Chapter 32 Named Disciple

Looking at Mu Feng's confused eyes, the old man answered, "Little guy, this is Qiu Shuizong."

"Qiu Shuizong? Did you bring me here?" The wind is puzzled.

"I brought you here. At that time, you were already in a coma."

"What about the other man with me? Why didn't I see him?" Mu Feng asked the old man.

The old man took a look at Mu Feng and said, "He has been sent down the mountain. Don't worry."

Mu Feng didn't say anything more when he heard the old man's words. At least he is safe. As for why he was sent down the mountain, it is likely to be related to the rules of Qiushuizong. People who are not recognized by Qiushuizong cannot stay in Qiushuizong.

"I want to join Qiushuizong." After a moment of silence, Mu Feng said to the old man.

Hearing Mu Feng's words, the old man also smiled and said, "Today I came here to tell you about this. Qiu Shuizong, a potential young man, will never treat you badly." The old man paused for a moment and then said, "Tomorrow, you and I will go to Sanjie Hall."

"Three Commandments? What's that place?" Mu Feng asked puzzledly.

"It's nothing, it's just the usual place of the inner parliament." The old man said lightly.

The next day, Mu Feng was taken to a hall by the old man.

"Firehead, what the hell did you call us to Sanjietang early in the morning?" A slightly thin old man spoke first.

"I received a new disciple yesterday and came to the court today." The old man who brought Mu Feng replied in a loud voice.

"What?" Mu Feng was suspicious. When did he become his disciple? Obviously, the old man in front of him is self-indued.

Hearing the old man's words, the hall threw several glances at Mu Feng at the same time, and only heard the old man sitting in the middle seat of the main hall say, "Fire, last time you released so much energy on the cliff, I didn't settle with you. Today, you dare to cause us trouble." The speaker was the old man who tasted tea in the pavilion.

"Ha ha, elder, I was also excited for a while, so I forgot the rules in the clan. I must pay attention next time. But this disciple must be in my name. Although the old man's tone was not very serious, his attitude was extremely resolute.

"Let me think about it." The old man continued, "You only have two inner disciples now, but there is a gap with other elders. According to the regulations, it is understandable for you to ask the elders now." I only listened to the old man's words, "You should know that no one can enter casually. You brought back outsiders without the permission of the elder's seat?"

"It's just a few days late. Is it necessary?" The old man is also dissatisfied.

"Other, he can be your registered disciple during this period, but if you really want to be officially recognized by Qiu Shuizong as an inner disciple, it depends on his performance. Do you have any objection?" It's still the previous old man.

His face darkened slightly, and the fire said to the elder, "Will it be too difficult for him?"

"Little guy, since you aspire to become an inner disciple of Qiushui Sect, it's not difficult for you to have some simple competition, right?" This sentence was said by the elder to Mu Feng.

"I would like to hear more about it."

"Ha ha, the little guy is brave. Let Huotou tell you later."

Out of the Sanjie Hall, Mu Feng quietly followed the old man known as the head of fire. Without saying anything, Mu Feng also came to a unique courtyard under the leadership of the old man.

"Yi Qiu, Xiaofeng, come and meet your brother." The old man shouted in the courtyard.

Mu Feng only felt two breezes blowing from the side, and a man and a woman appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"It's so fast!" Mu Feng was shocked. Who are these people?

"Good master!" A man and a woman respectfully asked the old man.

"Oh, is the little guy quite handsome? He looks much better than my Xiaoyi." The woman looked at Mu Feng carefully, as if she had found a new continent.

"Good brother." The speaker was a man named Yi Qiu, a man who looked a little shy and didn't like to talk much.

"Let the little guy introduce himself." The old man said to Mu Feng.

"My name is Mu Feng. Nice to meet you two." Mu Feng said politely.

"Master, this is your new disciple. Why is there no news at all?" The woman acted coquettishly to the old man again.

"Xiaofeng, don't mess around." The old man continued, "It's a new collection, but now it's still a registered disciple." The old man also looked helpless when he said this. If he could bring out the disciples of seventh-level strength, he could also have so much trouble like other elders. Looking at a man and a woman in front of him, his name is Yi Qiu. He doesn't like to talk, but his cultivation is extremely hard, but his talent can only be regarded as medium. The woman's name is Xiaofeng, and his talent is said to be superior, but he is too playful, and he is not attentive enough to practice. After two years with him, his strength is in the sixth intermediate level. Accurate.

"Named disciple?" The woman also looked puzzled.

"It needs to go through a certain test. If you are qualified, you can officially become an inner disciple of Qiushui Sect, otherwise you can only leave here." The old man explained.

"How could this be? Which bastard decided." Hearing this, the woman was not happy. Finally, she waited for a handsome younger brother. If she didn't want to, she might lose it at any time.

The old man stared at the woman, and the woman was silent. The old man continued, "These days, you should take good care of him and familiarize him with some of the situations here." After saying this, the old man left.

"Handsome boy, with your little sister Feng covering you in Qiushuizong, no one dares to offend you." The woman patted her chest and assured Mu Feng, but this action was a little indecent.

"Thank you, sister, do you know what about the next test I'm going to do?" Mu Feng was puzzled. If these two didn't know, he had to go to the old man to ask him face to face at night.

"Xiao Yi, come and explain it to your younger brother." The woman looks like a big sister. Although the woman started later than the man, she never refused to pretend to be a sister. The man didn't mind.

"If I guess correctly, it should be a competition in half a month." The man thought for a moment and replied.

"Competition?"

"Oh, in fact, when each elder fills the corresponding disciple quota, if you like a disciple with good qualifications, you can temporarily accept it as a registered disciple." The man replied.

"This old man, I said he only had two places just now?" Mu Feng was surprised.

"That's not true, it's just that the master is old, and sometimes it's inevitable that he won't speak." It was a woman who answered the conversation, looking like she was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"Well, how many people will participate then? How can it be passed?" This is what Mu Feng is concerned about. The more opponents he has, the fewer chances he has to pass.

"It seems that I have heard that they are in the top three in each session, and I am not very clear about the specifics, because these are internal assessments and are not open to the public. As for the number of participants you mentioned, there are about 30 people.

Next, Mu Feng roughly visited Qiu Shuizong under the leadership of Xiaofeng and Yi Qiu. He said that the visit was actually a few times around his home, because many places were not allowed to enter. It was a private territory given by Zong Nei. If he entered without permission, he would be attacked.

Mu Feng was placed in a room in the Zhuang courtyard. At night, Mu Feng was also summoned down to the old man in front of the old man.

"Mu Feng, I called you this time for the assessment in half a month. I hope you must pass." The old man also seemed helpless when he said this. Although he knew that it was difficult, and some registered disciples would never be weaker than the formal inner disciples, when the old man looked at Mu Feng's thin face, why did he believe in his heart that the young man in front of him would bring miracles?

"I will." Even if the old man doesn't say it, Mufeng himself will try his best to fight for it, otherwise his previous efforts will be in vain, which is a heartfelt statement.

"If there is anything you don't understand or need these days, just come to me." After saying this, the old man let Mu Feng go back to his room.

"What's wrong with me?" Looking at Mu Feng's departure, the old man muttered. Maybe I haven't met a disciple who moved me for a long time, or maybe I'm too worried.

"Mufeng, Mufeng..." Mufeng, who was still in retreat, was disturbed by a knock on the door and opened the room. The person who came was Sister Xiaofeng, looking breathless.

"What's wrong? Sister Xiaofeng.

"Someone happened. I don't know what happened to the snowflake I raised today. I lay there and didn't move." Sister Xiaofeng said anxiously.

"Then take me to have a look." I really thought it was a big deal, but I didn't expect that it was just a warcraft she raised that was sick and Mu Feng was speechless.

A faint golden light penetrated out of Mufeng's body, gradually forming a faint halo on his right hand, and then Mufeng pulled the golden halo to penetrate into the body of the blizher.

"What's wrong with my Xiaoxue?" Seeing that Mu Feng hadn't spoken for a long time, Xiaofeng was also anxious.

"Is this...?" Mu Feng frowned and clearly felt a very special existence in the body of the snow beaver. This is a round object emitting light white light. Although I don't know what this is, it is definitely the reason that affects the normal physiology of the beaver.

"How's it going?" Sister Xiaofeng asked urgently.

"Your Xiaoxue may have accidentally eaten something that should not be eaten." Mu Feng said lightly.

"What should I do? Mu Feng, you are a good person. Save it quickly."

I didn't expect that Xiaofeng, who was so playful at ordinary times, showed another appearance at this moment, which surprised Mu Feng - women can't speculate with common sense.

"That's an unknown object emitting a faint white light. Let me try it." While talking, the golden light filled Mu Feng's right hand again, but this time it became brighter and brighter.

Sister Xiaofeng stood aside and quietly watched Mufeng's operation, and she didn't dare to breathe.