Ye Fan and the three of them saw that Qingshan Village was getting smaller and smaller, and then the entire Qingshan was getting smaller and smaller, and it was okay at first, but after a while, their eyes were hurt by the wind, and their tears soared.

"If you don't want to become blind, put your eyes on the side," the cold voice of the young man in white came from his ears, and at this time he saw that he and Ye Hui and Ye Xiaohu were tied to the hilt of the flying sword, and he was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly closed his eyes, for fear that the rope would not be strong enough and would break.

It didn't take long, Ye Fan could clearly feel that the speed had slowed down, and the howling wind on his face had weakened a lot, and he opened his eyes carefully, only to see a white mist in front of him, and before he could see the details, he felt that the rope tied to his body disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the body of a flower in front of him fell into the air, and the screams of Ye Hui and Ye Xiaohu came from his ears.

Ye Fan was okay, the moment the rope disappeared, he saw that his feet were not far from the ground, and he jumped down unhurriedly and landed steadily.

Fortunately, the place where he fell was not high from the ground, the two were not injured, but they were a little frightened, Ye Hui calmed down after only a short period of shock, Ye Fan looked at him with admiration, Ye Xiaohu was the youngest among the three, only about twelve years old, and along the way, Ye Fan also found that he was a little different from his father Ye Daring, at least his courage was not big, and even a little small.

Ye Fan looked around curiously, and secretly thought in his heart, this should be the place where the immortals lived, what appeared in front of him was a group of mountains that were taller and larger than the green mountains, at this time, the white mist was shrouded, like a fairy breath was beautiful, and from time to time there were beast roars, and the scene in front of him was exactly the same as the fairyland he saw in the book.

Directly ahead, a huge stone gate carved on this complex rune, the stone gate above the three big characters of the cloud sect, full of vicissitudes, let people at a glance can feel the majesty of these three words, behind the stone gate, a higher and bigger mountain peak straight into the clouds stands in front of you, a straight stone steps avenue straight into the end of the mountain, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, a sense of longing arises spontaneously.

From a distance, there is a large hall at the top of the mountain peak in the clouds, emitting bursts of colorful clouds and mist, like a rainbow, like an arched bridge, which makes people involuntarily rise up to worship at a glance.

Next to the mountain peak, a long stone bridge is like a rainbow connected to another mountain peak next to the mountain peak, such a shocking building, presumably only immortals can do it, Ye Fan thought secretly in his heart.

It is said that two thousand years ago, Wangyun Sect was also regarded as a great faction of Yueguo, and once led the Yue country to cultivate the true world, with several cultivators of the heavens, especially the ancestors of the founding sect, the cultivation was even more profound, and the scenery was infinite for a while, but unfortunately with the passage of time, after thousands of years, during which several changes have been experienced, and the big faction that occupied one side in the past has now been reduced to a foothold that can only barely gain a foothold in the cultivation world.

But even so, in the eyes of mortals, the Wangyun Sect was still unattainable for them.

"Senior Brother Wang, this trip is hard, just leave these three to Senior Brother," At this time, a tall young man dressed in white walked out of the Heavenly Gate, and said to the young man in white with arched hands.

"Senior brother, I'm tired," after returning the salute, the flying sword under the feet of the white-clothed young man rose, turned into a long rainbow, and disappeared into the white mist.

Seeing this, the tall young man showed a look of envy in his eyes, Ye Fan was even more excited, the immortals in his imagination were like this, they were all stepping on flying swords, and they were hundreds of thousands of zhang away in the blink of an eye, as for Ye Hui and Ye Xiaohu, they looked at the back of the young man in white more and more blurred.

Ye Fan and the three of them followed the tall man all the way, and along the way, Ye Hui was also deeply shocked by the scenery in front of him, but he was proud by nature, in order to earn face in front of Ye Fan and Ye Xiaohu, he pretended to be calm and took the lead in keeping up with the tall young man, while Ye Xiaohu was next to Ye Fan, as if he would feel safe if he was closer.

A group of four people didn't walk long before they came to a wide square, and Ye Fan saw clearly that there were about thirty or forty people standing in the center of the square, and then there were one after another white-clothed young men with two or three disciples, and after a while, there were hundreds of people standing on the field.

These people are of the same age, they are all over ten years old, and the oldest is only about fifteen or sixteen years old, most of them are like Ye Hui, and Ye Xiaohu, dressed brightly, at first glance, they are not children of poor families, although Ye Fan is wearing his mother's newly sewn clothes at this time, but compared with them, it is simply incomparable, plus he still has two bulging bags on his back, standing with them is like a dirt bun, it looks so out of place.

Ye Hui also saw it, and deliberately distanced himself from him, but Ye Xiaohu didn't know if he couldn't understand or what, but he was close to this Ye Fan.

"You are the person who has been tired and hacked in the village?" The crowd was a little noisy, and Ye Xiaohu's voice was slightly louder, and he said to Ergou with a hint of worship.

As he spoke, the crowd suddenly fell silent, just because they saw an old man with fairy wind bones walking onto the central stone platform, the old man was wearing a purple robe, bright and bright, and this set of clothes was not what mortals should have.

On either side of him stood two young men dressed in white, both of them were full of heavenly courts, their eyes were bright, as if they could see through people's hearts, their temples bulged slightly, and in an instant Ye Xiaohu's voice resounded throughout the audience, and the crowd turned their heads to look at the two of them at the same time as he finished speaking, and in an instant there was a lot of discussion in the crowd, as if it had exploded, and the scene became extremely weird for a while, Ye Hui unconsciously opened some distance from the two again.

"Noise," the old man on the stone platform frowned slightly, and he didn't see him speak, but his shocking voice echoed in the minds of everyone present, and the scene quieted down in an instant, and everyone lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at the old man.

Glancing at the people present, their eyes paused slightly on Ye Fan and Ye Xiaohu, and everyone's reaction made the old man very satisfied, "Today is the annual day of recruiting disciples for the Moon Sect. ”

"Although you have come to the Mochizuki Sect, only a small number of people like you can become official inner disciples, and the cultivation is about talent, and talent also determines your future path. The old man paused and spoke.

After the old man finished speaking, he walked to the side, and two young men in white behind him beckoned everyone to line up in two lines and test their talents one by one.

The crowd surged, and in a moment, they formed two teams and came to the young man in white to be tested.

"Qualifications are mediocre, stand on the left" I saw the young man in white cover the heavenly spirit cover of the young man in first place with his hand, closed the time to feel the two breaths, and said in a cold tone with an expressionless face.

The original excited and nervous mood of the person who was tested instantly calmed down, and he walked to the left in despair, and the old man on the side closed his eyes at this time, motionless, as if he had settled into the old monk, as if the matter here had nothing to do with him.

"Mediocre qualifications, go to the left. ”

Another young man in white next to him said at the same time.

"Mediocre qualifications"

"Mediocre qualifications"

“...”

In a short period of time, the two young men in white have tested more than 20 teenagers, and the results are all the same mediocre qualifications, and the people who are about to be tested are all worried, with a desire on their faces that they are not mediocre qualifications.

Almost all of these people are children of rich families, or the heirs of high-ranking officials and nobles, due to family background, they know more or less, if they have good qualifications, they can directly enter the inner gate of the Mochizuki Sect as an inner disciple, but if the qualifications are not good enough, they will stay in the Wangyun Sect for ten years, and in these ten years, the sect will give the most basic cultivation exercises.

If you are a beginner in cultivation, you will still have the opportunity to enter the Mochizuki Sect and become an outer disciple, but this is even more difficult, because those who stay with poor qualifications not only do not have the treatment of inner disciples, but also have to do some miscellaneous work every day in order to have food, and it can be said that there is very little time for cultivation. Very few people can successfully get started, and it is a blessing to have one in a hundred.

If you haven't succeeded in cultivating within ten years, then you can only give out a sum of money and send it home. But for them, money is not so important, what they desire is to become immortals, immortality, a fantasy of immortals.

"The qualifications are average, and I can barely enter the inner door and stand on the right. ”

The tone of the young man in white was still cold, and the old man never opened his eyes, but as soon as his words fell, the young man standing under the stage suddenly became commotion, and they all raised their heads to see that this was still the first disciple who could enter the inner door.

Ye Fan also stepped on his feet and looked at the stage, only to see that it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, and she was the first girl to be selected on stage, and the girl's face was full of pride at this time, as if she was talking about a group of useless men.

For a while, everyone in line in the audience talked about it, which roughly means that the sect has special care for women, they are all teenagers who are not afraid of tigers when they are just out of calves, and they are all children whose parents are accustomed to lawlessness at home, and now it is about their own interests, so it is natural to argue.

This time, there is a serious imbalance in the proportion of men and women among the people who came to the test, and among the hundreds of people, the women can be counted on one hand, and the girls who have not yet tested those few people, the audience said, they couldn't help but feel a little confident, thinking that I would definitely be selected.

"Whoever has an opinion, stand up!"

The voice was the voice of the old man, deafening and reaching everyone's ears, making everyone's ears tear for a while, as if the eardrum was about to be torn, but in this case, it was instantly quiet, no one cried out in pain, and no one stood up.

As the minutes passed, nearly half of the people were tested, there was a group of people standing on the left, and there were only two poor people on the right, and in addition to the girl, there was a young man who was not good-looking.

Ye Hui, who was standing in the front position, walked up to the stone platform with a look of nervousness and nervousness, and came to a young man in white, the disciple in white was the same as everyone who had been tested before, and his palm was on Ye Hui's heavenly spirit cover.

After two breaths, the white-clothed young man did not let go like he had detected those people in front of him, but frowned slightly, raised his palm and put it on Ye Hui's Heavenly Spirit cover again, and his face was full of joy for a moment.

"With good qualifications, you can enter the inner gate and become an elder disciple. The tone of the young man in white also became much softer.

The most important thing is to become a disciple of the elder, not only the cultivation resources provided by the master, but also the master's answers to the questions on cultivation, which can be said to be the dream of the disciples in the sect.

When the old man heard this, his eyes closed and he was stunned, he was still a few steps away from Ye Hui, and he appeared in front of him in an instant, and everyone didn't understand how he came to Ye Hui, not to mention others, even Ye Hui himself didn't see it clearly, only felt a flower in front of him, and a pair of big hands couldn't help but say that it was on top of his heavenly spirit cover.

"What's your name?" After two breaths, the old man nodded with satisfaction, with a faint excitement in his tone.

Ye Hui's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly changed to respectful and said, "Returning to the Immortal Chief, villain Ye Hui." ”

"Are you willing to be my disciple?" the old man looked directly at Ye Hui and couldn't wait to ask.

"This...", I felt that happiness came too suddenly, and Ye Hui didn't know what to say for a while.

At this moment, a purple light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, a purple figure fell, and the person who came was carrying a long sword on his back, looking majestic, presumably the legendary Zhongjian Immortal was like this, whether it was the people who had not been tested in the audience, or the people who had been tested on the stage, and even the two white-clothed disciples who were tested, looked at this person with envy and worship, but this person's head looked much bigger than ordinary people, standing behind Ye Hui at this time, he stretched out his hand to cover Ye Hui Tianling, and suddenly said to the old man with a happy face, and his tone was just saying to the old man"Senior Brother Tang, you don't conform to the rules of the sect by doing this!"

"Wei Datou, what qualifications do you have to manage the old man!" The old man faced the big-headed purple-clothed man who looked much older than him and called him junior brother, which made his face a little unbearable, he was also regarded as the current second-generation disciple in Wangyun Sect, and all the disciples of the second generation are now elders in the door, and he is not excluded, and among these elders, the one with high cultivation is naturally the senior brother, and the one with low cultivation is naturally the junior brother.

And his cultivation can be said to be at the bottom of the second generation of disciples, so he came to do such a thankless thing.

"Hehe, the junior brother is also a second-generation disciple, I am naturally not qualified to control you, but we all have to follow the door rules," the man called Wei Datou said with a smile, and the word junior and younger brother was very important.

The old man's old face was suddenly flushed by what he said, he was a person who loved face, although his cultivation was low among the disciples of the same generation, and he was not respected by his senior brothers, but he was insulted like this in front of many juniors, which made him feel completely faceless, and he held back a sentence for a long time: "There are also regulations in the door, if there is a new disciple, there are seniors and disciples in the inner door, if he is willing, he can also worship me as a teacher!"

"Oh, yes," Wei Datou said with a sudden realization, but there was a hint of cunning on his face.

"In this way, if he wants to worship me as a teacher, it will not violate the rules of the sect!" Wei Datou finally showed his fangs, his face full of pride.

"You..." The old man was angry, his face was flushed, but he didn't have any way, he couldn't beat it, he couldn't say it, and the two of them were like the two of them before, his angry teeth were itchy, and he almost blew his beard and stared, no different from the angry old man in the dust.

"Your name is Ye Hui, isn't it," Wei Datou asked in a gentle voice with a smile.

"Returning to the immortal chief, the villain is Ye Hui," Ye Hui was flattered, and the pride in his heart came back, he was the naturally smart and talented Ye Hui. When the immortals saw me, they had to rush to accept Ye Hui as a disciple!

"Would you like to be my disciple?"

As soon as Wei Datou's words fell, the old man on the side, whose face turned red, hurriedly said, "Ye Hui, you have to think about it, this person is rampant and domineering in the sect, and has offended many people, if you become his disciple, you won't get good fruits to eat!"

The old man's words carried the threat without any concealment, which is also what he thought about and didn't know how to slander Wei Datou, and he came up with it temporarily, it was true that Wei Datou's arrogant and domineering character offended many elders in the sect, but because of the high cultivation of others, if you offend you, you can't do anything about others.

"Hmph, whoever does it is not good for my disciple, just come and try!" Wei Da Leader showed a fierce look and looked directly at the old man, who was looked down by him.

The high and low immediately saw that Ye Hui was not a fool, so he immediately clasped his fists and said respectfully, "The villain is willing to worship Elder Wei as a teacher!"

"Good, good, good apprentice. ”

Wei Datou smiled all over his face, glanced around, and finally hugged his fists at the old man whose eyes were about to breathe fire and smiled, "Senior Brother Tang, that brother took my beloved disciple away." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and put it on Ye Hui's shoulder, turned into a long rainbow, and disappeared into the stone platform of the square, leaving everyone's faces full of envy.