The continuous heavy rain fell from last night to the present, which made the entire central plain look fresh, but it ended without warning when it was approaching dusk.

In a flash, seven days passed quickly, and the gate of the Fantasy City slowly closed behind Yu Qingyi.

Yu Qingyi looked at the forty-two people standing neatly in front of him and said to the several pavilions beside him with satisfaction: "It seems that the qualifications of this disciple are indeed outstanding."

"Yes, in terms of the number of people who got the spirit beads, it was nearly twice as many as ours at that time." Jiang Yan said in praise.

Di Shixun took a step forward and opened the list in his hand, saying: "The list of Jiange personnel is announced below."

The disciples in the team all looked excited and looked forward to Di Shixun. Among them, there are many people who have dreamed of since childhood and now they have finally dreamed of it.

"The Jiutian Pavilion will not accept disciples this year, so only the other six major sword Pavilions will participate," Di Shixun paused for a moment and continued:

"Taibai Pavilion includes ten people, Nan Fengyi, Du Xuan, Meng Zi'an, Qin Chuhao..."

After reciting the ten disciples, Di Shixun looked up and looked at him a few more times, and looked at his disciples. He looked quite satisfied with his expression.

"The Xuanmu Pavilion includes eight people, Gu Xiao, Li Zhiyan, Wan Yue, Qiao Yueru..."

"Include the five people, Ying Zhi, Wu Zhuo, Yi Hanchen..."

"Seven people were included in the Ningshen Pavilion, Qi Yu, Zhang Wenshan, Situ Nan..."

"Tianjue Pavilion includes seven people, Youzi, Zhao Zirui..."

"Five people were included in Fuhuge Pavilion, Changliu, Baili Qinghong..."

Di Shixun combined the list in his hand and signaled the leader to read it. He walked forward with a spirit of calmness and showed a kind smile, like an old god who fell from the sky and said, "Congratulations, from now on, you are truly disciples of the Yayun Sect. I hope that the spirit of the Yayun Sect for more than two thousand years can be passed on in you and continue to be carried forward."

Wu Zhuo stood in the team with some fatigue. Zhang Wenshan was waving his hand desperately to this side at this time, but Wu Zhuo did not look up at all, which made Zhang Wenshan, the little fat man, very anxious.

The head of Lu Changyuanjian had finished speaking and said to everyone: "Everyone will disband and return to their own Jiange."

After Lu Changyuan finished his words, Zhang Wenshan ran towards Wuzhuo without stopping, rode on Wuzhuo's back from behind, and said with a smile: "Brother Wuzhuo, I'm dancing over there, why didn't you see it?"

Wu Zhuo frowned and covered his chest with a hoarse brow and said, "Wenshan is coming down soon, I can't stand this tossing now."

"Why are you so ignorant? Didn't you see Wu Zhuo's body hurt?" Li Zhiyan glared at Zhang Wenshan unhappily, walked to Wu Zhuo's side, and asked with support: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, Wen Shan didn't mean it, so don't blame him." Wu Zhuo said as he squeezed out a smile at Zhang Wen Shan and said, "I saw you as soon as I came out. I heard that you successfully completed the exam. I was very happy for you. But my injury is not suitable for walking around more, so I didn't go to find you."

Only then did Zhang Wenshan see Wuzhu's clothes showing some white gauze, and said blamingly: "Brother Wuzhu, I really don't know that you are so hurt. I didn't think much when I saw you."

"Okay, Wenshan, since you and I are all disciples of the Yayun Sect, there are many opportunities to meet in the future. When you compensate, you can't even run away." Wu Zhuo said jokingly for the last two sentences.

"Brother Zhuo, Brother Zhuo, how are your injuries?" Changliu ran over from the farthest team and asked with concern.

"It's not a big deal. Mr. Yun said that I recovered very quickly and I won't take many days to fully recover." Wu Zhuo saw Changliu, and the period of time he spent together in the fantasy city was vivid in his mind, and he was also a friend of life and death.

"Brother Wuzhu, during the days when I was away, it seems that you don't miss me at all." Zhang Wenshan pouted and pretended to be angry, and continued, "There are so many new friends."

Everyone was speechless, and then they burst into laughter. Wu Zhuo hurriedly comforted and explained: "How come you don't miss you? I'm talking about you every day."

Zhang Wenshan gave everyone a blank look and said skeptically: "Okay, because you are hurt, but I believe you."

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Half a month later

Southern Wuzhou, northern border

The terrain here is full of gullies and rocks, and the white bones and beasts everywhere make the place as purgatory as terrifying. The black water stream with bloody smell passes by, and the humorous and dull tones cover this lifeless land.

The Southern Barbarians live here, living in a place where it is impossible to associate with life. Only the people of the Southern Barbarian tribe know all the pain and twists and turns.

The Southern Barbarian tribes are much larger than the Dongyi tribe. There are many tribes who can rank and say 15 or 16 people. In addition, the ethnic group's disagreement in their struggles has led to being disturbed by wars all year round. They have to be forced to migrate, and gradually migrate south to this poor mountain and water place, and then they feel a little calm.

They also know that only by unity can they get rid of this poor mountain and bad water, but why is unity just a saying?

Jiao was standing at the entrance of the Southern Barbarian Tribe at this moment, surrounded by several thick and arrogant guards, holding spears in their hands and pointing at him, and saying something that was very ferocious in his mouth but could not understand.

At this moment, a man who was much thinner than the guard came out of it. He scolded a few words he couldn't understand, and respectfully saluted like a crow, saying, "It's the master of Wuchen Sect, please come inside."

Although the Southern Barbarian tribe is large, it is in chaos and extremely dirty, which is even more different from the well-organized Dongyi.

Deep in the tribe, the only animal-skin tent is the core, and there is a noisy dispute inside.

The tent was opened, and the man who led the way respectfully said in barbarian words: "The Lord of Wuchen Sect Jiao has arrived."

The tent suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at it, but in just a blink of an eye, it became "knocky" again.

Although the crow did not receive the attention it deserved, she didn't care and walked straight to the center of the tent.

There were more than twenty people sitting in the entire tent, each of whom looked rough, arrogant, brave and unscrupulous.

"Are there any chief among you?"

After a while, Jiao saw that these people were all talking about their own interests, but no one paid attention to him.

"bass!"

A dark crow passed through the chest of a barbarian. The barbarian looked at his chest incrediblely, and his expression fell down.

Although the crow killed a barbarian and still in front of everyone in their tribe, no one dared to stand up and accuse this matter, which shows how the tribe has reached.

"Do you have the intention to listen to me now?" Jiao asked, stroking the crow that landed on his shoulder.

Maybe some of them couldn't understand what Jiao Ya was saying, so they looked at others. One of them walked out and said in horror: "Master Jiao, there is no chief in our southern barbarians. Everything is agreed upon by our sixteen families."

"It's interesting," Jiao's cold voice said with a smile: "Then how are you discussing further with the cooperation we demon guardians talked with you?"

"It has not been fully approved yet," said one of them.

Jiao Ya said impatiently: "It's been so many days. Who else does not agree to cooperation? You can stand up and let's discuss it again."

Some barbarians translated Jiao's words, but none of them dared to stand up and say they disagree.

"Since you agree, it will be much easier to handle. As long as you work together, this matter will not be difficult to handle. After the matter is completed, my Wuchen Sect will keep my promise and let the entire Nanman tribe leave this barren and dead place."
Chapter completed!