The strongest head exchange system

Chapter 335 Searching for Disciples
Yan Xu glanced around, and at the same time secretly sent a message to Deng Yu and others that they must find this disciple.

There is chaos on the battlefield, and this blind search method feels a bit like searching for a needle in a haystack.In fact, it is not the case, the disciples who will be selected by the disciple guide dial have many obvious conditions.

First, the age of this disciple will not be too old.

Second, the cultivation base of this disciple will not be too high.

Thirdly, since the disciple's guidance sundial shows that this disciple has the talent of Tianlinggen, Yan Xu concludes that this disciple's talent must not have been discovered by the Sanyuan Sword Sect, so this disciple's current status in the Sanyuan Sword Sect Should just be mediocre.This is also in line with the recruitment requirements of the disciple Guidance Sundial.

With these three points as the basis, the scope of the search was suddenly narrowed.

"Master, I seem to have found it." Zhao Yan's pleasantly surprised voice came from next to her ear. Yan Xu followed her gaze and saw this young man standing alone on a hill about 300 meters away on the left. On the edge of the battlefield.

This person seemed to stand out from the crowd, no wonder Zhao Yan thought he was the disciple who was about to be recruited.

"It should not be this person, keep looking." After Yan Xu glanced at the young man, he quickly withdrew his gaze.

This young man seemed to be independent, but under the cover of Yan Xu's powerful spiritual sense, he still found a trace of timidity from his handsome face pretending to be calm.

Disciple Guidance Sundial showed that this disciple's xinxing had reached the [-]th level. A person with such a xinxing would never abandon the sect because of greed for life and fear of death, and take care of himself alone.

"Master, 100 meters to the southeast, see if that disciple is the chosen one." This time it was Deng Yu's voice transmission.

Yan Xu looked over and saw that an outer disciple of the Sanyuan Sword Sect was caught in the camp of the elders of the Sanyuan Sword Sect, fighting bloody and fearless.

This disciple's cultivation is about at the peak of the ninth level of Qi training, and his swordsmanship is quite exquisite. Many Tianhaozong disciples were injured by his sword, and this disciple even took the opportunity to sneak attack a member of Tianhaozong. An elder in the early stage of foundation establishment.Although he didn't make any meritorious deeds, the elder was in a hurry, and under the siege of the elders of the Sanyuan Sword Sect, he fell into a short-term passivity.

They are very similar, but Yan Xu didn't make a judgment for a while whether he was chosen by his disciple Guidance Dial.

He let go of his divine sense, locked on this disciple firmly, and could see even the change of a hair in his eyes.

After a long time, Yan Xu shook his head in disappointment: "No, keep looking."

"Ah! No way." Deng Yu was a little unbelievable. Judging from any aspect, this disciple performed very well. Deng Yu almost believed that this person was the one selected by his disciple Guidun, but he didn't Thinking that Yan Xu would veto it, and veto it so thoroughly.

"Keep looking." Yan Xu smiled helplessly, the reason why he concluded that this disciple was not the one they were looking for.The reason is that this disciple seems to have a perverted enthusiasm for the Sanyuan Sword Sect.Just like the believers of the devil, they only have the devil they believe in in their hearts, and they don't know how to stick to their own heart at all.

Yan Xu didn't know whether this disciple's fanaticism was because he had been brainwashed by the Sanyuan Sword Sect, or because he couldn't let go of his sense of superiority as a disciple of the Sanyuan Sword Sect.But what is certain is that this disciple had received the baptism of the Purple Disciple Recruitment Card before. With this change, he should never be in such a state of selfless support for the Three Yuan Sword Sect.

But the purple disciple recruitment card was related to the head exchange system, and Yan Xu couldn't explain it carefully to Deng Yu, so he had to play a sloppy eye, and occasionally used the head authority to dispel Deng Yu's doubts.

"Okay, the disciple is continuing to look for it."

Deng Yu and several other elders quickly turned their eyes away again.

Just when Yan Xu and the others were looking for a needle in a haystack, on a small battlefield isolated by the Sanyuan Sword Sect.

"Useless things only get in the way."

"Go away, don't hinder me from fighting."

There was a thin figure with a sallow complexion. During the fierce battle, he was pushed and shoved by his fellow apprentices, as if he was like a plague god. Wherever he went, he would attract a wave of disgust and rejection. Even during the fierce battle, this figure He will also be attacked by his fellow disciples, not to kill him, but a pure humiliation.

"Go away, you are blocking my view."

Suddenly he kicked this figure on the buttocks. Caught off guard, the young man rushed forward a few steps. Coincidentally, there was a disciple of Tian Hao Sect standing directly in front of him holding a sword.

The disciples of Tianhaozong only saw a black shadow pounced towards him, and subconsciously thought that his fellow disciples were injured by the enemy. In the panic, his hand bones creaked, and he forcibly pierced into the figure. The sharp sword on his chest shifted a few centimeters to the left.

Oh!

The man narrowly avoided the vital point of his heart, but the sharpness of the sword still cut through the clothes on his shoulder, leaving a wound that was neither deep nor shallow.

Blood was splashing, and after the boy staggered, he staggered and stabilized his body.

"what?"

The disciple of the Tianhao Sect holding the knife let out a slight hey, this disciple was obviously wearing the costume of the Three Yuan Sword Sect.How could he be suddenly kicked by his brother from the same sect? If he hadn't misjudged the person, he would have almost killed the young man with a sword.

Could it be my eyesight?

The Tianhao Sect disciple blinked his eyes, that's right, these are the clothes of the Sanyuan Sword Sect.

There is no doubt that this young man is Mo Jun, he glanced at the wound on his shoulder, his expression was so sad that he endured it again and again, but his heart was unavoidably desolate.

"Heh... the brother of Yizong wanted to kill me, but he managed to survive by the mercy of the enemy. It's really ironic!" Mo Jun smiled sadly, and Xiao Suo's eyes flashed from the faces of his brothers in the same sect one by one. Looking at the past, his heart is also gradually cooling down: "Are the people here really so mean?"

Mo Jun couldn't figure it out, until now he didn't understand why he was excluded from the Sanyuan Sword Sect.

His father, his grandfather, and their ancestors of the Mo family have worked hard for the Sanyuan Sword Sect for generations, and they have never had any second thoughts.Originally harmonious and beautiful, the family of three generations lived together in the same family, but in the end they lost their names because of the sect. The descendants of the huge Mo family withered, and only this single seedling was left in the current generation of the Mo family.

Don't the members of the Sanyuan Sword Sect know about these things, don't... these senior brothers don't know?
"Maybe it's because I'm a waste?" Mo Jun thought.

Mo Jun knew that he was a waste when he was ten years old when he tested his talent spiritual root. As a child, Mo Jun couldn't understand what these two words meant to him. Until he grew up, the friends around him , The partners are alienated one by one.

The place where he lives, what he eats, and even the little people who wait on him are changing again and again.Until the end, Mo Jun lived alone in the deserted compound, living like a beggar, and no one cared whether he lived or died.

But he has broken through the seventh level of Qi refining, he is no longer a waste, why, why do these people still target and insult again and again?
Mo Jun couldn't figure it out, he was just a young man after all, standing on the battlefield suddenly felt that everything around him was incompatible with him, Mo Jun was alone, his eyes were desperate and blank, maybe it was disheartened.

Bang!

Mo Jun suddenly threw away the sword in his hand, and he just stood in the center of the battlefield so stupidly, neither to kill nor to be killed.Yes, Mo Jun gave up fighting because he didn't know who he was fighting for and why?
Others have relatives and beliefs, even if they have greed and evil thoughts.This is finally a reason for their bloodshed.But Mo Jun, he has nothing...

The sound of killing was loud in the ears, the blood was rushing, and the sword was dancing, but none of this seemed to have anything to do with Mo Jun.He is like a person from another parallel world. He can clearly see the battlefield in front of him, and he can see waves of familiar or unfamiliar faces, but his soul has drifted away.

"So be it……"

He smiled miserably, and slowly closed his eyes.

In my mind, the teachings of my grandfather and parents appeared again.They are saying, you are a disciple of the Sanyuan Sword Sect, and you are a good son and grandson of my Mo family.You have to be loyal all your life, and you have to shed your blood for the Sanyuan Sword Sect.

But this time, these voices did not make Mo Jun pick up the iron sword on the ground again. He thought of what Jiang Wusu said that day, and then he also thought of his dilapidated yard.

"Father, mother, you are wrong, you are all wrong. We are not members of the Sanyuan Sword Sect. Our Mo family has no sense of loyalty. Have your spirits in heaven seen that the spirit card of my Mo family was removed from the ancestral hall by them? No longer admit it, and no longer need the loyalty of our Mo family!"

A line of clear tears flowed down Mo Jun's immature cheeks.

But at this moment, there was a ray of keen consciousness that locked on Mo Jun like a radar.

He is crying?
Yan Xu frowned slightly, it was the first time he saw someone crying sadly during the battle.

"What an interesting little guy." A smile appeared on the corner of Yan Xu's mouth, he sent a voice transmission to Deng Yu and they didn't have to look for it anymore.Yan Xu looked at Mo Jun with interest, just like looking at a beloved nephew.

"Deng Yu, find a way to get the information of that disciple." I don't know if it's a sympathetic heart, but Cai Die is also looking at Mo Jun, and she is very big and asks Elder Deng Yu to run errands for her.

Deng Yu: "..."

He didn't dare to provoke this aunt, but fortunately, there were too many monks around, so he didn't have to worry about figuring out the identity of this disciple.

"Brother, what do you think of this disciple?" Turning around, Caidie stood beside Yan Xu.

"I'm not sure yet, but... it shouldn't disappoint us." Yan Xu smiled, his eyes softened.

(End of this chapter)