After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 38 The Great Hall
Chu Yuliang looked at the remaining disciples with satisfaction.

"Everyone, don't be nervous. The reason to keep you is because the sect has passed the screening and thinks that you have performed well in all aspects. Next, there will be deacon disciples who will take you into the sect's meeting hall, where your decision will be made. where to go."

Chu Yuliang waved his hand, and immediately stepped forward to a disciple.

"Take them."

"Yes! Uncle Shi!"

The disciple saluted Chu Yuliang respectfully.

Regarding this famous genius uncle in the sect, he is a small deacon disciple of the outer sect, so he dare not be careless.

Although this time it was the sect's selection of disciples, this uncle also took over a piece of land and took care of it, but it was not his turn to lead the way.

I'm afraid that among this group of new disciples, some of them fell into the eyes of this uncle, or some senior in Tianshui Peak.

Although envious in his heart, the deacon disciples are not sloppy in doing things.

With a group of people, they headed towards the main meeting hall.

Shen Qingyi followed in the crowd, and the surrounding scenes changed rapidly.

Although the surface is still calm, but the heart is already turbulent.

Except, getting rid of the place where Shen Qingyi was imprisoned all his life, as well as the feeling under his feet at this moment.

The feeling of falling into the ground, but it seems to be a step of thousands of miles, is really shocking.

Shen Qing cautiously followed the leading disciple, for fear of accidentally making a mistake and entering some illusion.

After all, Wen Wenya's pain was no joke.

Although at the beginning, because of the disciple's words and her own guess, she felt that it might be the illusion that is often mentioned in the cultivation of immortals, but she still wrapped a vine around her waist just in case.

Now that I think about it, I bet right.

But at this moment, Shen Qingyi had learned from the past, but did not dare to be careless.

Who knows, if he falls into some kind of illusion again, there will be different dangers.

The scenery on both sides quickly reversed.

A group of people followed the deacon disciples through tall stone gates.

When the jade-white staircase with a height of several tens of feet came into view, everyone was really shocked by the sight in front of them.

The jade white stairs are paved, and on the stairs, there are several lifelike statues of mythical beasts. Under the sunlight, the statues of mythical beasts seem to come alive in the next second.

Behind the statue, there is a magnificent palace with glazed green tiles, carved railings, and winding clouds and smoke, as if it will disappear into the world in the next moment.

Even if his feet were on the stairs, Shen Qingyi still felt unreal.

Except for individuals, people with background and experience.

There are not a few people like her.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

It wasn't until the jade bell under the eaves of the main hall made crisp and clear sounds that it brought back Shen Qingyi's thoughts.

No one opened the door of the meeting hall, and the opened door revealed the scene in the meeting hall.

But everyone didn't dare to raise their heads without authorization, because the faint coercion coming from the hall made people feel intimidated, and they didn't dare to make mistakes.

After the deacon disciple who brought them bowed their hands and saluted, they withdrew, leaving behind them and a jade slip.

Their messages are engraved on the jade slips.

Wen Hai took the jade slip, clicked on it, and the line-by-line message appeared again.

These news, they have almost understood, read it again this time, it is just a more detailed comparison.

Everyone lowered their heads, waiting for the person above to speak.

(End of this chapter)