Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

"This person's dantian is broken, and he is coming to Saint Zezong? What does he think of our sect."

"No, I think it's a death vein."

"I think he is wishful thinking, he still wants to cultivate immortality."

"Not only is his Dantian broken, but his brain is also broken."

The disciples who saw Xu Fan couldn't help talking.

Xu Fan turned a deaf ear to the gossip and went straight into the Intelligence Hall, and handed a letter of introduction to a gray-robed old man to explain his intentions.

"It turned out to be introduced by Liu Ming." The old man was gray-haired, and although it seemed that he was blown down by a gust of wind, the coercion that was present all over his body made people feel that this man was a master at a glance.

After reading the letter of introduction, the old man looked at Xu Fan carefully, his eyes flowed with sharp glow, and he looked like a skinny and piercing look.

"It turns out that the dantian is broken. I'm surprised, how did Liu Ming introduce you? Didn't he know that your dantian was broken?" The old man frowned and asked, Xu Fan nodded.

"Sure enough, as I expected, but since he recommended you to come over, you must be very important to him. My old ghost and he are brothers, so I can't let him down." The old man said, turning around and looking at the three behind him. Middle-aged man.

Xu Fan followed the old man’s gaze and saw that the three middle-aged men were all wearing uniform robes, with identity cards made of gold hung around their waists. The three of them gathered around a stone table to enjoy tea and talk. Very happy. Obviously, they are distinguished.

Because, in Shengzezong, the official disciples' identity cards are all made of jade, and without even thinking about it, these people with golden badges must be the elders in the door.

"He was introduced by Liu Ming. The three of you are the hall masters of the third hall of the outer door and Liu Ming's junior. Are you willing to accept him as a disciple?" The old man squinted his goatee and said with his eyes half-squinted.

"Old ghost, this is wrong. Liu Ming was expelled from the mountain gate a long time ago and is no longer our senior. Besides, this kid is a death vein, and Dan Tian estimates that there is no possibility of recovery. It is not good to say that he is A waste, who wants to accept him as a disciple? You push him to us, what is your heart? Although I am not a genius, I will never waste resources on a waste material."

"Old ghost, you can also see that this kid's dantian is broken, and he is a complete waste. Liu Ming recommended a waste to come over. I think he is confused and his brain is flooded. I tell you, my Tianlong Tang, never accept waste, don't expect to push this waste to my Heavenly Dragon Hall."

"We have a lot of talented people and don't need waste. I said, old ghost, as the elder of the Intelligence Hall, you also have the right to accept disciples, and the Intelligence Hall lacks manpower, why don't you accept this waste?"

"Ahem..." The old ghost of the Intelligence Hall coughed dryly, and said with a chuckle: "I'm old enough to stop accepting disciples."

After listening to these conversations, Xu Fan finally knew the identities of these four people.

The old man named Lao Gui is the elder of the Outer Sect of Saint Zezong and the head of the Intelligence Hall. The other three middle-aged people were the hall masters of the Third Hall of the Outer Gate of Saint Zezong, all of whom had hundreds of disciples and were of extremely high status.

No matter how honorable their status, Xu Fan's first impression of them is extremely bad. Because they said nothing, they looked at Xu Fan's eyes full of unabashed contempt, even insulting Liu Ming, they didn't have the quality of being a teacher at all.

Of course, they had a worse impression of Xu Fan. They all felt that Xu Fan was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat, his dantian was broken, and he wished to worship them.

"Old ghost, I have something to do, let's go first." Baihutang Hall Master Jin Xing Taoist glanced at Xu Fan, his eyes were full of contempt, and then he waved his sleeves and left the intelligence hall.

"I won't accept this kind of waste as a disciple and say goodbye." When the Tianlong Hall master Tianxiong Taoist left, he proudly said to Xu Fan: "The dantian is broken, so don't wish to cultivate immortality, don't be embarrassed here."

"I'm leaving too. These years, all idiots have come out." Daoist Jingchen, the master of the Disha Hall, glanced at Xu Fan sarcastically. It was obvious that he was calling Xu Fan a idiot.

After the hall master of the Third Hall left, Xu Fan clenched his fist and swears in his heart: One day I will shine and make you regret it!

"Hey..." The old ghost of the Intelligence Hall sighed and said to Xu Fan: "Young man, you have also seen it. They are unwilling to accept you as a disciple, and I have nothing to do. But you were recommended by Liu Ming. I can't let Liu Ming down, so let you be an intern disciple, would you?"

"Internship disciple?"

"Yes, but you have to think carefully. The apprentice does not have the guidance of the master, and there is no practice secret. One month can only be allocated three spiritual stones and two bottles of inferior spiritual liquid. Saint Zezong has rules, once you join Shengze Zong, you have to work for Saint Zezong throughout your life, and you must not transfer to other forces. Violators will be killed without pardon."

Xu Fan thought about it. Being an intern disciple has such demanding requirements, which are almost the same as selling, and the treatment is ridiculously poor. But after thinking about it carefully, he has nowhere to go. It would be good to find a sect that he can rely on for the time being. When his strength rises in the future, he will make plans.

"The intern disciple should be an intern disciple. One day you can become an inner disciple." Xu Fan smiled.

Hearing this, the old ghost was quite surprised. He thought Xu Fan would refuse to be an intern, because the conditions for being an intern were too harsh, which meant selling himself to Sheng Zezong. People with a little bit of ambition were unwilling to be an intern disciple. They had no future and were bound by rules everywhere, but Xu Fan accepted it suddenly and was confident to become an inner disciple.

"What's your name? How old are you..."

"Xu Fan, one hundred and forty-two."

The old ghost glanced at Xu Fan, and then shook his head slightly. He is over a hundred years old and still has the courage to continue cultivating. I really don’t know how he still has the courage to continue practicing, but he was introduced by an acquaintance. what.

The old ghost recorded Xu Fan's information in the book, and then handed Xu Fan a bamboo identity card and three spiritual stones, and said: "Take it, take the identity card to the Weapon Pavilion and the Pills Pavilion, and you can receive a weapon for free. , Two bottles of lower grade spirit liquid."

For senior elders, the identity cards are made of gold, and the identity cards of the outer disciples are made of jade; while the identity cards of the apprentice disciples are made of bamboo. Obviously, the status of intern disciples is much lower than that of formal disciples.

Xu Fan took the Lingshi and the identity card, and thanked him: "Elder Xie."

Xu Fan also smiled slightly, but he came to Saint Zezong but it was just a sound of strength. As expected, Xu Fan could not help sighing because of the power of this high plane.

According to the instructions, Xu Fan first went to the Pill Pavilion and received two bottles of lower-grade spiritual liquid, and then went to the Weapon Pavilion to prepare to receive weapons.