Quickly wear: Host, you are too rebellious!

All the new disciples stood in the sect's main hall, anxious to go or stay.

The Wuji Sect is the largest sect of cultivating immortals in Tianqi Continent, and is the most desired place for cultivating immortals among all monks. Being able to join such a sect, I would be happy even if I was an outsider.

Chu Lu didn't care, he just stood there casually, teasing the Chenghuang cub in his sleeve from time to time.

She also discussed with 4444 to name it Lucky.

The leader sat majestically on the main seat and looked down. The eight chairs below corresponded to the eight elders. They were men, women, old and young. It was hard to imagine that they were brothers and sisters from the same sect.

One of them is empty, and I don’t know who it is.

Chu Lu studied the fortune-telling for a while, and then studied the elders for a while. The leader finally ended his nonsense and started the topic.

Select new disciples.

There were a total of 31 new disciples present, and 17 were eliminated. Of the remaining 14, nine went to the outer gate.

Ever since, the only ones left were Chulu, Nanxing, the young boy who spoke uprightly at the beginning, He Baizhi, and a little girl in purple clothes.

Chu Lu glanced at the other three people. Not surprisingly, these people should be the most important supporting characters.

She remembered the young man named Chang Song who spoke uprightly. As for the little girl in purple clothes, Chulu was also deeply impressed.

After observing her for the past few days, she was the only one who hated Nanxing the most.

Okay, we are friends, not enemies.

The elder above selects his disciples, and the disciples below are also secretly sizing up the elder.

"Hey, which elder do you want to join?" Chang Song asked her familiarly.

"Is this my choice?" Chu Lu was a little surprised.

"No. But we still have to have a goal, just in case we achieve it."

"Oh." Chulu maintained his only courtesy. In fact, none of these elders, including the head, are qualified to teach her.

Her cultivation level is comparable to theirs, but she is hidden now.

Chu Lu looked at these people and just wanted to say, rubbish.

"Qichi, do you know there is a mysterious elder in the Wuji Sect?" Chang Song looked at the elder above who was also hesitating in the discussion, so he simply started gossiping with her again.

"Who is it?" Chu Lu lazily echoed.

"Lu Bugui. No one knows how strong he is. It is said that he has fought against the gods and demons, and has entered extremely evil places alone, and escaped unscathed." Chang Song started to get excited when he talked about this.

Everyone knows how important the extremely evil place is.

Finally, a slight cough came from above, and their discussion stopped. Chang Song immediately retracted his neck and stood with his head lowered.

Among the many new disciples, only Chulu looked straight at the elder above him.

It's not like a new disciple who's just starting out is ignorant, but like...a provocation.

Open and aboveboard, without any disguise.

The leader frowned slightly, how could a newcomer be so ignorant? However, he still maintained his dignity and asked people to announce the results of his apprenticeship.

Nanxing, come under the leadership of the master. The new disciples looked at Senior Brother Bai Fengye who was standing aside with their eyes and noses, and they all snorted in unison.

Go through the back door.

Zisu, the little girl in purple clothes, joined the master together.

Chang Song, became a disciple of the Seventh Elder. The Seventh Elder has a hot temper and is cheerful, so they should get along well.

As for Qichi and He Baizhi, they were packed up and stuffed under the door of the fifth elder. The fifth elder is a gentle female monk with light eyebrows and a kind of sadness about spring and autumn.

Chu Lu has no opinions or obsessions about whose sect he should be assigned to, as long as he can create obstacles for the male and female protagonists at any time.

Undoubtedly, the leader's subordinates are the best option to contact them.

Therefore, she wanted to argue with reason.

"Why can't Nan Xing and I be allowed to join the sect together?" Chu Lu took a step forward, "I want to be with Nan Xing."

At this time, the leader would patiently explain to them: "You belong to the dual spiritual roots of water and wood, and your skills are relatively soft, which does not match the skills of my disciples."

"Master, Nan Xing also has wood spirit roots." Zi Su reminded lightly.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the new disciples who had not yet left in the hall fell on the leader, as if they were waiting for his explanation.

Nan Xing pursed her lips, still bowing her head without being humble or arrogant.

The leader brushed his sleeves and said, "This is the best outcome for you. There is no need to fight anymore."

"Is it possible that just because Nan Xing has a close relationship with Senior Brother Bai, he can openly use the back door?"

This is the speech of an outer disciple who has not yet left.

"They are both new disciples, so why can she become the head disciple?"

"That's right! Her performance is not as good as Qi Chi's."

Chulu: "..."

I really appreciate you.

Dissatisfied voices rose one after another in the hall. Some even began to support Chulu.

"If you want to say that the head disciple should be Qi Chi, why should Nan Xing be her?"

"Support Qichi as the head disciple!"

"Support Qichi as the head disciple!"

The momentum is huge, and those who don't know may think that they are here to support Qi Chi as the leader.

The leader's face became serious, he was not angry, and his coercion swept the entire hall in an instant. The new disciples were so suppressed that they knelt down almost instantly.

This is the pressure from the Mahayana period.

They can't take it.

The initial journey was not as uncomfortable as theirs, but they took advantage of the situation and squatted down. Now she has to hide her identity. Don't look back and let the sect get beaten up without sneaking in.

"Insolent! How can you question the elder's decision?" Bai Fengye stood up with a cold and serious look on his face.

The hall suddenly became quiet, and no one dared to raise any objections.

But Chulu sighed leisurely.

"Sister Nanxing, I really envy you."

What are you envious of? it goes without saying.

Nan Xing's face suddenly turned dark. Is this Qichi mentally ill? She has been stirring things up!

"You don't have to envy her."

Outside the hall, a voice suddenly appeared, high-spirited and with an arrogant confidence that was rare for others.

At the door, a young man wearing an elder's blue attire stepped forward, his eyes slightly raised, his peach blossom eyes full of emotion. However, he still has a careless and arrogant air about him, and he looks like a conceited young man who shows mercy everywhere.

"I want to take on a disciple."

The young master stood still in front of Chulu, gently shook his folding fan, looked at the leader, and affirmed again: "If I want to accept a disciple, I want her."

The folding fan was swung so that the tip of the fan pointed directly at the beginning of the journey.

Chu Lu glanced at him and didn't recognize him. But...she couldn't see his cultivation level.

It can only mean that his cultivation level is two levels or more higher than hers.

The highest cultivation level of the human race is to transcend the tribulation stage, so he can only transcend the tribulation stage.

"Why don't you ask me if I would like to be your apprentice?"

Chulu subconsciously retorted, "I don't want to."

Chang Song tugged at the hem of her clothes, walked up to her with small steps, and whispered, "He is Lu Bugui!"

"Then I want to take Elder Lu as my teacher, okay?" Chang Song next door almost cried with envy.