cry, and some children who didn't want to cry inexplicably cry.

Some children don't want to cry, they just don't want to cry.

The square suddenly became noisy, and only those who had heard the child cry knew how annoying the sound was.

Many parents and the senior brothers who were in charge of recruiting disciples opened their eyes angrily and looked angrily in the direction where the sound was made.

They don't know why they can find the person talking all at once, it's just very strange, and their eyes are immediately attracted to it.

This is a skill that Wang Juan obtained in his mother's womb before, [Loud Voice].

Skill characteristics - speaking must be attractive.

"Why are you standing here, going back to the square and standing with the other children. A middle-aged man who looked a little dignified spoke.

He regarded Wang Juan as an ordinary disciple who had just entered the sect.

Wang Juan took out the token that Nalan Wentian gave him, "I'm asking Tianfeng disciple Wang Juan to come over to recruit disciples for the elders." The

surrounding disciples of the Divine Feather Sect were slightly stunned.

"Ask Tianfeng, what kind of peak is this?"

"It's the mountain that the Seven Elders moved from, but the Seven Elders are crazy and haven't recruited apprentices, and the younger brother mountain is abandoned. "

Aang, it's the abandoned mountain, it was originally called Wentian Peak. "

Many new disciples have never heard of the name of Wen Tianfeng at all.

"However, isn't the Seventh Elder crazy?This kid doesn't look like he's even six years old, how can he become a disciple of Ask Tianfeng?"

"Look at the fluctuation of the token imprint on his hand, it's not fake. "

You have all said that the Seventh Elder is crazy, and it is reasonable to find a random child to be a disciple. "

Don't bother with it, ask Tianfeng if he is not qualified to compete with us for talented disciples. "

Many people know the situation of Ask Tianfeng, the Seventh Elder is crazy, Ask Tianfeng is deserted, there is not even the simplest Spirit Gathering Array there, what is the attraction to people?

Unless it is some disciples with extremely poor talent who have not been selected, they may choose to ask Tianfeng in order to enter the Divine Feather Sect.

The middle-aged monk glanced at Wang Juan and ignored it, releasing the breath on his body, and the terrifying and terrifying pressure descended on many crying children.

The group of children was so frightened that they almost suffocated, and they quickly stopped crying.

The middle-aged monk spoke loudly, "Since you have come to the Divine Feather Sect, you must abide by the rules of the Divine Feather Sect, and you can leave at any time if you want to."

"Now, each peak begins to introduce its own peak, you choose the most suitable peak for you according to your actual situation, and start with Shenyu Peak.

As the middle-aged monk's words fell, a beautiful senior sister of Shenyu Peak walked out, with a fairy aura fluttering, her hair flying, and the fragrance lingering all over her body, attracting the attention of the little guy below.

"Hello junior brothers and sisters, I am a disciple of Shenyu Peak, Mo Linglong.

"As we all know, Shenyu Peak is the mountain where the previous generation of leaders is located, and now it is managed by the Great Elder, who has already reached the Law Realm for a long time, has superior strength, and perceives the laws of heaven and earth ......

" "There are various cultivation places on my Shenyu Peak, and the Spirit Gathering Array covers the entire mountain, so I don't need to buy pills at all, so I don't have to worry about the problem of not being able to cultivate due to the lack of spiritual energy......"

Shenyu Peak has a good cultivation atmosphere, everyone actively competes and strives to grow, and it is recognized as the strongest mountain.

Just when many children were excited to hear it and decided to choose Shenyu Peak, Mo Linglong's words changed.

"If you want to enter the Divine Feather Peak, you must have at least six grades of talent. "

Talent, like exercises, is generally divided into nine grades, with the lowest of the nine grades and the highest of the first grade.

The ninth grade can be cultivated, which is the worst talent, the eighth grade is a normal talent, the seventh grade is a little talent, and the sixth grade is excellent.

Hearing that the other party asked for a minimum of six grades of talent, tears appeared in the eyes of many children again.

However, there are also people who are very excited, and this group of very excited children naturally belongs to the talented qualified.

After Shen Yu Feng finished his introduction, the middle-aged man who was in charge of recruiting apprentices spoke again, "Now it's up to the second peak, the Crazy Battle Peak. A

strong, muscular man walked out, "I am the main cultivator of the Crazy Battle Peak...... "

Each mountain introduces the advantages of its own peaks in turn, such as what cultivation places it has, such as which special profession it specializes in.

There are those who refine the body, those who refine the pill, and those who have the highest attainments in the mountain formation formation.

Each mountain peak has its own characteristics.

The enrollment of the Divine Feather Sect is a two-way choice, and disciples can choose the peak that suits them according to their own situation.

One mountain is about the time it takes to introduce one tea, and the six peaks are quickly introduced.

Many children have already decided which mountain to go to.

The middle-aged man in charge of recruiting apprentices spoke loudly, "Now everyone is starting to choose the mountain they want to go to......"

"Wait a minute!"

A childish voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone's eyes were inexplicably drawn over again.

The middle-aged talent in charge of enrollment suddenly remembered that there was a child who didn't know where the Seventh Elder had picked it up this year.

"Little brother, don't make trouble, give you a sugar gourd.

Mo Linglong, the female disciple of Shenyu Peak, pursed her lips and chuckled, and a sugar gourd appeared in her hand and handed it over.

"Haha, there is a smell of milk on my body, and I haven't been weaned yet, right? The muscular man of the second peak couldn't help but laugh.

In addition to the disciples of these mountain peaks, the parents not far away followed suit.

"Get out of here, don't think we don't know what the Seventh Mountain is like. "

Don't delay my son from becoming the Emperor in the future.

"This little kid also came out to recruit disciples, and there is a shortage of people in the seventh mountain.

In the face of many insults and contempt, Wang Juan did not respond, and silently took out the black jack of giant ding.

Two fleshy little hands hugged Juding and smashed it into the square.

"Bang!"

a loud, muffled voice seemed to knock on everyone's hearts, and the hard floor burst and smashed out the cacophony of sounds.

Wang Juan raised the top with one hand and shouted in a milky voice: "I, the disciple of the Seventh Mountain, Wang Juan, five years old!"

The taunts all disappeared, and everyone stared at the scene in front of them blankly.