"Such a demonic disciple will never allow forces outside the Zhengyang Gate. ”

In just an instant, this blue-robed elder of the inner gate had a decision.

Receive, must receive.

Even if the origin of this son is unknown, just with this peerless talent, it is worth the risk of Zhengyangmen, as for the conspiracy, the spies of other forces, there is such a stupid sect, and the disciples with such strong talents are sent out as spies?

Not to mention, a disciple with such a strong talent can be cultivated well, wouldn't it be better, send it out, add infinite variables, and when the time comes, it will be gone, and it will be too late to cry.

"Elder Yang, what do you see?"

Deacon Xiao from the registration office asked.

The old man in the green robe, the elder surnamed Yang smiled with his beard: "Okay, such a talent, you can enter the door of my Zhengyang Gate, in my Zhengyang Gate, those who have not reached the Heavenly Immortals are all miscellaneous servants, the Heavenly Immortals are the outer disciples, and the Golden Immortals are the inner disciples, you have a good talent, but don't be arrogant, stay in the Inner Gate for a while, after being promoted to the Xuan Immortal, you will be qualified to become a true disciple of Yifeng, and you will be on an equal footing with the old man, and you can even worship under the Immortal Elder Sect, you understand." ”

"Understood. ”

Yang Fan was not surprised or pleased, and responded indifferently.

It also made this Elder Yang, Deacon Xiao feel extraordinary, thinking that he was neither arrogant nor humble, and his temperament was calm, and he would become a great weapon in the future.

"Yes, yes, come with me. ”

Elder Yang smiled with satisfaction, and then took Yang Fan and walked towards the inner disciple courtyard of Zhengyang Gate.

He is an elder of the inner gate, and he has the authority to directly grant Yang Fan the status of an inner disciple, and similarly, Yang Fan's outstanding talent will also be reported to the top level.

At that time, as long as he can pass the observation period of the first three months, this Ye Bai under Yang Fan's pseudonym may get the attention of a large number of Zhengyangmen elders, and may even alarm the three saints.

If that's the case. Whether it is Elder Yang or Deacon Xiao, they will all be commended by the upper echelons.

"Zhengyangmen is different from ordinary sects, in the door, disciples can't help fighting, so if you don't low-key and forbearance, no one can be offended, pretend to be a grandson, or stand up and raise the banner. Gather other disciples and establish a force, of course, you have to learn from others to be mediocre, and it is okay to join the existing forces, or, if you want to become a lone ranger, as long as the strength is strong, Elder Ben has no opinion. It's just that you have to know that people who don't have someone to help them are destined to become a big thing. ”

While leading Yang Fan into the courtyard of the inner disciples. Elder Yang introduced himself to Yang Fan.

It's just that Yang Fan didn't have any response.

This made Elder Yang sigh in his heart, but he didn't mean to be angry at all.

Because he knows. This is the character of this genius called Ye Bai, and he doesn't really care about his own words.

That's it. After taking Yang Fan to complete the identity token of the inner disciple and receiving all the relevant benefits, Elder Yang left in a hurry and reported the matter to the Council of Elders.

And Yang Fan also breathed a sigh of relief.

"The disciples of Zhengyangmen are divided into four classes, miscellaneous servants, outer doors, inner doors, true traditions, miscellaneous disciples, as the name suggests, in fact, they are miscellaneous servants, there are extremely large numbers, there are millions of people, all of them are innocent, talented teenagers, among these people, only by breaking through to the heavenly immortals, can they become outer disciples, and outer disciples are also the real official disciples of Zhengyangmen, these people do not need to do miscellaneous labor, they can obtain all kinds of cultivation resources, but, far inferior to the inner disciples, even the residence, is also a courtyard of several people, it can be said that it is the most fierce place to fight, the strong, can wantonly trample on the weak, snatch the resources issued by the sect, the quantity, There are also nearly a million, as for the inner gate where I am now, the competition is also very fierce, but the number is much less, the entire Zhengyang Gate, there are only about 30,000, and the higher level of true disciples, there are even fewer, less than a thousand. ”

Yang Fan briefly analyzed the information he had received from Elder Yang, as well as the news he had heard along the way, and began to understand what kind of situation he was in now.

The reason why he retained his strength and only revealed the strength of the sixth order of the Golden Immortal was because the inner disciples were not as eye-catching as the true disciples, and even if Yang Fan showed the cultivation of the Xuan Immortals, he might not be able to become a true disciple.

Because, every true disciple is an existence favored by the elders of the Council of Elders, and even by the sect master, the three saint-level Supreme Elders, they will be named true disciples.

This is also why there are so few true disciples.

There are many Xuan Immortals in Zhengyangmen, but who can become a true disciple is not gifted and has the hope of becoming an immortal, or even a saint.

Although this hope is a little slim, it is the bottom line of becoming a true disciple.

The current Yang Fan, no, is Ye Bai, and naturally has this bottom line.

In Yang Fan's news, he knew that among the Zhengyang Sect, there were not many sword cultivation elders, and even among the three major saints, there was also a strong sword master.

Therefore, Yang Fan felt that if he could worship under such a strong man, then both his status and authority would be greatly improved.

When the time comes, it will be easier to find out Liu Qingling.

It's just that what Yang Fan didn't know was that his arrival had already attracted the attention of the high-level officials of Zhengyangmen, and among them, there was the disciple of the kendo saint he wanted to worship.

"The Man of Destiny has finally arrived. ”

In the Zhengyang Gate, in a secret place where no one can go, a young man in a white robe said lightly.

His gaze was as deep as a sword light, and it seemed that he could easily smash everything to pieces.

"You feel it, too. ”

Almost at the same time, another figure appeared out of thin air.

This person, middle-aged, is dressed in an ordinary green robe, which seems to be very similar to the green robe of the elders of the inner gate, but it is embroidered with strips of gold edges, which looks much more gorgeous.

"Yes, here he is. ”

The one who speaks, it's another person.

This person is burly, the tallest, wearing a purple robe, also embroidered with gold edges, looking extremely domineering and domineering.

"Now that it's here, then the bureau can begin. ”

The young man in the white robe said lightly.

"Yes, Senior Brother Jian is right. ”

The middle-aged man in the green robe responded.

The domineering purple-robed man did not answer, but there was a trace of solemnity on his face.

"The Son of Destiny should also be born. ”

After a long time, the purple-robed man said.

The white-robed young man smiled slightly: "It's okay, it's okay to wait, and let this person of destiny see how his child is born, which is more interesting." ”

As soon as these words came out, the purple-robed man frowned, and finally nodded: "Senior Brother Sword's decree." ”

Then, the purple-robed man and the blue-robed middle-aged man all disappeared.

Only the young man in the white robe was left, looking at the void with deep meaning, there, if Yang Fan was here, he would definitely be able to see through the void, look directly at the essence, and see inside, a soft woman was suffering some kind of inexplicable pain.

Amazingly, it's Liu Qingling!(To be continued......)