In the evening.
Ling Xiao’s first test finally came to an end.
The crowd was talking and then gradually dispersed.
In previous Lingxiao preliminary exams, the first place winner always received great attention and discussion.
But this time, the limelight was stolen by a disciple ranked sixth.
All the disciples were puzzled.
The great martial artists from each branch were also puzzled.
How did a disciple who ranked sixth in the overall list and only had the cultivation level of a mid-level martial artist defeat the others and become a personal disciple
They couldn't even accept becoming an inner disciple, let alone a direct disciple.
And those inner disciples who came to watch the competition were even more confused and unwilling.
They have worked hard for so many years to obtain the status of inner disciples. If they want to become personal disciples, they need to go through various tests. How come a newly-initiated outer disciple suddenly obtains the status of personal disciple that they may never be able to earn in their entire lives
Everyone's suspicion, doubt, anger, etc. instantly pushed Luo Qingzhou to the forefront.
Just as Sun Jiang was about to take him away, a disciple hurried over and whispered, "Uncle Sun, the sect master has asked you to take Junior Brother Chu to the main hall."
Upon hearing this, Sun Jiang nodded and hurriedly left with Luo Qingzhou.
In the stands, everyone stood up and left.
Luo Changtian still stood there, looking at the figure, with the same puzzled expression on his face.
Luo Qingzhou followed Sun Jiang and the disciple. Just as he walked some distance, he suddenly saw a familiar figure standing on the roadside not far away, staring at him in a daze.
Luo Qingzhou pointed ahead, indicating that he was busy.
Nangong Meijiao stood there, motionless, and did not come over to talk to him. The look in her eyes when she looked at him seemed a little strange.
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, caught up with Sun Jiang, and whispered: "Master, I'm going to talk to my friends and will be here soon."
After saying that, he immediately ran to the side of the road.
Sun Jiang stopped where he was, looked at the figure not far away, and was stunned for a moment.
Luo Qingzhou came closer and whispered, "Princess, I have something to do now. I have to go to the palace. I will explain to you when I come back. I didn't mean to lie to you."
Nangong Meijiao looked at him expressionlessly without saying a word, turned around, and walked away quickly, her back looking cold and lonely.
Luo Qingzhou froze where he was, hesitated for a moment, did not chase her, turned around and went back, deciding to coax her when he came back.
The most important thing for him now is to obtain the status of an inner disciple.
This is his amulet, and also the amulet of the entire Qin family.
With this identity, he will have more time to prepare, more resources to practice, the opportunity to avenge his mother, and protect himself and the Qin family.
When Sun Jiang saw him come back, although he was confused, he didn't ask any more questions.
Led by the disciple, the two quickly walked across the stone bridge and arrived at the main hall of the main peak.
In the main hall, the five peak masters had already gathered there.
At the same time, on the top chair, Fairy Zixia in a red dress was also sitting there.
After Luo Qingzhou entered, the first person he looked at was naturally the woman in green—Linghu Qingzhu, whom he had just called "Master" last night.
Linghu Qingzhu was also looking at him with a cold expression. When he looked at her, a light flashed in her eyes, as if indicating something.
Sun Jiang bowed his head.
Mo Jiufeng of Beiwang Peak waved his hand and said, "Nephew Sun, please go down first. We will talk to this disciple of yours."
Sun Jiang immediately retreated respectfully.
Luo Qingzhou stood in the main hall, and seeing the five old men looking at him eagerly, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Mo Jiufeng walked up to him, suddenly raised his fist, and hit him in the chest with a "bang"!
There was no warning when he attacked, his movements were as fast as lightning, and his punches were extremely ferocious!
Luo Qingzhou's heart trembled. Before he could react, he immediately raised his fist and rushed forward with a "bang"!
“Swish!”
A thick streak of lightning appeared!
A loud bang!
Luo Qingzhou's body was shocked, and he took a few steps back. He put his right foot on the door railing before stopping.
Sun Jiang, who was standing respectfully in the corridor, was startled when he heard the noise and hurried to the door to check.
Luo Qingzhou's arms were numb and his fists were burning. He looked at the tall and thin old man in front of him with horror.
Mo Jiufeng put away his fist, and suddenly burst into laughter, saying with a smug look on his face: "I knew that this kid must have hidden his strength in the ring. Did you see that? Not only did he catch the punch just now, but he also stood firm. Even if he is a disciple in the late stage of martial arts, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy, right?"
Another old man with a big face said in astonishment, "Good boy, I really underestimated you! But you are only at the middle stage of martial arts, how come your strength and speed are stronger than those at the late stage of martial arts?"
A short old man walked out and twirled his beard, saying, "Yes, you are indeed the disciple I have chosen. Chu Feiyang, I am Shi Tian, the master of Chaoyang Peak. Like you, I also practice boxing. Are you willing to come to Chaoyang Peak and become my last disciple? I can guarantee that you can use all the training resources of Chaoyang Peak at will in the future, and I will also teach you the skills myself."
"Old bastard! Don't be so arrogant! You just accepted an inner disciple at Chaoyang Peak, and you want to accept another personal disciple. Do you think we don't exist?"
At this time, another dishevelled old man walked out, glared at him, then smiled at the young man in front of him and said, "My beloved disciple, follow me. I am You Xianshu, the head of Qingyun Peak, and I practice both martial arts and soul cultivation. If you like to cultivate martial arts, I will teach you. If you like to cultivate the soul, I will teach you! Have you heard of flying swords? Hehe, you don't need to hold the sword in your hands. With a thought, you can kill the enemy thousands of miles away!"
After saying that, he moved his fingers, and with a "huh" sound, a three-inch long flying sword suddenly appeared, swirled around him, and then flew up to the sky above the hall. After circling a few times, it flew out of the gate again, and then with another "huh" sound, it flew in from outside the gate.
Then he said proudly: "See? Isn't my flying sword very cool? If you learn it, you can easily pick up girls when you go out. Rich daughters, noble beauties, and the girls next door, you only need to show this skill in front of them, and they will definitely regard you as a god and kneel down to beg you..."
"Shut up old Snakeskin!"
Mo Jiufeng suddenly interrupted him and said angrily: "The Sect Master is here, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will cut off your tongue!"
Youxuanshu coughed and closed his mouth.
Mo Jiufeng snorted coldly, looked at the young man in front of him and said, "Not everyone is suitable for cultivating the soul. If a warrior cultivates the soul, it may delay his original future in martial arts. Moreover, he has cultivated his soul for most of his life, and he has only cultivated it to the middle stage of the soul refining realm. What bullshit is that with a single thought, he can kill the enemy thousands of miles away? His flying sword can't even reach the stone bridge outside. If he encounters a powerful warrior, he will be knocked away with one punch. Don't listen to his nonsense. Just practice martial arts, don't be distracted."
Then he smiled and said, "I am Mo Jiufeng from Beiwang Peak. I know all kinds of martial arts, including fist and kick techniques, sword techniques, and everything else. Also, on my Beiwang Peak, there is also a Dan Lian Peak with all kinds of cultivation resources. I will give you as many as you want. Feiyang, I have only accepted five disciples in my life, and now I want to accept you as my last disciple. When you go to the peak, you will be the sixth, six six six, awesome, awesome, don't you think that's auspicious? Also, if you have any requests, you can tell me. As long as I can do it, I will definitely satisfy you."
Luo Qingzhou looked at the old men with expectant faces, and then he understood.
This is trying to snatch him as his personal disciple!
The only peak master who remained silent was now looking at him coldly.
At this time, Fairy Zixia, who was sitting on a chair, said, "Qingzhu, everyone has sent out invitations and stated the conditions they can offer. What about you?"
Everyone's eyes turned to the woman in green with a cold expression.
Linghu Qingzhu paused, looked at the young man below the stage, and said calmly: "Everything in my Sword Peak can be given to him, including my position as Peak Master."
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the other peak masters changed.
They all have their own outstanding disciples, so naturally they dare not say this. After all, this young man has just entered the sect. Even if he has talent and prospects, he still needs to be observed for a few years. How can they promise him the position of peak master in the future
"Peak Master Linghu, do you think the position of Peak Master of our Lingxiao Sect is a joke? Can you give it to me just like that?"
Mo Jiutian's face suddenly darkened.
Several other old men also began to criticize.
It's really hateful not to play by the rules.
Linghu Qingzhu did not respond to them. He still looked at the young man in the audience and said, "Chu Feiyang, who do you choose?"
Luo Qingzhou saw the sword flashing in her eyes and was about to speak, but Mo Jiutian suddenly blocked his gaze and snorted, "Master Linghu, what do you mean by this? Don't you feel ashamed to scare a junior with sword intent?"
You Youshu also sneered: "Master Linghu, you are not going to use your soul-shaking and soul-sucking skills again, are you? You are not the only one cultivating souls here! You are only at the initial stage of the Spirit Refining Realm, and you dare to play tricks in front of me?"
The short old man named Shi Tian immediately stood on the other side of Luo Qingzhou, his robes fluttering, and said murderously: "My beloved disciple, don't be afraid. As long as I am here, no one can hurt you!"
"Get lost! You old bastard! You have no shame! People haven't even chosen you yet, don't you want to lose face?"
The big-faced old man immediately started cursing.
Linghu Qingzhu looked at the men, a sword light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Then let's solve it by force. Whoever wins can take him away."
As soon as these words came out, Mo Jiutian and the others immediately said, "Great! That's exactly what I meant!"
"Humph, you are just a junior, how can I be afraid of you!"
"So what if you practice dual martial arts and soul cultivation? So what if you practice Uncle Master's Qingming Sword Technique? I am not afraid of you!"
Several old men immediately sharpened their fists, ready to fight.
At this moment, Fairy Zixia, who was sitting on a chair, suddenly stood up and said, "Peak masters, please do not resort to violence. Today we have guests from various sects visiting us, and new disciples joining us. This is a happy occasion, so why make it unpleasant? If other sects and the court knew that the five peak masters of our sect fought here for a disciple, wouldn't it be a joke? We are all from the same sect. No matter who accepts this disciple, it will be a blessing for the sect. There is no need to fight to the point of bloodshed."
After hearing this, several people had to restrain their momentum.
Mo Jiufeng bowed and said, "Sect Master, in your opinion, who should this disciple belong to? He has just entered the sect and does not know much about our various peaks. If we let him choose on his own, it will definitely not be appropriate."
The other three old men also nodded.
Fairy Zixia said calmly, "What Master Mo said is right. If we let him choose by himself, it would be a little inappropriate."
Linghu Qingzhu, who was standing next to her, glanced at her.
Fairy Zixia frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said with a serious face: "So, no matter who he gives it to today, you will definitely not accept it. In order to avoid further disputes, this sect master has decided to let him follow me first. After he has a thorough understanding of your peaks, he will be allowed to make his own choice. What do you think, peak masters?"
Mo Jiufeng: “…”
Other peak masters: “…”
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
Sun Jiang outside the door: "..."
Only Linghu Qingzhu, who was standing aside, had not changed his expression and still had a cold look on his face.