"Senior brother, these are the disciples recommended from the outer sect to the inner sect!"
In a rather simple hall, there are more than a dozen young people standing neatly, and right in front of these young people, there are five middle-aged people with an aura like a pavilion, looking at the young people below.
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Ling Feng was also among these teenagers.
After Wang Danfeng sent Ling Feng into the hall, he left.
As an elder of the outer sect, even if he already has the status of an elder, he cannot stay in the inner sect for a long time.
At this time, the long-bearded man standing in the middle raised his eyes and glanced at the new disciples who had entered the inner sect in front of him, nodded slightly, pointed to the young man standing first on the right, and said lightly: "You
, take a step forward.”
The young man stepped forward as instructed, his face obviously a little nervous, "Disciple Meng Chen, I have met all the peak masters!"
"Well, this guy is not bad. Let's join your disciple, senior brother."
A middle-aged man in black robe looked at Meng Chen, and then smiled respectfully at the bearded man.
The man in black robe is named Li Liang, and he is an elder responsible for the recruitment and distribution of disciples. The man with a long beard is named Yang Wei.
Although Yang Wei was of the same generation as Li Liang, he was the master of one of the nine peaks of Wenxian Sect and had a higher status than Li Liang. Therefore, in order to curry favor with him, Li Liang naturally sent all the talented young people to Yang Wei's sect.
"The qualifications are pretty good, just join me at Feixing Peak." Yang Wei nodded slightly.
Meng Chen immediately showed a look of joy and bowed: "Thank you Master, thank you Master!"
"Quite clever." Yang Wei stroked his long beard, squinted his eyes and smiled: "You can stand behind me."
"Yes!" Meng Chen respectfully walked behind Yang Wei, his face full of excitement.
"Next one." Yang Wei said calmly.
Then, the boys at the back stepped forward one after another.
Yang Wei's status was obviously very extraordinary. Basically, he took over all the disciples with the best qualifications, while he "let" out those with slightly inferior qualifications very generously.
Although the other major peak masters secretly hated Yang Wei for his treachery, they dared not speak out in anger.
Among the Wenxian Sect, Yang Wei's strength is second only to the headmaster and several reclusive elders. Who dares to compete with him for disciples?
In this way, he has chosen all the good candidates. How can other branches have the chance to surpass the Feixing Peak branch?
"Next!" Li Liang shouted calmly.
Ling Feng took a deep breath, it was finally his turn!
Ling Feng took a step forward, bowed and said: "Disciple Ling Feng, I would like to pay my respects to all the peak masters."
Li Liang looked at Ling Feng, frowned, then reached out and grabbed his wrist, feeling it with his eyes for a long time.
Ling Feng felt slightly nervous. It seemed that this step was not taken when other people tested.
Finally, Li Liang let go of his hand and shook his head, "He is eighteen years old and has a first level of Qi Condensation. He has mediocre qualifications and can barely pass the test!"
This level is good for ordinary people, but for a martial arts sect like Wenxian Sect, it is pure waste!
Among martial arts sects, there are many people who are promoted to the Qi Condensation Realm at the age of fourteen. They only reach the first level of the Qi Condensation Realm at the age of eighteen, and those who are thrown into the outer sects are all at the middle or lower level.
The peak masters in the hall all shook their heads. As the saying goes, it's better to lack than to waste. Even if you can't recruit disciples, you don't need to use such useless people to make up the numbers.
Ling Feng gritted his teeth and wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start.
Do you want to tell them that it only took thirty breaths for him to be promoted from an ordinary person with no cultivation to the Qi Condensation Realm?
The secret of the Emperor’s Eye must not be allowed to be known to anyone!
Therefore, he can only be silent, and he can only be silent!
"Hmph!" Yang Wei narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of displeasure on his face, "Since you can barely pass the test, just send it to the outer gate!"
"This..." A trace of embarrassment flashed across Li Liang's face. He rolled his eyes and smiled in Yang Wei's ear: "Senior brother, have you forgotten that there is another lineage of Xianzong, although it is not among the nine peaks, but
Every year, I still have to send a disciple with mediocre qualifications to that old ghost. This kid's qualifications are already extremely mediocre, so it's better to send him to that lineage!"
He accepted Wang Danfeng's benefits, so naturally he couldn't let Ling Feng be driven to the outer gate, otherwise such benefits would not be available to him in the future.
As for whose disciple Ling Feng is, that's not something he needs to worry about.
"That lineage..." Yang Wei pondered for a moment, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes!
Li Liang sneered and said: "When he reaches that level, I believe he will leave on his own within a few days."
"Okay, then let's follow the old rules and send him to the lineage of Duanmu Old Ghost."
Yang Wei snorted softly and said with hatred in his heart: Old ghost Duanmu, if you have the guts, hide that sword scripture for the rest of your life! I will send you a disciple with extremely poor qualifications every year, and then send someone to force him to voluntarily and
You sever the master-disciple relationship! I don’t believe you would be willing to see that swordsmanship completely lost?
Ling Feng was slightly surprised. The two powerful men discussed it for a while, but they didn't know what they were talking about.
In short, Ling Feng only felt that this was definitely not a good thing!
"Uh-huh!" Li Liang coughed lightly, took a step forward, and said calmly: "Your name is Ling Feng, right? From now on, you will become a disciple of Mr. Duanmu... Uncle Duanmu, and have a good time practicing!"
"Uncle Duanmu?" Ling Feng was stunned. He was actually assigned to the generation of uncles of these peak masters? Aren't his qualifications mediocre?
However, although he was suspicious in his heart, he still bowed and said: "Yes!"
"Well. Zongyuan, take him to Xiaozhu Peak." Li Liang ordered a disciple next to him.
"Yes!" A young man about twenty years old came out of the queue, bowed to Li Liang, and then looked at Ling Feng with a very "sympathetic" look, and said calmly: "Come with me!"
Ling Feng was even more confused when he saw Zong Yuan's look.
This Xiaozhu Peak is definitely not a good place to go!
…
Soon, the young man named Zong Yuan led Ling Feng to a bamboo forest.
There are only a few bamboo houses in the bamboo forest, forming a small courtyard. Although they are very simple compared to the majestic buildings along the way, they still have a unique sense of leisure and relaxation.
This is a place for self-cultivation.
"Who is this senior brother, that senior uncle Duanmu?" Ling Feng finally couldn't help but ask.
Along the way, Zong Yuan didn't take the initiative to say a word, and kept a certain distance from Ling Feng, as if he was afraid of being entangled by Ling Feng.
"I don't know!" Zong Yuan walked outside the bamboo house and raised his voice: "Uncle Duanmu, this is the disciple assigned to you this year! I have already brought it to you!"
After saying that, Zongyuan seemed to be taking refuge and left the place without stopping for a moment, as if he was fleeing.
Ling Feng frowned. Are the people living inside really so scary?
