In front of the white jade palace, a line of elders in cloud robes stood in the wind.

The first one has long white hair and long beard. The robe with cloud pattern is dancing with the wind, and he wants to float and become an immortal.

This man is the master of Fuyun sect. The clouds are flying!

Standing on the side of yunfeiyang is the leader of the remaining eight peaks of fuyunzong.

In addition to the Chengyu peak where the clouds fly, the remaining eight peaks are waterfall, streamer, yaoyang, Chenxing, Nongyu, Caixia, Linyuan, Zhaolu.

Yunfeiyang and the other eight peaks are standing here waiting for the entering disciples who are going to go up the mountain.

According to the talents and roots of a group of disciples, the leaders of the peaks choose their disciples one by one.

Ye Yu controls the mirror of different space-time channels. He has already come to the Baiyujing palace and made several rounds of inspection.

The mirror surface of the channel in different time and space slightly vibrated, and the voice of the conversation of the peak masters came.

"Master, I don't know that there are some good seedlings in this session. We are out of touch with each other. This time, we must let me choose first!"

"Hum! For what? Three years ago, in the battle of black magic cliff, yaoyang peak lost a lot. In this student election, it's our priority to enroll yaoyang peak! "

"Lord, don't forget our waterfall peak. We have made great contributions to the gate! We must be considerate this time! "

"And our stars!"

"The streamer peak is the same..."

the cloud flying face shows a helpless color, listening to a group of peak owners competing for each other, so they have to drink a loud "enough!"

The eight masters of the mountain heard the angry fierce drink of yunfeiyang, all of them closed their mouths and stood indifferently, as if they were not fighting for it.

Yun Feiyang shook his head, looked at the eight peak masters, and said, "these disciples haven't finished the test of asking the way of mind. As the peak master, you are here to compete and integrate your style!"

The mountain wind floats and the sea of clouds generates waves.

With the passage of time, on the way to ask, someone is about to climb the summit.

Da!

A crisp step sounded at the top of the mountain. In front of the white jade palace, the peak master, including the flying clouds, all turned their eyes to the past.

This is a little girl in a gorgeous dress.

The little girl is about * * years old. She looks very lovely. Her red face is slightly sweat.

The girl climbed the top of the mountain and looked at it four times. She was looking at her nine leaders.

"Shangguan Qingxue has seen several immortals!"

The little girl is very sensible. After meeting some people, she trotted to the front and greeted them respectfully.

"Well! Pretty good! Wait for the rest of the disciples! "

Cloud flying admiration looked at Shangguan Qingxue, nodded.

Shangguan Qingxue stands aside quietly waiting for the rest of the climbing disciples.

The other eight peak masters all looked at Shangguan Qingxue vaguely, and their eyes were full of satisfaction.

It seems that they are all very satisfied with the little girl.

After Shangguan Qingxue, there were three or three or two disciples on the summit, but they were in a lot of trouble.

Yunfeiyang didn't speak, only the leader of Caixia peak said to them to wait.

During this period, Ye Yu has passed through the mirror of different time and space, and made a tour around nine peaks.

Compared with these different forms, but all the mountains with dim immortal spirit, the popularity on them is much less.

Only sparse Liang, wearing a white robe, the disciples galloped between the mountain and forest temples.

Combined with the information disclosed by several peak masters, it seems to be related to the battle of black devil cliff three years ago.

Many of the disciples of Fuyun sect were killed. Only in this way can the mountain gate be opened and the disciples be selected to supplement the details of Fuyun sect.

Dong!

A transparent bell rang through the sea of clouds. Ye Yu hurriedly manipulated the mirror of the different space-time channel and moved to the front of the white jade palace.

At this moment, in front of the hall, all the disciples, except the nine peak masters, have stood on the square in front of the hall.