The next day, Long Xiaofeng got up early and went to the Mulingmen Douji Hall to participate in the entrance screening ceremony, and as soon as he stepped into the Douji Hall, Ji Wanqing greeted him with a smile and said, "Brother Long, you came so early, I was about to go to you." The little white fox in Ji Wanqing's arms also suddenly jumped out at this time, climbed onto Long Xiaofeng's shoulder, and happily ran on his shoulder.

Long Xiaofeng smiled at her, and said hello, when he suddenly felt a slippery and soft hand grab his fingers, only to hear Ji Wanqing smile and say, "Brother Long, follow me!" Long Xiaofeng involuntarily followed her through the crowd and walked towards the rostrum to the north. Before he got closer, Long Xiaofeng saw a big tent decorated with flowers in the north, Ji Shuiyan sat calmly at a table inside, and behind her were three middle-aged people, with a sturdy appearance, long hair hanging down from their chins, and they looked like fairy wind bones.

Ji Wanqing pulled Long Xiaofeng and sat on the two chairs under Ji Shuiyan's head. Long Xiaofeng said in his heart: "I'm going to fight later, what does this little girl mean by pulling me here?" couldn't help but glance at her, but Ji Wanqing was full of smiles, and her face showed a look of being very close to herself.

Long Xiaofeng was not a disciple of the Muling Sect, and when he sat on the rostrum, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but glance around a few times, only to see that everyone sitting around the guest seat looked at him with an unusually surprised gaze, and the three middle-aged people sitting behind him frowned slightly, staring at him with a cold gaze with a trace of imperceptible disgust.

Long Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, and at the same time, a contemptuous sneer unconsciously appeared on his face, and he returned this slightly arrogant smile to everyone. Everyone obviously didn't understand Long Xiaofeng's identity, and when they saw his indifferent expression, their eyes couldn't help but show a faint hint of doubt and fear, and they began to talk to each other.

"Zhong Gongzi has arrived!" shouted at the door, and then there was a commotion in the crowd, and a man in brocade clothes, accompanied by five or six strong young people, walked in proudly, and it was Zhong Wuji.

Zhong Wuji walked straight towards the rostrum, but the five or six young people stopped under the stage. Zhong Wuji suddenly saw Long Xiaofeng sitting with Ji Shuiyan and Ji Wanqing, and he couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, and then he was furious, and the halberd pointed out: "Long Xiaofeng, you are a low-end disciple of the Snowy Domain Sect, what are you doing shamelessly sitting on this rostrum?

"This kid turned out to be from the Snowy Domain Gate, I said looking at the face of the student, his disciples of the Snowy Domain Gate are so inappropriate, what did he do in our Wood Spirit Sect?"

"Didn't you see this kid sitting with the two sisters of the Ji family? I'm afraid that he is also a son and brother with status in the Snow Domain. ”

"Since he is the son and brother of the Snow Domain Gate, there is no reason to enter our Wood Spirit Gate, the exercises of the Snow Domain Gate are no worse than our Wood Spirit Gate, and it is strange to be aggressive!"

There was a lot of discussion, especially those young disciples who were about twenty years old, and the gaze that was cast at Long Xiaofeng was full of hostility. Long Xiaofeng naturally didn't understand that he had now become the object of attention of all the young disciples of the Muling Sect, and the reason why he attracted attention was nothing else, because he was sitting beside the two sisters of the Ji family at an inopportune time.

The two sisters of the Ji family, in the eyes of the young disciples in the entire Muling Sect, are undoubtedly a kind of immortal-like existence. Ji Shuiyan is the most dazzling among the younger generation of disciples of Mulingmen, and she is beautiful, needless to say, she is not yet twenty years old, and she has entered the Tongyun Realm and become a great dou kui, this kind of cultivation progress has never been seen in Mulingmen since the creation of the sect.

Ji Shuiyan's beautiful and beautiful appearance is gentle and smooth, and she is as chic as the breeze and the moon, so she has naturally become the object of admiration and pursuit of the younger generation of disciples of Mulingmen. Although Ji Wanqing does not have the outstanding talent of her sister, her beauty is as outstanding as her sister. At this moment, I suddenly saw Long Xiaofeng and the two sisters sitting side by side, the younger generation of disciples, including Zhong Wuji, felt that they had never won this honor, but they were unexpectedly easily obtained by an outer disciple, and they could not feel jealousy in their hearts.

"Stinky boy, get off the stage quickly! Don't pee and take pictures, do you deserve to sit on the rostrum?"

"This little white face is not a good thing at first glance, Senior Brother Zhong, pull this stinky boy down!"

People shouted and scolded, but they were afraid of Ji Shuiyan and didn't dare to rush forward to do it. Long Xiaofeng didn't know why he had aroused the anger of the people for a while, and said in his heart: "When did Lao Tzu offend you stinky turtles, what do you want to do in a hurry? It must be this turtle surnamed Zhong who is making trouble behind his back." Thinking that it was not appropriate to be an enemy of all the younger generation of disciples, he immediately said: "Yes, I am here to participate in the election entrance ceremony today, and like all of you, it is not appropriate to sit on this rostrum for a long time, and I will go down here." ”

Ji Wanqing pulled Long Xiaofeng to the rostrum, nothing more than because she was full of affection for Long Xiaofeng in her heart, hoping that he could look more glorious in front of the clansmen of Mulingmen like herself, but she didn't expect it to cause public anger, which was not what she expected. Seeing Long Xiaofeng walk off the stage, she was afraid that Long Xiaofeng would misunderstand her kindness, and she felt sad for a while, and when she heard everyone shouting, her eyebrows were full of anger.

At this time, Ji Shuiyan slowly stood up and said calmly: "Let's start the martial arts competition, every group of twenty people, this time there are sixty disciples who have signed up, so it is divided into three groups, five people are selected in each group, and a total of fifteen people are selected." Those who lose the martial arts competition can challenge any of the fifteen disciples who finally win, and those who succeed in the challenge can also get the entry qualification, but there is only one chance to challenge. Now I'm going to read the list of members of the group. The disciples who heard the names sat down in their respective groups and competed in martial arts in order. ”

Long Xiaofeng heard that he was divided into the fifth group, so he went straight to the guest table of the fifth group and sat down, and as soon as he sat down, he saw a young man walk up to him with bad intentions and sit down with a big thorn. If there is a kind of person in this world who is accustomed to looking at people with a provocative eye, then the heart of the provoked person feels not only disgust, but also a kind of hatred and anger.

Long Xiaofeng saw the contemptuous gaze of the young man around him at this moment, as if he had suddenly whipped someone unguarded, and he couldn't hold back a nameless flame in his heart. But since his parents and brother left him, he has long since lost his youthful vigor, and he feels funny when he sees the unstoppable arrogance in the young man's eyes.

"Didn't this kid just follow the stinky thief surnamed Zhong just now, and kept offering his courtesy to the bell turtle, and fell in front of me to launch a cross, did he think my scalp was soft, and wanted to come up and touch it. Long Xiaofeng thought to himself, "I must have been instigated by that turtle and embarrassed me." So he couldn't help but glance at Zhong Wuji, who was standing on the side of the rostrum, only to see that he was looking at his side, with a vicious smile on his face.