Live Broadcast: What Does It Have To Do With Me If The World Of Cultivation Has Become A Piece Of Sh

The backbone of Azure Cloud City is the Azure Cloud Mountain Range, which stretches for more than 300 miles.

Several main peaks tower into the clouds, and have been shrouded in clouds and mist for many years. People can only see some vague palaces and palaces from a distance.

Halfway up the mountain to the south of Qingyun City, there is an office villa of Qingyunmen and an office villa of White Bird Sect.

The founders of the two sects have a deep relationship by marriage, so they have been allies for generations.

Although there is some competition, it has always been healthy competition.

They have completely different weights for recruiting disciples, so recruiting people together rarely causes conflicts, but instead attracts more people.

Chen Feng walked up the stone steps up the mountain early in the morning and met many boys and girls walking together. Most of them were around fourteen or fifteen years old, and they were all already in cultivation.

Comparing the two, he, who just started practicing at the age of nineteen, seems to have no competitiveness.

Soon we came to a fork in the road, with stone monuments on the left and right.

On the left is Azure Cloud Mountain Villa, and on the right is Bailu Mountain Villa.

Basically, those carrying weapons went to the Azure Cloud Mountain Village on the left, while those carrying musical instruments or beauties in gorgeous clothes went to the White Bird Sect on the right.

Seeing most of the elder sisters and younger sisters going to Bailu Villa, Chen Feng's belief in going to Qingyun Gate actually wavered for a moment.

[Go, there are so many beauties, why go to Qingyunmen? ]

[Brother Feng, it’s still too late to make a choice again. ]

[Brother Xiaofeng, don’t listen to them, stick to your original intention! ]

[Beauty is like a wolf or a tiger, you can't control it, don't go, let me come. ]

[Are you okay, thin dog? ]

[Laughing, this is a serious sect, you think Joyous Union Sect, don’t be kicked out by then. ]

Chen Feng smiled, yes, this is a serious sect, and it’s not a Joyous Union Sect. Wouldn’t it be even more uncomfortable if you can watch it but not eat it?

"My heart towards the Tao is as solid as a rock!"

Chen Feng walked towards Azure Cloud Mountain Village while drawing and inserting his sword.

No one among the boys and girls walking on the same street wanted to say hello to him.

After all, his behavior seemed so weird.

One hand kept pulling out the sword, chatting with the air with empty eyes from time to time...

Either there is something wrong with his brain, or his body has been taken away from him, right?

Arriving at the entrance of the villa, there were two long tables placed under the archway.

Behind a long table is a middle-aged scribe, and behind a long table is a beautiful young woman.

Chen Feng walked over and took a look. Those who came to sign up were like coming to see a Chinese medicine doctor. They would stretch out their hands and take their pulse.

The beautiful woman closed her eyes and counted her pulse, then smiled and said: "The twelve meridians are sound, the eight meridians are smooth, and the foundation is good. Let's go in."

"Thank you, senior."

The girl whose pulse was taken walked happily towards the villa.

beside.

The middle-aged scribe shook his head after taking a young man's pulse.

"The twelve meridians are cold and deficient, the six meridians are not smooth, and the foundation is too poor. Come down the mountain."

The young man was a little unwilling to give up.

"Is it really not possible? I can work hard! Please let me in, senior!"

The middle-aged scribe advised: "Don't waste your time. You only have a few decades in your life. Go do something meaningful."

"Okay, thank you, senior, and say goodbye..."

The young man got up and left with red eyes.

The beautiful woman called another person.

"The twelve meridians are thin and weak, the seven meridians are not smooth, and the foundation is too poor. Come down the mountain."

"Ooooo, excuse me, senior..."

The woman covered her mouth and left crying.

Some were happy and some were worried, but the majority still left crying.

Chen Feng took a quick look and walked to the back to queue up.

"Brothers, this should be a qualification test. My qualifications are definitely no problem. Entering the Qingyun Sect is not a big problem~"

In front of him was a very tall man.

Chen Feng was chatting with the audience in the live broadcast room.

The other party thought Chen Feng was talking to him, so he turned around and said, "This is a foundation test, just one part of aptitude test. There are also tests of understanding and mind."

"Those who pass the three can become outer disciples. After paying the tuition, they can learn introductory skills and practice at Azure Cloud Mountain for three years. After three years, there will be a newcomer competition. Those with outstanding abilities can join the disciples of the elders of each peak and become inner disciples. Learn powerful skills and enjoy generous treatment from the sect."

"I'll go, it's quite troublesome."

Chen Feng smacked his lips.

"By the way, my name is Chen Feng. What about you, buddy? It looks like we are the oldest here."

"My name is Wu Chongyun, and I'm only sixteen."

"..."

This is Nima Sixteen?

When I was thirty-six, I was not as old as you!

Wu Chongyun also knew that his appearance was easily misunderstood, so even if Chen Feng looked surprised, he didn't really care.

He just pointed at Chen Feng's restless hand with some curiosity.

"By the way, why is your hand always drawing the sword?"

Chen Feng smiled awkwardly and said: "Cultivation, a kind of practice."

"It's also because you don't have any cultivation. Otherwise, if you meet some monks on the road who are being hunted and are nervous, they will kill you first as soon as you draw your sword in front of them." Wu Zhongyun reminded.

"Ah, thank you for reminding me."

It seems that you can no longer brush up your skill proficiency on the road in the future, Chen Feng thought.

But now his hand still hasn't stopped.

After all, although what Wu Chongyun said was very likely to happen, it would happen in the city or other places, not here.

He wants to get 100% Empty-Handed Catching a White Blade to level 2, changing from a single skill to a group skill.

Wu Chongyun turned around and stopped talking, and Chen Feng didn't ask him for more questions. After all, he didn't seem to be a talkative person and could easily annoy people.

When I get admitted to the Qingyun Sect, I will have plenty of time to inquire.

Soon it was their turn.

Wu Chongyun sat on the stool, put his hand on the long table and asked the middle-aged scribe to take his pulse.

The middle-aged scribe closed his eyes and felt it, then nodded with satisfaction.

"The twelve meridians are strong, the eight meridians are smooth and wide, the foundation is excellent, and there is some cultivation."

Wu Zhongyun said: "Sixth Grade martial arts, Qi Refining third level..."

"Not bad, not bad, let's go in."

"Thank you, senior."

Wu Chongyun stood up, crossed his arms and saluted, then walked to the side, as if he wanted to wait for Chen Feng to come with him.

Chen Feng sat down with a smile and put his hands on the table.

"Senior, thank you for your work."

The middle-aged scribe smiled, raised his hand and placed it on Chen Fengmai and began to whistle.

Then he frowned.

Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat, couldn't he? His illness... Oh no, is his foundation very poor?

The middle-aged scribe opened his eyes and said: "The twelve meridians are weak and the five meridians are blocked. The foundation is very poor. Let's go down the mountain."

"..."

Chen Feng was a little stunned. Did I get a useless script?

"Senior, can you be accommodating? I don't have any thoughts in this life, I just want to go up the mountain to practice."

The middle-aged scribe said: "You should be from an ordinary family and have not received any basic training since childhood, right?"

Chen Feng said confidently: "Yes, I feel that as long as I am given a chance to practice, I will be able to soar into the sky."

The middle-aged scribe had already seen through everything: "Outer disciples need to pay tuition of one thousand Spirit Stones every year."

"..."

Good guys, why don't you go and grab it? !

One thousand Spirit Stones are equal to one thousand taels of gold, which is twelve million soft girl coins...

Twelve million a year in tuition? !

Chen Feng stood up and bowed directly.

"Excuse me, take my leave."

[Laughing to death, Immortal Cultivation World is more real than modern society. ]

[Poverty is indeed the original sin everywhere. ]

[Führer: Failed, is Brother Feng going to do something big? ]

Chen Feng walked to the fork in the road with a gloomy face, and then his eyes lit up.

"Brothers, I think the White Bird Sect, which has both singing and dancing, is suitable for me."

[Hahaha, I just said it! ]

[Brother Feng, are you trying to laugh me to death? ]

[It smells so good! ]

[King Realm Ze~]

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