Immortal Martial Arts: Gou in the Mortal World Clone Monster Beast Devours Evolution

Chapter 33: Apprentice Acceptance Ceremony! (Kneeling and begging to follow up, the game of life and death)

The day of the Golden Fist Clan's Apprenticeship Ceremony.

The place where the grand ceremony is held is the largest training ground in the sect, which can accommodate thousands of people.

There were lights and festoons inside the door, and all the disciples were busy up and down, which was very lively.

A statue of the patriarch Lin Daoren stands on the high platform of the square, and the fire is in full swing.

At the moment, there are several rows of viewing seats on both sides of the statue, leaving a large open space in the middle.

The time for the apprenticeship ceremony is approaching, and the carriages of the various sects arrived outside the Golden Fist Gate Mountain and entered the arena one after another.

"Hudaomen's Xiantian Grandmaster Zheng Yan, along with his big disciple Zheng Xiuhai and his named brother Wang Zhongsheng, came to watch the ceremony!"

"Tong Wanyuan, head of the Gunslinger Sect, come to watch the ceremony!"

"Iron Palm sect master Yang Qizhi, along with his personal disciple Zhou Zhong, came to watch the ceremony!"

Following the shouting of the welcome disciples, the grand masters of the three major sects entered the Golden Fist Gate one after another, and came to the viewing platform under the guidance of the disciples in the sect.

The three innate masters saluted each other, and then sat upright in their respective positions.

"Hong Xiang, the innate master of the Changquan School, and his big disciples Zhao Wuyang and Zhao Wuheng came to watch the ceremony."

As the welcome disciple shouted, three Changquan sect warriors walked in.

"Brother Hong."

Zheng Yan, the innate master of Hudaomen, stood up to greet him.

The two suzerain heads of the Shenqiang Sect and the Iron Palm Sect did not get up, and slightly bowed their hands as a greeting.

Hong Xiangnian is in his early forties, with a black beard and hands above his knees.There was a fierce look in his eyes.

"I heard that Old Ghost Zhang picked up the leak this time, and the disciple he recruited is very qualified, and broke five measuring pillars?"

Glancing at the empty seats of the Spirit Sword Sect, Hong Xiang sneered and looked at Zheng Yan, the master of the Tiger Sword Sect.

Zheng Yan said indifferently: "The rumors are always spread like this, who knows if it is true."

"It can't be that the Golden Fist School has not accepted disciples for a long time, and the measuring pillar is rotten and damaged? Haha."

Hong Xiang's tone was wild and he laughed unscrupulously.

All the disciples of the Golden Fist Sect who were maintaining the scene of the viewing ceremony around them looked very unhappy when they heard this, but they dared not speak out.

"Brother Hong, today is a good day for Master Zhang to accept disciples, so it's better to be more careful with your words."

Yang Zhiqi, head of Iron Palm Sect, frowned slightly.

Hong Xiang glanced at him: "Master Yang, Old Ghost Zhang hasn't come out yet, why are you in a hurry to help?"

Yang Zhiqi ignored him.

Before all the spectators of the grand ceremony arrived, the sect master and direct disciples usually did not show up.

Tong Wanyuan, the head of the sharpshooter, closed his eyes slightly, remained expressionless from beginning to end, and sat quietly without saying a word.

The sharp gun sect has always been neutral and does not compete with other sects.So this time he didn't even bring his disciples.

"Gu Xijun, the innate master of the Spirit Sword Sect, came to watch the ceremony with his eldest disciple, Jian Xuehen!"

With a loud shout, two heroic female warriors dressed in plain gauze stepped forward.

The innate masters of the four sects in the field all stood up.

"Ancient Fairy!"

"Ancient Grandmaster!"

Several people cupped their hands one after another, and even Tong Wanyuan, who was unsmiling, stood up and greeted him.

Gu Xijun's face is less than thirty, with a beautiful appearance and graceful demeanor.It is the innate fourth-layer realm, and its strength is extremely strong.

The woman Jian Xuehen who followed her was about twenty years old.

His face is so delicate that it seems to come out of a painting.It is also like the female sword fairy depicted in the book.Waist-length hair, radiant.

The figure is slender and exquisite, and straight as a sword.The temperament is cold and arrogant, giving people a great sense of distance.

As soon as she appeared, the disciples behind the master were all attracted by her and couldn't take their eyes off it.

Gu Xijun bowed his hands to several masters, and led his disciple Jian Xuehen to the viewing seats.

"Boom boom boom... The guests are here, everyone is here!"

Following three melodious bells, Zhang Yinfeng, dressed in robes of the sect leader, walked out of the hall behind the statue of the patriarch.

With a solemn and solemn expression, he walked slowly towards the viewing platform, followed by four personal disciples.

Apart from Chu Ren, the other three were the second apprentice Situ Kong, the third apprentice Zhang Qingyin, and the fifth apprentice Lu Yuesheng.

Chu Ren followed behind the master and glanced at the viewing platform.It was found that both Zhao Wuyang and the man holding the knife were among them.

"Today, I, Zhang Yinfeng, accepted my sixth direct disciple at the Golden Fist Gate. Thank you all for coming to watch the ceremony."

Zhang Yinfeng walked into the arena, and solemnly clasped his fists to salute the innate masters of the five major sects on both sides.

Chu Ren and other personal disciples also saluted together.

Everyone nodded in return.Did not speak.

All the masters are familiar with the process of the apprenticeship ceremony, and this is not the time to talk.

"Patriarch above, Zhang Yinfeng, the second generation disciple, and all the disciples of the Golden Fist Sect bow down."

Zhang Yinfeng waved his hand and took the lead to kneel down.

Hundreds of ordinary disciples and registered disciples of the Golden Fist Sect in the audience, as well as the four personal disciples on the court, knelt down together.

Personal disciples are the important task of continuing the incense of the sect, so accepting disciples is a major event of the sect, and it is necessary to worship the ancestors.

After kneeling down, everyone got up, Zhang Yinfeng began to read the ancestral precepts, and told about the origin and history of the sect.

This is the basic process, and it is the same when every sect accepts direct disciples.

Martial arts sect pays attention to strength, but also pays attention to foundation.At this important moment, it is essential to show the background environment.

The two congenital masters who founded Jinquanmen learned from Lin Daoren, the great congenital master.

Although there was no relationship at the beginning, they only followed for ten years.But both of them have martial arts from Lin Daoren.

Therefore, the establishment of Jinquanmen took Lin Daoren as the founder of the mountain, and took the words Lin Daoren had admonished as the ancestral precepts.

Listening to Zhang Yinfeng's word-for-word narration, the expressions of several masters watching the ceremony were also serious.

No matter how cruel the battles between the sects are on weekdays, every sect has its own heritage and respectable aspects.

Among the six major sects, the founder of the Golden Fist Sect is the most mysterious and the most powerful.

A mysterious grand master who travels around the world!
An existence that stands proudly above the innate master, one person can defeat the country, and one person can suppress the country!

In the looks of several Xiantian Grandmasters, there is also yearning for the realm of Xiantian Grandmasters.

This is also what the Golden Fist Gate is most proud of.

Listening to the ancestor's instruction and the past of the sect, the disciples in the field all showed pride.

Through Zhang Yinfeng's narration, Chu Ren also learned a lot about the history of Jinquanmen and the mysterious Lin Daoren.

This session lasted about two quarters of an hour.

Zhang Yinfeng waved his hand and asked the other disciples besides Chu Ren to sit down.

"Mi Ren, today I have accepted you as my master, and you are the third generation disciple of the Golden Fist School. I am the sixth direct disciple."

Zhang Yinfeng walked up to Chu Ren and took out a personal disciple order.

"Disciples must abide by the rules taught by the ancestors, and take the vast Golden Fist School as their own responsibility."

Chu Ren knelt on his knees, kowtowed three times, and received the disciple's order with both hands.

"According to the rules of being a teacher, I will give you the gift of apprenticeship. This Lingwu Thunder Tribulation Glove will be passed on to you today."

"This is your master Wu's great-uncle who became famous as Lingwu. I hope you, my disciple, will reappear this precious name and live up to the expectations of your master and sect."

Zhang Yinfeng took out a pair of metal gloves with a blue and white halo, and solemnly handed them to Chu Ren.

Chu Ren's eyes lit up: "Lingwu?"

"It turned out to be this Lingwu, there is a good show to watch..."

"Can this thing be bestowed? You really value this disciple!"

"It's a little too much for a Jingyuan realm to bestow such a treasure."

Several grandmasters showed surprise and couldn't help but speak out.

Especially Changquan Zong Hong Xiang, with greed flashing in his eyes, but more anger.

Because, this is a Lingwu that shames the Changquan Sect!
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