Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

Glaring at Elder Yang fiercely, the inner sect elder said: "Although the inner sect's quota is full, but in view of your aptitude, this elder can add another slot as a reserve disciple of the inner sect. What do you think?"

Elder Yang was stared at by the elders of the inner sect, his whole body turned cold, and he was thrown into the heavy rain like a chicken whose feathers had been plucked, receiving strange gazes from all sides.

These gazes made him feel uncomfortable, his face flushed, and finally he couldn't bear the pressure, so he stepped down from the stage in desperation.

"Preparation disciple?" 081 didn't hold back, and laughed, "When did the Qing Yunzong give out the title of preparatory disciple? Hahaha, the system is dying of laughter."

Prepare...prepare...disciple?

Feng Chang'an stopped in his tracks, turned around and asked, "Excuse me, elder, what kind of disciple is a preparatory disciple? Why aren't you an inner sect disciple? You also said that with my aptitude, I can enter the inner sect."

"The preparatory disciple is..." the elder of the inner sect pretended to be confused, and said solemnly, "It's not just the outer sect and the registration, are the quotas full? Then, the preparatory disciple will be treated the same as the inner sect disciple, with a different title... ..."

The deacon elder standing aside stabbed the elder of the inner sect, "Elder Mo, there is no such title in the Zongli. If you are so reckless, the Zongzhu will be so angry that he will jump eight feet high."

Elder Mo glanced at him, and thought to himself: "What do you know? I know which is more important, fame or a title. Make it clear first, and then find the suzerain to add it later. It's a big deal."

Deacon Elder: "If you say it's settled, then it's settled? It doesn't take any effort at all." Saying that, he looked around and narrowed his eyes. "Actually, this matter is not without room for maneuver."

Staring at the young man standing on the attic, the deacon elder stabbed the inner sect elder again, "In our sect, who else is the core elder who confiscated disciples?"

"Elder Zigui?"

Elder Mo reacted instantly. He squinted his eyes and looked at the white-robed young man sitting in the attic. The young man had a handsome profile and was playing chess with himself. There was a deacon disciple sitting on his left side, and he didn't know what he was doing. Sweating profusely.

"His temper doesn't give us a layer of skin..."

The deacon elder said: "It has nothing to do with us, it should be that the boy was skinned.

Besides, we only said that there are quotas, and it is still quotas for direct disciples. Whether Elder Zigui accepts or not is another matter.

If you don't accept him in all likelihood, then this young man will not be able to be an outer disciple honestly, at worst he will be promoted to an inner disciple next year, first stabilize the person, reputation is important..."

The two middle-aged men with gray temples kept whispering, and the field was extremely quiet. Feng Changan knew that the preparatory disciple was a bluff, and seeing that they hadn't reached a conclusion after discussing for a long time, he turned around and left.

Compared with other elders, this elder's handling level is obviously worse.

It is estimated that some of the direct disciples who did not have a firm foothold were kicked out to take the position of elders because the elders in the sect suffered heavy casualties when the first line of defense was established.

In just 20 years, without the leadership of seniors, the level will inevitably be inferior.

Feng Chang'an's original goal was his junior brother, and since it didn't work out, he naturally wouldn't hang himself on Qingyun's crooked neck tree.

The big forces in the world of cultivating immortals are not only Qingyun, but also Beixi, Yiqi, Meishan, and Wuliang.

I will not mention Wuliang, a group of bald heads.

You can go anywhere in the remaining three places, you can only practice left and right, and you can still die in another place?

"Stay!" Elder Mo looked up, hey!The kid still wanted to leave, so he said hastily: "Actually, apart from preparing disciples, there is also a quota for direct disciples!"

The audience was in an uproar and looked at Elder Mo in astonishment.

Isn't there only eight places for direct disciples?Where did the ninth come from? !