There were many cultivators on Yuling Peak, and they wore various colored robes and walked between the halls. There are many cultivators in white, pink, and blue clothes, very few cultivators in yellow clothes, very few cultivators in purple clothes, and there are no black clothes and gold clothes at all. It can be seen from this that a cultivator is a barrier when he reaches the Tsing Yi stage, which is difficult to break through, and it is even more rare to break through when he reaches the purple Yi stage.

Zhou Feng and the newly selected cultivators attended the initiation ceremony in the training ground, and the ceremony was presided over by a middle-aged man in purple, with a majestic and beautiful demeanor. This person is the head of Yuling Peak, and he has a high seniority. He is the senior brother of the Venerable Purple Cloth, and he is also the Venerable Master among the cultivators. His Holiness is the imparter among the cultivators, and the Venerable Master is the manager among the cultivators.

The head of the house gave a generous and passionate speech on a round podium made of jade, which was nothing more than a few words of encouragement.

There were more than a hundred newly selected cultivators standing under the stage, except for Zhou Feng, who were all children between three and ten years old. Zhou Feng was unique among this group of children, and the huge height difference made him stand last with self-awareness.

After the head finished speaking, other purple-clothed cultivators read out some precautions and rules and regulations. One of the most important points is that cultivators below the purple robe who fail to break through the current stage within ten years will be invited out of Yuling Peak and assigned to various cities to manage and guard things, and the power exercised by different levels is also different.

The new monks were each given a white monk's robe, a silk dress for the women and a silk robe for the men. These silk fabrics are not inferior to Zhou Feng's thousand-year-old silk blue robe. But the cultivator must wear the monk's uniform, which represents the division of ranks. Zhou Feng could only reluctantly take off his blue robe and put on a cultivator's suit.

Everyone changed their clothes and divided into groups according to their age, led by the senior brother and sister to their living room. Due to Zhou Feng's age, he was assigned to the aging room.

Zhou Feng entered his room and his eyes lit up, this room was too good. The room is spacious and bright, up and down, left and right, made of white jade, and the light is soft and translucent. There are ten white jade beds side by side against the wall, the bed surface is smooth and glowing, and the bed is carved with auspicious and beautiful patterns. The room had no windows, only a tall jade door, and when the stone door was closed, the room was still as bright as ever.

Zhou Feng was assigned to the innermost bed in the room, and he tried to sit on it to be warm and comfortable, but it was a little harder.

"Yo! New here?"

As the words came in one after another, nine people came in one after another, two cultivators in green clothes, three cultivators in pink clothes, and four cultivators in white clothes, all of whom were around twenty to thirty years old. The person who spoke was a cultivator in Tsing Yi, about twenty-seven or eighteen, two meters tall, and a tiger's waist.

"I'm the head of the room here, and I'll be asked for something in the future. The Tsing Yi cultivator's voice was loud and pleasant.

"In the future, I will ask a few senior brothers to take care of it. Zhou Feng hurriedly stepped forward with a smile on his face and saluted one by one.

"I heard that you are the kid who asked Shizun to exchange three golden spirit pills?" asked another skinny Tsing Yi cultivator.

Zhou Feng nodded, he didn't expect his affairs to spread all over Yuling Peak so quickly.

"You don't have a spiritual root, and you're so old, I don't know what the master has taken a fancy to you?" said another pink-clothed cultivator.

Zhou Feng bowed his head and was silent, he was also puzzled by Shizun's approach.

"In the future, you will be responsible for the hygiene of the room, and you will also be responsible for our washing water. The skinny Tsing Yi cultivator commanded Zhou Feng.

"Got it, senior brother. Zhou Feng didn't make an excuse, he knew that he was a weak person here, and only listening was the best solution.

The early morning sun shines through the thin veil of mist, sprinkling its warm light on the Yuling Peak. The birds sang early on the branches of the forest, and the crystal dew fell playfully on the green leaves, and disappeared into the soft soil in an instant.

Today is the first day of Zhou Feng's training, and the so-called training is to improve the physical fitness of cultivators who have just started. More than 100 beginner cultivators were divided into five teams, led by senior senior brothers and sisters.

Zhou Feng and his little teammates quietly waited for the arrival of the coach under the touch of the morning breeze. Zhou Feng was full of confidence in this kind of physical training, he knew that his physique was strong and fast. But he was not proud, because he was surrounded by some milky hairy children, some of whom were only three or four years old. But Zhou Feng felt that these children had the temperament of adults, they stood in a neat line, no one was crying, their little faces were tight, their waists were straight, and their spirits were blazing.

At this time, a figure came over, and Zhou Feng saw that most of the people who came suddenly felt cold in their hearts, it was Zhiling, a cultivator in Tsing Yi.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zhiling, I will be your coach in the future, I hope you will study hard and strive to reach the highest level of cultivators. When Zhiling spoke, her voice was clear and imposing.

"Follow the teachings of my sister. Everyone replied in unison, the voice was immature, but crisp and deafening.

"Okay, the first practice of the day was to run 50 laps around the training ground, with one exception. As she spoke, Zhiling walked up to Zhou Feng.

Zhou Feng knew that something unfortunate would happen to him.

"Little madman. Zhiling shouted at Zhou Feng.

Quietly, no one answered.

Zhi Ling stretched out her jade hand and patted Zhou Feng on the shoulder twice, squinted at Zhou Feng with cold eyes and said, "I'm calling you, why don't you answer?"

Zhou Feng pretended not to know and replied loudly: "Senior sister, my name is Zhou Feng." ”

"Hehe, I'm not convinced!" Zhi Ling sneered twice.

"Ryoko-chan!"

"Here!" a handsome child stepped forward.

"Little Baozi!"

"Here!" another chubby kid stepped forward.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Bright. ”

"My name is Youbao. The two little ones replied in unison.

Zhiling looked back at Zhou Feng and asked, "Is it wrong to call you a little madman?"

The bitterness in Zhou Feng's heart, "Senior sister, there's nothing wrong." He replied loudly.

After all, the little cultivators present couldn't help but laugh, and even Na Zhiling couldn't help but bow her head and laugh.

"Little madman, you are in good health, and you run three hundred laps around the training ground. That Zhiling tightened her face and gave a task to Zhou Feng.

"Yes!" Zhou Feng was embarrassed to accept this senior sister's teasing, and since then, his name has been widely spread in Yuling Peak.

The scorching sun at noon was a little scorching, and Zhou Feng continued to practice three hundred laps under the scorching sun, only five laps away, and he silently counted the laps in his heart. It was three miles to go around the training ground, and fifty laps for the junior cultivators was a difficult task to complete. Some sat on the ground to rest, some moved their heavy steps, and some were still trotting. Three hundred laps is only a matter of time for Zhou Feng. Looking at Zhou Fengrufei's figure, the little ones all showed envious eyes.

"Senior sister, it's time for them to rest and eat. Mei Qinglin walked towards Zhiling with light steps.

"Well, let the little madman finish the last lap. Zhi Ling's eyes were fixed on Zhou Feng's figure, surprised by his strong physique.

Only then did Mei Qinglin notice a huge figure running towards this side.

"Senior sister, the three hundred laps have been completed. Zhou Feng stopped beside Zhiling, his face did not change, and his heart did not beat.

"Well, it looks like I'm underestimating you. From tomorrow onwards, you won't have to practice, and you will go to the martial arts field to learn boxing and swordsmanship. Zhiling's opinion of Zhou Feng has changed a little at this time.

"Thank you, senior sister. Zhou Feng was a little excited in his heart, and it seemed that Senior Sister Zhiling's heart was not so bad. At the same time, he turned his gaze to Mei Qinglin.

"I've seen Senior Sister Qinglin. ”

Mei Qinglin smiled slightly and nodded lightly.

"Little madman, you tell them to stop and eat in the cafeteria. After Zhiling explained to Zhou Feng, she pulled Mei Qinglin out of the training ground.

Zhou Feng looked at their backs and shook his head helplessly, could this be the innocence of the girl.