Valkyrie Bloodline

"I come!"

In the Palace of Longevity, one person in the crowd jumped up!

It fell directly to the center of the Longevity Hall.

This person's sword eyebrows and star eyes are quite handsome and handsome, with a sword in the sky, with extraordinary momentum.

"It's Sikong Guyu!"

Someone recognized this person and suddenly exclaimed.

A pair of eyes nodded slightly.

Especially among the disciples at the bottom, Sikong Guyu is obviously a man of the world, and many people have expectations on their faces.

"Brother Sikong is the top master among our handyman disciples. I heard that he has stepped into the imperial reserve realm ten years ago and has gathered Dao Yin! With his cultivation and talent, he is more than enough to become an inner disciple!"

"Yes, as long as you condense the Dao Yin, you can become an inner disciple. If it weren't for today's longevity celestial society, Sikong Guyu had already worshipped a certain palace master about ten years ago!"

Everyone talked about it, before Lin Tian turned out to make them almost crazy.

Now Sagong Guyu is obviously the person who can make history and counterattack inner disciples in their impression.

Even non-girl disciples have a pair of eyes frequently paying attention, quite a bit of admiration.

"Under Sikong Guyu, I want to challenge the inner disciples!"

Sure enough, after Sikong Guyu came to power, he was handsome, coupled with his reputation and handsome appearance, even some of the women among the inner disciples were full of colorful ripples.

Feeling those gazes, Sikong Guyu was neither arrogant nor impetuous, with a gentle attitude, but his humble tone was mixed with unprecedented confidence.

He was the one who came up step by step among the handyman disciples. Before, he had thought about the finale to play, but he didn't expect Lin Tianheng to be born and disrupt his steps.

At this moment he finally couldn't help it, and decided to take action!

His gaze flashed quickly on several hall masters, and finally stayed on Qingfeng hall master for a second.

"Sikong Guyu wanted to worship the Qingfeng Hall many years ago. This time he must challenge a certain inner disciple of Qingfeng Hall!"

Everyone is not blind, and Sikong Guyu is not an ordinary disciple. Many people have heard of his name and naturally know his mind.

Suddenly, among the thousands of Inner Sect disciples, a dozen of them were not so pretty.

They are the disciples under the palace of Qingfeng, although they are not personally passed on by the master of Qingfeng, they also worshipped under certain elders and deputy masters.

Even Palace Master Qingfeng opened his eyes.

"Do you want to worship Qingfeng Palace?"

"Correct!"

Sikong Guyu nodded, neither humble nor overbearing, he was indeed a talent.

Several hall masters also nodded their heads in admiration. Of course, this kind of genius was good, but it was far from enough for the hall masters to fight for it.

So when they heard that Sikong Guyu wanted to worship Qingfeng Palace, they naturally wouldn't be boring.

"Okay, you challenge any inner disciple of Qingfeng Hall, as long as you challenge and win, you will be a disciple of Qingfeng Hall!"

"Yes!"

Sikong Guyu was overjoyed, but still respectfully saluted.

With this sentence, it is more effective for him than any promise!

Of course at the same time, the Qingfeng Temple disciple among the inner disciples had a bad expression.

No matter who it is, once you lose, you will lose everything! Seeing Sagong Gu Yu's eyes are full of hostility!

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"Brother, let's accept it!"

After half an hour.

Sikong Guyu was dressed slightly coarsely, with a few traces of blood on his body, but still gracefully handed over to another young man.

"I lost."

The other party was stunned for a long time, and then, as if lost, dropped the weapon in his hand, and left without looking back.

From the moment of defeat, he lost everything, and what he possessed would become Sikong Guyu's pocket.

cruel?

For them, this is the rule of the Holy Land for thousands of years!

Once in a hundred thousand years, the immortals of the longevity will only counterattack and be counterattacked.

Sikong Guyu didn't have any pride or pride, he just saluted his opponent again, seemingly humble and made many hall masters nod their heads.

"Winning is not arrogant, defeat is not dry, this son has a good temperament."

There was a palace master whispered.

"The Sixth-Rank Dao Yin, the capital of the middle and upper class, but with this kind of disposition, I can hope to survive the calamity in the future and hit the upper-level Dao Yin."

Another palace master chuckled. For them, if they want to become their personal disciple, the lowest threshold is at least the Dao Yin!

Dao is divided into nine grades, and only seven grades are qualified to be called top grades!

So a genius like Sikong Guyu may be pretty good, but he is still not qualified to give them a high look.

The same was true for Palace Master Qingfeng, as if the challenge from Sikong Guyu just now was just a small matter, far less intense than the expectations Lin Tian brought him.

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"Several seniors are brothers and not talents. Now, as disciples of the inner gate of Qingfeng Hall, if several seniors are willing, they can go to Qingfeng Hall as their brothers. For the time being, they may have the opportunity to worship Qingfeng directly. Inside the door of the hall."

Sikong Guyu did not directly come to the throne of the inner disciple, but went to the crowd with a eager smile on his face.

Everyone looked weird.

Because the female disciples invited by Sikong Guyu are all beautiful and beautiful, many disciples have been paying attention to them frequently, but for them, love between men and women is not the key, unless one day they can become inner disciples and enjoy the cultivation resources of the holy land. , Have that kind of mind.

"Brother Sikong, don't forget us!"

"Yes! We are willing to be your followers!"

Many of the handyman and outer disciples are self-recommended, and most of them are female disciples, and they are quite charming. There were also some male disciples who walked closer to Sikong Guyu on weekdays, licking their faces.

For them, there is almost no hope to become an inner disciple, so following Sagong Guyu is the only choice.

"A follower disciple?"

Qiu Yiren had no response with a cold face, but Xuanmei smiled softly and asked curiously.

Yes, the female disciples invited by Sikong Guyu were not others, but Qiuyi and other women.

After all, the beauty of a few women is all over the country, as long as they are not blind, they can see it.

Although his Sikong Guyu aspired to the way of longevity, he was also a young man. He naturally had some thoughts in his heart. Now, with the halo that has just become an inner disciple, he thinks that he has come to the fore.

Haven't seen so many people around you recommend themselves?

"Yes, it hasn't been long since the juniors have just started, right?"

"That's it."

Ye Xiangming smiled. She looked at Li Ye with a pair of eyes, but she didn't expect that the latter would not care at all when she closed her eyes. She was immediately annoyed, but she smiled more cheerfully on the surface.

"Sure enough, this inner sect disciple has a privilege. In addition to enjoying the higher-level cultivation resources of the holy land, he can also bring several followers into the inner sect. Although the treatment is not as good as the inner disciple, it is better than the handyman and Outer disciples must be generous."