It is precisely because of this that Mr. Jin ordered the removal of all sects in Qiyun Sect, but instead disrupted the outer disciples, reorganized them and returned to the team to form a hall by drawing lots.

There are tens of thousands of outer disciples, a hundred people in a group, a thousand people in a group, and ten thousand people in a group. Three hall masters are selected from them, and the hall master will then designate the captain of his subordinates, and the captain will appoint the team leader.

For a moment, the limelight of the rectification of Qiyun Sect actually surpassed the selection of inner disciples.

In addition to sleeping, people even discuss the matter of the hall master while eating.

Although he is the master of the outer disciple, he has little real power, but many people cannot resist the management. He is also an official, which has attracted people to flock to him.

Li Tong was the most popular candidate for several hall masters, but he couldn't be happy.

At noon, while eating, he sat beside Ling Luoyu and asked the other brothers to get out of the way.

Ling Luoyu drank the soup and looked around: "Senior Brother Tong, why are you doing this?! I am timid and I am afraid!!"

"San Young Master, we are all Ming people, just open the skylight and speak loudly!"

Ling Luoyu took a bite of the rice without any haste and said vaguely: "Tell me, I'll listen!"

"San Young Master, this hall master... I think it's appropriate for you to sit down!"

"puff!"

Ling Luoyu sprayed out a mouthful of rice and almost choked.

Ye Tong sat there with a disgusting look on his face, not leaving, not staying.

"San Master, what do you mean?!"

"What does it mean? I was scared by you!" Ling Luoyu said speechlessly: "Senior Brother Tong, this hall master is not something you want... If you say I am the right one, can I sit on it?!"

"Of course you can! The premise is that you want to do it!" Li Tong's eyes suddenly lit up: "San Young Master, I can see that your cultivation must be above Feng Chenglin! I have no other intentions, I just want to follow you, please give me some advice on my martial arts cultivation!"

In Qiyun Sect, the identity of an outer disciple is used as a servant.

No one can give advice to the craftsman's cultivation.

They learned the same martial arts, and then entered the inner school with their personal talent and hard work.

Only after entering the inner sect can they be considered true disciples of Qiyun Sect and have the opportunity to get involved in real martial arts.

So, this is why Hu Gaofei has been a disciple of the outer sect for many years in Qiyun Sect.

Now that Ye Tong is aiming at Ling Luoyu, he just wants to ask her to give some advice.

Ling Luoyu's eyes drooped slightly, and he lowered his head and drank tea without moving.

"Senior Brother Tong, we are all outer disciples, and we have the same identity. I will give you guidance... I'm afraid it's not suitable!?"

Suddenly, Xiao Dong knelt down and kowtowed deeply.

"Then please accept my apprentice as your disciple!"

This is when the outer disciples are having a meal, and Ye Tong is a recent sensational figure.

His words and deeds were under the attention of everyone.

Now he suddenly knelt at a new outer disciple, and they all couldn't help but look at them silently.

Ling Luoyu's eyes were calm and he was unmoved at all, and he still ate without any rush.

She slowly got up until she drank her last sip of the soup.

"Full!"

A glimmer of expectation flashed in Ye Tong's eyes and he looked at her calmly.

Who knew that Ling Luoyu didn't even look at him and turned around and left.

Her expectation was condensed on her face.

Looking at her back, he suddenly shouted at the top of his throat.

"San Master, if you don't agree for a day, I won't get up for a day..."
Chapter completed!