The more he went inside, the more Zhang Fan found that these sects were more and more superior, and no one cared about him at all, and of course, Zhang Fan couldn't look down on these second-class sects at all.

Continuing to walk inside, there are not many casual cultivators who come to take the exam at this time. There are less than ten sects left, but the remaining sects are all first-class sects. These sects are different from those second- and third-class sects in that they all have at least one old man in the Void Underworld Period.

Even those disciples who came with him were not lower than the peak stage of the Spirit, and if such a lineup was taken out at random, it was impossible to compare with the Xiaoyao Sect.

Seeing the strength of such a powerful sect, Zhang Fan was also faintly excited in his heart. If he joins these sects and has the protection of these sects, do you still need to be afraid of Wang Yue?

However, to Zhang Fan's disappointment, these first-class sects are obviously based on cultivation, and non-excellent talents are not accepted, even if the talent meets the requirements, you have to assess your mind and character, and the most important thing is that you have to achieve a certain level of cultivation.

So naturally, no one paid attention to Zhang Fan, because Zhang Fan's cultivation was too low, and he only had a spiritual void.

In the eyes of those first-class sects, such a cultivation is a mediocre talent at Zhang Fan's age.

Zhang Fan walked around, and was disappointed to find that there was really no first-class sect who took a fancy to him. Although his talent is extremely high, his cultivation is too low, and it will inevitably make people have some strange thoughts.

Zhang Fan was very helpless, and was wondering whether to find a second-class sect to join, when suddenly an old man appeared in front of him.

"This little friend, but you're here to choose a sect?"

The old man had a childish face, although he was not tall, his eyes were embarrassed, and he was dressed in a white robe, fluttering faintly in the absence of wind, just like a fairy.

"Junior, Zhang Fan, greets his seniors", Zhang Fan arched his hand at the old man, and then said: "Juniors really want to find a sect to take them in, but these sects are ......"

Zhang Fan frowned unconsciously, his expression a little gloomy.

"Well, what about Tingfeng Pavilion, I don't know if Xiaoyou is interested in joining?" Thinking of this, the old man smiled, and his words were extremely sincere, and he was even more sure of Zhang Fan's talent.

"Listen to the Wind Pavilion?" Zhang Fan was stunned, he didn't seem to see this sect when he walked all the way just now.

"Well, Tingfeng Pavilion is a sect between the first and second ranks, but our strength, although it is not as strong as the strongest first-class sect, is much better than the average first-class sect. ”

"Then why is it between a first-class sect and a second-class sect?" Zhang Fan didn't understand, strength determines everything, why is the strength of a first-class sect not a first-class sect.

"That's because I heard that the Feng Pavilion cultivation method is more in line with the Heavenly Dao, and there is no contention and no desire. Naturally, I don't care about these false names. Besides, I heard that the cultivation resources of the Wind Pavilion were completely sufficient, so there was no need to grab the resources for that first-class title. The more the old man looked at Zhang Fan, the more he liked it, and couldn't help explaining.

At this time, Zhang Fan was also hesitant, he didn't know what kind of sect Tingfeng Pavilion was, and he didn't know what the strength was, if it was really as the old man said.

Naturally, you can go, but if this Tingfeng Pavilion is an ordinary second-class sect, it is much stronger than the Loose Sect, and generally speaking, it is not a loss.

Moreover, compared to those other sects, this old man's attitude was also very satisfied with the importance he attached. Zhang Fan had made up his mind and looked up at the old man:

"The junior Zhang Fan is willing to join the Tingfeng Pavilion. ”

"Haha, okay, then you can go back with me. "The old man is happy that he can't close his mouth, a first-class sect with extraordinary talent like Zhang Fan is not included in the door because of his face, so he let himself pick up a leak, how can he not be happy.

"Senior, junior just entered Moon City today, and I want to stay in Moon City for a day. Would it be good to report again tomorrow?" Zhang Fan requested.

It's not that I don't want to go now, but before I go there, I want to see this Moon City, after all, it is the first time I have come to such a strange place, and it is still necessary to familiarize myself with the customs.

"Okay, that Fan Xiaoyou will go to Tingfeng Pavilion tomorrow to report, no need to test, and enter the inner door directly. If someone is difficult for you, show him this. Tomorrow, the old man is waiting for you in Tingfeng Pavilion. The old man readily agreed, and handed Zhang Fan a token and a Qiankun bag as he spoke.

There were a few pieces of clothing and some cultivation materials in the Qiankun bag.

"Senpai?"

"You take this first, these are all the necessities of the sect, you don't need to be polite to the old man. ”

"Then I'll be respectful and obedient, it's just the seniors, and the juniors don't know the names of the seniors. Zhang Fan didn't know why these old men didn't like to tell each other their names first, so they had to wait for others to ask.

"Zhang Fan Xiaoyou, if you come tomorrow, you will naturally know. The old man took the lead. After the old man finished speaking, he stepped into the air, and disappeared into the sky after a while.

Zhang Fan put away the Qiankun bag, and he was in a good mood, he didn't expect this biggest problem to be solved so easily. I was also going to take a stroll around the Moon City to gain some knowledge, but in fact, I also wanted to inquire about the strength of the Wind Pavilion from the side.

"That kid in front ......" A voice suddenly sounded behind Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan turned around and saw that it was a middle-aged man who was pointing his finger at himself. Zhang Fan looked left and right and found that there was only himself around.

"It's you, what are you looking at!" the middle-aged man said with a wave of his hand, and Zhang Fan was instantly brought to the middle-aged man's side.

"Senior, what's the matter with you?" Zhang Fan was slightly displeased, but the other party's cultivation was really unfathomable, and he couldn't afford to provoke him, so he had to talk.

"I see that your talent is not bad, how about coming to our Beishan Sect and being an outer disciple?"

Where is the middle-aged man's tone of discussion, it is completely a threatening tone.

"This senior, junior has already joined other sects. Zhang Fan replied respectfully. But I was thinking in my heart: Is this middle-aged man blind, can't he see that the old man gave him a bag of Qiankun? Could it be that this middle-aged man's sect has a grudge against Tingfeng Pavilion?

"What? Which gang have you joined? Hurry up, our Beishan Sect is a first-class sect, if it weren't for the fact that today is the last day to recruit disciples, and you want to enter our sect with your cultivation, you wouldn't have been able to find the threshold in your dreams!" said the middle-aged man with a grin.

"The juniors have really joined the Listening Wind Pavilion. Although Zhang Fan was angry in his heart, he didn't dare to be angry. The middle-aged man had just pulled himself down to his side, and he had no ability to resist.

In addition, the cultivation realm is proud of being strong, even if this middle-aged man abolish himself on the street, with his identity as a disciple who has not yet started, presumably the Tingfeng Pavilion will not make a big move.

"Listen to the Wind Pavilion, hahahaha, I thought it was a powerful sect, it turned out to be a second-class sect that didn't enter the stream! Hurry up and quit, our Beishan Sect can still accept you as an outer disciple regardless of previous suspicions. The middle-aged man looked like Lao Tzu was pulling Lao Tzu.

"The juniors are already disciples of Tingfeng Pavilion, so how can there be any reason to quit casually. Besides, the Beishan Sect and other major sects are not blessed with the qualifications of the juniors, or the second-class sect is more suitable for the juniors!" Zhang Fan's tone was a little stiff, these major sects were strong, and it was better to be careful if he didn't know the strength of the Tingfeng Pavilion.

"Hey, you kid, don't know what to do, our uncle saw that you still have a little talent, so he invited you to join, you quit what bullshit listening to the wind pavilion, otherwise you won't be able to eat and walk around." A young man in his twenties came up and pointed at Zhang Fan and scolded.

Zhang Fan's eyes gradually turned cold, although his cultivation was low, it was not something that anyone could insult at will! A cultivator was already going against the sky.

If you allow others to trample on your dignity at will, although it is important to save your life, if you live without dignity, it is better to fight!

"Thank you, I don't need you to look at it, get out!" Zhang Fan snorted coldly, looking at the young man in his twenties, and his words revealed a trace of coldness.

"Are you looking for death?" the young man in his twenties shouted loudly, jumping forward to make a move.

I saw that the young man pinched the trick with one hand, and a trace of mist quickly filled the air, and the mist turned into a white cloud in the blink of an eye, and then the cloud quickly expanded around it, stretching out for two or three miles.

At the same time, countless stones flew up on the ground, and the momentum was really overwhelming, and the dark clouds covered the sun.

"Boy, I'm giving you a chance now, if you don't retreat, don't blame me for not having long eyes!" the young man shouted from mid-air.

In the distant sky, two old men sat on the clouds.

"Brother Ding really doesn't care?" asked an old man with a slightly red face, worriedly.

"Don't worry, let's see. The old man surnamed Ding responded with a smile.

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