I saw a young man wearing white brocade clothes walking out behind everyone.

The young man looks twenty-four or twenty-five years old, very handsome, and knows that he has a womanly charm.

The folding fan in your hand is swaying gently, very chic.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Song Han." The male disciple quickly greeted him.

It's strange that this male disciple is already an outer disciple, but he wants to salute the young man.

"I have heard of Song Han, who is said to be the son of the elder of the Zheng Punishment Hall. I heard that I will also join the Lingxiao Sect this year."

"With his father's relationship, it's not a matter of just one sentence for him to enter the Lingxiao Sect. How could he join the selection of errand disciples?"

"You don't know this. This is the rule set by the founding ancestor of Lingxiao Sect. All the people in Lingxiao Sect must start with servile disciples, and no one is exceptional. Even the current sect leader was from the same place back then.

The errand disciples walked out step by step..."

Song Han listened to everyone's compliments, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

He didn't need to work hard to attend any trials, everything had already been connected, and he came here just to go through a process.

His father has already arranged a position for him. As soon as he enters Lingxiao Sect, he will be the core disciple.

"Let him in quickly. I have seen too many such people, so don't waste my time!" Song Han said coldly.

The male disciple immediately nodded and bowed, "Since it was Senior Brother Song Han who said it, then I'll let him in."

After saying that, the male disciple shouted coldly to Lu Yu: "Hey, you are lucky. Since Senior Brother Song Han talks to you, then you can go to the bathroom to help."

After saying that, the male disciple ignored Lu Yu and started chatting with Song Han.

"This kid is very lucky and can enter Lingxiao Sect."

"Tsk, it's just a toilet. He never wants to come into contact with advanced martial arts in his entire life. In the end, he will become a commoner. It's better to find a small sect outside to practice."

Several gazes immediately came from behind Lu Yu, some envy, some jealousy, and some disdain.

However, Lu Yu didn't mind.

In his eyes, no matter what he does, these people cannot fluctuate the slightest part of Lu Yu's Taoist heart.

If he really was for the servile disciple, he might have come to fight for what he did.

However, the Master of Xuanwu Hall told him that tomorrow will be the selection of outer disciples.

He just needs the identity of this serious disciple to participate in the selection of external disciples.

"This is your waist card. From tomorrow, the toilet behind you will belong to you." A disciple in charge of the record stared at Lu Yu with disdain, took out a waist card from the cabinet and handed it to Lu Yu.

On the waist card, Lu Yu's number is simply recorded, and the three gilded characters "Lingxiao Sect" are printed behind it.

The serious disciple is not even qualified to leave a name on the waist card.

Lu Yu took the waist card and asked, "Where will this senior brother, the selection of outer disciples tomorrow be carried out?"

"The hair is not growing well, and you still want to learn from others to participate in the selection of external disciples. Are you afraid of being beaten to death?" The disciple who recorded sneered: "Tell you, the selection of external disciples, but it is difficult for you to choose a traitor disciple to go to the top."

Many. You, work honestly and don’t think about those illusory things!”

However, the disciple still pointed Lu Yu in a clear direction.

Lu Yu thanked him and looked for a quiet place to practice alone.

The servile disciples do not have their own room, and usually more than a dozen people live together, which can easily disturb the practice.

The disciple sneered: "This man is really stupid. What's the point of cramming Buddha's feet for the moment?"
Chapter completed!