First update.

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"Bai Yunfei said I am awesome and still respect me? I'm afraid this is deliberately saying to the other three young masters. I want to kill someone with a knife! But I just rejected his recruitment. Could he still want to take revenge on me?" Yang Ming thought in surprise when he heard this.

When Yang Ming learned that Xu Hu's incident was exposed, he had already guessed that the two constables in the secret of Heifeng Village were Hei and Bai. However, he had no idea that there were Bai's generals, nor did he expect that Bai Yunfei still held a grudge against him and even used such despicable means.

You should know that Na Ba Dao is almost the strongest among the four masters. He is already at the eighth level of Tongxuan. He is even more powerful and has a very hot temper. He often kills the disciples. So in recent years, except for the other three masters, no one dares to attack him.

Although Yang Ming has strong strength, his cultivation is two levels lower than that of the Domineering Sword, so he naturally does not want to take risks. Especially, this is still a meaningless battle.

So, Yang Ming was angry and immediately had a plan, took out the mask obtained from Zhou Wu from his arms, put it on his face and left the scene directly.

"Hey, where did you come from this mask? It's so strange. After you put it on, the breath on your body disappeared." The two black and white captains were also going to participate in the selection, so they did not continue to follow. The female captain had to be alone with Yang Ming. At this time, she suddenly said in surprise.

"The breath disappeared?"

Yang Ming was also shocked when he heard this. Only then did he realize that Zhou Wu's mask was not an ordinary thing. Not only did he feel strange when wearing it on his face, he could also conceal the fluctuations of the true energy on the cultivator's body.

When he arrived in the distance, Yang Ming took off the mask and looked at it carefully for the first time. After discovering that Zhou Wu was the leader of the third village of Heifeng, Yang Ming put away the mask, but never thought that this mask had such a wonderful function.

At this time, Yang Ming discovered this mask for the first time, which was quite special. It could only cover up most of the face, just cover up its true face, but it did not affect speech, eating, drinking, etc. In addition, the mask material is an unknown metal, with a dark luster, which makes it look even more mysterious and cold after wearing it.

"I didn't expect this mask to be a treasure, it was so good. With it in the future, I will be able to appear in another identity and even conduct assassination activities!" Yang Ming thought happily.

"Look, the immortal masters of the seven major sects responsible for recruiting disciples are here, and the selection of disciples of the immortal sect is about to begin." Captain Liu wanted to see the mask in Yang Ming's hand, but suddenly noticed the abnormality of the crowd. When he looked up, he couldn't help but exclaim.

Yang Ming also looked over and found fourteen young men and women flying down from the high-rise pavilion of the Lingwu Hall, which was as high as a hundred feet tall, like a big bird. The fourteen people were only twenty-five or six, but they all had a transcendent temperament and were elegant and elegant. The men were handsome and extraordinary, while the women were as graceful as immortals.

Originally, there were too many people in the square and it was very noisy, but at this moment it suddenly became quiet like never before. Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, and many even showed admiration.

After all, these fourteen people are not only high-ranking immortal masters, but also the heads of the seven immortal gates. Their status is far superior to that of ordinary immortal masters who occasionally appear in Lingwu City, and they can even change the fate of everyone present.

Fourteen immortal masters landed directly on a high platform in the middle of the square. At the same time, the Lord of Lingwu City also led more than ten important figures, including the heads of major families in Lingwu City, to quickly walk out of the Lingwu Hall and up the platform.

"They are here too!"

The lord of Lingwu City, who was well-decorated and majestic, was prompted by fourteen immortal masters and immediately started a stern opening remark on the stage. Everyone in the stage was listening carefully, for fear of missing something. Yang Ming stared at a woman on the stage blankly and couldn't help but scream.

"Do you know the immortal master on the stage?" the female captain said in surprise.

"Knowing? It's not just knowing!" Yang Ming calmed down instantly and showed a meaningful smile. Many memories instantly surged into his heart, as if they had happened yesterday.

It turned out that there were two immortal masters from the Xuanyang Sect, named Lin Shaofeng and Ye Zhiyun, respectively. The two were about the same age as Yang Ming. They not only met Yang Ming, but also Yang Ming's fellow countrymen. Among them, Lin Shaofeng was Yang Ming's best childhood companion, Ye Zhiyun and Yang Ming were childhood sweethearts, and they were in love. There were also two elders from the families who had made an engagement when they were still babies.

But this happened three years ago. An accident occurred in Yang Ming’s hometown three years ago. When the three of them were desperate, they were lucky enough to be rescued by a passing immortal master.

The immortal master felt pity when he saw that the three of them were young, so he brought them all back to the Xuanyang Sect of the master. Lin Shaofeng and Ye Zhiyun were then discovered to be extremely rare top-grade spiritual roots, and were accepted as disciples by the Xuanyang Sect on the spot, and even once caused several Golden Pill Ancestors who wanted to accept them as their disciples.

As for Yang Ming, he was not so lucky. After being detected to have no spiritual roots, although Lin Shaofeng and Ye Zhiyun pleaded with each other, he was still sent to Lingwu City as a traitor.

Three years ago, the three of them were all mortal boys. Three years later, Lin Shaofeng and Ye Zhiyun had both become immortal masters and were able to come to Lingwu City to recruit disciples. Obviously, their cultivation is not weak, their status in the sect is not low, and they are even more arrogant in Lingwu City. However, Yang Ming is still a mortal. If he had not obtained the Qiankun Sword Bag, he would have been killed by Xu Hu long ago.

Such a huge gap made Yang Ming feel even more moved. However, Yang Ming would not give up on himself because of the big gap. He believed that one day, he could become an immortal master and join the immortal sect like Lin Shaofeng and Ye Zhiyun. The three of them would get along happily like they were when they were young.

Yang Ming originally wanted to join the Xuanyang Immortal Sect with his own efforts and give Lin Shaofeng and Ye Zhiyun a surprise, but he did not expect that they would be the Xuanyang Immortal Sect. This time, the immortal master who was responsible for recruiting disciples, so he was a little out of control before. However, he did not run to recognize each other rashly.

First, the occasion is wrong.

Second, Yang Ming wanted to prove himself, especially in front of Lin Shaofeng and Ye Zhiyun, he would rather be regarded as pride than burden or underestimated.

Third, although Yang Ming was confident in Lin Shaofeng and Ye Zhiyun, he was also afraid in his heart that these two people would no longer treat him like before.

After all, Yang Ming, Lin Shaofeng and Ye Zhiyun have not met for three years. Three years is enough to change many things.

Especially when Lin Shaofeng and Ye Zhiyun parted, they promised Yang Ming that after they settled down, they would find a way to take Yang Ming to the Xuanyang Sect. While Yang Ming was working hard for the past three years, he was always waiting for them. However, the two of them had no news during the three years, let alone fulfilling their promises.
Chapter completed!