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"Damn, that freak is Sun Wukong!" Liu Lin could not help but curse loudly as he looked at the large door of the Scripture Pavilion and which bloody hand had finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"What? You know that person?" Meanwhile, a handsome young man beside Liu Lin said.

"Of course, I was the one who brought him into the Scripture Pavilion along with Junior Sister Marten." Liu Lin shrugged his shoulders helplessly as he spoke.

"Hiss …" "They're actually this powerful? Where did they all come from? All of them have different talents!" The young man was also speechless.

At this moment, a picturesque figure appeared beside the group of direct disciples. The face was small and exquisite, and the large eyes under the long eyelashes were like a pool of autumn water that was beautiful to look at. A bunch of fiery red, beautiful shoulder-length straight hair was draped over the shoulders like a waterfall.

She was the little fox from before. However, at the moment, the little fox was emanating a freezing aura that cut off all view, and its Cultivation base was at the early Nascent Soul stage. The pair of petite fox ears on her beautiful face also faded away when her cultivation reached the Nascent Soul stage.

It could be said that the marten cicada's cultivation was considered the lowest amongst the direct disciples.

After a year of growth, she no longer had that tender appearance. She wore a red training dress, outlining her curvaceous and elegant figure.

At this moment, she saw that Sun Wukong, who was covered with blood in the Sacred Storage Pavilion, had also extended his slender hand and covered his cherry lips with it. Her eyes were wide open and her heart was filled with incomparable shock.

Suddenly, as Sun Wukong pushed open the door to the Scripture Pavilion, an ancient aura gushed forth. Sun Wukong's body collapsed as if it couldn't bear the pressure any longer.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Sun Wukong's body smashed into the ground.

"Sun Wukong!" Suddenly, the marten cried out.

Suddenly, the marten cicada's figure made a sound as a beautiful scenery appeared in front of everyone. That absolutely beautiful face caused others to salivate as saliva dripped from their mouths when they saw it.

"Junior Sable Chan, you …" Suddenly, looking at the junior sister who was just standing by his side, he saw that within the Scripture Pavilion, when the blood man fell, the junior sister from Icemountain Mountain who he normally ignored his group of people, actually became so anxious at this moment.

After which person fell down, the junior sister would actually be the first to rush up to support that sinister and terrifying person.

"Sun Wukong, what's wrong with you? Wake up!" In that instant, the small marten's body flashed and arrived in front of Sun Wukong. Even though Sun Wukong had fainted and was covered in blood, if it were to help him now, his clothes would probably be stained with dirt.

However, at this moment, the marten seemed to have no hesitation as it allowed the fresh blood to dirty its beautiful clothes.

However, even though there was a peerless beauty supporting him at this moment, the injured Sun Wukong before his eyes was completely unaware. His expression was even more unconscious, and he had temporarily lost all sense of the outside world.

"Senior brother Liu, what is the relationship between the freak you know and junior sister mink?" This was the Junior Sister that he had always pursued, and at this moment, she was hugging another person in front of him. That person was instantly absent-minded, but he still couldn't give up and asked Liu Lin who was beside him.

"I'm not too sure either, but it looks like they have a deep relationship." When Liu Lin heard this, he shook his head and turned around to face the young man. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Junior Brother, I advise you to give up. You won't have the chance."

"I will not give up on junior sister mink!" Hearing this, that youth still refused to give up and said, "I am now a direct disciple. If that is the case, that person should also be a core disciple."

"Are you stupid? Of the six Immortal arts, the lowest is a high-grade one. Do you think that in the next moment, he will still be a core disciple?" Liu Lin looked at his Junior Brother with a persistent expression and couldn't help but feel pity for him.

At the same time, he felt helpless with Sun Wukong's actions.

However, in the blink of an eye, the two of them had entered the Scripture Pavilion together. Once they came out, they had become direct disciples, and compared to their status, they were on equal footing.

"Sigh …" Destiny! " Liu Lin sighed.

However, they didn't even have the time to sigh as powerful voices were transmitted into everyone's mind through telepathic thoughts.

The original core disciple, Sun Wukong, entered the Scripture Pavilion and obtained six celestial spells. Among them were five high quality celestial spells and one high quality celestial spell. His record even surpassed that of his direct disciple, Chen Hao.

"Wow …" At this moment, within the Tristar Crescent Moon Cave, exclamations of amazement erupted one after another.

"Look, isn't that right? A second ago, he was a core disciple, and now he is a direct disciple. In the blink of an eye, he has become your junior brother!" At this moment, Liu Lin couldn't help but laugh. Towards his Junior Brother's persistence earlier, he was speechless.

"How could that be? Is there a mistake?!" At this moment, which young man was in such a state of excitement? How was he going to pursue his Junior Sable Chan?

However, the truth was like this. After all, Sun Wukong's talent was superior to his.

If the Sect Leader wanted Sun Wukong to become the Eldest Brother, no one would dare to object, because his achievements had already surpassed their Eldest Brother Chen Hao.

At this moment, within a hall, two people seemed to be arguing about something.

"Head senior brother, how can you be like this? My Supreme Ocean Palace has yet to produce a direct disciple, and now, one has finally appeared. Why did you give it up to junior brother? Last time, there was a candidate who gave it up to junior sister, and I have no objections." In one of the halls, a middle-aged man had an unhappy expression as he spoke.

"Junior brother, you must know how to be modest. Furthermore, he is not suitable for your Supreme Ocean Palace." The Sect Leader, who was originally recuperating in the Scripture Pavilion, tried to persuade the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Head senior brother, I am not convinced by your arrangement." Why is it not suitable for our Supreme Ocean Palace? Could it be that our Supreme Ocean Palace is not anywhere good? " The middle-aged man still refused to give up.

"This arrangement wasn't made by me." The Sect Leader said helplessly.

"Who arranged that? I want to talk to him!" When the middle-aged man heard this, he became even angrier. From the sound of it, it was not arranged by the Sect Leader. It seemed like he was going to pull out someone like this to teach him a lesson.

"I arranged it. Are you looking for me to decide?" At this moment, above the hall, the space suddenly fluctuated for a moment. An old man with an immortal aura appeared, floating in the air and speaking to the middle-aged man. He immediately appeared, wanting to see how the old man was going to deal with him.

"Hiss …" Great Master! " When the man heard this, he turned around. He wanted to see who it was. It was one thing to arrange things like this, but he actually dared to be so arrogant to him. If he didn't teach him a lesson, he wouldn't have any face.

"I'm sorry Grand Elder, this disciple didn't know that it was your arrangement." Seeing that it was arranged by the Grand Elder, one of the middle-aged men, who had originally been full of vigor and vigor, immediately bowed his head and apologized.

"Forget it. You may leave. In the future, I will arrange for suitable disciples of your Supreme Ocean Palace to go down." The Highest Elder, who was floating in the air, said.

"Yes, I'm thinking too much about the Grand Supreme Elder." The middle-aged man lowered his head and thanked him.

"So it's like that. Then, let's leave. I still have some things that I want to discuss with your senior." The Grand Elder said to the middle-aged man with a calm tone.

"Yes, disciple will take his leave." After which, the middle-aged man's figure flashed and he retreated out of the hall.

Seeing the man walk away, the Sect Leader turned to look at the old man, "What is it? Old man, are you looking for me for?"

"Little Confucius, don't always be so impudent. In front of others, don't lose face for me." The Grand Elder's voice carried a trace of anger as he listened to the Sect Leader speak to him.

"Hehehe …" Old man, isn't there nobody else here? " The Sect Leader was trying to defend himself.

"Smooth talker. Alright, time to get down to business." With that, the old man in front of him became serious as he looked at the Sect Leader.

"Yes, go ahead." The Sect Leader nodded and no longer joked around.

"Speaking of which, I've been suppressing my cultivation base for the sect, and I don't want to fly up into the sky. However, it's been a bit too long. I can't hold it in any longer. My Tribulation Lightning is almost here." The Grand Elder's expression immediately became extremely serious.

"How long can you last?" The Sect Leader asked. The Sect Leader knew that the old man's physique was slightly better than other people's. Therefore, no matter how much he suppressed his cultivation, it was still faster to cultivate than the same person.

"It's been more than a year. This is the most time limit. The thunder tribulation is about to arrive." The Grand Elder said with a serious expression, but at the same time, there was a wave of helplessness.

"En, one year's time. I'm afraid that little mouse can't take on the responsibility of being the head of the sect, but it's like this. I have to speed up the guidance for little mouse, and it's actually like this. In this one year's time, Sun Wukong will be under your tutelage." When the Sect Leader heard this, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Alright, that's fine. Just give Sun Wukong some guidance or something. As an old man, I can leave now." The sect will have to depend on you too. "

"Yeah, I know, old man." The Sect Leader's words were true at this moment. The burden of the sect was too heavy to bear.

After they finished talking, waves of lightning disappeared in this hall.

Time slowly passed. More than a week had passed. Sun Wukong's injuries were much better, and his consciousness was slowly returning.

Only after taking care of his junior brother did he realize that after coming out, he had also become a direct disciple. It seemed that the little fox had also become a direct disciple of the round hall. When he thought back to the time when the two of them came here, they had both become core disciples. However, after entering the Scripture Pavilion, the two of them had actually successively become direct disciples.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong also laughed.

At this moment, he had finally obtained a suitable cultivation technique. Furthermore, he had also managed to climb up to the position of the direct disciple in the Crescent Moon Tristar Cave. This was truly a matter worthy of celebration.

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