Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal

Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal Chapter 492

2021-05-12

Chapter 492 Mysterious impostor, Soul Eater cultivator

“reporting to City Lord, Sect Master Ye, the first batch of destined The speaker has come to the City Lord's house, fifty in total, waiting outside the door."

The speaker was a young man.

He has a black beard on his jaw, bright eyes, armor, and a first-level cultivation base of Gathering Essence.

Zhongyuan City City Lord looked towards Ye Feng: "Sect Master Ye, how to deal with it?"

"Let them come in!" Ye Feng nodded.

He took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the roster, and the seal of the head, ready to register.

"Have you heard what Sect Master Ye said? Let them in." City Lord of Zhongyuan City waved his arm.

"Yes."

The black-bearded youth, nodded, walked outside the hall and greeted everyone to line up to enter.

Soon, a handsome young man appeared, about eighteen years old.

Missionary accepts disciples, regardless of whether the other party has a cultivation base or not.

As long as you meet the conditions, you can enter.

For Ye Feng, it is best to recruit new recruits with a cultivation base. After all, such a cultivator can directly bring him a good increase in the cultivation base.

"Hello, Sect Master Ye, my name is Shen Yu, I'm 18 years old, I just broke through Qi Refinement Realm 6 Layers, middle grade root bone, I like to study Formation."

As soon as this young man appeared, he immediately introduced himself.

"Oh, do you know Formation?" Ye Feng suddenly became interested, "What level of research have you reached?"

Shen Yu hurriedly said: "I can independently arrange a miniature building. Formation."

"That's not bad." Ye Feng was satisfied.

Micro Formation corresponds to Qi Refinement Realm.

A complete miniature Killing Formation can be arranged, which is enough to cause life threatening to Qi Refinement Realm 9th layer.

A person like Shen Yu is a genius.

"Okay, you've entered the sect."

Ye Feng quickly completed the registration.

"Many thanks, Sect Leader!" Shen Yu was very excited, and after three consecutive prayers, he stood aside.

"Next!"

Ye Feng continued to shake people.

Although there is a test of the Purple Gold bell, it shows that these people meet the conditions for admission, but not everyone can become a dísciple.

Because some people are old and have a high cultivation base, they can become Outer Deacon.

For example, this one in front of you.

"Sect Master Ye, my name is Xu Dashan, I am 38 years old this year, no old or no young, one person is full, the whole family is not hungry, Gathering Essence 3rd-layer cultivation base, middle grade root bone. ”

A middle-aged man with a big beard patted his chest and introduced himself.

"How did you pass the test of fate Purple Gold bell at such a young age?"

"Isn't it an impostor?"

People around Whisper.

Ye Feng glanced at Xu Dashan and said, "Through the test of the Purple Gold bell of fate, it shows that I have a fate with our Misty Sect, but I didn't say that I must become a dísciple, and it may also become a deacon, or an elder."

"Can you still do this?"

"I'll let my grandfather caress the Purple Gold Bell of Fate immediately."

"A caress? Come on, can you? Can't you change the word?"

Many people are discussing again.

The City Lord of Zhongyuan City moved a little.

If it weren't for Zhongyuan City, which is a big family, and the cultivation resources of Nanming, he really wanted to touch the Purple Gold bell of fate to see if he met the conditions for joining the sect.

If you can join the Misty Sect and become an Elder, it is not bad.

However, when he thought that he had lived in Nanming for so many years, the City Lord of Zhongyuan City suppressed this thought.

"Xu Dashan, you are very good, you can be the Outer Deacon of our Misty Sect. When you arrive at the sect, remember to find Chu Yuner, the chief deacon of the outer sect, and let her arrange it for you."

Ye Feng registered and reminded.

"Many thanks, Sect Leader!" Xu Dashan was very happy.

Although the Misty Sect is only a one-star sect, it has Ye Feng, the Divine Essence realm superpower, who is stronger than the general 3-Star level power. To join it is definitely the ancestral grave. cigarette.

half a day later.

Ye Feng received more than 300 new dísciples and was in a good mood.

"Sure enough, let the City Lord of Zhongyuan City mobilize the whole city to carry out publicity, the effect of recruiting apprentices will be good."

Ye Feng secretly said, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

 …

Zhongyuan City.

Many people went to the ten places where the Purple Gold Bells of Fate were placed one after another and lined up to touch them.

dīng líng líng !

As a young man reached out and stroked the Purple Gold bell of fate, a pleasant sound immediately rang.

"I succeeded!"

The young man was excited and rushed to his home, ready to announce the good news to his family.

"Envy wow!"

Many people who eat melon look envious.

However, when the young man who passed the test passed through an alley, he found a strange silhouette covered in black robe in front of him.

A wisp of black qi emanated from this person.

Quiet, cold, terrifying.

“who you are?”

The young man stopped and his eyes narrowed.

"The one who killed you!"

The black robed man with strange whereabouts suddenly burst out with a powerful breath, instantly suppressing the youth.

Afterwards, the black robed man turned into countless black qi, which penetrated into the young man's mouth, nose, eyes and ears.

"Ah!"

The youth screamed.

However, the surroundings were shrouded in black mist, the voice of the youth could not be heard, and no one knew what happened here.

In a few moments.

The young man got up from the ground.

He twisted his neck, and the strange rays of light flashed in his eyes. Then, he turned around and walked into a dilapidated temple.

"Body possession succeeded?"

In the temple, I thought of a cold woman's voice.

"Success." Youth nodded.

The voice was a bit sharp, like a woman's voice, but soon, its voice changed and became the voice of the youth before.

"As planned."

"Yes."

The youth left the temple.

He came to the square, extended the hand, touched the Purple Gold bell of fate again, and found that he could still make the Purple Gold bell make a sound of "dīng líng líng", which was relaxed.

The youth mixed into the team and walked towards the City Lord's house.

Afternoon.

Ye Feng took a short rest and returned to the main hall of the City Lord's mansion, looking at the hundreds of people queuing behind, in a very good mood.

This time, hundreds of people were accepted in Zhongyuan City alone, and the speed was very fast.

Income continues.

"Soul Eater!"

At this moment, Ye Feng looked at the young man standing in front of him, and this message appeared in his mind.

He has his eyes of insight open at all times.

Therefore, this undercover agent has nowhere to hide.

"What's your name?"

Ye Feng did not break it down on the spot, but prepared to let the other party join the sect, just to follow the clues and find out the other party's purpose.

“My name is Wang Xuanping, middle grade root bone, Qi Refinement seventh layer cultivation base, from an ordinary Aristocratic Family.”

Wang Xuanping bowed.

The moment he lowered his head, contempt flashed in his eyes.

Divine Essence Ye Feng?

Oh! so what? I still haven't been able to see through my undercover plan. When I enter the Misty Sect, I will definitely be able to stir up the storm!

lifts the head, Wang Xuanping's eyes become respectful.

On the face of it, no one could see that there was something wrong with him.

"Well, yes, congratulations on your entry into our Misty Sect." Ye Feng pretended to know nothing and wrote Wang Xuanping's information.

In my mind, there is no system prompt sound.

If the apprentice is accepted normally, the system will report the information of the newly accepted dísciple after the seal of the head is affixed.

But this time, there is no prompt.

This shows that "Wang Xuanping" really has a problem.

Soon, Wang Xuanping, Shen Yu, Xu Dashan and other cultivators stood outside the hall, waiting patiently.

On the surface, Wang Xuanping was no different from a normal person, but when others were not paying attention, he immediately took out a communication paper crane and threw it out.

In that ruined temple.

The paper crane was pinched by a slender snow-white hand.

"Very good, the latent plan succeeded!"

The first update.

(end of this chapter)