Every time Zhou Qian called someone's name, that person walked out of the crowd and was taken to the side by the white-robed disciples. Chu Feng also took the opportunity to get to know each other and write down the person's name.
Among them, Long Xiaofei is a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, with delicate features and fair complexion. He is wearing a white robe and holding a green flute in his hand.
Tong Baisheng is a nine-foot-tall, broad-shouldered, round-waisted, shirtless, dark-skinned young man. He looks like a human-shaped iron tower, holding an iron rod as thick as an oval in his hand.
The rest of the young people participating in the trial held their breaths. Those whose names were called naturally showed joy, while the rest showed disappointment, because every time a person's name was called, it meant that the quota was reduced by one.
"Niu Mo, Wang Yunlong..."
After hearing Wang Yunlong's name, Chu Feng showed a look of surprise. In the battle last night, Wang Yunlong was not only injured, but also lost two number plates. Chu Feng did not expect that the opponent could still pass the trial.
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Chu Feng turned his head and looked at the other party, and found that Wang Yunlong was clenching his right fist tightly, with an excited look on his face. Then Chu Feng withdrew his gaze and continued to listen to his name.
"Sun Miao'er."
After calling out the name, a woman in a pink robe walked out of the crowd in a hurry. She was the young woman who attacked Wang Yunlong last night. Chu Feng also secretly wrote down the name of the other party.
In the battle last night, Chu Feng suddenly offended two people, one was Wang Yunlong and the other was Sun Miaoer, so Chu Feng paid special attention to the movements of the two of them, which was also a kind of instinctive self-protection.
"Zhou Zicheng, Bai Xu..."
Zhou Qian is still reading out the names of many disciples, and the remaining places are getting fewer and fewer. The surrounding atmosphere has become more and more depressing, and many young people dare not even speak out.
At this time, after reading the names of more than ten people, Chu Feng became somewhat nervous. He stared closely at Zhou Qian in mid-air, and his palms gradually became soaked with sweat.
Just when Chu Feng was highly concentrated and listening with both ears, a heavenly voice suddenly sounded, saying: "Chu Feng."
Hearing his name being read, Chu Feng couldn't help but feel refreshed. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face, and he strode out of the crowd.
Everyone around them also looked at Chu Feng, either with envy, jealousy, or surprise. Especially when they felt that the aura on Chu Feng's body was not as strong as his own cultivation, everyone felt a little incredible.
"Brother Chu Feng Clan, congratulations." Chu Yue showed a smile, bowed and said.
"Same joy." Chu Feng responded with a smile and joked: "I will change my name to senior brother in the future."
"Haha." After hearing Chu Feng's words, Chu Yue let out a chuckle.
In fact, Chu Feng was able to pass the Tianluo Sect trial, and Chu Yue was also very surprised. In Chu Yue's opinion, Chu Feng's cultivation level can only be regarded as average among Chu family disciples. Compared with Chu Qing, Chu Houyi,
Chu Houyuan, Chu Houfeng and others were all slightly inferior.
There were thousands of people in the Tianluo Sect's trial this time, and the Chu family also sent fifty meters of disciples. Among them, only Chu Feng and she persisted until the end of the trial, and the rest of the Chu family's disciples had been eliminated.
Chu Yue believed that after hearing the news, not only she was surprised, but the rest of the Chu family disciples would also be surprised. Chu Feng's ability to pass the Tianluo Sect trial was also an unexpected surprise for the Chu family.
After a while, all twenty disciples had finished reading. Zhou Qian looked at these twenty disciples with a look of satisfaction on her face, and ordered the white-robed disciple Wu Feng beside her, saying:
"Master Nephew Wu, take twenty of them to Tianbao Hall to meet the sect leader and other sect leaders."
"Disciple, obey."
Wu Feng bowed and saluted, watched Zhou Qian fly away, and then said to the twenty disciples: "Congratulations to all junior brothers, you have officially become disciples of Tianluo Sect. Now I will take you to Tianbao Hall to meet the sect leader and everyone.
Master."
"Thank you, senior brother." Twenty disciples bowed in response, with joy on their faces.
The remaining disciples who failed the trial could not hide their disappointment, and stood at the entrance of the valley for a long time, refusing to leave until many white-robed disciples forcibly dismissed them.
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Tianbao Hall is located inside Tianluo Sect, and is still a long way from the entrance of the valley. It also has to return to the previous square, pass through the square and head towards the mountain peak on the south side.
The peaks on the south side look more majestic, with ancient trees reaching the sky, lush branches and leaves, and birds singing and flowers fragrant. However, there are no large buildings in sight, and it feels more like arriving in a barren mountain.
Although Chu Feng and others had doubts in their hearts, they did not dare to ask too many questions. They could only follow Wu Feng and walk quietly. After walking for another quarter of an hour, they came to a cliff and the bottom of the cliff.
The cliff is surrounded by a bare area, and there are no other passages for walking. The cliff itself is dozens of feet tall, so it can be said that the way forward has been blocked.
Just when Chu Feng and others were a little surprised, Wu Feng walked to the bottom of the cliff, took out a silver sign from his arms, waved his right hand, and threw the sign into the air. His lips moved slightly, as if he was reciting a spell.
"Wow..."
After a moment, the silver sign flashed, and the cliff in front of you changed, gradually turning into a light curtain with rippling water, which made people feel magical and abnormal.
"Junior brothers and sisters, please come in with me. The real Tianluo Sect is inside." Wu Feng finished his words, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, he passed directly into the light curtain, as if it was just a ray of light.
Just a water curtain.
After seeing this scene, many young people were a little surprised, and they all walked over cautiously, first touching the light curtain with their hands, and then walking through it with their whole bodies.
After entering the light curtain, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and the aura became richer. There were six towering peaks in the distance, and there were some tall, majestic and ingenious buildings on the peaks.
Seeing the twenty disciples following him looking at the six peaks in the distance in a daze, Wu Feng showed a smile on his face, stopped and introduced:
"Junior brothers and sisters, among the six peaks in front of you, the middle peak is the main peak of the sect, and the remaining five peaks represent the five branches, namely Tiangang Sect, Miaodan Sect, Baizhan Sect, and Weapon Refining Sect.
Door, ghost door."
"Senior Brother Wu, which peak is Tianbao Palace located on?" Wang Yunlong asked curiously as he looked at the six peaks.
"Tianbao Hall is the main peak in the middle. Generally, disciples who have just joined the sect have to be introduced to Tianbao Hall." Wu Feng explained.
These disciples passed two rounds of trials and have become disciples of Tianluo Sect. Wu Feng also intended to form a good relationship and continued:
"Junior brothers and sisters, the purpose of asking you to go to Tianbao Hall this time is not only to meet the teachers of several sects, but also has a deeper meaning."
"Senior Brother Wu, I wonder what you mean by what you are talking about?" A young man asked curiously.
"Junior brothers and sisters, although you have become disciples of the Tianluo Sect, the disciples of the Tianluo Sect are also divided into three, six, and nine grades. Among them, they can be divided into two categories according to their status, namely the registered disciples and the disciples who entered the family." Wu Feng glanced at everyone.
He glanced at it and explained.
"Senior Brother Wu, is there any difference between the two?" Tong Baisheng, who looked like an iron tower, asked in a rough voice.
"Haha, the difference is huge." Wu Feng shook his head slightly and said with a smile:
"Every sect master has limited energy, and he also has to practice cultivation. It is impossible to guide every disciple, so he will only personally teach the disciples who enter the family."
"Ah, what about the registered disciples? Who will teach them?" Tong Baisheng asked with a surprised look on his face.
"Registered disciples will be taught by senior brothers who have reached the level of martial arts masters." Wu Feng said.
"ah……"
After hearing these words, some people showed bitter looks on their faces and couldn't help but exclaim. There is a huge difference between being taught by the master personally and being taught by a substitute teacher. It can't help but make everyone less nervous.
Chu Feng also looked troubled. He thought he could finally relax after passing two trials, but he didn't expect that there was another level in front of him, and it would also affect his future status in the sect.