Chapter 2203

For a moment, many people in the square thought they were dazzled, and they unanimously stretched out their hands to rub their eyes. However, when they looked at the stone tablet again, it was still two million. "You read that right, it's really two million!" "Oh my god, who is this Ye Feiran? How did she kill two million monsters?" "She may have killed intermediate or high-level monsters in the Red Moon Mountains. One intermediate-level monster is equivalent to a thousand low-level monsters, and one high-level monster is equivalent to five thousand." "No matter what, she is awesome. Monster Kiln has been ranked so many times. Two million is just unprecedented!" "Tsk, tsk, tsk, the first place actually has more than half as much as the second place. The second place only has 800,000 yuan. This is simply far ahead and beating the second place." The second place Xiao Yutang also came to her senses at this time, and she subconsciously looked at Ye Feiran. Two million... How many intermediate and high-level monsters did Ye Feiran kill? She thought she had killed too many intermediate-level monsters. The ancestor was right, there is heaven outside the world, and there are people outside the world. She really realizes this deeply now. Compared to the surprise in the square, the representatives of the major sects on the high platform were much calmer. At first, they were naturally surprised, but when they thought that Ye Feiran was not only a master-level Kagura master, but also had several contract beasts to help him, and even the mysterious stone could kill an intermediate monster or a high-level monster with one stone, so it was not very surprising. Surprised. However, any sect would want to recruit such a proud man! As a result, both the ten major sects and other sect forces began to frequently send messages to recruit disciples. The great elder of the Danxian Sect was not in a hurry to speak, but carefully browsed the rankings on the stone tablet. In fact, he knew full well that he now had to leave time for the representatives of the ten major sects to secretly recruit disciples. As the great elder of the Alchemy Sect, he naturally hopes that the sect can recruit more good seedlings. Among the top fifty disciples, Ye Feiran was undoubtedly the one who received the most transmissions. Naturally, Ke Duzhong immediately sent a message to Ye Feiran, "Girl, I am Ke Duzhong, the leader of the Xuantian Immortal Sect. As long as you join the Xuantian Immortal Sect, I can match up with whoever you want to be your teacher. As for cultivation resources, I can guarantee that you are the number one person in the Xuantian Immortal Sect." Ye Feiran raised his eyes and glanced at the high platform, his expression unchanged. Ke Duzhong: "..." This girl is too calm! Although he knew that Ye Feiran would choose to join the Xuantian Immortal Sect, before the result came out, he still felt uneasy and a little worried! After all, who knows what kind of temptations the other nine sects will offer! Wang Zezhi had been paying attention to the changes in Ke Duzhong's expression, and then he almost sent a message to Ye Feiran. He said very directly and frankly, "Axuan asked me to teach you two sisters the double sword technique. Of course, I also want to accept you as my disciple." , I hope Ze will only accept two direct disciples in his lifetime." Hearing this, Ye Feiran still just glanced at the high platform, his expression unchanged. At this time, Wang Zezhi understood Ke Duzhong's expression very well. This girl was as calm as Ye Feixuan! He was not sure, so he silently sent the message to Ye Feixuan. "Axuan, my teacher has sent a message to your sister, but she didn't respond." Hearing this, Ye Feixuan glanced at Wang Zezhi and then at Ye Feiran, with a smile flashing in her eyes. "Master, I thought you already understood what's going on." Wang Zezhi: "???" What should he have understood a long time ago? Ye Feixuan saw the doubtful look in Wangzezhi's eyes, who was usually silent and wise, and the corners of his lips raised even wider. "Since Aran has chosen to participate in the sword training competition, it is enough to explain her thoughts." Wang Zezhi: "..." This made sense, but he didn't even react. However, as the number one swordsman, having held a high position for so many years, he felt embarrassed and did not show it on his face. "Master, I know." In addition, Puyang Duan, the leader of the Sword Immortal Sect, also sent a message to Ye Feiran. "Little girl, although I am not the number one Sword Immortal in the immortal world, I am still the second. If you choose to join our Sword Immortal Sect, I would like to accept you as a direct disciple, and the training resources will naturally be the most abundant." Xiao Ruoyan, the leader of Lexian Sect, also sent a message to Ye Feiran. "Little beauty, although the first Le Xian Rong Yue is in the Xuantian Immortal Sect, our Le Xian Sect is still the most suitable place for music cultivators in the immortal world. We have a deep foundation in music cultivation, and the Xuantian Immortal Sect cannot compare. of. In addition, I also want to accept you as my direct disciple, and then train you to be the young master of our Lexian Sect. " Hearing Xiao Ruoyan's last words, Ye Feiran was naturally surprised that he even tempted the young sect leader. At the same time, the remaining seven sects such as the Beast Controlling Immortal Sect also sent messages to Ye Feiran one after another, and the temptations they gave were almost the same. Especially after receiving the message from the leader of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Immortal Sect, Ye Feiran was a little impulsive and wanted to touch his head. Could it be that she looked suitable to be a nun? However, when she thought that Shangguan Yufeng was actually a Buddhist cultivator, she felt calm again. Facing the recruitment from the nine major sects, Ye Feiran still raised his eyes and glanced at the high platform, his expression unchanged. The representatives of the ten major sects all felt powerless, and Ye Feiran was too calm. At this moment, they suddenly felt that it was not good to be too calm when things happened. However, they comforted themselves silently. Since Ye Feiran had not changed much, he must be thinking. So, they continued to spread the message to the next disciple they wanted to recruit. Naturally, Ke Duzhong sent messages one by one to Ye Feiran and his party, including Feng Wei. Although the content of Chuanyin is a little different, he is equivalent to not favoring one thing over another. Feng Wei received the message from Ke Duzhong, and her reaction was the biggest. She looked in disbelief. She originally thought that she was lucky to be in the top fifty, but she never expected that Ke Duzhong, a chef and the leader of the first sect in the immortal world, would personally send a message to her. Although she understood the reason, she was still happy. So, she saluted Ke Duzhong directly. biqubao.com This was the first person in Ye Feiran's group to respond, and Ke Duzhong was also in a good mood. However, when this scene fell in the eyes of other sect forces, they were all a little confused as to why Ke Duzhong took the initiative to recruit a kitchen cultivator? Ke Duzhong doesn't look like a person who has a strong appetite for food. Is there anything special about this chef? However, they were just wondering, it was just a kitchen repairman, and they didn't care much. The second was Lu Yingzhou's reaction. He didn't expect that Ke Duzhong would actually say that he would accept him as his direct disciple, so he was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time. He, Lu Yingzhou, was spotted by the leader of the number one sect in the immortal world. How lucky he was! Ever since, he also bowed to Ke Duzhong excitedly. Sword Immortal Sect: "???" what's the situation? Why did Lu Yingzhou salute Ke Duzhong? Did he agree to join the Xuantian Immortal Sect?

March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.