"We are disciples of Shenmen!"

The three of them were horrified.

"I don't want to hear your nonsense."

"Tell me, what's your name?"

Qin Feiyang spoke, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Wang Xiaochuan, Pang Zinan, Fu Wenbing."

The three people spoke hurriedly.

"What level of disciples are you in Shenmen?"

Qin Feiyang asked.

Wang Xiaochuan said: "Inner disciple."

"Inner disciple?"

Qin Feiyang was stunned.

"kindness."

"Our Divine Sect has four levels of disciples, one is the outer sect, the second is the inner sect, the third is the Hall of Fame disciples, and the fourth is the Tianban disciples."

"Inner sect disciples need at least the cultivation level of Nirvana."

Fu Wenbing also said quickly.

"Is it still so complicated?"

Qin Feiyang was stunned.

Outer gate, inner gate, hall of fame, heavenly list...

This is definitely the highest status among Tianbang disciples.

But the inner door is also fine.

Because they entered the Divine Gate just to hide their identity, and any hall of fame or heavenly ranking has nothing to do with them.

"Then do you have any friends or relatives around you?"

Qin Feiyang asked.

"Of course."

The three nodded.

This question is very strange.

Who in the world has no friends? Who has no relatives?

Long Chen sent a message and said: "It's too troublesome to ask one by one like this. Let's wait until we enter the divine gate and understand it slowly!"

"Too."

Qin Feiyang nodded, looked at the three of them and asked, "What's the name of the old man at the entrance to the Far East?"

"Qi Jiu's name, we usually call him Qi Lao."

Wang Xiaochuan said.
Chapter completed!