Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

As for Wangtian Pavilion.

The movement here can be said to have alarmed the entire top management of the mountain gate.

Even those ancestor-level beings who were in retreat in the back mountain had long since stopped caring about worldly affairs, but they were all alarmed.

For a moment, all kinds of energy were raging in the sky above the head, and the battle was even bigger than the previous appearance of the mountain guard dragon beast.

Along with the energy rolling like waves, a series of figures swallowing mountains and rivers descended on the field.

These people were both male and female, old and young, but without exception, each and every one of them had hesitant breaths and started to act like a Taoist at every turn.

As soon as these people appeared, their eyes were fixed on Li Yuan and the others, as if they were looking at rare treasures.

There was a cheerful look on every face.

"Are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"

One of the imposing old men cleared his throat and couldn't help but speak to Li Yuan and the others.

As soon as he spoke, there was a commotion in the whole square.

"Oh my God, this...isn't this the new Pavilion Master of Wangtian Pavilion? He is a well-known Taoist realm expert in the wilderness."

"Didn't I hear that he went into seclusion a hundred years ago, and now he comes out of seclusion and wants to accept these guys as his disciples?"

"Hiss, envious..."

While everyone was talking to each other, another old voice sounded: "Disciple, what you have to do now is to work hard to meditate and improve your cultivation. When it comes to accepting disciples, let me do it as a teacher."

This is the voice of another old man.

This old man has gray hair and is dressed in a robe. Every move he makes seems to blend into the world, and his power is unpredictable.

But his words made the entire square tremble.

The previous pavilion masters were all called disciples.

The identity of the person who spoke will be revealed soon.

It must be the previous cabinet master.

It has been almost a thousand years since this person left office.

There are even rumors from the outside world that this person has already traveled to the west of Hexi.

But now he runs out and competes with his own disciples for disciples?

This is simply too unbelievable.

Everyone is going crazy.

What was happening in front of them was simply unacceptable to them.

And this didn't seem to end there, because another ancient existence came: "Such a seedling, it would be a waste of nature for you, so let me teach them."

The entire Wangtian Pavilion trembled at this moment. The old monsters who had left seclusion before and the former pavilion masters all lowered their heads cautiously.

He is the oldest ancestor of Wangtian Pavilion.

It actually alarmed him.

On the scene, Li Yuan and the others who were involved were all dumbfounded at this moment.

When did they become so popular that they attracted so many big guys vying to be their masters?

All of them present are considered to be of good birth, and there are many strong people in the clan.

But it is obviously incomparable to those who are starting out as daozun in front of them.

Obviously, this is a huge opportunity for any of them.

How to keep them from being moved?

However, they did not agree rashly, but looked at Lin Fan instinctively.

At this moment, Lin Fan was riding on the back of a chubby tiger, like a little adult: "It's not impossible to get my friends to join your sect. I have to give them benefits."

All the big guys who were originally full of enthusiasm were stunned when they heard this.

With any of their identities, as long as they say that they want to be a disciple, countless people in this wilderness will crowd their heads and want to become his disciples.

As a result, they now mainly want to recruit disciples, but they are actually being asked for benefits in return.

This is simply unheard of, unseen.

As for Li Yuan and others, the corners of their mouths twitched.

They were really afraid that Lin Fan would be beaten.

However, Lin Fan still put his hands on his hips and said in a coquettish voice: "What? You are not even going to give me any favors, so you want my friends to become my disciples? You are so stingy, I don't think this teacher can be my disciple."

A group of respected celebrities in Wangtian Pavilion were very angry at these words.

This little milk baby looks like he really deserves a beating.

But what surprised them was that the talented geniuses seemed to be very convinced of this little baby. None of them had any objections, but stood firmly on his side.

This made all Wangtian Pavilion executives feel toothache.

In the end, the former Pavilion Master couldn't hold it any longer: "As long as any one of you joins my sect, I can provide him with all the training resources to reach the God Transformation Realm, and I can even personally take him to several forbidden places for trials. "

After all, these are all good seeds.

Any one of them has the qualifications of a super divine grade at every turn.

As long as it is cultivated and cultivated, it will definitely be a unique existence in the future.

It's even possible that something is better than someone's.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other predecessors couldn't hold it in anymore: "Whoever worships me as your teacher can get my mantle. While I provide training resources, I can also give you a Taoist artifact."

"Tao tools are nothing, I'll give you two."

"How dare you, I am the master. As juniors, how can you compete with the ancestor for disciples?"

"Ancestor's words are wrong. Each disciple is accepted based on his ability, regardless of seniority."

"Yes, yes, worship me, and I can keep him as a closed disciple."

"..."

In the long history of Wangtian Pavilion, perhaps there has never been such a scene where several generations of pavilion masters fought for the heads of a few disciples.

And the promised benefits are higher than the last.

I simply envy everyone.

But there are some things you can't envy.

In the end, after a fierce competition on the field, the ancestors almost came to blows, and everyone was able to 'divide up' these geniuses.

A group of ancestors basically made it possible for everyone to have a share.

Even Mu Qing was originally not qualified enough to worship those ancestors, but because Mu Qing brought Li Yuan's group from the ancient forbidden land, it was considered a great achievement.

When the ancestor was happy, he waved his hand and put it directly into the door wall.

This is higher than the status of the true disciples in Wangtian Pavilion.

For a moment, everyone present was envious.

And jealousy made Jiang Weiwei completely different.

Why, why did that Mu Qing not only succeed in joining Wangtian Pavilion, but also had such bad luck that he was directly included in the door of the ancestor?

This is no different from rising to prominence.

And just when everyone was enthusiastically joining the ancestor's sect, everyone's eyes suddenly fell on Lin Fan, who was like an outsider.

Everyone had their qualifications tested, but from beginning to end, Lin Fan didn't take the test.

To be honest, everyone is curious about Lin Fan's qualifications.

After all, on the road to reincarnation, the one who has reincarnated most completely is none other than Lin Fan.

Everyone has grown up in reverse and just returned to their teenage years.

Lin Fan, on the other hand, simply returned to his infancy.

Now I can barely grow into a little baby...

The ancestors didn't take this to heart at all.

They didn't have much favorable impressions of this little milk baby. After all, it was because of him that they had to bribe their apprentices with benefits. It was simply unheard of.

Besides, they had already received disciples that they were satisfied with, and they were already satisfied. They had no interest in the qualifications of this little kid.

But at this moment, Lin Fan was like a skeleton. He got on Hua Xia's back from the little fat tiger, then threw away his little arms and legs, and ran to the test column in a hurry.

He raised his fleshy white and tender little hand and pressed it on the pillar like that.