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Chapter 87 These are talents

This is absolutely impossible!

There are people in Zhantian Pavilion who count for one, and no one believes that Zhuang Bifan can recruit fifty-one disciples!

"Let's go out and have a look!"

"I'll go and see if it's true or not!"

This similar conversation sounded in every corner of Zhantian Pavilion, and then a large group of people left the room and came to the door of Zhantian Pavilion, and then saw an extremely spectacular scene!

That is a large group of bald heads moving forward together, only Zhuang Bifan and a girl with hair, which seemed to stand out among this large group of people, absolutely abrupt!

"What the hell is this tm?"

"Why are all bald people?"

"Have you found a bunch of monks to make up the numbers?"

...

The disciples of Zhantian Pavilion were talking a lot.

Zhuang Bifan walked to the gate of Zhantian Pavilion and said with a smile: "Why are all brothers here to welcome the Triumph? Why are you so polite? I just did an insignificant little thing. As for the mobilization of the army, why didn't the leader come?"

The disciples of Zhantian Pavilion looked speechless. Brother, you still want the leader to come to pick you up. Are you thinking a little too much?

Zhan Lingxiao naturally heard the news that Zhuang Bifan had made such a big noise. However, as the head of the sect, he would seem to be too cheap as he went to greet Zhuang Bifan. So he said to Qiu Guoming, one of the four elders: "Elder Qiu, go out and take a look. That Zhuang Bifan really brought back fifty-one disciples?"

To be honest, he also expressed doubts about the truth of this statement. According to his tone, it would be nice to have Zhuang Bifan recruit more than ten people. After all, his Zhantian Pavilion is really inconspicuous among the hundreds of sects. At first, he said that he would recruit at least fifty people, and he just wanted to put Zhuang Bifan in a pressure.

Qiu Guoming nodded and said, "Yes!"

Immediately, I walked out with a meteor stride. After a few minutes, I walked back with a strange expression.

Zhan Lingxiao couldn't wait to ask, "Elder Qiu, how about it, that Zhuang Bifan really brought back fifty-one disciples?"

Qiu Guoming looked at Zhan Lingxiao and said, "I think you still don't know about this leader!"

Cui Yifan, who had always been dissatisfied with Zhuang Bifan, sneered: "I just said that the boy was only good at bragging and brought back fifty-one people. He could bring back ten or eight, which was considered his ability."

Qiu Guoming shook his head and said, "No, in fact, he really brought back fifty-one people!"

"Really? Then why do you say that, I still don't know why?" Zhan Lingxiao asked in confusion.

Qiu Guoming said with a confused look on his face: "Because the disciples he brought back are all bald, and many of them are missing arms and legs. Most of them are a group of disabled people, and only a few seem normal!"

"What!"

Cui Yifan exclaimed, and then cursed in anger: "This bastard actually recruited a group of disabled people to come back. This treats me Zhantian Pavilion as a place, beggar's nest, such a bold and arrogant person, must be beaten to death by sticking to serve as a warning!"

Qiu Guoming said: "Elder Cui, I think it's a bit serious for you to say this. In fact, it may be that the head of the sect told him to bring back fifty disciples, which made him feel a little stressed, so he did this, which is understandable!"

"It's a big deal!" Cui Yifan said unceremoniously.

"Qiu Guoming, you always look like a good person, so the disciples in the sect smile at you. Remember, you are an elder and you must have majesty!"

"Elder Cui, I think having majesty does not mean that you must speak coldly to your disciples." Qiu Guoming replied.

Zhan Lingxiao frowned as they heard the two of them arguing here, "Don't argue, call that Zhuang Bifan in first and find out what's going on, Elder Qiu, please go there again!"

"good!"

Qiu Guoming walked out and found Zhuang Bifan.

"Zhuang Bifan, come with me, the head of the sect summons you!"

When Zhuang Bifan heard this, he quickly said excitedly, "Sect Master, are you going to give me a reward?"

award?

When the disciples of Zhantian Pavilion heard Zhuang Bifan's words, they looked speechless. Brother, who would say such words to your confidence?

I guess you won’t be able to see the reward, just pray that you won’t be beaten to death!

Qiu Guoming took Zhuang Bifan and said, "Zhuang Bifan, you are doing this really..."

"It's so perfect, right?" Zhuang Bifan said with a proud look on his face.

Qiu Guoming:...

What a good attitude!

"Hey, I don't know what to say to you anymore. When I see the leader later, don't talk nonsense. I will try my best to plead for you!" Qiu Guoming sighed and said.

"There is no need to plead with mercy. The head of the sect will definitely jump up excitedly later!" Zhuang Bifan said confidently.

excited?

I'm afraid I'm so angry that I jumped up?

Qiu Guoming didn't understand why Zhuang Bifan became like this. He remembered that he was not like this before. Although his cultivation talent was not very good, he was still quite steady. What was the stimulation he was?

Forget it, try to help him as much as possible. If it really doesn't work, I can't do anything about it.

Qiu Guoming took Zhuang Bifan into the study. Zhuang Bifan bent down and said, "Disciple, please meet the leader and participate in the three elders!"

Zhan Lingxiao waved his hand and said, "Don't give me a gift, Zhuang Bifan, let me tell me the leader about the results of recruiting disciples this time!"

Zhuang Bifan straightened his back and said, "This time, recruiting disciples was very successful!"

"Success? Now, you still dare to talk nonsense in front of the head. Are you guilty?!" Cui Yifan shouted!

Zhuang Bifan looked at Cui Yifan with a puzzled look: "Elder Cui, what crime do I have? Why don't I know?"

Cui Yifan said coldly: "You still dare to pretend to be crazy and stupid?"

"Why are you pretending to be crazy?" Zhuang Bifan looked puzzled: "Elder Cui, although you are one of the four elders, don't swear at others!"

"I'm slandering. Tell me, what are you calling?" Cui Yifan asked.

Zhuang Bifan: "Are they all selected talents I have carefully selected?"

"Can you miss your arms and legs be called talent?" Cui Yifan sneered.

Zhuang Bifan nodded and said, "Of course, I tell you, these people were selected by me after finally selecting them. Thousands of people signed up. I screened them for more than ten days before recruiting these talents. I was almost exhausted!"

"There are still thousands of people who sign up, but our trash sect, Zhantian Pavilion, will have so many people sign up. Do you think I am a fool and believe what you say?!" Cui Yifan blurted out!

"Garbage Sect?"

When Zhuang Bifan heard this, he immediately said with anger, "Elder Cui, what do you mean? As the elder of Zhantian Pavilion, you actually said that our Zhantian Pavilion is a garbage sect, and you are the one who is deprived of your heart. You are the spy sent by that sect?"

Zhuang Bifan immediately said to Zhan Lingxiao: "Sect Master, I now seriously suspect that Elder Cui is a traitor. Please investigate it strictly!"
Chapter completed!
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