Chapter 1309

Mo Yan Baiyan came to the round tower, tapped the edge of the window, and suddenly woke up the dozing woman. The woman looked at Mo Yan Baiyan in front of her suspiciously, as if she recognized the latter, and was quite surprised: "master Mo Yan, how did you come to the inner yard?"

"Zhang Xue, I came here to bring some people to register. The little guys behind me are the elite disciples of the outer court..."

Speaking of this, Moyan Baiyan stopped at the right time, and Zhang Xue also reacted. His eyes fell on several people behind Moyan Baiyan, quite surprised and said: "master Moyan, the quality of your disciples in the outer court is really good this time. Unexpectedly, there are four imperial martial arts masters?"

Then Zhang Xue's beautiful eyes looked at Zhuo Wen, Qingyin, Moyan Wushang and Gaza, nodded with satisfaction, and immediately her eyes fell on Canaan and Mo Lingtian, saying, "these two little guys have a surging breath and are about to break through the Empire. Your outer court is really full of talents this time."

Listening to Zhang Xue's praising words, Mo Yan's eyes narrowed falsely, revealing a happy smile.

After all, he is the president of the outer courtyard. The disciples of the outer courtyard can be praised by the people in the inner courtyard. Naturally, he also feels light on his face.

"But I heard that elder HuiXie of Tiandu peak went to your outer court to choose registered disciples? Why didn't he come back with you?" Zhang Xue suddenly asked.

Mo Yan Bai Yan's face was slightly sluggish and said in a deep voice, "this time I came because of this. As for the matter of elder HuiXie, I have no comment. There are some important things involved."

Seeing that Moyan Baiyan was so careful, Zhang Xue became serious and nodded: "in that case, I won't ask more. Let me help you arrange these six little guys."

With that, Zhang Xueyu fumbled inside, took out six jade cards and said, "these six jade cards, four of which are the identity tokens of formal disciples and the other two are the identity tokens of registered disciples."

With that, Zhang Xue handed the six jade cards to the six Zhuo Wen people behind Mo Yan Baiyan.

"Then thank you very much." Mo Yan said with a smile.

Zhang Xue waved her hand and stared at the six people behind Mo Yan Baiyan. She said, "in the inner courtyard, registered disciples and formal disciples are nothing. If you have strength and talent, becoming core disciples is your real skill."

Mo Yan Bai Yan nodded. Zhang Xue's words are true. In the inner courtyard, only core disciples and pro disciples are really valued. Only these two kinds of disciples have a detached status in the inner courtyard. They can not only get a lot of resources for cultivation, but also get the guidance of senior experts on the mountain.

As for the disciples handed down by the Lord of Jiufeng, they are the disciples handed down by the Lord of Jiufeng. They will be personally taught by the Lord of Jiufeng and receive very high treatment.

Formal and registered disciples are left at the bottom of the nine peaks to compete and practice. The nine peaks will be selected once a year to select individual disciples with the most outstanding talent and strength to become core disciples.

Zhang Xue is the administrator of Jiufeng Dixin. As long as the talent and strength of the martial artists who apply to join her are recognized by her, most of them can successfully join Jiufeng Dixin, but if they want to really enter the nine peaks, they are not under her control, nor can she.

"The distribution of vitality at the bottom of the nine peaks is uneven. The closer you are to the center, the richer the vitality concentration. Therefore, if you want a better training place, you can only fight for it by yourself."

After taking out the jade card, Zhang Xue asked again. After all, these six little guys were brought by Mo Yan Baiyan. Naturally, she would give them a better treatment.

"I know that. I'll tell these little guys at that time." Mo Yan Bai Yan nodded.

After a while of greeting, Mo Yan Baiyan took Zhuo Wen and six people to the bottom of Jiufeng.

The area at the bottom of Jiufeng is really large. From the edge to the core, there are many buildings. Although there are many buildings, there are more martial artists in the area at the bottom of Jiufeng. Therefore, Zhuo Wen also saw many martial artists who have no place to stay. They sit on their knees directly on the edge of the open space to practice meditation.

These people without accommodation are basically registered disciples with low strength. In this area, registered disciples are the lowest existence, and naturally they can't compete with formal disciples.

Those who can practice in the heart center of Jiufeng are basically the most powerful among the formal disciples.

Zhuo Wen looked far away and could see that there was a white platform about ten feet in the center of the bottom of the nine peaks, on which five figures sat silently cross legged.

These five figures have a strong breath, which is much stronger than other martial artists around, and the eyes of the martial artists around looking at the platform also show awe.

These five are the most powerful among the official disciples. They are recognized as strong after countless battles at the bottom of Jiufeng.

Although many people are eager for the platform position of the center, no one dares to provoke the five people on the platform, because they know that they will only humiliate themselves.

"The breath of these five people is so strong that they are much stronger than ordinary emperors."

Mo Yan Wushang's beautiful eyes stared at the five people on the platform. There was a color of fear in her eyes, because she couldn't see through the five people at all.

"These five people are recognized as the strongest among the formal disciples. Their strength is around the triple Empire, but their combat strength is probably much higher than their cultivation accomplishments."

"You need to find a place to stay at the bottom of the nine peaks. When you find it, I'll take Zhuo Wen to Tiandu peak to find your little lover."

Mo Yan Bai Yan said a little ridicule and smiled at Zhuo Wen, which made the latter shrug his shoulders and show a wry smile.

"I know what the Dean means. Finding a foothold means robbing. I know. Anyway, brother Zhuo Wen is so strong. Just pick a place with the watch here, hehe."

As soon as Moyan Baiyan's voice fell, the Canaanite boy couldn't wait to rush towards the bottom of Jiufeng. He had blind confidence in Zhuo Wen. If he broke into trouble, Zhuo Wen would do it.

Canaan's voice was not small. Naturally, it attracted the attention of many martial artists at the bottom of Jiufeng. Although they were very unhappy with Canaan's words, they didn't say much when they saw that there were four martial artists behind him.

The party followed Canaan to about two-thirds of the bottom of Jiufeng. The buildings here are more dense, and the pavilions are neatly listed. These pavilions are made of white jade, which looks quite dry.

And as Zhang Xue said, the vitality concentration here is really too strong than that at the edge. Even Zhuo Wen found that although the vitality concentration in this place is not as strong as that in the Canglong hall, the difference is not too far.

It seems that the inner courtyard is really extraordinary. The bottom heart of the nine peaks must have been arranged by a powerful arcane master with a powerful yuan array that can gather vitality, otherwise the vitality here cannot be so strong.

Canaan soon stared at a large white jade Pavilion and rushed in, but before long, the boy was thrown out.

Boom!

Canaan fell to the ground and showed his teeth, but the boy was rough and fleshy. He just hummed a few words and stood up as if nothing had happened.

Pedal pedal!

Not long after they were thrown out in Canaan, four strong figures came out of the white jade attic. The four people were about a foot tall and their muscles were bulging. They looked like weathered rocks and looked very hard.

In particular, the breath of these four people was filled with terrible imperial power. All four people were martial arts in the imperial territory.

"Boy, only registered disciples dare to break into our attic. You can't die."

The first of the four was a man with knife scars on his face. The exposed skin was even scarred with tangled knots. At first glance, it was extremely ferocious. If he bumped into this man in the dark, I'm afraid some timid people would be frightened.

But Canaan was completely fearless. He pointed to the scar strong man with his right hand and hummed, "I think you'd better move out of the white jade attic quickly, or you'll be kicked out later. It's not good-looking."

"Huh?"

Canaan's arrogant words immediately stunned the four strong men in scar's face. Even if they laughed, even some martial artists watching the excitement around them began to coax one after another.

"Where's the milk smelling, dry little boy? He dares to point at us and say let's move out of our territory. It's killing me." the four strong men laughed as if they heard an incredible joke.

Pedal pedal!

A crisp sound of footsteps came, and soon a slightly thin but very tall figure slowly came to Canaan. A pair of indifferent voices murmured from his mouth: "he's right, you can move out of the Pavilion..."

With that, an emperor's power surged out of Zhuo style and became stronger and stronger. Its whole body swept up an extremely violent hurricane, and its body surface was covered with a blazing golden awn.

Feeling this terrible imperial power, the faces of the four scar strong men were frozen. Immediately, the scar strong man's face was slightly gloomy and said, "are you new? I've never seen you before. Although you are also an imperial territory, you are also an important imperial territory like us. How dare you say such crazy words?"

Zhuo Wen is the separation of Buddhism and Taoism, so his cultivation is just a heavy imperial realm, but his combat power is much stronger than a heavy imperial realm. Naturally, he didn't pay too much attention to the four people in front of him.

"If you don't move, fight!"

Zhuo Wen didn't want to talk nonsense. When he stepped out, the golden awn on his body became more and more intense, and his breath became more and more terrible, which made the four men with scar look very ugly.

"You'll regret it."

The scar strong man snorted coldly, and the same terrible emperor's power poured out. One step out is to prepare to teach Zhuo Wen a good lesson.

"Wait a minute!"

Zhuo Wen suddenly spit out this sentence, which made the scar strong man stop. Immediately he said coldly, "regret? If you regret, I can ignore your rude behavior."

Although the strong man with scar was very unhappy with Zhuo Wen's ignoring attitude, Zhuo Wen's breath was really powerful and terrible, and he didn't dare to look down on it. If Zhuo Wen was willing to retreat, he naturally didn't want to cause more trouble.

"One of you is not enough. Let's go together!"

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Wen spit out such a sentence. It was quiet for a long time