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Chen Feng saw that on the way to Bailu Villa, everyone was carrying musical instruments, so he bought a guitar from the system store and carried it on his back.

It's just that his back and temperament are still incompatible with the people around him.

There was no long table for qualification checking at the entrance of Bailu Villa, which made Chen Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

However, he was not sure about the specific process and thought it would be safer to ask someone in advance to avoid being persuaded to withdraw by the sky-high tuition fees later.

He looked around, and soon his eyes locked on an elegant young man who was a bit handsome but also a loner.

“Brother, may I ask what the assessment process for this White Bird Sect is?”

"Um? You didn't know and you came to take the assessment?"

Mochou looked at Chen Feng in astonishment, as if he saw a weirdo who had forgotten whether he was a liberal arts or science major in the college entrance examination.

Chen Feng held his hands in embarrassment.

"Ahem, please give me some advice."

Mochou felt a little funny, but still said with his hands behind his back: "White Bird Sect recruits two types of disciples, one is one with good qualifications who can sing and dance well, and the other is those with poor qualifications but can compose songs and dances."

"Both of them need to show their singing and dancing abilities first, and then check their qualifications to decide which side to go to."

"Do I need to pay tuition?" Chen Feng asked.

Mochou was stunned, and after looking at Chen Feng again, he said: "In the first three years, five hundred Spirit Stones are needed every year. If the Spirit Stones are not enough, White Bird Sect supports making up for the debt with merit."

"Creating good songs and dances can be worth the Spirit Stone, and performing at the song and dance park where White Bird Sect belongs can also be worth the Spirit Stone."

"Wonderful~"

Chen Feng's eyes instantly lit up. White Bird Sect was indeed the most suitable for a poor student like him.

[Good guy, I’m working part-time and studying part-time. ]

[Novel about cultivating immortals is indeed a lie. Beginners actually have to pay tuition fees. Damn it! ]

[This is actually normal. Both the sect elders and inner sect disciples need to pay wages. The Spirit Stone is a consumable. If we don’t squeeze a little bit from the newcomers, the sect will not go bankrupt just by mining? ]

[This also directly eliminates those Dharma couples who are wealthy and lack money. How can they become immortals if they don’t have money? Do all resources depend on grabbing? ]

[It’s more like a class monopoly. ]

[So the real Immortal Cultivation World is more realistic and cruel than real society. ]

[Laughing so hard, Brother Feng plans to sing "There's Only Mom in the World" later, okay? ]

[Good guy, I hit the sect elder’s stomach on the spot, and the ashes were scattered. ]

[Ha ha ha ha. ]

Chen Feng was speechless. Is he the kind of person who seeks death?

If there weren't a lot of people around, he would have to make two sentences.

At this time, Chen Feng had followed others to a courtyard.

When entering the courtyard, a disciple of Egret in white uniform will hand each person a wooden sign.

Chen Feng's wooden sign is sixty-nine, while Mochou's wooden sign is sixty-eight.

In the attic on one side of the courtyard, four White Bird Sect monks who looked like judges were sitting on it, drinking wine and enjoying the songs and dances of the candidates on the stage below.

When the other party finishes, the disciple next to them will look at their faces and declare whether they have passed or not.

Chen Feng followed Mochou to the side of the courtyard, saw an empty bench in the corridor and sat down.

To be honest, he really couldn't appreciate the people singing here. It felt like listening to a play, and he still couldn't understand a sentence for a long time.

But dancing is different.

There is no difference in appearance or figure among the ladies in the cultivation world.

Hehe, that’s really cool~

White Bird Sect is indeed destined for me.

In the live broadcast room, the audience also enjoyed watching it very much.

[I just said White Bird Sect is good. Look, isn’t this alone enough? ]

[Enough is enough, Brother Feng must pass the exam, otherwise he will be dismissed immediately. ]

[Brother Feng, promise me you will never fall in love with these young ladies. ]

[I can smell your lemon scent even from hundreds of miles away. ]

[Brother Xiaofeng, wuwu, I suddenly realized that I am so ugly. ]

[Good guy, I'm trying to fix my sister's lack of confidence. ]

[I am almost tired of aesthetics. ]

[I want to say that the number of followers of Brother Feng is soaring like a rocket, and will it exceed 100,000 in the blink of an eye? ]

[Good guys, if you don’t believe me when I talk about cultivating immortals, why don’t you come uninvited when a young lady dances! ]

[Brother Feng, look, this is the traffic password! ]

Chen Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes. If there weren't so many people around, he would have scolded these vulgar spectators who came to dance with the young lady.

But forget it, this wave of traffic and attention is so delicious.

When the red-shaded sister with a big rabbit finished her dance, the White Bird Sect disciple in the attic announced: "Failed, eliminated."

"Why?!"

The elder sister in red gauze asked very unconvincedly.

Chen Feng nodded in agreement, but he was not convinced either.

In the live broadcast room, the audience was even more dissatisfied than Sister Hongsha.

[Yes, why? ]

[Her two rabbits obviously jump so well. ]

[The judges showed no artistic talent at first glance. ]

[Yeah, haven’t you seen art that big and round? No, I'll do it! ]

[Looking back and forth, she is the best dancer, but after watching it, I don’t know what the meaning of Daoist is? ]

[I am still hesitating, some people have already finished. ]

[Typing with both hands to show innocence. ]

"Good guys...it has to be you."

Chen Feng couldn't help but murmured in his heart.

Sitting on the third seat in the attic, a beauty with a face like a hibiscus, eyebrows like willows, skin like snow, and black hair pulled into a beautiful bun spoke.

"What White Bird Sect needs is arty singing and dancing, not something as vulgar as Brothel Girls."

This person is Hua Yuerong, one of the five peak masters of the White Bird Sect.

Si Hongxiu was so angry that her teeth were itching. She couldn't dance anymore.

She wanted to refute, but feeling Hua Yuerong's faint pressure, she could only swallow her words.

With eyes red and aggrieved, he walked off the stage.

"Okay, next one."

Chen Feng felt that Si Hongxiu was wronged because her dancing was not really very beautiful.

Maybe it's because she has such a good figure. This gourd-shaped figure with European and American proportions makes people feel very gaudy and vulgar no matter what kind of dance she dances.

Chen Feng thinks that even if she doesn't dance, her voice is quite good, with a kind of rustling free and easy feeling like Su Xingjie.

He saw Si Hongxiu leaving the courtyard and there were still more than twenty people before it was his turn, so he followed him out.

"Girl, please stay."

Si Hongxiu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then slowly turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "I think you can dance quite well."

Si Hongxiu was stunned for a moment, feeling a little better, and said, "Thank you."

Chen Feng then asked: "Can you sing or play a musical instrument?"

Si Hongxiu nodded: "Everyone will."

Chen Feng smiled again, and the meeting was easy to handle.

"If you believe me, go to the Yuelai Inn in the city and wait for me. I will give you a song and try it tomorrow."

Si Hongxiu looked at Chen Feng with complicated eyes, "Why do you want to help me?"

Chen Feng thought for a while and then said: "It depends on what you like."

After all, during the time she danced, Chen Feng gained more than 50,000 followers, which was almost 100,000.

Si Hongxiu narrowed her peach blossom eyes, "Are you greedy for my body?"

Chen Feng was speechless, "Girl, you're obsessed."

Si Hongxiu couldn't help but laugh, thinking that Chen Feng was very interesting.

"Thank you, I will wait for you at the inn."