"Go to the martial arts venue."

After replying, Lu Fei flew to the martial arts field with his sword.

The huge square is already crowded.

Lu Fei didn't ask much or disturb him, but instead found a remote location to wait.

In places like sects, the more conspicuous you are, the more you will be beaten up.

As a person who wants to pursue stability, naturally he doesn’t want to attract hatred.

Of course, if someone comes to find fault, don't blame him for being rude.

Not long after, the eleven dynasties, a total of 2,100 monks were finally assembled.

On the platform ahead of everyone, ten middle-aged men stood up, watching around to prevent anyone from causing trouble.

“Huh?”

In the distance, a weak and beautiful girl couldn't help but be surprised when she looked at Lu Fei.

"Sister Jiaojiao, look, why is Lu Fei different from the Taoist uniforms we wear?"

Ye Jiaojiao glanced at her eyes, no longer thought about it, and said lightly: "His father was once the son of the Qianye Sect's genius, and the Taoist costumes are naturally different from us."

Her words were full of contempt and ridicule.

What achievements can a person who relies on the back door achieve in the future?

The girl is even more curious.

Just as Lu Fei and the others were waiting for the follow-up, a man and an old man came with a sword.

After a closer look, these two people were Liu Qingxian, the leader of Qianye Sect, and Lin He, the elder of the Supreme.

As the two of them arrived, the noise of the martial arts venue gradually disappeared at this moment.

When he arrived at the edge of the platform, Liu Qingxian looked around, cleared his throat, and said, "I'll introduce myself. My name is Liu Qingxian, the leader of Qianye Sect.

Here, I am very happy to welcome you to become my disciples of Qianye Sect, and I hope you will achieve something in the sect..."

Lu Fei, standing at the corner, listened to Liu Qingxian's speech with a dark face.

He has been a child since he was a child and doesn't like to listen to other people's speeches.

For others, the above people speak generously and encourage speeches.

But for him, it was like Tang Monk chanting scriptures and listening.

After a long time, after finishing what he should say, Liu Qingxian said again: "In order to allow you to adapt to the sect as soon as possible, the sect will conduct training for you for three months next."

"grass!"

When Lu Fei heard that the training camp was about to be held, he cursed in his heart and his face turned dark.

He didn't know what this training was.

But it is certain that you will suffer in the next three months.

Liu Qingxian continued: "Now, we will start to divide the classes into groups and classes for you.

There are four groups in total, each with ten classes, each with fifty people, and a deacon is responsible for guidance.

People in each class are randomly selected and will not receive special treatment.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he retreated aside and an elder on the platform stood up.

After looking at everyone, he said at the top of his voice: "Any disciple who is pronounced with his name will immediately go to the stage to draw lots and register for the class."

After saying that, he took out a roster.

At this time, four elders came over, and then each took out a long table and bench from the "arrangement" and placed it in a row.

Four thick registers were also taken out.

Just after they finished this, they each took out a piece of paper and stuck it to the table.

I saw four sheets of paper that said A, B, C, and D.

They took out the pen and ink and placed it on the table. They sat on the bench and opened the registration book at the same time.

This is not over yet.

Another elder came over, then took out a long table and placed it in front of the four tables. At the same time, he took out a jade box with a length, width and height of thirty centimeters, square, and runes all over his body, and placed it on the table.

The elder standing in the distance opened the roster in his hand and recited: "Miao Shuitian."

A young disciple left the team and then came to the ring as fast as possible.

The elder holding the roster of flowers continued to recite: "Hu Kun."

Another disciple left the team and came to the ring.

Miao Shuitian, who had just arrived at the arena, came to the exquisite jade box under the guidance of an elder.

Then he reached out and took out a small piece of paper through the hole.

I saw that it was written above that Class 9, Group B.

He didn't say much nonsense, and immediately came to the elder responsible for registering Group B, and then handed the paper in his hand to the other party.

After taking a look, the elder in charge of registration immediately opened the registration book, then turned to the location of Class 9, and wrote down Miao Shuitian's name in '1'.

As soon as he finished writing the other party’s name, the elder said, “Please take the small paper in your hand and come here tomorrow to hand it over to the deacon who is responsible for guiding your class.”

"yes!"

After holding his fists and bowing, the young man immediately left the ring.

Hu Kun, who had just arrived at the ring, immediately reached out to draw.

I saw that the third class of Group C...

"Lu Fei."

After a long time, when he heard the call of his name, Lu Fei immediately walked forward and then came to the high platform.

Compared to others, Lu Fei's Taoist robe was very eye-catching, making him look as if he was standing out in a crowd of chickens.

Seeing this black Taoist robe, everyone was puzzled. Everyone was the same color, why was it different?

Several elders on the ring also showed a puzzled face.

Lu Fei expressed his helplessness in his heart, and he did not expect that this black Taoist robe would be so eye-catching.

If he had known this, he would have been wearing white.

When he arrived in front of the jade box, Lu Fei reached out and took out a piece of paper.

I saw that the above said that Ding Group One Team.

When he came to the elder in charge of Group Ding, he handed the note in his hand to the other party.

Liu Qingxian, not far away, looked at Lu Fei and said, "Supreme Elder, is he Lu Fei, the son of Lu Batian?"

"Um!"

Lin He nodded.

"How talented are you? Are you as strong as his father?" Liu Qingxian asked again.

Lin Hedao: "We didn't test him for talent, so we don't know how talented he is."

"What about his current cultivation level?"

"Early stage of the Underworld."

"What?"

Liu Qingxian was shocked and said unbelievably: "Elder Supreme, you are sure that his cultivation is in the early stage of the Underworld."

In the early stage of the Underworld Realm, Lu Fei's powerful cultivation level was definitely the first person in the Qianye Sect to enter the sect in thousands of years.

"Sure."

After receiving a response, Liu Qingxian's eyes gradually narrowed.

Is Lu Fei really better than his father?!

With such a terrifying cultivation level, his talent is only strong but not low.

Looking at the Taoist robe on Lu Fei's body, Lin He was puzzled and murmured to himself: "It's strange! Where did this little bastard get such a Taoist robe?"

Since joining the sect, he has not opened the back door to Lu Fei again.

But after not seeing each other these days, Lu Fei actually put a valuable Taoist robe on himself.

If he expected it was right, Lu Fei would get at least four or five thousand points on the Taoist robe.

Liu Qingxian asked in confusion: "Supreme Elder, did you ask someone to arrange the black feathered Taoist robe for Lu Fei?"

"no."

Lin He shook his head and said, "In order to prevent him from beating people, I only arranged a relatively remote place for him, and the rest were not taken care of."

"Since it wasn't your arrangement, where did the black feathered Taoist robe on him come from?" Liu Qingxian became even more confused.
Chapter completed!