Chapter 4: Apprenticeship Ceremony (Part 1)

In the next three days, Song Xiaotian never saw Feng Er again, but he was not worried about him. Feng Er is not a good man. How could he be together in the Tianlang Mercenary Group at the age of sixteen?

The old man with a little abnormal nerve was on his hands.

Although Ye Wuming's cultivation is very high, Feng Er's cultivation is not low. Even if the two of them really turn against each other, it is still unknown who will win.

During these three days, Song Xiaotian was very low-key. Although he was about to become a closed disciple who was personally circulated by the head of the sect, he had not officially become a disciple after all, so he temporarily lived with those newly-entered disciples in the past few days.

A total of twelve disciples were selected this year. In addition to Song Xiaotian and Feng Er, there are ten new disciples.

It is not until now that Song Xiaotian knew that this was also the rule of Feijian Villa, and only twelve disciples were admitted every year.

However, although Song Xiaotian seems to have no special treatment now, in fact, someone in the villa has begun to take extra care of him.

Just like the deacon elder Ye Feichi, in order to please Song Xiaotian, he specially arranged for his newly recruited disciple Liu Meng to serve him.

Liu Meng was the Tie Niu who claimed to be the son of the blacksmith who kicked Feng Er out of the formation that day.

He is nearly 1.9 meters tall and weighs 1.9 years up. His dark muscles are extremely hard, so he is definitely a standard muscular man. But he looks scary, and he is actually a honest and honest person.

Some people say that women have big breasts and no brains. Combined with this sentence, Song Xiaotian finally realized what it means to be big and no brains. And Liu Meng is not as simple as having no brains. Song Xiaotian's evaluation of him is that he is pure

Just a brainless person.

"Brother Xiaotian, my master told me that I must respect you in the future and let me establish a good relationship with you. He said that no matter what you do in the future, I must report to him truthfully.

He also said I can't call you brother, why are he so lenient? The two brothers are related to him..." Liu Meng said with a confused look on his face, "Brother, you say, if I really give it to him,

Does reporting your situation mean betray you?"

"Not count..." Song Xiaotian said seriously, "But don't tell him that you have said these words to me!"

Liu Meng is a honest person. In fact, even if Liu Meng doesn't tell him this, he knows that Ye Feichi sent him to monitor him.

Ye Feichi thought he was smart and deliberately sent Liu Meng, a honest and honest person, to monitor him, in order to make Song Xiaotian unpretentious to him, but how could he know that he was too arrogant to him and too arrogant to Liu Meng.

, Of course, the biggest mistake was to underestimate Song Xiaotian.

However, how could he have thought that Song Xiaotian would have such a terrifying remote view? Not to mention what he said to Liu Meng, as long as he was willing, he could see all the actions of everyone in Feijian Villa.

"Brother, hurry up and have breakfast. You will be a disciple later. I heard that we new disciples are going to fight the ring today to show their kung fu foundation!" Liu Meng said again.

"Yeah!" Song Xiaotian nodded. He had known what Liu Meng said long ago. The so-called showing his kung fu foundation is nothing more than letting everyone see their strengths and others, and then compete in a year later.

It depends on who will lead the apprentice to make faster progress.

But Liu Meng didn't know that they would accept the challenges of other disciples in the sect later. Of course, the purpose was to give new disciples a warning, let them know the gap and put their position in the right place.

Of course, the original intention of doing this is to use this to inspire new disciples and make them study harder and practice harder.

After breakfast, Song Xiaotian and Liu Meng walked towards the square outside the hall, without seeing anyone along the way. It was not until they arrived at the square that they found that thousands of people had gathered in the square.

"Why are there so many people?" Song Xiaotian frowned. His current super energy is less than just using a little bit, and he is reluctant to squander it at will. Therefore, he did not know that the fact that Ye Wudao, the Feijian Villa, had accepted the closed disciples, had spread throughout the ancient times.

Martial Arts.

At this time, most of the people present came to watch the ceremony. To put it bluntly, they all wanted to see what the closed disciples received by Ye Wudao, who had not accepted disciples for decades, looked like, and why Ye Wudao was so

value.

You should know that after a respected master accepts a closed disciple, it means that he will teach all his knowledge to the closed disciples, which shows how much he attaches importance to the closed disciples.

The square in front of the hall is as big as a standard football field, and a rectangular high platform has been set up in the middle. At this time, an Eight Immortals Table with a yellow tablecloth is placed on the high platform. There is a tablet on the table, and an incense burner the size of a spittoon is placed.

There are a few plates of fruit and a few incense candles in front of them.

Obviously, this is prepared for the apprenticeship ceremony, but it seems that this apprenticeship ceremony is really chilling, but the grand scene of thousands of people watching around makes the apprenticeship ceremony no longer that simple.

Song Xiaotian just glanced at the people in the square and could see that these people were all masters sent by each sect and had at least twenty years of ancient martial arts cultivation. It is estimated that there are people in the three villages and four palaces in the ancient martial arts world.

Come.

However, after searching for a long time, Song Xiaotian did not find a familiar shadow. He knew that there must be someone coming to Wuming Villa, but obviously, he had never seen anyone who came before.

At this moment, Song Xiaotian heard footsteps coming from behind him. He turned his head and saw that Ye Wudao was walking slowly with four old men and three middle-aged men, one of whom was a middle-aged woman.

"Greetings to the master!" Song Xiaotian shouted respectfully with his fists in his hands.

"Haha..." Ye Wudao smiled happily, "Xiaotian, after you finish your master's appointment, someone may ask you to discuss. If you can, you can avoid it. If you can't, let go and play a few moves with them. All the promising masters are good.

You don’t have to worry!”

"Oh!" Song Xiaotian felt that Ye Wudao's words were in words, but he couldn't figure out what it meant for a moment? But it was obviously not the time to ask about this matter!

Today, Ye Wudao and others were all wearing gray torticol robes, black cloth shoes, and leggings under their feet. They did not look very luxurious, but gave people a very solemn and serious feeling.

Song Xiaotian knew that these ancient martial arts families would only occasionally wear old robes on formal occasions. In addition to those old monsters, they still wore modern and popular clothes and leather shoes.

The apprenticeship ceremony was indeed very simple. Ye Wudao took everyone to the high platform in the middle to worship the ancestor first, and then Song Xiaotian became a disciple. After the apprenticeship, Ye Wudao personally introduced several uncles and senior sisters to him.

Song Xiaotian only now realized that the three middle-aged people were Ye Wudao's personal disciples, and the daughter was Song Xiaotian's third senior sister named Ye Feixia.

Until the apprenticeship ceremony ended, Ye Wudao never greeted people from other sects and sects below the audience. Song Xiaotian did not dare to say anything. He was confused when he stepped down from behind the crowd because he thought he was not a sect.

When I came here to watch the ceremony, it would be considered as giving Feijian Villa a face. According to common sense, Ye Wudao should not have been so indifferent.

"The apprenticeship ceremony ends!" After Ye Wudao and Song Xiaotian and the others stepped down, Ye Feichi jumped onto the central platform and shouted loudly at the top of his voice, "The following is a competition between the disciples of the new disciples of this sect this year..."

"What are the more beautiful things about a few little kids? Why don't you let me take the test of what's so outstanding about your new disciples this year?" Before Ye Feichi finished speaking, a disdainful voice sounded from the audience.

"Fourth Junior Brother, it's all for you later. This year, you must help us and the master to exclaim your anger..." Before Song Xiaotian could react, he heard the voice of his third senior sister Ye Feixia coming from beside him.

"Oh!" Song Xiaotian nodded. He finally understood what his master meant before and it was obvious that Feijian Villa had suffered a lot of losses in this matter.

Things are just as Song Xiaotian thought. Feijian Villa holds a disciple apprenticeship ceremony every year, but there were twelve people who applied to the disciples in previous years, and this year's disciple apprenticeship ceremony was only Song Xiaotian.

Every year after becoming a disciple, many sects will use the name of discussion and consultation to make Feijian Villa look disgraceful. Although there are many of the newly acquired disciples who are talented and intelligent, who have already had a certain foundation, but a few of them are those who have studied for many years.

The opponent of the Kung Fu person.

At this time, Song Xiaotian had already thought that it was possible that the reason why Ye Wudao accepted him and Feng Er so generously was definitely related to this matter.

"Brother, this is a procedure that I have to go through the apprenticeship ceremony of Feijian Villa every year. Isn't it a bit too much for you to do this?" Ye Feichi stared at the middle-aged man who was talking in the audience with his face.

Somewhat ugly.

In previous years, these people would politely wait for them to complete the internal competition of disciples in the sect before they could join in. Unexpectedly, they started to disrupt the situation before the procedures for the apprenticeship ceremony were completed this year. This made him, the deacon, look at it honestly.

If they hadn't been able to continue, if they hadn't been able to take action, he might have taken action now.

The so-called first-generation disciples are disciples of the same generation as the head sect, and the second-generation disciples are disciples of a generation lower than the head sect. There is an unwritten rule among the seven ancient martial arts families. The disciples below the three generations can be exchanged freely, but

No matter what, second-generation disciples must not intervene.

"Hehe... Elder Feichi, the newly acquired kids have not produced any decent products for several years. I am worried that if you Feijian Villa continue like this, you will definitely go downhill..."

The man said sympathetically.

He was about forty-five years old, with a squid face, especially his beard, which seemed to be an ape that had not yet evolved. Song Xiaotian felt nauseous.

"What is my master talking to him?" Liu Meng, who was beside Song Xiaotian, asked in a low voice.

"Didn't you see him quarrel with your master? Can't you even see this?" At this moment, a very familiar voice from Song Xiaotian sounded from behind him and Liu Meng. He turned his head and saw that it was not Feng Er who could do it.

Who is there?

"What? Arguing with my master?" Liu Meng shouted loudly and rushed towards the bearded man.

"Do you have accumulated some virtue? Don't you want to harm him?" Song Xiaotian looked at Feng Er angrily.

Feng Er was more energetic than before when he didn't see each other for a few days. What surprised Song Xiaotian the most was that he had some hair spray on his flat head, and every hair was stroked to the sky. It seemed that he had been in the past few days.

Very moisturized.

Feng Er curled his lips: "Damn, that kick I was so fierce that day..."

"ah……"
Chapter completed!