The clouds and mist were surging, and the mountain floor of the suspended immortal mountain was full of people, the number was thousands, it was the personal disciple of the palace master, and all those who did not have a mission had arrived.

Xiao Cheng came relatively late, and when he descended to the mountain lawn, thousands of men and women turned their heads to look over, and at a glance they could see this handsome face with evil spirits, and the faces of many of their own disciples changed.

Who is not familiar with this face? Isn't it Xiao Cheng, who has been promoted to the tenth disciple of the lineage?

This is a monk who can be called a demon, he holds a grudge very much, when he first came to the righteous path to Tibet, he was knocked to the ground by the Ten Thousand Buddhas in battle, five or six years later, the Red Cloud King also suffered a big loss in his hands, and he officially became a personal disciple, that is, the tenth big man, such a demon monk, who dares to show hostility?

Even if he gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, he was jealous that Xiao Cheng would have to enjoy a high position when he came in, and his face was also warm.

There is no noise in this place, and everyone bowed to Xiao Cheng, although they didn't speak, their easy-going expressions were in place.

Xiao Cheng smiled at the men and women, and from time to time he glared at the outstanding seniors, and the angry seniors gritted their silver teeth one by one, secretly scolding him for being a villain, but he still had a smile on his face.

The male disciples were unhappy, but they were afraid of Xiao Cheng's strength, so they could only remain calm.

Seeing Xiao Cheng frowning at the woman he liked, he hated to draw his sword and kill this fang, but Xiao Cheng was in full swing, except for the top ones, who would dare to offend openly?

Xiao Cheng suddenly saw an old acquaintance, standing in the crowd with the face of Ten Thousand Buddhas, looking at him coldly.

Xiao Cheng happily waved his hand at Rong Xia.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the past, and when they saw Rong Xia's face with iron blue and convulsions, they burst into laughter almost at the same time.

Rong Xia is the first unlucky guy Xiao Cheng cleaned up after entering the Zhengdao Zang, who doesn't know the process of the battle body duel that has attracted a lot of attention? Seeing Xiao Cheng deliberately waving his hand at Rong Xia in front of everyone, and with a look of 'I don't care about the villain, I take the initiative to greet you' on his face, I can't help but feel funny.

Everyone is watching, and the face under the face is burning, if there is a hole in front of him, he must get into it, and Xiao Cheng will be scolded in his heart, and he has to squeeze out a smile that is more ugly than crying on his face, and he raised his hand and shook it twice in response.

Xiao Cheng nodded with a smile, turned around, and breathed a sigh of relief no longer under the grooming.

"It is said that you have dropped to 100 people? Back then, you were still a disciple of 88, how can you be so angry in the past few years? I feel sorry for you. Xiao Cheng's voice fell into Rong Xia's ears.

Hearing this, he trembled and fell to the ground gorgeously. It was only after half a sound that he got up, and signaled to the disciples around him who seemed to be concerned, and Yun Gong took the wrong route, and his feet slipped.

People blinked suspiciously, but when they saw Xiao Cheng, who was smiling more happily on the other side, they were all thoughtful.

At this time, in Xiao Cheng's eyes, Rong Xia was just a clown, and after teasing him, he walked forward disapprerovitly, and people automatically moved out of the way and let him move forward.

There are thousands of disciples, and they are clearly divided into three major areas.

The closest to the altar that was erected at some point were ten chairs with dragon patterns and tiger shadows, nine of which were seated by people, and the nine of them could sit, which was different.

The ten chairs are the most forward, the first area.

The second area was made up of a group of disciples kneeling on the futon, their number was about seventy or eighty, undoubtedly, the elite of the hundred disciples, and it was not full, it seemed that there were dozens of them who were out on a mission or in retreat.

The remaining thousands of disciples are all standing, and Rong Xia is also standing among them, there is no doubt that they are all hundreds of disciples outside the school, to put it bluntly, they are not welcomed. In the heart of the palace master, they are just making up the numbers.

The three major regions are so clear that Xiao Cheng sighs that 'class and injustice are everywhere'.

The third area parted ways, and Xiao Cheng walked slowly.

When approaching the second area, the elites kneeling on the futon stood up at the same time, no matter how jealous Xiao Cheng was in their hearts, they had to bow politely.

Xiao Cheng responded with a smile, walked over from the futon area, and didn't see the Red Cloud King, obviously, Le Hongyun was thinking about it.

The nine masters in the first area glanced at each other, endured the unhappiness in their hearts, and could only stand up and arch their hands at Xiao Cheng at will, because they couldn't talk at will, so they didn't speak.

These nine people are the ones ranked one to nine among the disciples of the personal lineage.

Xiao Cheng returned the salute very solemnly, and secretly looked at the nine masters.

Four women and five men, and the six people behind exuded demigod pre-cultivation fluctuations, and they were about to enter the peak of demigods.

The first three attracted Xiao Cheng's great attention, the three of them were all demigods at the peak of cultivation, and the heavy pressure was condensed into the body, hidden but not revealed, but it felt like what they saw were the three sacred mountains, which were particularly terrifying.

Xiao Cheng was shocked in his heart, he really didn't expect that the strength of the school palace was so strong, no wonder it could command the world?

The first three masters are two men and one woman, and the third master is a lean man, Xiao Cheng felt that he saw a Peking ape man who had not evolved, this person had prominent cheekbones, eyes as big as copper bells, if they were full of hair, or they were possessed by a monkey.

'Dou Chop' is this person's name, his name in the school palace is extremely loud, and his ruthless murderous reputation is terrifying.

Xiao Cheng's eyes fell on the second master, his eyes lit up, and he was a stunning person, he knew this woman's name.

'Mulian Chun', a female disciple highly valued by the palace master, has outstanding qualifications and is stunning.

Xiao Cheng's brows moved slightly, and he looked at the first master of his disciples.

This person is tall and majestic, and his height of two meters makes him stand there like a wall, and his face is angular and impressive.

'Jiang Aotian', the heir of the 'Jiang family', the first family of the Emperor Polar Continent, is the most powerful contender for the successor of the palace master's camp.

Retracting his gaze, Xiao Cheng glanced at the white-faced Xiaosheng who ranked fourth, knowing that this person's name was 'Luo Zhao', and he was a peerless genius who was only one step away from being promoted to the peak of demigods.

Huangjizhou is really full of talents, so many proud sons of heaven gathered together, Xiao Cheng has a dazzling feeling.

The top three masters of the personal disciples, with his current cultivation, it is estimated that he is not an opponent

Xiao Cheng didn't dare to look at it more, and after retracting his gaze, he kept a smile on his face.

'Ding' sounded, and the palace master wearing a purple background gold pattern appeared on his head, he wore a purple jade crown, and his treasure was solemn and serious, and he slowly ascended to the altar.

All the disciples bowed together to see the master (except for the solemnity when the teacher was approgated, and bowed at other times as a salute), and after the palace master sat down, he motioned for everyone to be flat.

Xiao Cheng sat in the chair with the nine masters, the elites of the second camp knelt on the futon, and the disciples of the third camp stood straight.

The golden bell rang eighteen times, and after the purple smoke rose from the incense burner, the palace master's lecture began.