Chapter 913
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Mu Yan's expression doesn't even change. She looks back calmly.
She finds that there are many familiar faces in the hall.
For example, Qian Hongxiao, whose mouth was beaten by her last night.
His mouth is no longer swollen, but his speech is still slurred because the wound on his tongue is not easy to heal.
Seeing Mu Yan come in, he immediately stares at her.
His eyes are full of greed and brutality. He wants to skin her alive and pull out her tendons.
Mu Yan's eyes sweep over the unfriendly Jiang Dahai and the enigmatic Qian Feng. Finally, her eyes fall on the corner of the hall and she raises her eyebrows.
The young man standing in the corner meets her eyes. He jumps up excitedly and keeps waving, "Big sister, do you still remember me? We met in that bookstore! "
His shout startles the old man who was sleeping soundly on the chair and he tumbles to the ground.
After getting up, the old man slaps the young man's head, "What are you shouting for? Can't you see that your master is sleeping soundly?"
The young man covers his head and says, "Master, you are here to select disciples for our Xiaoyao School. How can you keep sleeping! Moreover, the big sister I met last time is also here. She is very good at controlling her spiritual power. Master, master, let's recruit that big sister into our school, okay? "
Hearing this, the elders of the other sects in the hall shake their heads and show a mocking expression.
Everyone here knows that the Xiaoyao School is the most shabby school in the Blue Heaven Realm.
There are less than ten people in the school, including the masters and the disciples.
The school's encampment is as shabby as a beggar's nest.
It is said that they can only wear ragged clothes all year round and have to go hungry from time to time.
It is a hundred times more miserable than those rogue cultivators.
How can such a Xiaoyao School have the nerve to participate in the sect selection?
One should know that the so-called selection is not only for the sects to select disciples, but also for the talented disciples to choose the sects.
Which cultivator would be willing to go to a shabby place like the Xiaoyao School!
However, the old man seemed to be completely unaware of everyone's ridicule. His gaze turned and landed on Mu Yan, and his pupils slightly constricted.
Then, all the wrinkles on his face were piled up, and a flower-like smile appeared on his face. "Aiya, not bad, not bad, not bad, young lady. You're so pretty, you deserve the name of our Xiao Yao Sect. Do you want to consider joining us?"
Is everyone in the Xiao Yao Sect this passionate? Mu Yan touched her nose, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
"Ahem, that's enough!" Qian Feng said coldly, "Let's test the Spirit Root first!"
Muyan takes a step forward and places her hand on the stone pillar, slowly activating her Spiritual Power.
A blinding light suddenly lit up, but in the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.
The stone pillar returns to its dim and lightless appearance. No matter how much Mu Yan urges her Spiritual Power, it's useless.
"What, what is going on? Even the weakest fifth-grade Spiritual Root would emit a faint light! "
"Also, I think I saw a ray of light just now, even though it was just a flash."
"Did you see that? I didn't! "
Mu Yan is also a little confused. "Qi Huang, what is going on?"
Qi Huang's gloating voice comes into her ears. "What else can it be? The quality of the stone pillar is too low! "
Mu Yan: "…"
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