Deacon Bai Xi led Fang Yi to the depths of the dojo.

Yonghua Dojo occupies a mountain range. Although the area of activity of the disciples of the dojo cannot be spread over an entire mountain range, it is also very large.

In the dojo, the mountain peaks are stacked, the ravines are intertwined, and the lush trees are dotted among them, like an exquisite picture that unfolds.

"It's really good for a martial artist to practice in such a place. Fang Yi, who was following behind Deacon Baixi, looked at the beautiful scenery in the distance and said secretly in his heart.

"Deacon Kashiwa is good. A young warrior approached him, and he bowed to Deacon Bai Xi and greeted him loudly.

Deacon Bai Xi immediately nodded to him, smiled and waved his hand, and said, "No need to be polite, let's practice hard, and strive to pass the infield test and become an official disciple of the dojo." ”

"Thank you, Deacon Bai, I will work hard. The young warrior replied, but his eyes were looking at Fang Yi who was following behind Bai Xi.

"His name is Fang Yi, a martial artist who has just come to the dojo with a selection order. Deacon Bai Xi also glanced at Fang Yi and said.

When the young warrior heard this, the other party nodded without being salty, and then said to Deacon Baixi: "Deacon Bai, that disciple will go first." ”

Fang Yi couldn't help frowning.

He sensed that the deacon seemed to have an opinion about himself. When he entered the mountain gate of the dojo and first saw Deacon Bai Xi, Deacon Bai Xi looked cold and treated him quite coldly.

At that time, Fang Yi thought that Deacon Bai Xi was this kind of character.

But just now, when Deacon Bai Xi was speaking to the outfield disciple, his attitude was obviously quite enthusiastic, and his smile was kind. And when introducing Fang Yishi's tone, he immediately changed his expression, revealing a bit of weirdness and indifference.

"Inexplicable. Fang Yi was really confused.

It was obviously unlikely that he had offended this Bai Xi deacon, and Fang Yi of this world was even less likely to have any grievances with the dojo deacon.

In fact, Deacon Bai Xi really didn't like Fang Yi. But this dislike is not aimed at Fang Yi alone, but at all the martial artists who use the dojo selection order to become outfield disciples.

Deacon Bai Xi has always opposed the existence of the selection order. He felt that if a martial artist wanted to enter the Yonghua Dojo, he had to fight step by step with his strength and ability. The warriors who are selected through a battle competition are more secure. Because if you are not strong enough, it is impossible to beat the opponent again and again and finally pass the outfield assessment.

With the selection order, it is difficult to say.

The dojo selection order was given by Daoist Wu Gang himself, and Deacon Bai Xi naturally did not dare to question Daoist Wu Gang's favoritism, but even if it was a Daoist Master, it was inevitable that there would be times when he lost his eyes. Furthermore, when the Dao Lord gave the selection order, he paid more attention to talent than the martial artist's current personal strength.

Theoretically, even if there are only martial artists in the middle stage of Gathering Gods for the time being, as long as their talent is high enough, they may also get the dojo selection order given by Wu Gang Dao Master.

If a mid-stage martial artist of Gathering Gods does not use a selection order, but fights with his own strength, he has absolutely no hope of being selected into the Yonghua Dojo.

In fact, the original intention of the dojo selection order was to check and fill in the gaps. There are some very young martial arts geniuses, let's say they are only thirteen or fourteen years old, at their age, no matter how talented they are, it is unlikely that they will reach the Gathering Star Realm. Without the strength of the Gathering Star Realm, how can you pass the actual combat assessment?

Deacon Bai Xi has always disagreed with this method, and he feels that there is great uncertainty about the martial artists who enter the dojo with the selection order.

The two walked on the mountain road, and there was no extra language exchange.

Because he didn't like a warrior like Fang Yi, Deacon Bai Xi didn't even say a word that was unnecessary.

What he said to the other party was basically, 'This is the dojo dining hall,' "This area is the residence of the disciples in the outer field," "There is a martial arts pavilion on this mountain peak," and "The bottom of the valley below is a martial arts arena."

Deacon Baixi's task today is to introduce a few warriors to familiarize themselves with the basic facilities and environment of the ashram.

He took Fang Ye to register his personal information, received his identity card, arranged a place to live, and left without looking back.

Fang Yi looked at the quaint house in front of him, and then looked at the identity tag engraved with the word 'Fang Yi' in his hand.

He shook his head.

"It seems that entering this Yonghua Dojo to practice is quite free. Fang Yi chuckled and whispered.

Because the Dao scene is huge, even if it is only an outfield disciple, the area where they live is very large. Now the house where Fang Yi lives is surrounded by only some towering trees and messy rocks.

"If you come, you will be safe. ”

"A few days ago, let's familiarize myself with the environment inside the dojo. Fang also stepped into the house he had been assigned.

The room is not very big, but simple and clean, and Fang is quite satisfied.

After staying in the residence for a while, Fang Yi got up and walked out. Today was the first time he had come to Yonghua Dojo, the holy place of cultivation in Yonghua County, so how could he not go around first? At the very least, he also had to know a few martial artists in the field.

In the Yonghua Dojo, there is a valley called Fufeng Valley.

The total length of this Floating Wind Valley is only 3,000 meters. In the valley, the terrain is extremely strange, and there is a river that runs through the valley, and the name of this river is Bishui River.

Once selected by the dojo and becoming a disciple of the outfield, Floating Wind Valley is a place where you can't come in. Not only the outfield disciples, but even the high-ranking infield disciples will enter the Floating Wind Valley from time to time.

Because, Floating Wind Valley is an extremely special place, and it has a close relationship with every dojo disciple.

At this time, in the middle of the Floating Wind Valley, by the rolling and flowing clear water river, dozens of dojo disciples were here, immersed in a martial art engraved on the stone tablet. This martial art is not a common attack martial art, but a special body martial art.

Black stone monuments stand on a wide platform, a total of seven, lined up along the Bishui River. The contents of the seven stone tablets are different, and they are engraved with the seven levels of this body martial art.

"Elder Gao, the disciple is going to challenge the third-level floating wind pile now. A voice suddenly sounded on the platform.

The white-bearded old man sitting on the stone pier in front of a house heard the voice, opened his eyes, and looked at the warrior named Ji Yixian. He is Elder Gao Zuoyue of the Yonghua Dojo.

Elder Gao Zuoyue, who has been stationed in the Floating Wind Valley all the year round, guards the seven stone tablets, and is also responsible for the challenge of the dojo disciples to the Bishui River Floating Wind Pile.

The dozens of young martial artists on the platform all stared at Ji Yixian at this time.

"Senior Brother Ji Yixian, are you going to challenge the third-level floating wind pile?"

"Senior Brother Ji Yixian, it's really amazing. He had only been in the dojo for two years, and he was about to challenge the Level 3 Wind Floating Piles. The gap between me and him is so huge. ”

"I've been in the dojo for two years, and I barely passed the first-level floating wind pile half a month ago!"