Fighting the Martial Universe

The other disciples were shocked when they saw Zhang Mofan's move.

Here, it was not a battlefield of nothingness, Zhang Mofan actually disagrees, and took the initiative to attack them, this is something that has never happened before.

Not to mention Qiuye Peak, other cultivation peaks follow the same rules, as long as they worship the elders, or the new disciples who are directly assigned to the seed disciples, they will all be oppressed.

Now, this Mo Fan, ignoring the rules to counterattack them.

In a hurry, Wang Miaomiao directly displayed a martial art, golden silk hand.

Her whole arm was wrapped around directly, actually entwining the Bai Gang Qing Lion Fire, and then with a violent pump, the Bai Gang Qing Lion fire burst into pieces in an instant.

However, Zhang Mofan's Prajna fingers went straight through, hit her abdomen, and directly prodded it out.

what!

Wang Miaomiao's body, like a sandbag, directly hit a mountain peak, spouting a mouthful of blood and paying respect.

"Sixth-layer imperial qi warrior, are they so weak?"

Zhang Mofan smirked when he shot Wang Miaomiao into the air.

Everyone was shocked.

The dozens of handyman disciples present were all stunned. No one thought that this three-tiered imperial qi boy was so powerful.

"Wang Miaomiao, it's no wonder that you have been at the Qiuye Peak for so long, and you are still a handyman. Your talents are so different from the top ten disciples evaluated this time. This is the warrior of the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty?"

Zhang Mofan took the shock of the crowd, walked directly to Wang Miaomiao and said loudly.

His current strength is comparable to the five layers of imperial qi, and these five layers of imperial qi are still compared with a genius like Zhou Yi.

If you deal with a warrior with a slightly weaker talent, the five layers of imperial qi can be defeated, and Wang Miaomiao's carelessness will naturally be directly defeated by him.

"Go on, let me go together!"

Wang Miaomiao jumped into thunder and roared.

When Zhang Mofan saw those warriors wanting to take action, he could not help but snorted coldly: "What? Do you want to give it a try? If you want to cut off your hands and feet, I don't mind helping you, then Senior Sister Bai Qiu will ask, you can Don't be afraid of losing face."

These old disciples were taught by a new disciple, and they really couldn't save face.

"Brother Fan, Lord Bufan, you will be our eldest brother in the future, Qiu Yefeng respects you, as long as Senior Sister Bai Qiu is not there, you will be our boss."

"Yes, you will be our boss from now on."

A few disciples are obviously clueless. Whoever is strong will listen to whoever is strong.

As for Wang Miaomiao, he was not angry, and could only stare at Zhang Mofan with gritted teeth.

She thought about making a shot, but since Zhang Mofan can beat her into the air with one move, even if she shot, she might not be able to get any benefits.

"Are you all Bai Qiu's apprentices?"

Zhang Mofan couldn't help asking when they saw that they had given in.

"No!"

One of the disciples shook his head and replied: "In the past, Senior Sister Bai Qiu was only a seed disciple. We, handyman disciples, were all assigned to Qiuye Peak. Later, Senior Sister Bai Qiu completed a very dangerous task. It wiped out the remnants of the ancient demons and was promoted to the honorary elder by an exceptionally high standard."

"Only elders are qualified to accept disciples."

Hearing this, Zhang Mofan nodded and said, "By the way, what's the matter with the appraisal of beginner disciples?"

He now doesn't care about any peak master competition, but the assessment of entry disciples.

Because only after passing this assessment can you become a beginner disciple and formally cultivate.

The period of the handyman disciple is also a period of investigation by the sect.

"Generally speaking, only those who have been promoted to the seventh level of imperial qi can participate in the entry-level disciple assessment. If you have cultivated to the ninth level of imperial qi, you will be expelled from the sect if you fail to pass the test."

The disciple replied.

The appraisal of the entry-level disciples is definitely not easy. Every year, the Zong Sect recruits hundreds of disciples from the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and one hundred disciples from the 100,000 Great Mountains every three years.

However, among these disciples, only the sixth-level disciples who can truly become entry-level disciples will be expelled from the sect.

The disciples who can enter the Zong Sect are also outstanding existences. If they are expelled from the Zong Sect, they will naturally lose face.

"That said, I can go to participate in the entry disciple assessment now?"

Zhang Mofan then asked.

Huh!

All the disciples changed their expressions and said, "Don't be impulsive. Every disciple has only three chances to be assessed a year. When you are sure, try again."

They have never heard of the fact that as soon as a handyman disciple enters the sect, he goes to participate in the entrance disciple assessment.

"Where do I live?"

Zhang Mofan then asked.

"I'll take you there."

Wang Miaomiao clapped his hands, knocked off the dust on his hands, and took Zhang Mofan to the mountainside, where there was a palace.

On this Qiuye Peak, there are more than a dozen palaces above and below the peak. Except for the palace on the top of the peak, which is the repair palace where Bai Qiu lives, the other palaces are occupied by their handyman disciples.

It can be said that no matter what achievements Zhang Mofan has achieved before, when he comes to Zonghengmen, everything must start from the beginning.

Zhang Mofan entered the palace, which was magnificent and magnificent. Compared with the palace he lived in before, he didn't know how big it was.

I have to say that the Zongkong Gate is very powerful, and he can feel that around the surrounding area, he doesn't know how many powerful souls are hidden.

"Zhang Mofan, let me remind you that even if you are strong and have some chores, you have to do it. You have to take care of the medicine field near your palace, as long as you don't let it die. There are books on planting medicine fields in the palace. There are various methods of planting herbs, when to apply fertilizer and when to spray water."

Wang Miaomiao exhorted, and left straight away.

Zhang Mofan wandered around in the palace. There were not only books about planting herbs, but also some simple alchemy refining tools and books about refining fighting patterns, as well as the "Guide for Disciples".

Zhang Mofan browsed through those books ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said, "It is worthy of being a cross-border door. These books on alchemy are very rare outside. Here, the handyman disciple actually has one copy. It's a gap."

Feeling the gap in it, Zhang Mofan felt that it was a very correct choice to join ZongZhengmen.

However, he didn't read those books carefully, because they didn't make any sense, so he threw them away and sat down.

"Yuequan rain?"

Zhang Mofan took out the spirit liquid and drank it without hesitation. It was a bit sweet, and the others remained unchanged.

However, Zhang Mofan knew that this spirit liquid would become his life-saving straw in the future.

"By the way, there are also those three martial arts scrolls."

Zhang Mofan suddenly moved in his heart: "These three martial arts scrolls should not be weak. I want to see what martial arts they are."