Regarding the reaction of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect and other disciples, not only Kuanglong was stunned on the spot, but even Tang Feng was shocked and didn't understand why they suddenly behaved like this.
On the other hand, people from the other six major sects couldn't help sighing and sighing: "I didn't expect that this kid, who is just a native of the earth, could be promoted from a beginner disciple to a true disciple in one fell swoop."
"I have to say that this native boy's fortunes are very good. He has actually initially refined the Heaven-Suppressing Treasure. In the future, except for the Heaven-Suppressing Bo, I'm afraid no one will be able to take it away from his body."
"Isn't that right? I originally saw that a native boy obtained this heaven-suppressing treasure. There may be many talented people in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect who would be interested in trying to fight for this golden bowl. But in this way, the ordinary way
I’m afraid it will be difficult to snatch it away anymore.”
People from the six major sects discussed each other frequently, with envy and jealousy on their faces, and said in a deep voice: "According to the regulations of the eight major sects, if you just join the sect and reach the Golden Core Realm, you are just an entry-level disciple.
If you are in the Yin-Yang Realm, you will be an inner disciple. If you perform well, you can become a deacon."
"As for the inner disciples and above, they are the core disciples of the Five Elements God Realm. The core disciples and above are the true disciples. Therefore, the status of the true disciples is much higher than that of the inner disciples!"
After hearing these discussions around him, Tang Feng finally understood why the people from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect suddenly knelt down and worshiped the mad dragon.
At the same time, he was also deeply grateful to the old beggar. If not for his help, Kuanglong might not have been able to refine the golden bowl so quickly.
Now that Kuanglong has refined the golden bowl, this means that it is difficult for people from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect to separate the golden bowl from his body. This of course means that Kuanglong's safety is greatly guaranteed.
No wonder the old beggar said three days ago that the mad dragon must refine the Heaven-Suppressing Bowl no matter what, otherwise he would be killed. Now it seems that this is indeed the case.
The people from the six major sects had not yet stopped talking: "This native boy has now begun to refine the golden bowl, and his status has risen. Although his strength is not as good as ordinary disciples, he is already equal to a true disciple."
"I'm afraid that after returning to the sect, he will be personally received by the sect master. If he is lucky, he can even be accepted as a closed disciple by the sect master. From then on, he will soar into the sky, which is really enviable!"
After the initial shock, Kuanglong finally recovered and quickly waved his hands and said: "Everyone, please stand up, there is no need to be like this."
Only then did the deacon of Wanfo Sect stand up, cupped his hands and said, "My subordinate Lu Zhengrong, if you need anything in the future, Master Zhenzhuan, just tell me directly."
The other eight ordinary disciples followed and said, "All my subordinates are also willing to follow Master Zhenzhuan."
It is almost certain that Kuang Long, who has initially refined the treasure of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, will rise rapidly once he returns to the sect, although his current strength is not very strong, not even as good as the Golden Core realm.
But who can make Zhentianbo take the initiative to recognize his master, who is a simple person?
Seeing this formation, Kuanglong didn't know what to do for a moment. Tang Feng looked at it and stepped forward quickly, smiling: "Fellow Taoists of Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, although Kuanglong refined the Heaven-Suppressing Bowl, his strength is still there.
Not strong, I still need your help after returning to the sect."
Zheng Rong probably wanted to hug this future big tree tightly in advance, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, after returning to the sect, as long as it is useful to me, just ask me."
Factional competition among sects is also extremely fierce, especially the competition between the major true disciples, which will inadvertently cause the people below to take sides one after another.
Although Zheng Rong is already a deacon, he is helpless in the sect. Otherwise, he would not be sent to such an indigenous place today to take charge of recruitment matters.
Tang Feng didn't say anything more, just cupped his hands and said, "Then you'll have a hard time."
It was already noon, but recruitment was still in full swing. In comparison, Naha Xuanzong recruited the most disciples because of the lowest conditions.
Because Hong Qitian and Chu Xionghe had the tokens given by the old beggar, they quickly walked towards the Shenbeg Sect.
When the disciples of the Shenqi Sect saw the token, they were startled. They subconsciously looked at the high platform in the distance, and finally asked: "This is the token of Master Shenxu's uncle, how did it get into your hands?"
Hong Qitian said: "This is what Senior Shenxu gave to the two of us."
The deacon of the Shenqi Sect came out to receive him in person, looked at the two of them and said, "I wonder if you two are here?"
Hong Qitian got straight to the point: "My master and disciple want to join the God Begging Sect, but I don't know if it is possible?"
"Join our Divine Begging Sect?" The deacon looked at the two of them up and down for a moment, then frowned and asked: "Judging from the breath of both of them, they should have formed elixirs. I wonder if they are fake elixirs or condensed gold.
Dan?”
Hong Qitian sighed: "My master and disciple have limited talents, and all they have condensed are mysterious elixirs."
The deacon frowned even more tightly and said in a deep voice: "You two don't know something. In the big world, Xuan Dan is also called a fake pill, which means it is not the path of the Great Dao."
"So our eight major sects have stipulated before coming here that under normal circumstances we will not accept fake alchemy warriors."
Hong Qitian's expression changed slightly, and he asked in astonishment: "So, we can't join the Shenqi Sect?"
The deacon subconsciously glanced at the high platform again. Although the old beggar was still on the high platform at this moment, he had no intention of coming forward. He pondered for a moment and said: "But you two have the token of Master Shenxu's uncle. This
We have to give him face."
"Your name is Chu Xionghe, right? Fortunately, you are still young. After returning to the sect, you can break the Xuan Dan and re-condensate the Golden Dan. It seems that there is still time, but this old gentleman seems to be over sixty years old. I'm afraid..."
Although the deacon hadn't finished what he said, the meaning he wanted to express was already clear. It was obvious that for the sake of the old beggar, Chu Xionghe could join the Shenqi Sect, but Hong Qitian could not.
Hong Qitian was stunned, and Chu Xionghe was also stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do for a while.
Tang Feng, who was on the side, suddenly turned to look at Old Ancestor Dragon, with a look of worry on his face.
Old Ancestral Dragon is similar in age to Hong Qitian. Judging from the current situation, if we do not accept fake alchemy warriors, unless there is some hope for those under thirty years old, wouldn't Old Ancestral Dragon...
Old Ancestor Dragon was also stunned in place. Although he was trying his best to stay calm, the disappointment in his heart could still be seen in his eyes.
Chu Xionghe suddenly said: "Master, since you can't join the Shenqi Sect together, then the disciple will just do it if you don't join. I was raised by you since I was a child, and I will follow you wherever I go."
I have to say that Chu Xionghe not only has good talent, but also has quite good character.
However, Hong Qitian said: "Nonsense, you have grown up now, what future can you have if you follow me, an old beggar?"
"But..." Chu Xionghe still wanted to say.
However, Hong Qitian suddenly interrupted and shouted: "There is nothing wrong with it. You will join the Shenqi Sect immediately. This is the master's order. Why don't you even listen to the master's words?"
Chu Xionghe's eyes were already a little sore, and he said with force, "But where are you, master?"
Hong Qitian smiled and said: "Although the master is a fake elixir, he is still the King of Martial Arts. How can the world be so great?"