The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

  Chapter 492 Mysterious Pretender, Practitioner of Soul Eater Race

   "Enlighten the city lord, Ye Zhangmen, the first batch of destined people have arrived at the city lord's mansion, a total of fifty people are waiting outside the door."

  The speaker is a young man.

  He has a black beard on his lower jaw, his eyes are bright, he is wearing armor, and he has the first level of cultivation in the Ju Yuan realm.

  The city lord of Zhongyuan City looked at Ye Feng: "Ye Zhangmen, how to deal with it?"

  "Let them come in!" Ye Feng nodded.

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

  "Did you hear what Ye Zhangmen said? Let them in." Zhongyuan City City Lord waved his arm.

"Yes."

  The young man with black beard nodded, walked to the outside of the hall, and greeted everyone to line up inside.

   Soon, a young man with a pretty good-looking appearance appeared. He was about eighteen years old.

  The Misty Sect accepts disciples, regardless of whether the opponent has cultivation.

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

  For Ye Feng, it is of course the best to recruit a newcomer with a cultivation base. After all, such a practitioner can directly bring him a good increase in cultivation base.

   "Ye Zhang Sect is good, I... My name is Shen Yu, I am 18 years old this year, I have just broken through the sixth stage of the Qi Refining Realm, and I like to study formations."

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

   "Oh, you know how to form?" Ye Feng suddenly became interested, "What level of research have you reached?"

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

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

  The micro array method corresponds to the refining realm.

   can lay out a complete mini-killing array, which is enough to threaten the lives of the nine layers of the refining realm.

  People like Shen Yu are considered geniuses.

   "Okay, you are in the clan."

  Ye Feng quickly completed the registration.

   "Thank you, the boss!" Shen Yu was very excited, and after three consecutive prayers, he stood aside.

"Next!"

   Ye Feng continued to shake people.

  Despite the fate of Zijinling’s test, it shows that these people meet the conditions for admission, but not everyone can become a disciple.

  Because some people are old and have a high level of cultivation, so they can become deacon of the outside sect.

  For example, this one in front of you.

   "Ye chief, my name is Xu Dashan, I am thirty-eight years old this year, no one is old, no one is young, one person is full, the whole family is not hungry, the triple cultivation base in the Ju Yuan realm, is a middle-class root."

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

  "How did you pass the assessment of Fate Zijinling at such an age?"

  "Isn't it an imposter?"

  People around are whispering.

  Ye Feng glanced at Xu Dashan and said: "Passing the test of Fate Zijinling, it shows that we have a fate with us, but he did not say that he must be a disciple, or he may become a deacon or an elder."

  "Can it still be like this?"

   "I'll let my grandfather caress Fate Zijinling immediately."

  "Flick? Damn, can you change the word?"

  Many people are discussing again.

  The city lord of Zhongyuan City was a little moved.

   If it weren’t for Zhongyuan City, which was reluctant to have a big family and great business, and the cultivation resources of the Nanming Kingdom, he really wanted to caress Fate Zijinling and see if he met the conditions for entering the sect.

  If you can join the Misty Sect and become an elder, it’s not bad.

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

  "Xu Dashan, you are very good. You can become the outer deacon of our ethereal sect. After you arrive at the sect, remember to find the chief deacon of the outer sect, Chu Yuner, and let her make arrangements for you."

   Ye Feng registered and reminded.

   "Thank you, the boss!" Xu Dashan was very happy.

  Although the Misty Sect is only a one-star sect, there is Ye Feng, a great power in the Divine Origin Realm, who is stronger than the average three-star power. It is definitely a smoke from the ancestral grave to join it.

  After half a day.

  Ye Feng has accepted more than 300 new disciples and is in a very good mood.

   "Sure enough, let the city lord of Zhongyuan City mobilize the whole city for publicity, and the effect of receiving disciples will be good."

   Ye Feng secretly said, the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

  ...

  Zhongyuan City.

  Many people went to the ten places where the fate purple golden bells were placed, and lined up to touch them.

Jingle Bell!

  As a young man stretched out his hand to caress the Fate Zijin Bell, a pleasant voice immediately sounded.

   "I succeeded!"

  The young man was excited, and rushed to the home, ready to confess his family.

   "Envy Wow!"

  Many people who eat melons look envious.

  However, when the young man who passed the test passed through a small alley, he found a strange figure shrouded in black robe in front of him.

  A strand of black aura radiated from this person.

  It is cold, cold, and frightening.

"who are you?"

  The youth stopped, his eyes condensed.

   "The one who killed you!"

  The strange black-robed man suddenly exploded with a powerful aura, instantly suppressing the youth.

  After that, the black robe man turned into countless black qi, digging into the youth's nose, eyes, and ears.

"what!"

  The youth screamed.

  However, the surrounding area was enveloped by a black mist, and the voice of the youth could not be heard, and no one knew what was happening here.

  After a while.

  The youth got up from the ground.

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

   "Successfully won the house?"

  In the temple, I thought of a cold female voice.

   "Successful." The young man nodded.

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

"do it according to plan."

"Yes."

  The youth left the temple.

  He came to the square, stretched out his hand, and touched Yuanfen Zijinling again, only to find that he could still make Zijinling make a "jingle bell" sound, which was relieved.

  The youth mixed into the team and walked towards the city lord’s mansion.

  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 in line behind, she was in a great mood.

  This time, hundreds of people were collected in Zhongyuan City alone, which was very fast.

  Receipts continue.

   "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 always opens his eyes of insight.

  So, this undercover has nothing to hide.

"What's your name?"

  Ye Feng did not break through on the spot, but prepared to let the other party into the clan, just to follow the vine and figure out the other party's purpose.

   "My name is Wang Xuanping. I am a middle-grade rooted person with seven qi-refining cultivation bases. I come from an ordinary family."

  Wang Xuanping bowed.

  The moment he lowered his head, there was a flicker of contempt in his eyes.

  Divine Primal Realm Powerful Ye Feng?

Ah! so what? Still failed to see through my undercover plan, when I enter the ethereal sect, I will be able to stir the wind and the rain!

   Raising his head, Wang Xuanping's eyes became respectful.

  On the surface, no one at UU reading www.uukanshu.com can tell that he has a problem.

   "Well, yes, congratulations on entering our Misty Sect." Ye Feng pretended not to know anything, and wrote Wang Xuanping's information.

  In my mind, no system prompt sounded either.

  If the apprentice is accepted normally, the system will report the information of the new apprentice after stamping the master seal.

  This time, there was no prompt.

  This shows that "Wang Xuanping" does have a problem.

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

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

  In that ruined temple.

  The paper crane was pinched by a slender white hand.

  "Very well, the latent plan succeeded!"

  　 First more.

  (End of this chapter)