Chapter 3: Miscellaneous Disciples

The screening of the Mingyang Sect took three days, and with the means of the Mingyang Sect, it still took such time, which was enough to show the extent of the people who came to participate in the test this time.

After three days, the people in Mingyang City seemed to be much rarer, and some people who had no delusion were unwilling to leave, and no matter how much they complained in their hearts, they didn't dare to expose it.

After all, there have been seven or eight examples in the past few days, and those immortal masters don't care about the names of themselves and others.

Wood also participated in the test, and when he said his name, the person who tested the test asked him with a hint of disdain in his eyes: Is it the entourage of Senior Brother Feng?

"Senior Brother Feng, is it the Wind Destiny?" Wood still doesn't understand what it means here, this time it is mostly related to the Wind Destiny, but after thinking about it, Wood also found that this Wind Destiny seems to be very valued by the Mingyang Sect.

Then the man impatiently threw him a wooden token, on which there was a trace of fluorescent circulation, which was very magical, and on which was engraved the word "Miscellaneous Servant".

The actions of this disciple of the Mingyang Sect made the people behind him unhappy for a while, but when the person snorted coldly, and his cold eyes scanned the people present, everyone only felt a shock in their minds, and they suddenly became dizzy, and their hearts were horrified, and they hurriedly covered up the unhappiness on their faces, with a frightened look on their faces.

"Is this the method of the immortals?"

The man looked at everyone's expressions, and a sneer couldn't help but appear at the corners of his mouth, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

The sound was small, but closer, and the wood could hear it clearly: ant-like ...... I still want to .......

Then the man looked at the wood and said impatiently: "You wait on the side first, and someone will naturally come to arrange for you later." ”

Mu nodded expressionlessly, but in his heart, he turned the river and the sea, Xianmen? .

............

Three days later, a total of more than 300 young people under the age of eighteen were included in the Mingyang Sect, seventy-seven outer disciples, plus the first twenty-three to enter, a total of one hundred. There are one hundred and fifty registered disciples, and the rest are miscellaneous disciples, among whom are wood.

The people who stayed were naturally excited, it was Xianmen, and the people who failed left Mingyang City with a gloomy look with unwillingness, they knew that if they were not successful this time, they might not be able to get to Xianmen in this life.

On the fourth day, the Mingyang Sect followed the first batch of outer disciples, followed by registered disciples. Finally, there are miscellaneous disciples.

There is still a distance of more than ten miles from Mingyang City in Guming Mountain, and the first two batches of disciples are quite valued by the Mingyang Sect, and there are relevant people in the sect to respond.

As for the remaining more than 100 miscellaneous disciples, they were picked up by a middle-aged man. The man was wearing a sackcloth coat and a beard, and his appearance was very vicious, especially a pair of eyes, like the eyes of a poisonous snake, which always exuded a devouring gaze.

When the man saw the more than a hundred teenagers in front of him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a mocking smile, and then he said, "From today onwards, you will be the miscellaneous disciples of the Mingyang Sect." ”

At this moment, a timid voice came from nowhere, thinking that he should be frightened by this person's appearance, "Is that if we can cultivate immortals?"

As soon as these words came out, most of the other teenagers looked at the middle-aged man with burning eyes, but the man sneered: "What are you? I also want to cultivate immortals, if you have enough qualifications, will you be here?"

"If you want to leave early, there are so many of you, I can't arrange it yet. After saying that, his cold gaze scanned the crowd, as if he wanted to see something in their eyes.

There was silence in an instant, and none of the more than a hundred people present opened their mouths, because they didn't know whether what this man said was true or false, but they were not fools, if they were qualified, how could they be selected into the miscellaneous disciples. As the name suggests, a handyman disciple is a disciple who does odd jobs.

After a short silence, I saw a young man dressed in luxurious clothes walk out of the crowd, the man looked at the man and said, "I'm leaving." With that, he turned and walked in the opposite direction.

There was an uproar, and more and more people were in a commotion, as if they were hesitating, not knowing whether to choose to leave.

The man sneered, his eyes like a snake exuding wisps of coldness: "I count to ten, don't leave if you don't leave." ”

"Ten. "No one moved.

"Nine. ”

......

"Three. At this moment, a large group of people walked out of the crowd, and the man saw it in his eyes and sneered continuously.

"II. ”

"One. When the count was at the end, another group of people came out and turned to leave.

Of the last hundred people, there were less than thirty left. The man looked at the remaining twenty people and said coldly: "From now on, you will be the miscellaneous disciples of the Mingyang Sect, and I will be your chief manager, Li Chang." ”

"Mr. Li is in charge!"

The rest shouted.

Then Li Chang took the rest of the people and headed towards Gu Ming Mountain.

The road of more than ten miles is not very far, but it still takes everyone nearly half a day. When everyone saw the legendary fairy mountain for the first time, almost everyone had an envious expression on their faces, but this expression only lasted for a moment, because in their eyes, except for a mountain that was not very tall, nothing existed, except for the expression of the wood, and the eyes flashed with a strange light.

At this moment, a somewhat cold voice asked, "Manager Li, where is our residence?"

Li Chang looked at the man and asked, "What's your name?"

"Jun Ao. ”

"I don't like this name, so from now on you will change your name to Junsan. Li Chang said with a gloomy face. The man was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "Got it." ”

"Not convinced?"

"Don't dare. ”

"Hey, hey. Li Chang sneered: "Lao Tzu will call you the first class today, that is, whoever has the big fist here has the right to speak." ”

Mu turned around, looked at the person named Jun Ao, and now called Jun San, and found that this person's expression was flat, and he replied to Li Chang: "Got it." ”

"This man has quite a city. Wood looked at the man a few more times.

"Okay, let's go to the mountain first, as for the rules of the fairy gate, I'll tell you well when we get inside. As soon as Li Chang finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards Gu Mingshan, and then he didn't know where to find a metallic token and put it forward. I saw a glimmer of light emanating from the token.

Then Li Chang took back the token, turned around and looked at everyone coldly and said, "Let's go." ”

Then more than 20 people followed Li Chang and walked behind him.

Suddenly, there was a change in front of everyone's eyes, the mountain range that was not tall was several times higher at this time, the mountains were shrouded in clouds and mist, and palaces appeared and disappeared in the clouds, as if they were fairylands.

At the same time, a jade-white stone staircase paved straight down from the high mountain, like a road to the sky.

Everyone was shocked by this abrupt sight, even the wood, is this the method of the immortals? Is this the power that a mortal covets?

"That's where the immortal master cultivates. ”

"And what about us?"

"See the path next to this stone staircase?"

At this time, everyone found that there was a faint path next to the stone steps, leading up the mountain, but this path was very narrow, probably allowing two people to pass together, and the path was very dilapidated, the road was potholed, and from time to time sharp stones were exposed to the ground.

Everyone looked at this path, and couldn't help but take a breath secretly, and suddenly a small voice asked, "Can't we take that stone step?"

"Boom. Li Chang sneered: "If you want to die, go that way." ”

"Why?"

"There is no why, and if you dare to ask why in the future, be careful of your own life. Li Chang turned his head sharply to look at a teenager in the crowd, as if the young man was frightened by Li Chang's gaze, with a panicked look in his eyes, his eyes were dodgy, and he replied in a mosquito-like voice: "Got it." ”

"It's good to know. Li Chang turned around and walked towards the path. The rest of the people, you look at me, I look at you, but no one followed for a while, but at this moment, Mu Tou followed, and at the same time, the Jun Ao also followed.

The others followed suit.

When dusk was approaching, everyone finally came to their dwellings, and there were tattered thatched houses, which were very dilapidated, and some of them had big holes in their roofs, and some of them seemed to collapse at any time.

Among the many thatched houses, there is a house made of wood, which is not very good, but it is much better than the eight thatched houses.

Then Li Chang looked at everyone and said: "It's not early today, you can find someone to live in those thatched huts, and as for other things, I will explain to you tomorrow." ”

With that, he stopped looking at them, turned and walked towards the wooden room.

When Li Chang entered the room, everyone became noisy and discussed their respective rooms.

These people are all clever people, and on the way back, they have formed their own small groups, although they don't know what the situation is like in this immortal gate, but a lot of people is always not a bad thing.

There were a total of twenty-seven disciples left behind this time, forming four groups respectively, among which a person named Lei Jun gathered in the end, there were as many as eight, and the rest were basically five or six people each.

As for the wood, he was not a lone one member of any group, because he thought that these people were thinking about it because of cowardice, and therefore he was very disdainful. But to his surprise, the gentleman was like him, and did not join any group.

Seeing the disdain in Jun Ao's eyes, Mu Tou also seemed to understand what the other party meant.

Soon, the allocation of rooms was discussed, and Mu and Na Junao were actually rejected by the other twenty-five rows, and there was no room to obtain.

Mu glanced at everyone coldly, and at this moment, Lei Jun, the boss of the largest group, walked out, glanced at the two of them with disdain, and said, "I'm sorry, there are too many people on our side, and there are not enough rooms, so I have to ask the two of you to go and find a place to live." ”

Although I was embarrassed in my mouth, I was half embarrassed on my face.

"Oh, is it?" Just as Mu was about to speak, Jun Ao, who was not far away, was holding his hands on his chest and looking at Lei Jun coldly.

"Yes. I don't know why, Lei Jun was glanced at by him, and his momentum weakened subconsciously.

"Hey, hey. Jun Ao put down his hands and walked to Lei Jun, looked at him condescendingly and said, "I want one in this room." ”

"Why?"

"Why?" After speaking, I saw Jun Ao's figure move, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Lei Jun, held his right hand into a claw shape, grabbed Lei Jun's throat, and lifted him up.

Lei Jun struggled in horror, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free from Jun Ao's palm, and couldn't help but call out anxiously to his companions. But when Jun Ao's eyes swept over the people behind Lei Jun with evil eyes, those people were so frightened that they didn't dare to move.

Lei Jun's face continued to turn pale, and his struggling hands seemed to have little strength.

"And why don't I ask?"

Lei Jun hurriedly blinked desperately.

Bang.

Jun Ao was still like a sandbag, and Lei Jun was still on the side, and without waiting for everyone to react, he walked to the most remote thatched hut.

Mu turned his head and glanced at Jun Ao, with a curious look in his eyes, because he really felt the killing intent just now, had he ever killed someone?