In the Daxuanbao Hall, there were four old men standing. They were all deputy hall masters of the four halls.
Ning Fengyun, the deputy head of the White Tiger Palace, has white hair, his long beards and majestic aura:
He stroked his long beard and smiled at the deputy hall master of the Qinglong Palace next to him, "I heard from the goddess that there is a young man named Meng Bufan this time, and he is carrying the divine beast White Tiger. If this is true, our White Tiger Palace will pick up a big advantage."
Ye Kong, the deputy director of Qinglong Palace, deliberately joked with Ning Fengyun: "Don't be too happy too early. Maybe they don't choose your White Tiger Palace. I heard that he is good at using swords, and maybe he may not choose the Vermillion Bird Palace."
Yu Hong, the deputy head of the Vermillion Bird Palace, is an old woman with white hair. She is leaning on a crutch and looks weak.
She paused the crutches in her hand and said to Ning Fengyun with a smile: "If that young man is really as powerful as the goddess said, I really want to compete with you."
Ning Fengyun's expression suddenly turned dim, and his voice was a little sad: "Oh, since the divine beast White Tiger left the White Tiger Palace nine years ago, there has been no trace yet. I am afraid that it is a great disaster. The white tiger on this young man's body may really be the descendant of the White Tiger."
When he mentioned the three other deputy hall masters of the White Tiger, he also sighed with him.
Their four halls, the other three halls have their own temple guarding beasts. Now only the White Tiger Palace does not have temple guarding beasts. Nine years ago, the White Tiger, the divine beast of the White Tiger Palace, pursued the enemy in a battle, and then never appeared again
For nine years, the people from the White Tiger Palace searched everywhere, but they could not find any trace of the White Tiger until four years ago, the goddess Guan Lingling told the White Tiger Palace that she found the descendants of the White Tiger in the Xuanwu Continent. They were relieved that even if the White Tiger died, she would at least leave her descendants.
Originally they planned to send someone to bring back the descendants of the White Tiger, but the goddess stopped them. She only said one sentence: "At that time, I saw the descendants of the White Tiger and wanted to bring him back, but he was unwilling to do so now that he would be willing to follow a young man. The descendants of the White Tiger may have a good development after following him."
It is precisely because of this that their White Tiger Palace did not send anyone to harass Meng Bufan.
While several deputy hall masters were talking and chatting, their eyes were still staring at the entrance of the hall.
A thousand young disciples walked in through the gate one after another.
Suddenly, Ning Fengyun burst into tears. He looked at the little tiger lying on Meng Bufan's shoulder and choked out: "It's the descendant of the white tiger."
The little tiger, who was originally lying on Meng Bufan's shoulder, felt something strange. His head was raised high, and the two tigers' eyes were shot out.
Seeing Ning Fengyun crying, Xiaohu felt sad and couldn't help but shed tears.
Meng Bufan noticed all this. He reached out and patted Xiaohu's head and said, "Xiaohu must calm down. Let's go to the White Tiger Palace after a while."
Meng Bufan knew that because of Xiaohu, he had only one choice now, that is, the White Tiger Palace
Ye Kong from the Qinglong Palace kindly reminded Ning Fengyun: "Brother Fengyun, no one is robbing you of this young man now. Calm down. Also, I want to remind you, don't look at him differently because this young man is pregnant with a white tiger, and he is doting on him lawlessly. I suggest you all pretend that you don't know that the descendants of the white tiger will return, give this young man a quiet cultivation environment, just give him more care in secret."
Ning Fengyun nodded. Ye Kong's advice was very good. In addition to these old monsters, ordinary people cannot see that Xiaohu is the descendant of the White Tiger. Give Xiaohu and Meng Bufan a quiet cultivation environment, which will be beneficial to their growth.
"Quiet" Ye Kong shouted loudly
The hall suddenly became quiet
"Dear young men, it's your free time to choose the time you just need to choose the main hall that suits you. Just choose the Qinglong Hall. Arrange in front of me, choose the White Tiger Hall, stand here." Ye Kong pointed at an open space in front of Ning Fengyun with a finger, pointing to the empty space in front of Ning Fengyun.
The young disciples didn't see the deputy hall masters at first, and they felt cold. What kind of strength is this? They were standing there, but they could not find out that if the deputy hall masters had not appeared automatically, they wouldn't know that there were four people standing in the lobby.
Meng Bufan is the exception. Because he found that Xiaohu was in an abnormal situation, he looked at the lobby with the eyes of heaven and earth. When he discovered four deputy hall masters and even several old men in advance, he could see clearly, but he didn't hear what they said.
What surprised Meng Bufan was that even if he used the divine eyes of heaven and earth, he could not see through the strength of several old men.
This only shows that the old man is all martial god-level figures
Most people can only see through the cultivation level of people who are lower than themselves. His divine eyes of heaven and earth are higher than themselves. However, no matter how high they are, they don’t know because when he was in Xuanwu Continent, even if the cultivation level of Master Xuantian and Emperor Di Yi was the highest, Meng Bufan could see through their cultivation level.
Meng Bufan chose to stand in front of Ning Fengyun, and other disciples also chose the main hall that suits them.
Zhou Tong chose the Qinglong Palace, Di Wanlin chose the Xuanwu Palace
This time, everyone doesn't have to worry about being rejected, their choice is the final choice
"Okay, since you have already chosen it, then follow me if you choose Qinglong Palace." Ye Kong took the lead in floating out of the main hall
"Come with me if you choose the White Tiger Palace" Ning Fengyun also followed closely and came to the square
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The young disciples followed them and lined up in a long line.
Ye Kong threw a spiritual boat out of his hand. The spiritual boat rose when it saw the wind and instantly turned into a huge spiritual boat that was several hundred meters long and dozens of meters wide. The spiritual boat was engraved with simple patterns, which looked simple and luxurious.
This is the first time Meng Bufan has seen such a big spiritual boat
Without waiting for Ye Kong to say more, Zhou Tong and others who chose the Qinglong Palace jumped into the dragon boat one after another.
In the blink of an eye, the dragon boat disappeared in front of everyone
Ning Fengyun, the deputy head of the White Tiger Palace, took out a square flying carpet. This flying carpet is much larger than Xie Ziyan's flying carpet. A few hundred meters long and hundreds of meters wide Meng Bufan was secretly surprised. Such a big flying carpet, even if ten thousand people stood up, it would not be a problem.
The flying carpet is suspended in the air, silently motionless
"Brother Fan, wait a moment." Mu Qing'er, dressed in yellow, appeared at this time. She flushed and stuffed Meng Bufan something, then covered her face and flew away.
The thing in Meng Bufan's hand was soft, a handkerchief that had just been embroidered with white silk material. On the silk, there were two lotus flowers that were snuggling with each other and a white lotus, and a yellow lotus. Meng Bufan looked down at his white clothes and smiled knowingly.
To be honest, Mu Qing'er's girl is very ordinary, and it can even be said that her embroiderer is not even a percent that Meng Cuiyun can't keep up.
However, this is Mu Qing'er's intention. Meng Bufan also likes this well-behaved and smart little sister. He solemnly puts this handkerchief into his chest pocket.
Mu Qing'er will stay at the main peak and practice with the goddess Guan Lingling. The main peak, the Divine Beast Mountain is the base camp of Piaomiao Palace. The cultivation resources here are even higher than the four halls. But those who stay here to practice are all genius disciples Meng Bufan who have been tested and have just entered Piaomiao Palace and are not qualified to practice here.
The disciples who chose the White Tiger Palace jumped up one after another and Meng Bufan didn't hesitate. When he moved his body, his body climbed onto the flying carpet like a ghost. Xiaohu was still lying on his shoulder and sleeping loudly.
The flying carpet is started, flew towards the east, towards the direction where the White Tiger Palace is located to read om)