Chapter 888: The 4th Generation of Senior Sisters, Entry Assessment, 1 Trick Second

The main hall.

Ye Feng was sitting on the main seat, with the sect roster spread out in front of him, holding a brush, and carefully writing Xia Wenwen's information.

Snapped!

As Ye Feng put on the seal of the head, the seven-year-old girl in front of her finally officially joined the Misty Sect.

"Wow, I've become the fourth-generation senior sister!"

Xia Wenwen shouted loudly, and the voice spread throughout the Misty Sect, attracting everyone's attention.

"Little Junior Sister has become a fourth-generation disciple?"

"That's right, this year is a new year. I remember the Sect Master said that only 10,000 disciples will be recruited each year. Therefore, Junior Sister should have just become the first disciple of the fourth generation."

"So, Junior Sister became Senior Sister all of a sudden?"

"Only four generations."

"That's the big sister too!"

The disciples started talking, and some even flew to Misty Peak and gathered in front of the main hall.

But Xia Wenwen jumped out of the door.

After a few somersaults in midair, she landed on the grass with a smile on her face.

Xia Wenwen has changed into a brand new disciple uniform.

He was dressed in a white dress and white dress, with immortal air fluttering, and on the belt around his waist, there was an inner disciple identity token.

"Congratulations, Big Sister."

"Hello, Master!"

The disciples joked.

"Humph!" Xia Wenwen pouted, put his hands on his hips, and looked like a big sister, "All of you are obviously my brothers and sisters, but you always make fun of me, hate it!"

"We're not joking, we really think you're the most suitable senior sister."

The disciples laughed.

"Ah! I don't listen, I don't listen!" Xia Wenwen covered his ears with his hands and rolled down the mountain.

see this scene,

The disciples were dumbfounded.

"Little Junior Sister is really copper-headed and iron-boned!"

"No way, my physique is special."

"I heard that although the younger sister has not yet officially cultivated, she has recently received the help of the head and her physical fitness has become extremely strong. If you really want to fight, the demon king is afraid of her!"

"It's really a humanoid beast!"

The disciples were stunned, and the more they spoke, the more surprised they became.

"Don't you need to practice?" Ye Feng's voice came from the main hall.

Whoosh!

The disciples disappeared instantly.

"Elder Gong, come here."

Ye Feng's voice sounded again.

...

In the main hall.

Gong Qingqiu and Ye Feng sat opposite each other.

on the coffee table.

A small teapot was brewed with a piece of colorful enlightenment tea leaves, exuding a faint colorful halo.

"Now that we have entered the fourth year of vigorous development of Zongmen, it is time to recruit four generations of disciples." Ye Feng stated the purpose of calling Gong Qingqiu here.

"This subordinate understands." Gong Qingqiu took the order.

"Wait!" Ye Feng raised his hand, "Don't recruit 10,000 people all at once. It's better to recruit them once a month, and recruit between 500 and 1,000 each time."

"Why is this?" Gong Qingqiu was puzzled.

"If we recruit 10,000 people in the first half of the year, if there are more suitable disciples in the second half of the year, wouldn't we have missed it?"

Ye Feng asked back.

Although it is possible to leave the other party to recruit the next year, some Tianjiao may not be willing to wait.

Gong Qingqiu thought about it for a while and then understood what Ye Feng meant.

"My subordinate understands."

The two chatted for a while before Gong Qingqiu left.

Big Year.

A big news came out.

This month, Misty Sect will recruit 500 disciples!

When the news came out, the whole world was shocked.

The Misty Sect is a super sect with four holy places. Although it is still a four-star level, it is already a sure thing to become a holy place.

Joining the Misty Sect is equivalent to joining a holy place!

For a time, countless Tianjiao came to the Lingmiao Kingdom, accompanied by their fathers and even strong ancestors.

The fifth day of the new year.

In front of Xianzong Square.

Hundreds of thousands of cultivators have gathered here, but only tens of thousands of them are of the younger generation, and the rest are the elders of these younger cultivators.

"Look, that's the God of Power Monument."

"It's really magnificent."

"Feng, you must strive to become a disciple of the Misty Sect, and win glory for our Lingfeng Empire."

"Okay, grandpa."

The cultivators present had a lot of discussion.

Some people are exhorting their younger generations, and some people are guaranteeing their elders, claiming that they can definitely enter the Misty Sect and honor their ancestors.

Tatata!

Someone came with steady and neat steps.

The crowd looked at the sound.

I saw Tianlong, the commander-in-chief of the celestial soldiers, led 10,000 celestial soldiers and generals to step into the air, and the sound of dragons and tigers roared.

"It's the Heavenly Soldier of the Misty Sect!"

"Quiet quiet."

The people of the major forces are no longer discussing.

"Friends, everyone!" At this time, Gong Qingqiu walked slowly, followed by Xia Wenwen and other disciples.

Everyone was silent, waiting for what Gong Qingqiu would say next.

midair.

Gong Qingqiu folded his hands and placed them in front of him. After looking around for a week, he found that the younger generation present were not very old, but most of them had cultivation at the peak of Qi Refining and even the Primordial Gathering Realm.

Very few people even reached the Spirit Sea Realm.

"It's all good!"

Gong Qingqiu praised, "However, our Misty Sect only has five hundred disciples this month."

Before these younger generations came to Zongmen Square, they had already passed the test of the Zijin Ling of Fate.

But even after screening, in just a few days, tens of thousands of people came.

Only 500 people are recruited, and the competition is too great.

Gong Qingqiu expressed embarrassment and said, "It's a bit difficult to choose!"

"What's so difficult? If you beat me, you can join the sect. Isn't that easy? However, before you fight me, you need to pass the trial level and that's it."

A milky voice sounded.

All were attracted.

next moment.

The eyes of the hundreds of thousands of people present all fell on Xia Wenwen, who was about one meter tall.

Everyone was stunned when they saw that this person was wearing the uniform of the inner disciple of the Misty Sect, with an identity token marked with the "Four Generations One" symbol on his waist.

"It's a fourth-generation disciple of the Misty Sect."

"And it's Senior Brother!"

"The Misty Sect is not a pure Taoist sect. It is divided into senior brothers and senior sisters. Therefore, this is the fourth generation of senior sisters."

"If you don't tell me, I've forgotten that pure Taoism has no divisions such as sisters and aunts. The elders are collectively called uncle, uncle, and brother, but the Misty Sect is not pure Taoism, so it can be called senior sister. ."

"It turns out that she is the fourth-generation senior sister!"

"If we entered the Misty Sect, wouldn't we be the fourth generation? So, this little girl is our eldest sister?"

The tens of thousands of Tianjiao present were dumbfounded.

How can you be their big sister at such a young age?

Soon, everyone laughed.

Xia Wenwen jumped on the table and solemnly announced:

"I am the fourth-generation eldest sister of the Misty Sect, Xia Wenwen, and I am solely responsible for today's entry-level assessment."

After that, she pointed to the boy who laughed the most, and said, "It's you, come up and learn from me."

"I?"

The boy pointed to himself in surprise.

"Yes, it's you." Xia Wenwen hooked his fingers at the man, and he didn't let out the slightest breath.

It looked like she was just an ordinary little girl.

"Elder Sister, if I win against you, will I be able to join the sect?"

The young man came out, and the aura on his body gradually increased, reaching the peak of the third level of the Primordial Gathering Realm.

His name is Cai Ji, and he is thirteen years old this year.

It is not bad to have this cultivation at this age.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it!" Xia Wenwen hooked his finger again, "Don't waste your time."

Cai Ji grinned: "Senior sister, junior brother will be offended here."

As soon as the voice fell, Cai Ji had already rushed up.

A punch, smashed hard.

As a cultivator in the Primordial Gathering Realm, the body has been baptized by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which is far beyond ordinary people.

Any punch can pierce through the steel plate.

But, the next moment.

An astonishing scene appeared.

Xia Wenwen just stretched out a finger and resisted Cai Ji's heavy punch.

"Have you not eaten?"

With a slight push from Xia Wenwen, Cai Ji flew out and was caught by his elders.

"So strong?"

Everyone stared at Xia Wenwen, dumbfounded.