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

But deacon disciples are different, even if they rank in the top [-], it is impossible to become a direct disciple.

Personal disciples are disciples who are recognized by the elders to inherit their mantle, and they are irreplaceable in themselves.

"Li Yue, Shen Wen, Wei Qin..." The steady voice resounded through the podium.

Feng Chang'an listened carefully to the names until he heard the last one, but his own name never appeared. It seems that he either entered the inner sect or entered the deacon.

He is now a water and wood dual spiritual root. Although his aptitude is not as good as in his previous life and he cannot enter the ranks of direct disciples, he is still more than enough to enter the inner sect, and the deacons can squeeze in.

It's just a pity that he originally wanted to worship his junior brother as his teacher and use his status as a direct disciple to make a quick comeback.

It now appears that plans have to be slowed down.

"The last one: Feng Chang'an!"

The words startled a thousand layers of waves, and the elders present frowned.

Feng Chang'an, Daoist Konghuai, the core elder of the Qingyun Sect, was once the most dazzling new star in the world of cultivating immortals. Unfortunately, this new star finally fell in Wuhai Forest, Xuanwuzhou, and died at the hands of the demon king Qi Tian.

After 20 years, it was actually renamed by a younger generation.

He is still a junior who can only be ranked on the tailbone of the outer door.

The elders here feel a little uncomfortable, but that's all. Maybe the parents of the younger generation with the same name as the elder Konghuai hope that their child will become the next Konghuai.

After all, when Elder Konghuai was still alive, there were overwhelming similar names: Leng Changan, Luo Changan, Liu Changan...

After the death of Elder Konghuai, a group of young people directly changed their name to Feng Changan. If the ancestors didn't agree and chased after him, there must be Feng Changan everywhere now.

"The person who just read the name stepped forward, and the name of the registered disciple will be announced..."

Elder Yang of the outer sect hadn't finished speaking when he was interrupted by the young man's clean voice.

"Elder!" The crowd parted like a tidal wave, and the gray-clothed boy walked calmly from the parting path to the high stage of the Dao Dao platform, and said in a calm voice, "Younger Feng Chang'an has doubts."

Elder Yang frowned fiercely, and said displeasedly: "Go on, it's enrollment time, what's the matter, wait until the enrollment is over."

"I'm afraid that if I go down, no one will listen to me." Feng Changan raised his head, pronounced the words clearly, and said with a smile: "I just want to ask about the admission requirements of the inner sect and the deacon."

Feng Chang'an's behavior obviously angered Elder Yang, he stared angrily, and said coldly: "Since you belong to the outer sect, you must stay in the outer sect steadfastly, don't be too ambitious, the gain outweighs the loss!"

Feng Chang'an felt that the old man was targeting him and seemed to be thinking of him, but in fact he was pushed to the outer door every sentence, trying to erase the fact that he did not belong to the outer door.

"Host, if you look to the southeast, it's the far right." 081 said meaningfully, "He's smiling, and he's smiling smugly."

Feng Chang'an looked in the direction 081 said, and sure enough, he saw the blue-clothed boy standing in the ranks of the inner disciples, he was smiling, with a smile on his brow, and a smug smile.

Seeing him looking over, the boy in blue restrained his smile and opened his mouth coldly.

Feng Changan stared closely at his mouth shape, and saw him say: "Junior Brother Feng, it's no wonder others missed the time, please take care of me in the future!"

An outer disciple takes care of an inner disciple, making a big joke in the world.

Feng Changan finally understood that everything from the deacon disciple to the elder of the outer sect was deliberately arranged and done by the blue-clothed boy.

you wait for me.

Feng Chang'an raised the corners of his mouth sadly, his cold gaze made the blue-clothed boy subconsciously tremble, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.