"Elder Yidao, what's the matter?" The man in purple asked the old man in front of him doubtfully. In fact, Feng Ling knew very well why the old man came to see him.
After all, Ling Weiyun's clone, who had just secretly communicated with Elder Liu Yidao, was still there!
"I've met Elder Liu!" Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou bowed excitedly. When they stood up, they saw that the man in purple was calm and motionless. They couldn't help but secretly sweat for their boss. .
"The sect leader asked you to stay for now. He will announce the important event in public later during the core disciple awards ceremony!" The kind-browed old man raised his eyebrows and was not angry at the plain attitude of the man in purple.
After all, this is a world where the strong are respected, and I am now qualified!
"Well, then I'll go with the elder!" Feng Ling nodded, then turned around and explained to Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou, who were "confused about what to do."
"I'll come as soon as I go, you two go back first!" A voice echoed in the place, and in the short period of time when a gust of wind and dust blew past the two of them, the two figures, one old and one young, disappeared at the same time.
"Sect Master, I specially invite...!"
"Elder, treat each other as equals...!"
Their eyes were shining, and their admiration for Feng Ling could be described as a new level. After looking at each other, they said happily: "You are ours after all, boss!"
Then, Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou also walked away. Feng Ling naturally didn't know that just now, they had already made up their mind to use him as a role model.
After a cup of tea...
In the Yuqing Hall, a man with a purple gold crown sat facing the main seat, while the Great Elder, Honorary Elder and Elder Liu Yidao naturally sat on the side of Feng Tianjue.
In addition to the more than forty seats on the left and right sides below, it is enough for the remaining dozens of ordinary elders. Even if all the legendary elders in the worship hall are invited now, it will be no problem.
Strictly speaking, the Great Elder is actually a member of the Worship Hall. Since he was the first person in the Yuqing Sect besides Feng Tianjue to be promoted to a legendary powerhouse, he should be ranked as the Great Elder. As for his cultivation, he It should also be the tallest one.
In addition to the second elder and the third elder who are loyal followers of Feng Tianjue, there are four or five elders who are undecided. As for whether there are successors to the elders who have been promoted to legend, Long Yuzhong does not know.
Because every strong person in the late stage of the tenth rank who is in seclusion will be arranged by Feng Tianjue to a hidden place that no one can think of to make a unified breakthrough.
Feng Tianjue has never announced the success or failure of his breakthrough to the outside world. However, based on what Long Yu Zhong has learned over the years, there are at least ten worship elders in the worship hall today!
It has to be said that the efficiency of these deacons is quite high. In just a short time, both the core disciples in retreat and those cultivating near the Yuqing Mountains have been informed.
"Long time no see, all geniuses...!" Feng Tianjue smiled, took the lead and stood up to look at the fifty core disciples standing in the center of the hall, and then nodded to express his condolences. This shows how much the Yuqing Sect Leader values them.
"There are actually so many core disciples?" The withered old man looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel quite surprised. The number far exceeded his original expectation.
Among the fifty people, Feng Ling saw many familiar faces, such as Feng Yuqing, Leng Ningshuang, Xiang Qiubai, Wu Ye, etc., all prominently among them.
In fact, the number of core disciples that could be invited this time was only forty-nine, but since Feng Yuqing also made a breakthrough, including her, there happened to be half a hundred core disciples present.
Feng Ling secretly explored the fifty people and found that there were about twelve core disciples at the tenth level, and the rest were almost evenly distributed among the eighth and ninth level. But no matter what their level was, Feng Ling had no idea about those disciples anyway. Not a single face was recognized.
This couldn't help but make him smile bitterly. He knew nearly one-third of the core disciples of the tenth rank, but he didn't know any of the core disciples of the other realms.
"Feng Ling, please be careful, the Great Elder is very alert!"
The man with the purple gold crown looked at the man in purple with confusion and reminded him. The rest of the people still stood upright and looked ahead. It seemed that no one except Feng Tianjue noticed the abnormality.
"Sect Master, be well!"
"Elders, be well!"
All the core disciples clasped their fists together and bowed in order from the front to the left and right sides. Except for a few people who did not clasp their fists in return, most of the elders returned the salute with a kind face.
Of course there are embarrassing situations.
For example: some tenth-turn core disciples do not intend to "serve as elders", so naturally they will not accept the elder examination, while some accept and pass the examination but are unwilling to take on the responsibility.
This also resulted in some people who were originally brothers being awkwardly divided into two camps: core disciples and elders.
"Elder Cui Hui, how are you these days?" The wild man and the white-robed man stepped forward together and smiled gently at a young ninth-level elder on the left, as if an elder was caring for a junior.
"I've met Senior Brother Wu Ye and Senior Brother Qiubai! Thank you two Senior Brothers for your concern!" The man named Cui Hui raised his somewhat inflexible hands and saluted the two people in front of him. His words and actions were extremely weird.
Wu Ye, Xiang Qiubai and Cui Hui were not the only ones in this chaotic situation, but everyone tacitly agreed not to get involved.
"This Cui Hui's hands are faintly turned into iron. He must be a master who has been using his palms for many years!" The man in purple frowned and secretly guessed as he looked at the man whose hands were a bit stiff.
"Junior brother Feng Ling!"
Two women's voices sounded together, causing the two beautiful women who came to the man in purple to be stunned for a moment. Then Leng Ningshuang and Feng Yuqing looked at each other, and a faint smell of gunpowder floated into Feng Ling's nose.
"Ahem, senior sister, Yuqing...!" Feng Ling waved to say hello to the two of them, and then secretly sent a message to the vindictive two to pay attention to the situation.
"Hmph! It's all your fault...!" But his good intentions were obviously useless. The two girls who heard this turned away and snorted coldly at the same time. They didn't believe that this matter could be such a coincidence, and they all believed that the other party was following him. Compete with yourself.
Feng Ling stood in the middle with a wry smile. On both sides stood a stunning woman looking at him with a cold face, which naturally attracted the attention of many people. This made Feng Ling extremely embarrassed.
"Huh? How good is this brother? Why haven't I seen you before?"
A familiar man's voice sounded, but it was Xiang Qiubai who ducked in front of Feng Ling, followed by two men who came slowly behind.
