In the evening.

Ling Xiao’s first trial finally came to an end.

Everyone discussed and dispersed one after another.

In previous Lingxiao preliminary examinations, the first place always received great attention and discussion.

But this time, a disciple ranked sixth took the spotlight.

All the disciples were puzzled.

The great martial arts masters in each branch were also puzzled.

How could a disciple who ranked sixth on the overall list and only had a mid-term martial arts cultivation level defeat the others and become a direct disciple?

Even if they become inner disciples, they cannot accept it, let alone become direct disciples.

And those inner disciples who came to watch the competition were even more confused and unwilling.

They have worked hard for so many years to obtain the status of inner disciples. If they want to become direct disciples, they still need various tests. How come an outer disciple who has just entered the school suddenly obtains something that they may not be able to earn in their entire life?

Personal disciple status?

Everyone's doubts, doubts, anger, etc. instantly pushed Luo Qingzhou to the forefront.

When Sun Jiang was about to take him away, a disciple hurriedly came over and whispered: "Uncle Sun, the sect leader has asked you to take Junior Brother Chu to the main hall."

Upon hearing this, Sun Jiang nodded and hurriedly left with Luo Qingzhou.

In the stands, everyone got up and left one after another.

Luo Changtian still stood there, looking at that figure with the same puzzled expression on his face.

Luo Qingzhou followed Sun Jiang and the disciple. He had just walked a certain distance when he suddenly saw a familiar figure standing on the roadside not far away, looking at him blankly.

Luo Qingzhou pointed in front, indicating that he was busy now.

Nangong Meijiao stood there, motionless, and did not come over to talk to him. The look in his eyes seemed a little strange.

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, then caught up with Sun Jiang and whispered: "Master, I'm going to say a few words to my friend, and I'll be right over."

After saying that, he immediately ran to the roadside.

Sun Jiang stopped where he was, looked at the figure not far away, and was stunned for a moment.

Luo Qingzhou came closer and whispered: "Princess, I have something to do now. I have to go to the main hall. When I get back, I will explain to you. I didn't mean to lie to you."

Nangong Meijiao glanced at him expressionlessly, said nothing, turned around, and left quickly, her back cold and lonely.

Luo Qingzhou froze on the spot, hesitated for a moment, did not chase her, turned around and returned, deciding to coax her when he came back.

The most important thing for him now is to obtain the status of an inner disciple.

This is his amulet and the amulet of the entire Qin family.

With this identity, he can have more time to prepare, have more resources to practice, have the opportunity to avenge his mother, and protect himself and the Qin family.

When Sun Jiang saw him coming back, although he was confused, he didn't ask any more questions.

Under the leadership of that disciple, the two quickly walked across the stone bridge and arrived at the main hall of the main peak.

Five peak masters in the main hall have already gathered here.

At the same time, on the top chair, Fairy Zixia in a red dress was also sitting there.

After Luo Qingzhou entered, the first thing he looked at was the woman in green—Linghu Qingzhu, whom he had just called "Master" last night.

Linghu Qingzhu was also looking at him with a cold expression. Seeing him, the light in his eyes flickered, as if he was signaling something.

Sun Jiang bowed his head and saluted.

Mo Jiufeng from Beiwang Peak waved his hand and said, "Master Nephew Sun, please go down first and we'll talk to this disciple of yours."

Sun Jiang immediately retreated respectfully.

Luo Qingzhou stood in the main hall and saw the eyes of the five old men looking at him eagerly, and he inevitably felt a little nervous.

Mo Jiufeng walked up to him, suddenly raised his fist and hit him in the chest with a "boom"!

He strikes without warning, his movements are as fast as lightning, and his punches are extremely ferocious!

Luo Qingzhou's heart trembled, and before he could react, he immediately raised his fist and faced him with a "boom"!

"Whoosh!"

A thick thunderbolt lit up!

A bang!

Luo Qingzhou's body was shaken, and he took a few steps back. He kicked his right foot on the door rail and stopped.

Sun Jiang, who was standing respectfully in the corridor, was startled when he heard the noise and quickly walked to the door to check.

Luo Qingzhou's arms were numb, his fists were burning, and he looked at the tall and thin old man in front of him in horror.

Mo Jiufeng put away his fist and suddenly burst into laughter. He said with a proud face: "I know that this kid must be hiding his strength in the ring. Did you see that this kid not only caught the punch just now, but also

You're still standing firm. Even a late-stage martial arts disciple wouldn't be so relaxed, right?"

Another big-faced old man said with astonishment on his face: "Good boy, I really underestimate you! But you are obviously only a middle-stage martial artist. How come your strength and speed are stronger than those of a late-stage martial artist?"

A short old man walked out next to him, twirling his beard and saying: "Yes, you are indeed the disciple I have chosen. Chu Feiyang, I am Shi Tian, ​​the master of Chaoyang Peak. Like you, both major in boxing. Are you willing?"

Go to Chaoyang Peak and become my disciple? I can guarantee that you can use all the cultivation resources of Chaoyang Peak in the future, and I will personally teach you the techniques."

"Old man! Stop being so arrogant! You Chaoyang Peak just accepted an inner disciple, and you actually want to accept another direct disciple. Do you think we don't exist?"

At this time, another old man with disheveled hair walked out, glared at him, and then looked at the young man in front of him with a smile on his face and said: "Dear disciple, follow me, I am the master of Qingyun Peak, Xingshu, Wuhun

Dual Cultivation. If you like to practice martial arts, I will teach you how to practice martial arts. If you like to practice spiritual soul, I will teach you how to cultivate spiritual soul! Have you ever heard of a flying sword? Hehe, a sword that is not held by hands can kill the enemy thousands of miles away with a thought.

outside!"

After saying that, he moved his fingers and made a "whoosh" sound. A three-inch long flying sword suddenly appeared, spinning around him, and then flew into the sky above the hall. After spinning around for a few times, it flew out of the gate again, and then "

With a sound, it flew in from outside the gate.

Then he said triumphantly: "Did you see it? Isn't this flying sword cool? If you learn it, you will be able to catch girls when you go out to pick up girls. Rich girls, noble and beautiful women, and the little lady next door, you just need to show them in front of them

If you show this hand, they will definitely regard you as a god and kneel down directly to you to beg you..."

"Shut up, old snake skin!"

Mo Jiufeng suddenly interrupted him sharply and said angrily: "The sect master is here, if you dare to talk nonsense again, your tongue will be cut out!"

Youxingshu said "cough" and closed his mouth.

Mo Jiufeng snorted coldly, looked at the young man in front of him and said: "Not all people are suitable for cultivating the divine soul. If a warrior cultivates the divine soul, it is likely to delay his original martial arts future. Moreover, he has been cultivating the divine soul for most of his life.

He has only reached the middle stage of the God Refining Realm. What the hell, with a single movement of his divine thoughts, he can kill the enemy thousands of miles away. His flying sword can't even reach the stone bridge outside. When he encounters a powerful warrior, he will be knocked away with one punch.

Listen to his nonsense. Just practice martial arts and don’t be distracted."

Then he said with a smile on his face: "I am Mo Jiufeng at Beiwang Peak. He has all kinds of fist, kick and sword skills. Moreover, on Beiwang Peak, I also have Alchemy Peak and various cultivation resources. How much do you want?

How much will I give you? Feiyang, I have accepted five disciples in my life, and now I want to accept you as a closed disciple. You go to the peak, that is Lao Liu, Liu Liuliu, Niu Niu Niu, how lucky do you think it is? And, you

If you have any requirements, you can tell me, and as long as I can do it, I will definitely satisfy you."

Luo Qingzhou finally understood when he looked at the expectant old men.

This is robbing him of being his direct disciple!

The only peak leader in the field who didn't speak was looking at him coldly.

At this time, Fairy Zixia, who was sitting on the chair, said: "Qingzhu, everyone has sent out invitations and said the conditions they can give. How about you?"

Everyone's eyes turned to the woman in green with a cold expression.

Linghu Qingzhu paused, looked at the young man in the audience, and said calmly: "I can give him everything I have in Sword Peak, including my position as the Peak Master."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the other peak masters changed.

They all have their own outstanding disciples, so naturally they dare not say this. After all, this young man has just started, and no matter how talented and promising he is, he still needs to observe for a few years. How could he promise to let him take the position of peak master from the very beginning?

"Master Linghu Peak, is it child's play for you to be the Peak Master of our Lingxiao Sect? Just give it to me?"

Mo Jiutian's face suddenly darkened.

Several other old men also criticized him one after another.

It's really abominable to not play your cards according to the routine.

Linghu Qingzhu did not respond to them. He still looked at the young man in the audience and said, "Chu Feiyang, who do you choose?"

Luo Qingzhou saw the shadow of the sword flickering in her eyes, and when he was about to speak, Mo Jiutian suddenly stopped in front of him, blocking his gaze, and coldly snorted: "Master Linghu Peak, what do you mean? Use sword intent.

Don't you feel ashamed to scare a junior?"

Xingyoushu also sarcastically said: "Master Linghu Peak, you are not going to use your soul-stirring technique, are you? You are not the only one cultivating souls here! Your cultivation in the early stage of the God Refining Realm, you dare to challenge me

Playing tricks in front of him?"

A short old man named Shi Tian immediately stood on the other side of Luo Qingzhou, his robes billowing, and he said with murderous intent: "My dear disciple, don't be afraid, with your master here, no one can hurt you!"
To be continued...