
"Brother, these are the disciples recommended from the outer door to the inner door!"
In a rather simple hall, neatly stood a dozen young young, and in front of these young, is five famous as the ting Yuan middle-aged, is looking at the following young.
Ling Feng was among the teenagers.
Wang Danfeng escorted Ling Feng into the hall and left.
An elder of the outer gate, even as an elder, cannot stay at the inner gate for long.
At this moment, the bearded man standing in the middle raised his eyes and glanced at the students who had just entered the inner door in front of him. He nodded slightly and pointed his hand to a boy standing first on the right. He said lightly, "You, step forward."
The young forward in accordance with the words, face obviously some tension, "disciple Meng Chen, have seen each peak Lord!"
"Well, this boy is not bad, worship elder brother your door."
A middle-aged man dressed in a black robe, looked at that Meng Chen one eye, immediately respectfully toward that bearded man smile.
The black-robed man was li Liang, an elder who was in charge of recruiting and assigning disciples. And the bearded man, named Yang Wei.
Although Yang Wei was of the same age as Li Liang, he was the leader of one of the nine peaks of Wenxian Sect. His status was higher than Li Liang's. Therefore, In order to curry favor with him, Li Liang naturally sent all the excellent young seeds to Yang Wei's door.
"Qualification is quite good, join me fly star peak." Yang Wei nodded slightly.
Meng Chen immediately showed the color of joy, repeatedly bow way: "thank you, thank you!"
"Clever." Yang Wei stroked his long beard, narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Stand behind me."
"Be!" Meng Chen respectfully walked to Yang Wei behind, a face of excitement.
"Next." Yang Wei added lightly.
Then, one by one, the boys in the row behind stepped forward.
Yang Wei was obviously in an extraordinary position. Basically, he took all the students with the best qualifications, while he generously "let" the less qualified ones out.
Although the other masters of the mountain secretly hated Yang Wei's treachery, they dared not speak up in anger.
Yang Wei's strength was second only to that of the patriarch and several elders who were hidden from the world. Who would dare to compete with him for disciples?
As a result, the good seedling all let him choose to go, the other various veins, how can have the opportunity to surpass the flying star peak one vein?
"Next!" Li Liang shouted quietly.
Ling Feng took a deep breath and finally it was his turn!
Ling Feng took a step forward, bowed down and said, "Disciple Ling Feng, meet the masters of feng."
Li Liang looked at Ling Feng and frowned. Then he reached out and grabbed his wrist.
Ling Feng slightly nervous in the heart, others detection, it seems that there is no this step ah.
Finally, the Li Liang let go of his hand and shook his head, "Bone age eighteen, repair for condensate a heavy. Mediocre qualifications, just barely!"
This level is good for ordinary people, but it is pure waste for the wudao clan.
Wudao zong door, fourteen - year - old promotion condensate gas environment, everywhere. At the age of eighteen, the condensate atmosphere is a heavy, and the door is in the middle and lower reaches of the level.
Temple that several peak Lord shook his head, is the so-called ningkuiguan, even if the disciples do not receive, also do not need to take such waste firewood to make up the numbers.
Ling Feng gritted his teeth and tried to explain, but he didn't know where to start.
Tell them that it only took them 30 breaths to rise from an ordinary, untrained person to a condensing atmosphere?
The secret of the Eye of the Son must never be known to anyone!
So he had nothing but silence, and nothing but silence!
"Hum!" Yang Wei narrowed his eyes slightly and showed a hint of displeasure on his face. "If you just barely pass, send it to the outer door!"
"This......" Li Liang's face flashed with embarrassment. His eyes suddenly turned and he put a smile in Yang Wei's ear and said, "Brother, don't you forget that we still have a feeling that even though he is not one of the nine peaks, he still sends a mediocre disciple to that ghost every year? The boy's qualifications are as mediocre as they can be, so send him there!"
He received the benefits of Wang Danfeng, naturally can not let Ling Feng was rushed to the outside door, otherwise later this benefit will not fall on his head.
As for who Ling Feng worship under the door, that is not the matter he needs to care about.
"The pulse..." Yang Wei meditated for a moment, eyes flashed a trace of hate!
Li Liang smiled coldly and said, "At that point, I believe he will leave by himself in a few days."
"All right, send him to the ghost of the Dragon Boat, as usual."
Yang Wei light hum 1, in the heart hate sound way: Duanmu old ghost, have a kind of you put that sword classics hide for a lifetime! Every year, I will send you a disciple with extremely poor qualifications, and then I will send someone to force him to voluntarily sever his relationship with you! I don't believe it. You're willing to let that swordsmanship die for good?
Ling Feng heart slightly surprised, the two high strong to discuss for a while, also do not know what to say.
In short, Ling Feng only feel that this absolutely no good thing!
"Uh-huh! Li Liang coughed a little, stepped forward and said faintly, "Your name is Ling Feng, right? Later you will worship duanmu old...... Duanmu teacher, good life cultivation!"
"Duanmu Master?" Ling Feng leng leng, he was actually assigned to these peak masters of a generation? Aren't they mediocre?
But, in spite of his doubts, he bowed and said, "Yes!"
"Well. Zongyuan, take him to the small bamboo Peak." Li Liang chao next to a disciple ordered.
"Be!" A young man of about twenty bowed down to Li Liang and immediately looked at Ling Feng with a sympathetic eye and said, "Come with me!"
Ling Feng was zong Yuan this look in the eyes, the heart is more confused.
This little bamboo peak is not a good place to go!
...
Soon, the boy named Zong Yuan led Ling Feng to a bamboo forest.
Within the bamboo forest, there are only a few bamboo houses, which form a small courtyard. Although it is very simple compared with those grand and magnificent buildings along the road, it also has a unique feeling of leisure.
Well, this is a place for spiritual refreshment.
"Who is this senior, that Duanmu?" Ling Feng finally could not help asking.
All the way, Zong Yuan did not take the initiative to say half a word, and has been keeping some distance from Ling Feng, as if afraid of being entangled with Ling Feng.
'I don't know! Zong Yuan went outside the bamboo hut and said, "Duanmu teacher, uncle Zu, this is the disciple assigned to you this year! I have brought it for you! '
Say that finish, that zong Yuan seems to take refuge, do not stay for a moment, fled also like to leave here.
Ling Feng frowned, the people who lived inside, really so terrible?


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