When Mu Fan was puzzled, a Sword Sect staff member came over and said, "Congratulations, you have obtained the qualification of the Inner Gate of the Sword Sect." ”

"Am I not out?"

"Those who found Sinan and arrived smoothly were less than 400 people, and there were more than 100 people who were available, and they needed to be selected from those who performed well. The staff explained.

Mu Fan nodded and said, "This mood will fly to the sky for a while, and fall to the ground for a while, it's really ......."

The staff smiled and said, "Come with me, there are many high-level Sword Sect leaders in the martial arts arena, and those are all incredible characters." ”

Mu Fan said: "Well, I have long wanted to meet those heroes. ”

He said in his heart: "I don't know who the person arranged by my grandfather is, but today we can finally get to know each other." ”

He followed the staff into the teleportation array, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at a strange place.

This is a place similar to a gladiatorial arena, with a circular arena in the center, which used to be a place for Sword Sect disciples to compete, and now there is a large group of young people standing waiting to be selected.

There was a group of people sitting on the high platform, estimated to be hundreds. These people are the core strength of the Sword Sect, and on the largest and heaviest seat, there is an old man with white eyebrows, white hair, and a white beard.

Although the old man's eyes were half-narrowed, as if he was asleep, no one around dared to despise the old man. He asked, "Are you all together?"

On the left side of the old man's seat, a middle-aged uncle said, "Except for those who are on a mission, only the Seventh Elder has not come. ”

The old man smiled: "He's still that stinky temper, don't forget it, let's start." ”

The staff brought Mu Fan to the field, Mu Fan looked around the crowd, and finally saw a few familiar figures, Chang Geng, Brother Hu, Qinglan and ...... San'er.

They got together and were also looking for Mu Fan's figure. Sang'er's face was full of worry, she was afraid that Mu Fan would lose in luck. When she looked back, she found Mu Fan who was watching her. The worry on her face changed to joy, and a few tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

Mu Fan ran over and hugged Sang'er. He couldn't help laughing, and after so much effort, everyone finally walked into the martial arts arena.

The old man sat on the seat, his eyes swept to Mu Fan, who was laughing. Seeming to be infected by Mu Fan's emotions, he also smiled slightly.

At the end of the selection, everyone was looking forward to it. In the martial arts arena, there will be a big carving. The core personnel of the Sword Sect will compete for disciples who are in line with their hearts.

Around the old man, many people carefully glanced at these young people in the field. Many people have their eyes on Mu Fan, although his performance in the previous level is ordinary, but the last and most important level has become his performance stage.

All the old people had a plan in their hearts, and then there was a heated discussion. These masters of the cultivation world, at this moment, are fighting for the disciples who are satisfied with their hearts.

Mu Fan was present, not at all worried about who his future master was, because the person arranged by his grandfather would definitely accept him.

He lifted Sang'er's somewhat messy hair, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said, "Were you particularly worried about me just now, afraid that I didn't get the qualification for the inner door?" ”

Sang Er said: "Of course I'm afraid, we all came in, and we couldn't find you after looking for it." ”

Mu Fan said: "I originally thought that I wouldn't be able to enter, but I accidentally obtained the qualification. ”

Sang Er looked at the high-level Sword Sect leaders who were arguing on the field and said, "I don't know who my future master will be, but I hope he is an amiable person." ”

The quarrel on the field became more and more intense, and suddenly the door of the martial arts arena was pushed open. A man in black paced into the arena, and he said casually, "Hello everyone, I'm here to accept disciples." ”

The field was quiet, Mu Fan cast his eyes over and saw a man in black. The man is middle-aged, with a pair of distinctive eyebrows, and there seems to be a sword between his sword eyebrows, which can be pulled out at any time to kill.

The middle-aged man on the left side of the sect master's seat stood up suddenly, patted the armrest of the seat and said, "You can't be presumptuous here, if you are still so ignorant, beware that I will let you climb out." ”

The man with sharp eyebrows was none other than Ye Feng, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm the Seventh Elder of the Sword Sect, can't I accept apprentices?"

The middle-aged man said angrily: "I haven't seen you accept half an apprentice for more than ten years, why have you become so enthusiastic now." ”

Ye Feng said with a smile: "Grandpa, I was on a whim, since Xiao Huo left, I am quite lonely. ”

The old man stroked his beard and said, "Xiaofeng, how can you talk to your senior brother, you don't need honorifics, how dare you call yourself grandpa." ”

Ye Feng waved at the old man, got up and said, "Master taught me a lesson, but I don't have any problem accepting apprentices!"

The old man said, "The Sword Sect has a rule, as an elder, of course you can accept disciples. ”

Ye Feng turned around and said, "Most of you are Ye's predecessors, and you have accepted a lot of apprentices over the years. Now I want to have a good time, so I ...... I don't think you're going to fight with me. ”

As he spoke, he pointed his finger at Hu Junge, and then said: "This kid is a good seedling, the upper limit of apprenticeship seems to be four, and I still have three places." ”

He pointed to Hu Junge and drew a circle, and said, "I want all the boys around you." ”

Mu Fan smiled secretly in his heart, because he was standing next to Hu Junge. This person suddenly appeared, and he opened his mouth to accept apprentices, and the apprentices he received also included him. He immediately understood that Ye Feng was the person arranged by the Mu family.

The old man smiled: "You, you, your eyes are still so vicious, and you have picked a few good seedlings at once." ”

"Hey, it's better to be taught by Master. Ye Feng walked towards Mu Fan and the others, "The three of you are my apprentices." ”

Song Changgeng's face was swollen and red, and he almost jumped up excitedly. He never thought that he would become an inner disciple of the Sword Sect, and he still worshiped under the elders.

The old man sat down and a few middle-aged people wanted to stop Ye Feng, the old man waved his hand and said, "If he wants to accept apprentices, let him accept apprentices, you don't know what kind of romantic character Xiao Huo has become now." ”

Seeing that the old man had spoken, the other elders all shut up. The old man waved his hand and motioned for Ye Feng to retreat with his disciple.

Ye Feng had already achieved his goal, and left with Mu Fan and the others.

He took a few young people out of the martial arts arena, pinched his right hand into a sword finger, and tapped his eyebrows. A sharp sword aura emanated from between his eyebrows, and then condensed into a sharp sword.

It turns out that he really has a sword in the center of his eyebrows!

All parts of this sword are decent, only the blade and the tip of the sword still emit bursts of cold air under the scorching sun.

Ye Feng said: "Old friend, I haven't let you out to see the sunshine for a while. ”

The sword spun around him several times, as if to express its joy.

Ye Feng flicked the sword blade, causing a burst of sword sounds. The sword roared over, and the sword grew enormous.

He jumped onto his sword and said, "Three apprentices, go back with me." ”

Mu Fan and the others had just jumped onto the sword, and the sword had already flown into the air.

The selection of the Sword Sect has ended, and the Condensing Sky Array has also closed. Ye Feng's sword flew through the mountains, piercing through the white clouds and cutting through the sky.

Mu Fan originally wanted to enjoy the scenery of the Sword Sect, but later found that he had thought too much. The speed of the flying sword was too fast, and I saw the surrounding scenery turn into afterimages, and I couldn't see anything vaguely.

Mu Fan sat on the sword, he had a lot of things to ask Ye Feng. He has lost contact with the Mu family for more than two months, and he wants to know the current situation of his grandfather.

It didn't take long for the flying sword to stop. Mu Fan stretched out his head and looked down, and below was a vibrant mountain. There is a pavilion at the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the pavilion seems to float directly in the air, which is really like a pavilion in the air.

Ye Feng put away his sword and led everyone to the peak. Not far away is the pavilion in the sky, now that the distance is close, Mu Fan found that this pavilion is terrifyingly big, and there is a plaque hanging on the pavilion, and the word "Yihua" is written on the plaque.

Mu Fan didn't understand the meaning of the name, and he couldn't tell whether the name was good or bad. He wondered if the name might be in honor of someone or something.

Before he reached the gate, a sturdy man came out of it. The man said to Ye Feng, "The residence is ready, they can move in at any time." ”

Ye Feng nodded, turned his head and said to Mu Fan and the others, "You guys go in with Han Min, he has already arranged everything." ”

After he finished speaking, he stepped out and disappeared in front of everyone.

Mu Fan and the others saluted to Han Min, who was two meters away from the three of them, but with a slight raise of his hand, Mu Fan and the others had just bent down and straightened up again.

When the three of them saw the strength of Han Min's hand, they knew that the strong man dressed as a servant in front of them had unfathomable strength.

Mu Fan and the others followed Han Min into their respective rooms, and after dealing with the miscellaneous matters, they were summoned by Han Min again.

Mu Fan asked the names of the other two people's rooms, and learned that Hu Junge's room was called "Ren Xia", and Song Changgeng's room was called "Guanyun". Hearing the name of their room so good, he couldn't help but feel a little unbalanced in his heart.

After all, he was going to stay in the Sword Sect for a long time, until he was fully fledged. Judging by his current strength, I don't know how long it will take to become a real master.

He was very dissatisfied with the name of his room, what was wrong, and he actually named it "Centering Ape". If people's hearts are fixed, won't they be flexible enough?

Han Min took the three of them to the second floor, where Ye Feng lived and moved.

Mu Fan asked curiously, "How many floors are there here?"

Han Min stretched out three fingers and said, "I'll make it clear to you here first, you can slip around and walk around casually on the first floor." The second layer must get the consent of Lord Ye, and the third layer you don't even think about it. ”

Mu Fan said "yes", after all, this is someone else's territory. Follow the customs of the locals, and other people's rules still have to be followed.

The second floor is simpler and a lot of things are very old.

Mu Fan and the others were taken to a living room, where there was a soft couch, and there was a mahogany table next to the soft couch, and a purple sand teapot was placed on the table.

Mu Fan observed the purple sand teapot from a distance and found that it was bright in color, which was somewhat similar to the old pot at home.

Grandpa once said that the teapot at home has been raised for fifty years. Although the teapot in front of me has a bit of brilliance, the charm is still a little worse, and it is estimated that it will take decades.

Mu Fan had been observing these furnishings along the way, and it could be deduced that Ye Feng was extremely nostalgic. This kind of person is often affectionate, otherwise he would not have used a teapot for decades.

"Boy, what are you looking around all the way, what clues can you see?" Ye Feng walked in from outside the living room and said with great interest.