The clouds and mist were billowing, and the mountain terrace of the suspended fairy mountain was filled with people, thousands in number.
They were the direct disciples of the Lord of the Palace, and those who were not on missions were all here. , Xiao Cheng came relatively late.
When he landed on the mountain, thousands of men and women turned around and looked at this handsome and sinister face.
The expressions of many direct disciples changed.
Anyone who is not familiar with this face is Xiao Cheng, who was promoted to the tenth direct disciple.
This is a monk who can be called a demon.
He is very vengeful.
When he first came to the Zhengdaozang, he knocked him to the ground with the fighting body of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
Five or six years later, King Hongyun also suffered a big loss at his hands.
Officially becoming a personal disciple, he is the tenth ranked big shot.
Who dares to show hostility to such a monster monk?
Even though he was gnashing his teeth with hatred in his heart and jealous that Xiao Cheng would enjoy a high position after coming in, his face was still warm.
No noise is allowed in this place, so everyone bowed their hands to Xiao Cheng.
Although they didn't speak, their easy-going expressions were in place.
Xiao Cheng smiled and held his hands in front of the group of men and women.
From time to time, he glanced at the outstanding seniors among them.
The seniors were so angry that they gritted their teeth and secretly called him a villain, but they still responded with a smile on their face. smile.
The male disciples were unhappy about this, but they were afraid of Xiao Cheng's strength and could only remain calm.
Seeing Xiao Cheng winking at the woman he likes, he wanted to draw his sword and kill this beast.
However, Xiao Cheng was at the height of his power.
Except for those at the top, anyone who dared to openly offend could only swallow his breath and say no.
That's a lie.
Xiao Cheng suddenly saw an old acquaintance, standing in the crowd with the body of Ten Thousand Buddhas, looking at him coldly.
Xiao Cheng happily waved his hand to Rong Xia.
Everyone turned to look over, and when they saw Rong Xia's livid and twitching face, they burst into laughter almost at the same time.
Rong Xia was the first unlucky person that Xiao Cheng dealt with after entering Zhengdao Zang.
As for the combat battle that attracted a lot of attention, who didn't know the process?
They saw Xiao Cheng deliberately waving his hands to Rong Xia in front of everyone, with a smile on his face.
I can't help but feel funny as I look like I'm an adult and take the initiative to greet you regardless of the little people and monsters.
In full view of everyone, Rong Xia's face was on fire.
If there was a hole in front of him, he would definitely get in.
Xiao Cheng was scolded in his heart, and he had to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying.
He raised his hand and shook it twice in response. .
Xiao Cheng nodded with a smile, turned around, and stopped talking to Rong Xia.
Rong Xia breathed a sigh of relief.
"It is said that you have been reduced to less than a hundred.
Back then, you still had eighty-eight direct disciples.
Why have you been so disappointing in recent years?
I feel sorry for you."
Xiao Cheng's message fell into Rong Xia's ears.
Hearing this, Rong Xia trembled all over and fell to the ground gorgeously.
He got up after a while and signaled to the disciples around him who looked concerned that he had taken the wrong route and his feet were slippery.
People blinked suspiciously, but when they saw Xiao Cheng smiling happily on the other side, they all looked thoughtful.
At this time, in Xiao Cheng's eyes, Rong Xia was just a clown.
After teasing him, he walked forward indifferently.
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People automatically moved out of the way and allowed him to move forward.
Thousands of disciples are clearly divided into three major areas.
The closest to the altar that was built at an unknown time are ten chairs with dragon patterns and tiger shadows on them.
Nine of them have people sitting on them.
Nine of them can sit on them.
This is what makes them different.
These ten chairs are at the front and are the first area.
The second area is composed of disciples kneeling on futons.
There are about seventy or eighty of them.
They are undoubtedly the elite among the hundreds of disciples.
The quota is not full.
It seems that there are dozens of them performing tasks outside or in retreat. in status.
The remaining thousands of disciples were all standing, and Rong Xia was also standing among them.
There was no doubt that they were all disciples from a hundred outside.
To put it bluntly, they were not welcome.
In the Palace Master's mind, they were just making up numbers.
The three major regions became so clear that Xiao Cheng lamented that class and injustice were everywhere.
The road opened in the third area, and Xiao Cheng walked slowly.
When approaching the second area, the elites who were kneeling on the futons stood up at the same time.
No matter how much they hated Xiao Cheng in their hearts, they had to bow their hands politely and salute.
Xiao Cheng responded with a smile, and walked past the futon area.
He didn't see King Hongyun.
Apparently, Le Hongyun was facing the wall and thinking about his past.
The nine masters in the first area looked at each other and endured the unhappiness in their hearts.
They could only stand up and casually bowed their hands to Xiao Chenggong.
Since they were not allowed to talk casually, they did not speak.
These nine people are the important figures ranked one to nine among the direct disciples.
Xiao Cheng returned the gift solemnly and secretly looked at the nine masters.
Four women and five men, the last six exuding early stage demigod cultivation waves, are about to reach the peak of demigods.
The first three attracted Xiao Cheng's great attention.
The three of them were all at the peak of demigod cultivation.
The heavy pressure was condensed into their bodies, invisible, but it felt like they were seeing three sacred mountains, which were particularly terrifying. .
Xiao Cheng was horrified in his heart.
He really didn't expect that the academy was so powerful.
No wonder it could command the world.
It was so terrifying.
The top three masters were two men and one woman.
The third master was a lean man.
Xiao Cheng felt that he saw an unevolved Peking Man.
This man had prominent cheekbones and eyes as big as copper bells.
If he was covered with hair, , or, it is possessed by Sun Monkey.
Dou Zhan was this person's name.
His reputation in the academy was extremely loud, and his ruthless reputation made people fear him.
Xiao Cheng's eyes fell on the second master, his eyes lit up, he saw another stunning woman, he knew this woman's name.
Mulian Chu, the female disciple whom the palace master valued very much, was extremely talented and stunningly beautiful.
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Xiao Cheng's brows moved slightly, his admiration hidden, and he looked at the top master who was his direct disciple.
This man has a tall and majestic body.
With a height of two meters, he looks like a wall when he stands, and his face is sharp and angular.
Jiang Aotian, the heir to the Jiang family, the first aristocratic family in Huangjizhou, is the most powerful contender to be the successor to the palace master’s camp.
Withdrawing his gaze, Xiao Cheng glanced at the fourth-ranked white-faced boy and knew that his name was Luo Zhao, a peerless genius who was only one step away from being promoted to the pinnacle of demigods.
Huangjizhou is really full of talents.
With so many talented people gathered together, Xiao Cheng feels dazzled.
The top three masters who are direct disciples, with his current cultivation level, it is estimated that he is not a match.
Xiao Cheng didn't dare to look at him too much.
After he withdrew his gaze, he kept a smile on his face.
There was a sound of ding, and the palace master appeared in a purple-bottomed gold-patterned cloak.
He wore a purple jade crown on his head and a solemn look on his face.
He slowly climbed onto the altar.
All the disciples bowed to their master in unison.
Except when they knelt down to show their solemnity, bowing was enough at other times.
After the palace master sat down, he motioned for everyone to stand down.
Xiao Cheng sat on the chair with the nine masters, the elites of the second camp knelt on the futon, and the disciples of the third camp stood upright.
After the golden bell struck eighteen times and purple smoke rose from the incense burner, the palace master began
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