Chapter 67: There are foodies at the welcome party

“...... Today you are proud of the sect, and tomorrow the sect will be proud of you!"

Wu Hao yawned boredly, listening to the ethereal voice of the sect elder in his ears, and faintly felt a little familiar.

Now they are still in the sect square, and after waiting for several waves of people to complete the identity verification of the True Soul Array, all the nearly 1,000 disciples who have joined the sect this time have gathered in the square, and then a simple ceremony of entering the sect was held.

According to the young man in the brocade robe, who seemed to be more well-informed, there would be an elder of the sect attending the ceremony.

This time it was an elder from the sect surnamed Wei who attended. Wu Hao carefully observed Elder Wei for a while, and found that his face was like a crown of jade, and his appearance was dignified, obviously he had not practiced the exercises of the Blood and Fire Shura Dao.

During the quiet explanation of the brocade-robed young man, Wu Hao learned that this was indeed the case, this Elder Wei was a representative figure who practiced the Yanyang method of the sect, and the family was now full of children and grandchildren.

Listening to the words of the brocade-robed young man, he particularly admired the Yanyang One Pulse Exercise of the Sect, not only expressing his intention to take this path, but also persuading several male disciples around him to do the same. He also kept citing examples one by one and comparing them with the Blood and Fire Shura Dao.

Wu Hao listened quietly, feeling that he was looking forward to the exercises of the Blood Fire Shura Dao even more.

The disciples of the sect are not as strict as the discipline of the army, even if the elders of the sect speak above, the disciples below are still talking quietly, looking a little chaotic.

However, that Elder Wei didn't care about this kind of thing, anyway, with his skills, even if there was a lot of noise below, he would be able to make his speech heard by everyone clearly.

"Actually, it's just a spectacle. When the elder spoke, the young man in the brocade robe also explained in a whisper below, "I heard the senior brothers say that there is this sentence in the sect initiation ceremony every year. But for most of the disciples. Today we are proud of the sect, and tomorrow we will still be proud of the sect. ”

"Whether you stay in the sect, enter the court as an official, or return to your hometown to spread out your family, you must rely on the shadow of the sect. The elders in the family once told me that in the sect, martial arts cultivation is secondary, and establishing connections is the most important thing!"

"This senior brother has extraordinary knowledge, I don't know what to call the senior brother?" In a group of observers, someone finally asked what the brocade-robed young man wanted to hear.

"Senior brother doesn't dare to be, I am Situ Xiaoming of the Situ family, if there is no accident, I should enter the Agarwood Academy, and then I will rely on your care. Situ Xiaoming said modestly and proudly.

"The Situ family, but the Situ family in Jinsha County?" Wu Hao asked with a gleam in his eyes.

"Exactly!" Situ Xiaoming glanced at Wu Hao approvingly again, and explained: "It's just a side family member, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning." ”

"Oh" Wu Hao replied and glanced at Situ Xiaoming: "It's a pity that it's a man!"

Situ Xiaoming: "???"

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Although the ceremony is quite boring, the project after the ceremony is still worth looking forward to, which is the reception banquet held by the sect for new disciples.

The sect seems to have the bearing of a large sect, and the reception banquet is also richly arranged, with all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, which makes people so intoxicated that they can almost forget that the wool comes out of the sheep.

Of course, Wu Hao will not forget.

Unlike the inner disciples, who take care of all the food and clothing, the outer disciples have to charge the corresponding tuition fees every year for their studies in the Red Lotus Courtyard. For this, whether it is the disciples of the Agarwood Academy or the Furong Academy, they cannot be an exception. Because of the better conditions, the tuition fee of the Agarwood Academy is higher than that of the Furong Academy.

Of course, disciples from poor families will not be cut off because of the problem of tuition, as long as they can pass the entrance test of the Red Lotus Sect, there are people or forces in the world who are willing to help them complete their studies in the form of funding or loans, and what kind of additional conditions are there, that is a matter between them, and the sect generally does not care.

Because he had heard Deacon Wang mention it, Wu Hao knew that when he went to the Agarwood Academy to report soon, he would have to pay the tuition. So now seeing the abundant food here, Wu Hao didn't have the slightest joy and happiness in his heart.

But fortunately, he still has a big belly to be tolerant, at least he can eat a return on his capital.

So when the other disciples were still talking to each other and trying to win over the relationship, Wu Hao had already begun to compete with the food on the table.

In the end, he has been a scholar in this life, and Wu Hao's eating appearance is still relatively gentle. But because he didn't stop, Wu Hao destroyed the food at an astonishing speed.

Perhaps the sect wants to let the new disciples experience the strength of the sect in this feast, and there are even some fierce beast flesh and elixir condiments that are beneficial to the cultivation of the forging period. Wu Hao did not refuse these things, and he would not be like ordinary disciples at all, if he ate a little more, he needed to unfold his martial arts posture and let the medicinal power radiate.

His stomach was like a bottomless pit, and in just a few moments, he was able to solve the food on his table.

The food here is not self-service, but a flowing water seat, and the miscellaneous servants of the sect who are in charge of serving the food will naturally put new dishes for Wu Hao when he sees that the food here is exhausted.

The quality of the big sect is high, and the service is really meticulous, and even the effort to move the place to get food is saved.

Not to mention, after eating these precious foods, Wu Hao really felt hot in his abdomen, extremely comfortable, and under the quiet operation of his big belly, he felt that his viscera was being strengthened little by little.

This way of increasing strength by eating is really cool.

Especially when someone else is treated.

Although Wu Hao ate well, the empty plate that he withdrew at an alarming speed still attracted the attention of many people.

The Situ Xiaoming, who had dealt with him before, ran to his side and admonished: "This junior brother, there are so many people in the sect, how can you be like that mountain barbarian over there...... It is insulting to eat Haise so wildly. ”

Wu Hao wiped his mouth, drank some tea to relieve his greasyness, and looked in the direction pointed by Situ Xiaoming.

He was delighted to see him.

It turns out that there are more foodies than me.

In the direction pointed by Situ Xiaoming, there was a dark-skinned teenager who was munching on the case, and his mouth was full of oil.

His movements were much more unrestrained than Wu Hao's, and he had already stacked a large stack of empty plates at hand.

His image, coupled with the animal skin shorts he was wearing, the dress of a hunter in the mountains, and the way he ate wildly according to the crime, he didn't care about the eyes around him. No wonder Situ Xiaoming called him a mountain barbarian.

Wu Hao looked at the young man's appearance, and inexplicably felt a little envious, the one that people eat is called a fragrant.

He suddenly felt that the dining demeanor he maintained was a bit hypocritical.

Seeing that Situ Xiaoming was still here, he looked at himself with a sad gaze. Wu Hao threw away his chopsticks, picked up a river shrimp, and responded to him while peeling the shell.

"What's this. Men, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling must always be the same. ”