Yi Feng cursed loudly, because the flyers had been distributed for several days, but still no one came to become a disciple.
But fortunately, Dongsheng's sect is not as good as Beihai, and has many more disciples who can cultivate than Beihai.
Every few years, the sect alliance will organize a new ceremony.
To put it bluntly, the new entrance ceremony is to recruit disciples.
It is established in a certain place by the sect alliance, and the disciples who meet the cultivation requirements will become candidates to be selected.
Then each major sect can select suitable disciples from among the candidates to join their sect.
And Yi Feng was notified that his Tiandimen also had a selection quota.
This can be regarded as a benefit given by the Sect Alliance. After all, his Tiandi Sect is also a ninth-grade sect certified by the Sect Alliance.
Immediately.
Yi Feng took Qing Huanxiang and set off.
after all.
I don’t want this disciple who picked it up for free to get it for free.
This time, the new entrance ceremony was held in Nansha. Yi Feng rode his flying sword and flew towards Nansha while carrying Qing Huan.
A few days later, the two came to Nansha.
certainly.
In fact, Yi Feng's flying sword could be much faster, but when they just left Pingjiang, the two of them almost hit a tree, so Yi Feng slowed down.
But even so, the wind blowing all the way gave me a migraine.
By the time the two of them arrived at the ceremony, the new entrance ceremony was coming to an end, and the high-level sects had already left with the talented disciples.
The only ones left on the field were some eighth- and ninth-grade sects.
As for the disciples who were not selected, most of them were left with only some crooked melons and cracked jujubes.
certainly.
Even the sect masters of these eighth- and ninth-grade sects seem to be powerful and powerful.
According to the quota, Yi Feng stood with the sect leaders of the eighth and ninth grade sects.
With his straight posture, he seems to have the aura of a master of his own sect.
However.
He was quite panicked.
It is really difficult for him, a good-for-nothing mortal, to pretend to be a cultivator in such situations!
You know, the people here are not empty shells like him, but they are all genuine masters.
He even saw such terrifying martial arts masters among them!
"Old Qing, although I am very strong, I have to keep a low profile and don't cause trouble, you hear me!"
Yi Feng softly and solemnly explained to Qing Huanxiang next to him.
"Yes, sir."
Qing Huanxiang nodded respectfully.
Hearing this, Yi Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
As time goes by, the disciples of the eighth-grade sect have been selected, and then, the ninth-grade sects like them are left.
"My Tianyue Sect wants that disciple, do you have any objections?"
A middle-aged man stepped out and looked at one of the colorfully dressed disciples.
"Hmph, our Demonic Heaven Sect also wants him."
Another old man came out and started fighting.
"Hmph, are you sure you want to go against my Tianyue Sect?" the man said in a deep voice.
"Are we, the Demonic Heaven Sect, afraid of you?"
The old man was tit for tat.
"Then let's compare."
The middle-aged man slapped the old man with his palm, and the two immediately fought together.
Although the current disciples are all crooked melons and jujubes left over from other sects, for these ninth-grade sects, they are still good prospects.
In this battle, Tianyue Sect won in the end.
After these two sects, several more sects began to snatch disciples.
As for Yi Feng.
He just stood there with an expressionless face.
Grab it, grab it, grab it hard.
Anyway, I won’t get involved, just leave one for me.
After all, if that sect is provoked, the Heaven and Earth Sect will not be able to resist it.
But after two hours passed, all the disciples in the field had been selected, and no one was left.
Yi Feng's face was dark.
So what a fucking waste of time?
How is this good?
Involuntarily, he looked at an old man next to him.
This old man is the leader of the Jiutian Sect. Since it has been established for a long time, there are several places, so several disciples have been selected.
"Ahem, brother, I'm the master of the Heaven and Earth Sect. I came all the way here and none of my disciples caught it, so can you please discuss and give me one?" Yi Feng said with a smile on his face.
"Brother, it's not easy for everyone. You are really pitiful. In that case, I will give you one!"
After hearing this, the old man from Jiutianmen immediately agreed readily.
After all, for him, the few harvested are crooked melons and cracked dates, so losing one is no big deal.
then.
He picked out the worst woman among these crooked melons and gave it to Yi Feng.
Yi Feng looked at this female disciple.
She has a cold appearance and extraordinary facial features.
She has an excellent figure, tall and... tall, and she has a unique temperament.
Obviously.
In front of most practitioners, talent is everything. Even if she is beautiful, but without talent, she is an existence that can be given up at will.
Yi Feng quickly tested her using the system.
Hi.
Damn average qualifications.
This made Yi Feng feel happy.
As expected of being selected by the sect alliance, even the worst qualifications are ordinary, and the better disciple systems are too lazy to test them.
This is much more powerful than the group of old men and women in Pingjiang City.
I wrote two and a half pages last night, and I deleted two and a half more pages if I wasn’t satisfied with it. Erase, it’s so hard...