"Ahem...Senior Brother Shang, you are an ancestor of the Taoist sect. Even if we are not from the same sect, you cannot be called senior brother no matter what."

"Yes, Senior Brother Shang, no matter in terms of cultivation level or seniority, you are a senior brother." Zhang Jie also helped.

Uncle Shang Ling pondered for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "In this case, you two junior brothers, you are welcome as brothers."

"Senior Brother Shang, these two are..." Their conversation did not deliberately lower their voices, and the people around them heard it clearly. One of them couldn't hold himself back and stepped forward to ask.

Uncle Shang Ling coughed, attracting the attention of everyone nearby, and he introduced: "Senior brothers, these two are Junior Brother Zhang Jie Zhang and Junior Brother Xiao Wen Bingxiao from the Secret Talisman Sect."

"Secret Talisman Gate..."

A burst of whispers spread among the people. It seemed that this sect did have a very high prestige, and everyone looked at them a little differently.

"The sect leader is here."

Someone didn't know who gave a soft drink, and suddenly there was silence on the balcony.

Xiao Wenbing raised his head and looked up. The leader of the Tianyi Sect was leading the way. Behind him, there were six people, some old and some young, but he couldn't tell the difference just by looking at their appearance.

However, the most eye-catching thing is a stunning girl among these six people.

Her eyes are as pure as autumn water, spotless, like a proud solitary plum blossom, hard to get close to.

Among these seven people, she is the only one who is in the Golden Core realm. The other people have already practiced Nascent Soul, and Tianyi Sect Master is even more powerful, having reached a level close to the late stage of the Tribulation.

"I've met the sect leader."

Neat voices rang out in the field, and no one dared to be rude to him in the slightest.

Tianyi Sect Master nodded slightly, his eyes circled around the scene, stopping on Xiao Wenbing, and said with a smile: "It turns out that Fellow Daoist Xiao has already arrived first."

As soon as he said these words, there was an explosion below.

As the leader of Tianyi Sect, he actually called a cultivator in the alchemy stage and called him a Taoist friend. It was definitely a shocking thing that shocked the entire cultivation world.

Only then did Xiao Wenbing realize that it turned out that he didn't say it casually that night, let alone address him in private, but sincerely wanted to make friends with him.

It's just that it's not a pleasant feeling to be stared at by so many eyes. Besides, he doesn't want to be known as disrespectful to his teacher.

He bowed immediately and said, "Thank you very much, Master, for your concern."

Zhang Jie looked at the junior disciple beside him with a face full of surprise, and then he realized that the Taoist senior who valued him so much was not just his master, but there were many others.

The leader of the Tianyi Sect returned a half salute, saying that he was just a friend of his own generation and therefore did not dare to accept his full salute. His performance was even more astonishing.

After meeting Xiao Wenbing, the leader of Tianyi Sect said a few words to a few old guys with advanced cultivation, and then said loudly: "Fellow Taoists, this year is the founding ceremony of our sect once every ten years.

All fellow Taoists of this sect can go to the reading room one by one to refer to it according to their own cultivation level."

"Thank you, Master."

Tianyi Sect Master nodded slightly and said: "Everyone who wants to enter the reading room can sign up."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone came out of the queue and said loudly: "Sect Master, I want to enter the tenth level auxiliary alchemy pavilion for ten years, please allow me."

An old Taoist next to Tianyi Sect Master turned over his hand and took out something. Xiao Wenbing looked at it intently and couldn't help but be startled. If he saw it correctly, that thing turned out to be a laptop computer.

I didn't expect these old guys to modernize so thoroughly that they even use this thing.

The veteran expertly manipulated the mouse on the computer a few times and said: "Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Zhang, the tenth-level auxiliary elixir pavilion has no one asking for reading this year."

Zhang Laodao breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Yisu." After that, he walked to the empty area on the west side of the balcony and sat cross-legged.

Afterwards, according to each person's cultivation level, one after another people reported to the attic that they wished to enter.

Every time someone submits a report, the old man will check the computer and either approve or reject it, depending on the situation.

Those who get the answer will be happy, while those who are rejected, although full of regret, have no choice but to change to another loft and sign up again.

"Second Senior Brother, what's going on?" Xiao Wenbing looked interesting, secretly pulled Zhang Jie beside him, and asked.

Zhang Jie was startled and said, "Didn't Third Junior Brother tell you?"

Xiao Wenbing shook his head blankly.

"The hundred arts of the Taoist sect are endless. The Tianyimen divides the hundred arts roughly into one hundred and eight pavilions, and each pavilion contains an art. It is also divided into levels from one to ten according to personal cultivation. Each time, the same level

The same loft is only open to ten fellow Taoists. The demand for the more popular lofts exceeds the supply, so the number of people seems to be tight." Before Zhang Jie could speak, Uncle Shang Ling explained it first.

Xiao Wenbing suddenly understood and asked: "Senior Brother Shang, why don't you sign up?"

Uncle Shang Ling coughed and said: "Junior brother Xiao, the order of registration is based on each person's cultivation level. We haven't reached the Golden Core stage yet."

Xiao Wenbing nodded silently. He secretly pushed Zhang Jie and said, "Second Senior Brother, it seems that we will be very far behind in the queue."

Zhang Jie's face turned red and he said: "Nonsense, it has been less than ten years since I entered the golden elixir stage, so of course it is the last one."

After a while, Uncle Shang Ling suddenly took a step forward and said loudly: "My disciple, Uncle Shang Ling of the Tianfeng Sect, wants to enter the third-level attack magic weapon pavilion to seek skills. Please give me permission from the sect master."

The old Taoist checked it out as usual and said: "It's accurate."

Uncle Shang Ling was overjoyed, bowed deeply to him, and respectfully stepped away.

At this time, there were already many cultivators at the Golden Core Stage who were applying. Every time they came forward, they reported their sect name and then started to sign up for the art.

To them, the Yisu Taoist seemed much more casual. In his golden mouth, apart from the word "accurate", there was also the word "not allowed".

However, everyone is accustomed to his almost rude attitude. After all, the gap is there, and it is reasonable for others to refuse to talk to you.

Since those who signed up at this time were mostly at the Golden Elixir level, the range they could choose from was much smaller, which was only the first to third levels of each loft. Soon, the people who signed up later were rejected one after another.

Every cultivator who successfully registered their names consciously came to the west side of the building. Their efficiency was very fast. Within a few hours, the west side of the building was already overcrowded, and there were only a few cultivators standing elsewhere who had not signed up.

Not much.

Ps: Have any of your friends read Brother Jack’s book "The Wind in Another World"?

Without further ado, let’s go and appreciate it for yourself, I promise you won’t be disappointed…
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