Martial Inverse

Wang Yunchao, as a disciple of the Inner Sect of Yuhua Shenzong, to be honest, from the bottom of his heart, he doesn't like Feng Hao.

So what if it's the legendary Ascender?

In his opinion, this is also an inferior lower god.

The way Feng Hao jumped up just now was so chic that Wang Yunchao couldn't help being jealous, because now in the Xuanxian Ancestral Realm, only the high-ranking Martial Gods can fly.

Although Feng Hao couldn't fly, but the slight leap just now still had a taste of flying in the void.

Feng Hao waved his hands to Jin Hao and his group of gold-armored soldiers. Before they drank and chatted, Feng Hao had a lot of emotions.

The Xuanxian Ancestral Realm is more dense than the Golden Immortal Realm. If you are not a disciple of the Inner Sect, it is impossible for future generations to enter the Inner Sect.

Even if a talented outer sect disciple entered the inner sect, it would take tens of thousands of years for such a disciple to appear.

As a disciple of the inner sect, he gives priority to various resources, and his cultivation speed is faster than that of the disciples of the outer sect. It can be said that each generation is getting stronger.

Feng Hao couldn't help sighing, the gap got bigger as time passed, Jin Hao and the others wanted to turn around, it was too difficult!

"I heard from my uncle that the Golden Immortal Realm is a very beautiful place. Is there such beauty as the Neizong of the Ascension Shenzong?" Wang Yunchao said proudly.

"I have never been to the Ascension God Sect."

Feng Hao thought it was funny, this Wang Yunchao wanted to prove that he was superior to others, and he said that he was the Neizong, and the entire Yuhua Shenzong was opened by his family.

Wang Yunchao was stunned for a moment, and then said contemptuously: "I'll go later, don't be scared, but... you bumpkin, you are destined to only see Neizong once in your life."

Feng Hao went to Yuhua Shenzong this time, because he was an ascendant who appeared in the territory of Yuhua Shenzong for thousands of years.

Many elders of the sect, including the deputy suzerain, are interested in Feng Hao.

So this time, Feng Hao has to go to the inner sect first to meet the deputy suzerain and many elders, and the suzerain is in seclusion, so this matter is decided by the elders and the deputy suzerain.

It just so happened that Wang Yunchao's uncles were all elders of the Zongmen's Elder's Pavilion, and they would definitely not want to have one more person to compete with their nephews for resources.

A chill flashed across Feng Hao's eyes,

But his expression was very calm, and he said, "Really? I don't think so!"

"Ha ha!"

Wang Yunchao smiled and said: "I really don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, a child from the Outer Sect can crush you, believe it or not? People in the Xuanxian Ancestral Realm are born to be Martial Gods.

I know that you are a first-class powerhouse in the Golden Immortal Realm, which is why you were able to rise to the top, but in the Xuanxian Ancestral Realm, you are at the bottom, not even a middle god is qualified to enter the Inner Sect, let alone you! "

Feng Hao fell silent, he had no interest in chatting with Wang Yunchao at all.

On the contrary, it was Jin Hao and the soldiers who were stationed in Juxian Castle. Feng Hao felt that they were very real, and the chat was relatively easy.

The flying beast carried Wang Yunchao and Feng Hao to Yuhua Shenzong.

From a distance, Feng Hao could see majestic and magnificent buildings and palaces among the mountains, where the white mist rose, which was a bit of the beauty of a fairyland.

Seeing this scene, Feng Hao felt a little bit that he had ascended to the wrong place.

If all of them are in the same environment as Juxian Castle, then this Xuanxian Ancestral Realm is probably dead in name...

"Did you see that beautiful place is the Inner Sect of Yuhua Shenzong?" Wang Yunchao said proudly.

"This is Neizong?"

Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, just now he thought this was the outer sect of Yuhua Shenzong, because it already had almost the appearance of the Golden Immortal Realm, but who knew it was the inner sect.

Compared with the Golden Immortal Realm, it is slightly inferior.

However, Feng Hao felt that the immortal energy contained in the Inner Sect of the Yuhua Shenzong was still strong enough, and it was night, without the rays of the nine suns.

The air is very fresh and there is no burning sensation.

At this time, Feng Hao also discovered that the palace of Neizong was brightly lit, as if the people of Yuhua Shenzong were on duty at night.

Boom! Boom!

When Wang Yunchao returned from driving the flying beast, disciples in black armor beat drums to welcome the beast at the resting place outside the palace.

At this time, the elders and the deputy suzerain of the Yuhua Shenzong also took their positions in the inner suzerain hall, waiting for the ascendant to appear after tens of thousands of years.

They talked a lot, discussing how the Ascended Arrangement.

At this time, Wang Yunchao had already entered the main hall with Feng Hao.

Feng Hao followed behind Wang Yunchao, his eyes fell on the twelve elders and an old man who was the deputy suzerain in the main hall.

They are also looking at Feng Hao one by one.

Upon closer inspection, they found that they were no different from people from the Xuanxian Ancestral Realm.

"Is this the Ascender who ascended to Juxian Castle?"

One of the mustache elders asked directly.

Wang Yunchao knelt on one knee and said: "Disciple Wang Yunchao has met all the elders, suzerain! Just as Elder Fu saw, he is the ascendant who ascended to Juxian Castle, named Fenghao."

"Ok!"

At this time, the elders and the deputy suzerain approached Feng Hao. They had never seen an ascender, and some even reached out to touch him.

"..."

The corners of Feng Hao's mouth twitched slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Don't be like this, elders!"

"Uh!"

All the elders suddenly felt embarrassed. Anyway, they touched them just now, and they seemed to be no different from them.

It's just weaker.

The deputy suzerain of Yuhua Shenzong is named Chu Tiannan, he is a gray-haired old man, his cultivation is as high as the sky, everyone can't see anything when they look at Feng Hao.

But he found that... Feng Hao is very friendly with the air of heaven and earth, and he has the temperament of a superior person in every gesture.

Chu Tiannan was silent for a moment, looked at the other twelve elders, and said: "Since Feng Hao is a newly ascended disciple, it is rare to see him in tens of thousands of years. I suggest that he practice in the inner sect! What do you think, elders?"

Several elders who had a good relationship with Chu Tiannan immediately nodded their approval.

However... more than half of the elders lost their temper at this time.

One of the elders said: "How is this possible? The number of disciples of the Inner Sect is too rare and rare. There may be one qualification for decades or hundreds of years."

"Yes, and there are still thirty-seven people queuing up for this year's Inner Sect disciple quota. Feng Hao is certainly an Ascendant, but after all, it is the lower realm, not enough to become an Inner Sect disciple."

"..."

Many elders also suggested that Feng Hao should practice in the outer sect for ten to half years, and then arrange to enter the inner sect according to his talent.

Wang Yunchao was secretly proud of himself.

The elders who opposed were all close friends with their Wang family, how could they agree with Feng Hao to become a disciple of the inner sect.

But at this moment, the deputy suzerain Chu Tiannan looked at Feng Hao seriously and said, "Feng Hao, do you want to be a disciple of the inner sect or an outer sect?"

"metropolitan!"

"metropolitan!"

Those elders who objected cried out in surprise at that time, how could they ask such a question, all fools know that they must choose the inner sect.

Feng Hao thought for a while and asked, "The suzerain thinks, should I choose the inner sect or the outer sect?"