Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

At this time, a stick of incense had passed since the start of the apprenticeship ceremony, and most of the people had already signed up to become official disciples of Dao Yunzong.

Among the more than 800 people, half of them gave up just after passing the third level. Since they had reached the minimum threshold for joining Dao Yunzong, they did not continue to try.

Among the remaining people, [-]% couldn't hold on after just a few steps forward, and then went to apply for the quota.

Another quarter of an hour has passed, and Zhao Xuanming is the only one who is still struggling in the fourth level.

Ye Chen had already thought about the fifth level in advance, and that was to test the potential of the monks by himself.

At this time Zhao Xuanming was standing in front of the mountain gate, he had successfully passed the first four rounds of assessment, and he was the only one who persisted until now.

Ye Chen looked at him and said, "Young man, your strength has been recognized by me. The next level is for me to suppress my strength to the same level as yours and fight you personally. Do you want to try?"

Zhao Xuanming cupped his hands and said, "Sect Master Ye, please take action."

Ye Chen nodded slightly. This person is neither humble nor overbearing. Even though his own conditions are excellent, he has no arrogance at all. He is really different.

With a wave of his hand, a mountain of pressure fell from the top of his head. This invisible coercion made Zhao Xuanming tremble, but he stabilized quickly.

Then, Ye Chen condensed another avatar with his true energy, and fought against it with the same strength of Wu Zun Ba Chongtian.

During the fight, Ye Chen discovered that this person's martial arts level is very high, and it is different from the ordinary martial arts on the Shenzhe Continent. This martial skill is thick and has a little ancient atmosphere.

Ye Chen's eyes brightened slightly, and he asked, "Where did you come from? And who taught you?"

When Zhao Xuanming performed his moves, he took the time to reply: "I have no sect or sect, I am just a casual cultivator, and I don't have any guidance from my master."

Ye Chen was a little puzzled when he heard this.

"Could it be that his martial skills were obtained by chance? But this makes sense."

After fighting dozens of moves again, Ye Chen gradually figured out his moves, and he felt that there were some personal opinions in this set of moves.

This cannot be self-taught, there must be someone behind the scenes.

But he didn't point it out, but said: "Yes, I am very satisfied with your strength, and go to the back mountain with me tonight to talk about it."

After Ye Chen finished speaking, his figure gradually faded, and then disappeared in place.

Only Zhao Xuanming was left scratching his head, he didn't even see how Ye Chen disappeared just now.

After a while, he bowed deeply in the direction Ye Chen left.

At this time, the assessment was over, and Zhao Xuanming undoubtedly became No.1.

Most of the monks who passed the assessment successfully became the outer disciples of Dao Yunzong, and followed a few disciples of the deacon hall to the outer courtyard.

Zhao Xuanming and several monks were taken to the inner gate alone.

Back in the hall, Ye Chen simply dealt with some affairs, and came to the back mountain ahead of time. He stood on the top of the mountain, with a ethereal figure, like an expert outside the world.

At this time, watching the world, mountains and rivers, he gradually entered a more mysterious state.

After an unknown amount of time, the sun gradually set, and a thin figure slowly appeared in sight.

Zhao Xuanming has already arrived, and now he has changed into the costume of an inner disciple of Dao Yunzong, looking very handsome.

"See Sect Master."

Zhao Xuanming bowed his hands to Ye Chen who was on the hilltop.

"Exemption."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Chen turned into a streamer and appeared in front of Zhao Xuanming.

His speed is almost instantaneous, and in any case, it is not something that a Wu Zun can see clearly in the late stage. Even a strong Wu King in the middle stage can hardly keep up with his speed.

In this way, Ye Chen showed his own strength in front of his disciples, which was almost a height that ordinary people could hardly reach.

"I specially called you here this time, I think you have guessed what I mean." Ye Chen said lightly.

Hearing this, Zhao Xuanming was taken aback for a moment, scratched his head and said, "This disciple is stupid, please tell the suzerain clearly."

"This afternoon, what you told me wasn't the truth, was it?"

Ye Chen's faint voice fell, although he couldn't hear any tone, it seemed as if he was about to make trouble.

"The disciple dare not."

Zhao Xuanming quickly knelt down.

Seeing him like this, Ye Chen was taken aback for a moment, and quickly pulled Zhao Xuanming up.

He said: "As a man, you should not be moved by poverty, and you should not be subdued by might. Stand up and talk to me."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Xuanming paused for a moment, then stood up quickly.

At this time, he was still reminiscing about the sentence just now, and he really deserved to be the suzerain of the number one sect in the world, and the sentence he blurted out contained so much philosophy.

Now he can be regarded as the five-body cast who admires Ye Chen.

Zhao Xuanming pondered for a moment and said: "Sovereign, to tell the truth, although the disciple has no sect or sect, and does not have a master, but Grandpa is by his side like a mentor, guiding the disciple to practice since childhood."

Ye Chen nodded, it was exactly what he thought.

"Take me to meet your grandpa."

Zhao Xuanming was slightly taken aback, but he did not refuse.

After all, Ye Chen's reputation is still good, so there is no need to worry about him doing something wrong.

Above the sky, the two stepped on a flying sword and quickly traveled through the clouds.

Gradually, Feijian stopped in front of a simple cave.

"Sect Master, this is the place."

Ye Chen nodded, controlling the whereabouts of Feijian.

Just when he came to the door, an old man had already walked out of the yard.

Seeing the person coming, the old man greeted him slowly, and said to Zhao Xuanming, "Xuan'er, who is this?"

"This one is Sect Master Ye of Dao Yunzong."

The old man hurriedly bowed his hands and said: "It turns out that Sect Master Ye came to the humble house, and I feel lost to welcome you, please come in quickly."

This old man looked weak, but his strength was extraordinary. His cultivation had already reached the eighth level of Martial King. Even in the Shenzhe Continent, he was considered a rare strong man.

But before this, I had never heard of such an existence.

After some conversation, Ye Chen also learned something.

The old man's name was Zhao Ling. He was originally a casual cultivator. He had always lived in seclusion outside the world and had nothing to do with the world. Zhao Xuanming was a child he picked up outside. His aptitude was not bad, so he was guided to practice since he was a child.

It's just that Zhao Xuanming is really a bit dull. Now that he is over twenty years old, he still hasn't reached the realm of Martial King. It is true that his cultivation is slow.

"Senior Zhao, if you don't mind, you can join the Dao Yunzong. The monthly supply resources are relatively rich, and you can rest assured that Zhao Xuanming is by your side."

Zhao Ling was about to speak, but Ye Chen stepped forward and said: "If you like to be clean, you can be the Supreme Elder. You don't need to deal with sect affairs, and no one bothers you."

Hearing this, Zhao Ling couldn't find a reason to refuse, so he nodded in agreement.