In the past ten years, all kinds of unbearable scenes encountered by Quan Yingmen are also vivid, and they have appeared in front of his eyes one after another.

What a traumatic experience!

Feng Xiaotian stabilized his mind and pulled his thoughts back to reality, with a hint of stubbornness and unwillingness in his expression.

Although Quanyingmen has been at the bottom of the outer gate for a long time, Feng Xiaotian has always been motivated, so he is naturally unwilling to be at the bottom of the outer gate. It is because of his supervision and teaching of his disciples that he is very strict. Now, the identification of the personality of this new disciple is a part of his special attention.

He didn't expect that a disciple with outstanding destiny talent would appear to help improve the strength and status of the sect. You can also have a chance to wash away the tragic history that you have suffered in the sect for more than ten years.

Feng Xiaotian still vaguely remembered that at the beginning, the Qiuluo Fengmen, which was ranked first in the Donglan Sword Sect, produced a disciple with a nine-star life grid and amazing sword intent, and when the sword intent was at its peak, it was enough to stretch ten zhang away, and it was unstoppable.

And after the current "Ten Summit Martial Arts", this disciple was directly included in the inner gate "Lan Pavilion", and in less than fifteen years, he successfully reached the stage of major repair, and the ranking of the Autumn Falling Fengmen jumped to the first place in the outer gate in one fell swoop.

There is also an outer gate called Sui Longmen, which is also because of a disciple of the eight-star fire system, who performed well after being included in the inner gate, thus improving the ranking of the sect, rising by as many as two places.

And the more anxious Quan Ying's subordinates are, the more unfortunate they are, over the years, not only have there been no new disciples with extraordinary talents, but this year's record is even more dismal, and so far there are only seven beginner disciples.

Among them, there is also an orphan who grew up in the door since childhood, Cinnabar, a small boy who usually works as a handyman, has just turned thirteen, and under the advice of Huang Geng's teaching, he was pulled over and forcibly filled.

The sect is weak, and it is like this!

Feng Xiaotian's expectation of the appraisal results of the new disciples under his disciples was even more eager.

Especially when the disciples under the Lingyun Sect were read out one by one, he became more and more anxious and resentful.

And this feeling of uneasiness lasted until the results of another disciple under the Lingyun Sect came out, and it directly hit his confidence to the bottom.

"Disciple Mo Fei is shocked, the fire is life, and the degree of purity: eight-star color. ”

Hearing the deacon's elder's reading, the crowd immediately let out an exclamation, and their eyes fell on the arrogant young disciple.

The eight-star color is the best product, and the fire life grid is also like a tiger's wings, and the talent of this young man is simply astonishing.

Even Wei Beihui's rarely moved face showed a look of surprise, and he couldn't help but look at Mo Fei a few more times.

"Congratulations to Master Cheng!

He is proficient in the world, so he naturally chose to congratulate Cheng Tong with a smile as soon as possible.

Cheng Tong and his disciples really couldn't hold back their ecstasy, and the smiles on their faces bloomed. When they glanced at the people of Quanyingmen opposite, their expressions were very smug and rampant, and it was difficult to suppress them.

The eight-star color of the fire system is also a rare talent in the previous appraisal results, and Lingyunmen has such good luck this year, which is really beyond their own expectations.

Feng Xiaotian closed his eyes and let out a long breath, the scene he didn't want to see finally appeared.

Cui Sheng and Huang Geng of Quan Yingmen looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly, obviously feeling an unusual loss at the same time.

Like Feng Xiaotian, they suddenly felt a little unacceptable in their hearts when they saw this Lingyun Gate have such an outstanding destiny.

Heaven is unfair!

The strong are stronger, and the weak are weaker! This is the law of survival of the fittest in the world.

Among all the people present, almost all of them were shocked by the talent possessed by this disciple named Mo Feijing, but there were only two of them without any expression or reaction.

Both of them belonged to Quan Ying's sect, and they were in the same team of seven new disciples.

One of them is naturally cinnabar at the end of the line.

His temperament was abrupt, and his mind was only thinking about the possibility of his own life, and he didn't care about the focus of everyone at this time.

In addition, after half a year, the number of new disciples in Lingyunmen who participated in the appraisal of the proposition was too much, and the frequent shouting and shouting of names and the repetition of the procedure made his emotions tend to be numb, and he was almost about to fall asleep.

Those cheers and exclamations aimed at Mo Fei were like noisy noises to him.

And the other person who didn't react at all in the face of such a situation was also among the seven new disciples!

It was an expressionless black-clothed young man, similar in age to cinnabar, but very different in appearance and temperament, this young man was born with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, cold and spirited, and his body was like a javelin standing, immovable.

In fact, since he entered this martial arts arena, he has not changed his movements and expressions.

"The disciples of Lingyun Sect have been identified, and the ones listed below are the disciples of Quanying Sect. ”

The deacon elders finally ended the appraisal of the disciples of the Lingyun Sect in the midst of an uproar.

Fortunately, after the eight-star Mo Feijing, there were no more perverted talented disciples in Lingyunmen, otherwise it would be even more difficult for Quan Yingmen to accept emotionally.

At that moment, everyone's eyes finally turned back to the team of seven teenagers under Quan Ying's door, and at the same time, there were some snickers and whispers, which began to appear:

"It's coming, it's finally their turn, the new disciples of the seven Quanying Sect. ”

"Hmph, it's just seven waste firewood, it's not worth looking forward to at all!"

"Having said that, why don't we bet that the fate of these poor guys will not exceed five stars!"

The sound of these broken thoughts and ridicule continued one after another, until the deacon elders glanced at them, and they were a little restrained.

Feng Xiaotian raised his head slightly, looking at the thin team of seven teenagers.

At this time, he became a little nervous, although his expectations for them were extremely high, but he really didn't have any confidence in his heart. After all, there are only seven people, which is still too rare.

With only seven new disciples and two hundred and thirty-six disciples in the Venerable Master's family, it would be difficult to discern a high-level destiny! Not to mention surpassing the other party, even if he could have a disciple with a six-star level, he would already be considered to have regained his face.

Thinking of the ridicule and contempt of the inner and outer doors on weekdays, Feng Xiaotian couldn't help but secretly clench his fists, at this moment, he could only be full of hope, looking forward to this year's seven new disciples will bring a little surprise to him.

His wife, Yuyun, who was on the side, gently grasped his palm in her hand and held it gently, as if she intended to comfort him.

And Cheng Tong and Lingyunmen and the others also recovered from their ecstasy at this moment, and began to look at the venue with contempt, looking like they were watching a good show.

They naturally didn't believe that there would be any amazing miracles on these seven teenagers, and what they were looking forward to even more was that Feng Xiaotian showed a more disappointed expression after hearing the unsatisfactory appraisal results.

If Quan Yingmen is a complete joke for them, they naturally come here to see the joke.

At this time, although the seven new disciples of Quanying's sect had different expressions, their eyes were still extremely hot when they looked at the appraisal of the life monument at this time.

Especially the cinnabar at the end, he consciously shook off the black dense hair, and his expression swept away the previous tiredness and laziness, and he looked particularly excited.

"First place, Xu Le. ”

The deacon's elder voice was still emotionless, and it seemed that after going through the cumbersome appraisal procedures of Lingyun Gate, his spirit had also become a little numb.

Among the seven teenagers, the teenager who was in first place stood up, took a few quick steps, and pressed his palm into the life monument very carefully.

At the same time, a blue light suddenly lit up, and slowly traveled upstream, finally stopping at the second scale.

"Disciple Xu Le, water system life, purity: two-star color. ”

After hearing the results, Feng Xiaotian's face was slightly disappointed, and the two teachers on the side, Cui Sheng and Huang Geng, were forced to calm down, but among the elders of the Lingyun Sect, someone directly let out a sneer.

"Disciple Chen Changsheng, gold system life, purity: three-star color. ”

"Disciple Ning Que, earth system life, purity: two-star color. ”

(Well, the above three names, my interpretation is: pure laziness to want the name to be ridiculous, of course, I don't hahan!)

With the release of the appraisal results one by one, the faces of everyone in Quan Yingmen gradually began to darken.

They already have a faint sense of foreboding, and today's appraisal results, I am afraid that there is a great possibility that they will end dismal.

"Next, White Cedar. ”

The fourth disciple answered and stood up directly from the queue!

Cinnabar glanced at it, and his eyes lit up!

This person was none other than the fair-skinned and oily young man who had complained with him when Elder Wei Beihui was speaking earlier.

This young man has a slender body, his facial features are also quite handsome, and the clothes and ornaments on his body are of high quality, compared to the other six disciples, he looks gorgeous and abnormally dressed, and he is obviously a rich child from a wealthy family.

It's just that although he is not very old, his eyes are like thieves, and his face is smooth and frivolous, even compared with the obscene demeanor taught by Huang Geng, he is not far behind.

The slick young man walked a few steps quickly, his expression was quite indifferent, and he pressed directly into the life monument with a hippie smile.

"Whew!"

The Monument shook slightly, making a strange sound.

A moment later, in the recess of the front, a milky white light appeared.

Once this color appeared, it climbed extremely fast, and in less than a moment, it had climbed seven scales in a row, and it seemed that it did not want to stop.

As the milky white color became more abundant, it finally slowly settled on the eight-bar scale.

The elder deacon was dumbfounded, his face was not surprised at this moment, but very embarrassed, and he stammered:

"Disciple Baishan, salty... Salty... Salty pig (1) life, purity, eight... Eight stars!"

The last few words of his face were already very difficult to pronounce, and his face was panicked and slightly embarrassed, making his eyes peek at Feng Xiaotian's face.

(1) Salty pig: taken from Cantonese Cantonese, it refers to perverts. General salty and wet, salty pig knuckles, take the meaning of lust.