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Seeing Wu Jiu calling out like that, more than a dozen team members under him also began to call Zhou Tian’s name.

A few minutes passed without any response.

Wu Jiu was so anxious that he was going crazy. The young master disappeared without understanding? He couldn't even find his figure!

I searched the woods in a carpet style, but I still found nothing.

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Chapter 1 Outer disciples

At night, the full moon hangs high and the stars dot.

But between the galaxy, there are nine thunder lights lingering in it, which is particularly dazzling.

"A strange phenomenon appears in heaven, and a divine body must have arrived."

On the top of the imperial city, an old man in golden clothes stood with his hands behind his back and looked up at the night sky.

Behind him, there were tens of thousands of imperial masters, half-kneeling on the ground, as if waiting for some order.

"Buzz"

Suddenly, the lightning condensed and turned into a nine-stop divine thunder that struck from the nine-sky galaxy.

In an instant, the night turned into daylight, and before the divine thunder had fallen, the earth began to rumble and tremble violently.

But when the nine-something divine thunder contacted the continent, it did not cause terrible damage and disappeared out of thin air.

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At the same time, the earth was once again shrouded in the night, and the dazzling night sky became much dimmed, as if some kind of brilliance had been pulled away and returned to its calmness.

But at this moment, the old man's eyes were extremely bright, and even his excited body was trembling. His fingers were where the thunder fell: "In Qingzhou, all the sons who came tonight will be brought back to the imperial city to me!"

"Abide by the order!"

The answers resounded like thunder, and tens of thousands of imperial masters went to Qingzhou to find the body of divine bodies for use by the dynasty.

Time has passed, and five years have passed in a blink of an eye. Although people still remember the shocking scene of that year, no one knows what the dynasty did.

There are many sects in the Jiuzhou continent and Qingzhou, and Qinglong Sect is one of them.

Now, I am here again every year. I recruit disciples from Qinglong Sect. Outside Qinglong Sect, there are crowds of people.

However, at this time, the busiest thing is the outer disciples, and all the receptions of the sects are pressing on them.

The outer disciples are a thankless job. Not to mention that they have a low status in the sect, even outsiders look down on them.

The reason is very simple. Anyone with an outer disciple shows that his qualifications are extremely poor and he will not be able to achieve much in his life, so he will naturally be despised.

"Hey, what's your attitude? Do you know who I am?" A gorgeously dressed woman, with a boy, pointed at a teenager and scolded loudly.

"I'm really sorry, it's too late, the sect is about to close. You should come back tomorrow." The young man's pretty face was still immature, but there was a hint of heroic spirit between his eyebrows.

His name is Chu Feng, he is fifteen years old this year. He is one of the tens of thousands of outer disciples of the Qinglong Sect.

However, as an outer disciple, Chu Feng is unique, without inferiority, without self-deprecating depravity, and treating everyone without fear or being calm.

"Come again in Mingrì, do you think I am an idiot? Where do you let us mother and son live in these deep mountains and wild ridges?"

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"You must arrange a residence for me, otherwise I will go to your elders to argue with you." The woman refused to give in and grabbed Chu Feng's clothes.

"Brother Chu Feng, are you in trouble?" But at this moment, a sweet voice suddenly sounded.

Looking at the eyes, a girl in purple was walking towards her. Although there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, her sharp eyes were staring at the woman tightly.

When the woman saw the girl, her face suddenly changed, and a rich fear emerged.

It's not because of anything else, but because the girl's purple robe is the symbol of the inner disciple.

The woman secretly complained that she thought her identity could make things difficult for the young man in front of her.

Unexpectedly, this inconspicuous young man actually had an inner disciple as a backstage, which was something she couldn't afford to offend.

"It's okay, I'm just asking this little brother for some things." The woman explained with a smile.

The girl glared at her first, then said only one word: "Get out."

At this moment, the woman's body trembled and her face turned ashen.

However, she did not hesitate at all, and she quickly left with the boy. She even fell down in panic, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Seeing this, Chu Feng shook his head helplessly, and then bowed to the girl beside him and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Chu Yue."

"You're polite to me, we're a family." Chu Yue was a little unhappy.

She was right, Chu Feng and her are indeed a family, they come from the same aristocratic family, the Chu family.

This Chu Yue is the cousin of Chu Feng's second uncle's family, only one year older than Chu Feng.

However, Chu Yue passed the inner sect assessment three years ago and became an inner sect disciple. Now he is a master of the fourth level of Lingwu.

"The rules of the sect must always be followed." Chu Feng smiled brilliantly.

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"Oh" However, looking at Chu Feng like this, Chu Yue felt sad: "Brother Chu Feng, have you not participated in this year's inner sect assessment? Have you not reached the third level of Lingwu?"

Chu Feng did not answer, and a smile was still on his face. No one knew what he meant.

Seeing this, Chu Yue took a sack from her waist and put it in Chu Feng's hand: "Refining it may help you break through the third level."

Chu Feng opened the brocade bag, and a burst of aura suddenly emanated from it. A crystal clear fairy grass lying on it the size of a finger.

"Sister Chu Yue, this is too expensive, I can't ask for it." Chu Feng hurriedly returned it to Chu Yue.

The fairy grass is a saint of martial arts cultivation, which is extremely precious and has endless effects on all martial artists within the Lingwu realm.

In order to enable them to quickly improve their cultivation, the Chu family subsidizes each of them a fairy grass every year.

I think Chu Yue's plant was also subsidized by the family, but Chu Yue did not enjoy it, but instead gave it to him. This moved Chu Feng and couldn't bear to accept it.

"I said to you, just take it, is it my brother?" Chu Yue was a little unhappy.

"Oh, when did Sister Chu Yue become so generous? The Fairy Grass is going to give it to someone?"

"Look, I am also your brother. I just happened to break through the fourth level of Lingwu recently. How about Sister Chu Yue sending me this fairy grass?"

A young man of the same age as Chu Feng came over, wearing the clothes of an inner disciple.

His name is Chu Zhen, and he also comes from the Chu family. He joined the Qinglong Sect with Chu Feng five years ago, but as early as two years ago, he had become an inner disciple.

"Chu Zhen, you have already broken through the third level of spiritual martial arts and successfully condensed spiritual energy. Even without this fairy grass, you can still soar up."

"But Brother Chu Feng has not yet condensed spiritual energy, so this fairy grass is more important to him." Chu Yue forcibly stuffed the fairy grass into Chu Feng's hands.

"Yes, you're right, but unfortunately he doesn't appreciate your affection." Chu Zhen spread his hands and sneered.

"Who said I don't want it?" However, Chu Feng smiled slightly, put the fairy grass into his arms without hesitation, and then said, "Sister Chu Yue, this fairy grass should be borrowed by me from you, and he will definitely return it twice in the future."

"Yes, okay." Seeing Chu Feng accepting it, Chu Yue was overjoyed, but she just responded casually, without thinking that Chu Feng would give her back.

"What are you going to get? This fairy grass is a waste for you to use." But Chu Zhen's face became ugly.

Chu Feng smiled and ignored him, but said to Chu Yue: "Sister Chu Yue, I will participate in this year's inner door assessment."

"Hmph, it's up to you? If you can pass the inner door assessment, I will give you the fairy grass subsidized by the family this year." Chu Zhen looked at Chu Feng with contempt.

"Be serious?" Chu Feng didn't believe it.
To be continued...