Within the Qingyun Sect.

"Who is this person? He was actually brought back to the sect by Elder Zhang himself. ”

"Who knows, it may have a lot to do with Elder Zhang." When the disciples of Qingyun Sect saw that Xu Ming was brought into the sect by Zhang Chen, they couldn't help but be shocked and discussed. You must know that Zhang Chen is a strong man in the martial arts realm, and he can rank in the top five in Qingyun Sect, he is famous for his violent temper, known as the "Blood Rage Lion", and he doesn't give anyone face when his temper comes up, and he has always been a lone ranger.

Xu Ming's mind was still in confusion, so he was taken by Zhang Chen to the Foreign Affairs Hall of Qingyun Sect. In the Foreign Affairs Hall, a deacon of the outer gate was giving instructions to a tall girl in red. The girl in red, who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, had begun to take shape on her chest, and her seductive eyes seemed to be dripping with water.

"Arrange for him to be a miscellaneous disciple. Zhang Chen instructed the deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall, and the deacon said yes again and again, and Zhang Chen saw this and volleyed away. When the girl in red saw this scene, a strange color flashed in her eyes. Xu Ming had already sobered up at this time, he was extremely excited, knowing that the opportunity had come, and secretly swore in his heart that he would repay this kindness after he became successful in martial arts.

"What's your name?" asked the deacon.

"My name is Xu Ming. ”

"Xu Ming, you will be the miscellaneous disciple of my sect in the future, don't make trouble, this is your identity card, you can recognize the master with a drop of blood. As he spoke, he gave Xu Ming a cyan token engraved with cloud patterns, which looked very strange. "As a miscellaneous disciple, you must serve the sect, so you can go to the cooking room. ”

"Deacon Li, let me take this junior brother to the cooking room. The woman in red took the initiative to ask. Deacon Lee nodded.

"Thank you, senior sister. As soon as Xu Ming's words fell, the girl in red pulled him out.

"Giggles, my name is Huo Jiaojiao. Huo Jiaojiao saw Xu Ming's face slightly red, smiled proudly, and introduced.

"Senior Sister Huo, junior brother, I have just arrived, and I also asked senior sister to introduce me to the sect. Xu Ming lowered his head and escaped the seductive eyes, and hurriedly pulled out his hand from the softness and asked.

"Giggles, I was about to say that. In our Qingyun Sect, the disciples are divided into four levels: miscellaneous service, outer door, inner door, and personal transmission, as long as your strength is enough, you can be promoted, as for the rest, you will know in a while. Huo Jiaojiao smiled mysteriously.

"Senior brother, you were brought into the sect by Elder Zhang, so you must be able to be promoted soon. Huo Jiaojiao's eyes flashed with anticipation.

"I will definitely become a martial arts powerhouse. Xu Ming said firmly.

Seeing that she didn't get the answer she wanted, Huo Jiaojiao was silent and walked towards the cooking room with Xu Ming. After a while, Xu Ming arrived at a smoking courtyard, where the fragrance was overflowing. "Senior Brother Xu, this is the cooking room, if you have something, you can find me, or you can contact Elder Zhang. Huo Jiaojiao said in a coquettish voice.

"Thank you, Senior Sister. After Xu Ming finished speaking, he walked towards the courtyard. Seeing this, Huo Jiaojiao's beautiful little face flashed with haze, and the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually faded.

The water in the outer gate of the Qingyun Sect was surging because of Xu Ming, and the disciples of the outer gate speculated about his relationship with Zhang Chen, and what was even more exaggerated was that some disciples rumored that Huo Jiaojiao, who ranked twelfth in the outer gate, fell in love with Xu Ming, and also cited a series of evidence, saying that he had seen the appearance of the two of them as concubines, which caused an uproar.

"Bang. The table shattered in response, and in a small courtyard, a young man with a gloomy face listened to the report of an outer disciple, and slapped his palm on the table, only to see his lips squirming, and the word "Jiaojiao" was vaguely in his mouth. Xu Ming didn't know that he was already in trouble when he first started, but even if he knew, with his temperament, he would probably not care.

As soon as the storm rises at the mountain gate, the outer gate is not calm......