The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Master Hall.

Ye Feng sat on the main seat, with the Zongmen roster spread out in front of him, holding a brush, and writing Xia Wenwen's message earnestly.

Snapped!

With Ye Feng's big seal on the head, the seven-year-old girl in front of her finally officially joined the Misty Sect.

"Wow, I have become a four-generation master sister!"

Xia Wenwen opened his throat and shouted, and his voice spread throughout the Misty Sect, attracting everyone's attention.

"Little Junior Sister has become a four-generation disciple?"

"Yes, this is a new year. I remember the head said that only 10,000 disciples are recruited each year. Therefore, Junior Junior Sister should have just become the first four-generation disciple."

"So, the little junior sister suddenly became a great sister?"

"Only four generations."

"That's also the master sister!"

The disciples started talking, and some even flew to the Misty Peak and gathered in front of the head hall.

But Xia Wenwen jumped out of the door.

After a few somersaults in the air, she landed steadily on the grass with a smile on her small face.

Xia Wenwen has put on a brand-new disciple uniform.

He was dressed in a white dress and white dress, with fairy spirit fluttering. On the belt around his waist, there was still a token of Inner Sect disciple's identity.

"Congratulations, Master Sister."

"Hello Master Sister!"

The disciples joked.

"Huh!" Xia Wenwen pursed his mouth, hands on hips, as an old sister, "You are all my brothers and sisters, but you always make fun of me, hate!"

"We are not joking, we really think you are the most suitable master sister."

The disciples said with a smile.

"Ah! I don't listen, I don't listen!" Xia Wenwen covered her ears with her hands and rolled down the mountain.

Seeing this scene, the disciples were dumbfounded.

"Little Junior Sister is really a bronze head and iron bone!"

"No way, the physique is special."

"I heard that although Junior Sister hasn't formally practiced yet, she has recently received the help of the headmaster, and her physical fitness has become extremely strong. If she really wants to fight, the Demon King is afraid of her!"

"Really a humanoid beast!"

The disciples were speechless, and the more they spoke, the more they were surprised.

"You don't need to practice anymore?" Ye Feng's voice came from the head hall.

Whoosh!

The disciples disappeared instantly.

"Elder Gong, come here."

Ye Feng's voice sounded again.

...

In the main hall of the head.

Gong Qingqiu and Ye Feng sat opposite each other.

On the coffee table.

A small teapot is filled with a piece of colorful enlightenment tea, exuding a faint colorful halo.

"Now it has entered the fourth year of the sect's vigorous development. Next, it is time to recruit four generations of disciples." Ye Feng said the purpose of calling Gong Qingqiu.

"Subordinates understand." Gong Qingqiu took his orders.

"Wait!" Ye Feng raised his hand, "Don't recruit 10,000 people all at once, it's better to recruit them once a month, and recruit between 500 and 1,000 each time."

"Why is this?" Gong Qingqiu was puzzled.

"If you recruit 10,000 people in the first half of the year, if a more suitable disciple appears in half a year, wouldn't you miss it?"

Ye Feng asked rhetorically.

Although it is possible to keep the other party until the next year to recruit, some Tianjiao may not be willing to wait.

Gong Qingqiu thought about it for a moment and understood what Ye Feng meant.

"Subordinates understand."

The two chatted for a while before Gong Qingqiu left.

Big Year.

A heavy news came out.

This month, the Misty Sect will recruit 500 disciples!

As soon as the news came out, it shocked the world.

The Misty Sect is a super sect with four holy realms. Although it is still a four-star level now, becoming a holy land is already a certainty.

Joining the Misty Sect is equivalent to joining a holy land!

Suddenly, countless Tianjiao, accompanied by their fathers and even strong ancestors, rushed to the Spiritual Kingdom.

The fifth day of the new year.

In front of the Misty Square.

Hundreds of thousands of practitioners have gathered here, but among them there are only tens of thousands of younger generations, and the rest are the elders of these younger generations of practitioners.

"Look, that is the monument of strength."

"It's really magnificent."

"Feng, you must strive to become a disciple of the Misty Sect and win glory for our Lingfeng Empire."

"Okay, Grandpa Grandpa."

There was a lot of discussion among the practitioners present.

Some people are admonishing their descendants, and some are guaranteeing their elders, claiming that they can enter the Misty Sect and glorify their ancestors.

Tatata!

Someone walked in a steady and tidy pace.

Everyone followed the sound to watch.

I saw Tianlong, the commander of the heavenly soldiers, led ten thousand heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals into the air, and the sound of dragons and tigers roared.

"It's the celestial general of the ethereal sect!"

"Quiet and quiet."

People from all major forces will no longer discuss it.

"Everyone is friendly!" At this moment, Gong Qingqiu walked slowly, followed by Xia Wenwen and other disciples.

Everyone was silent, waiting for what Gong Qingqiu would say next.

Mid-air.

Gong Qingqiu folded his hands and placed it in front of him. After looking around for a week, he found that the younger generation present were not very old, but most of them had the cultivation level of the peak of refining Qi and even the Ju Yuan realm.

A very small number of people have even reached the Linghai Realm.

"It's all good!"

Gong Qingqiu praised, "However, our Misty Sect only has 500 disciples this month."

Before coming to Zongmen Square, these younger generations had all passed the test of Fate Zijinling.

But even after screening, in just a few days, tens of thousands of people came.

Only five hundred are enrolled, and the competition is too great.

Gong Qingqiu expressed embarrassment and said: "It's a bit difficult to choose!"

"What's the problem? If you win me, you can join the clan. Isn't that simple? However, you can pass the trial level before you fight with me."

A milky voice sounded.

Everyone was attracted attention.

next moment.

The eyes of hundreds of thousands of people present all fell on Xia Wenwen, who was about one meter tall.

Seeing this person wearing the clothes of the inner disciple of the ethereal sect and wearing an identity token marked with the symbol of "four generations and one" around his waist, everyone was taken aback.

"Is a four-generation disciple of the Misty Sect."

"And it's a big brother!"

"The Misty Sect is not a pure Taoist school, it is divided into senior brothers and senior sisters, so this is the four generations of senior sisters."

"If you don’t tell me, I have forgotten that the pure Taoist school has no divisions such as senior sisters and senior aunts. The elderly are uniformly called uncle, senior uncle, and senior brother, but the ethereal sect is not a pure Taoist, so it can be called senior ."

"It turns out that she is a four-generation master sister!"

"If we enter the Misty Sect, wouldn't it be four generations? So, this little girl is our eldest sister?"

The tens of thousands of Tianjiao present were dumbfounded.

At such a young age, how can you be their master sister?

Soon everyone laughed.

Xia Wenwen jumped onto the table and solemnly announced:

"I am the fourth-generation master sister of the Misty Sect, Xia Wenwen, and I am solely responsible for today's entry assessment."

After all, she pointed to a teenager who laughed happily, and said: "It's you, come up and discuss with me."

"I?"

The boy pointed to himself in surprise.

"Yes, it's you." Xia Wenwen hooked his finger towards the person, without a trace of breath on his body.

It seems that she is just an ordinary little girl.

"Master sister, if I win you, I can enter the sect?"

When the young man left the queue, his aura gradually increased, reaching the triple peak of the Ju Yuan realm.

His name is Cai Ji and he is thirteen years old this year.

It's not bad to have this cultivation level at this age.

"Stop talking nonsense, go ahead!" Xia Wenwen hooked his finger again, "Don't waste time."

Cai Ji grinned: "Master sister~www.readwn.com~ Junior brother is offended here."

As soon as the voice fell, Cai Ji had already rushed up.

With a punch, it fell heavily.

As a practitioner in the Juyuan realm, his physical body is baptized by the aura of heaven and earth, which is far beyond mortal.

With a random punch, you can punch through the steel plate.

But, the next moment.

A jaw-dropping scene appeared.

Xia Wenwen just stretched out a finger and resisted Cai Ji's heavy fist.

"Have you not eaten?"

With a light push from Xia Wenwen, Cai Ji flew out and was caught by his elders.

"So strong?"

Everyone stared at Xia Wenwen, dumbfounded.