After entering the hall, there was a huge hall. Feng Xiao walked through rows of bamboo chairs, but saw that there were six rows of bamboo chairs, each row was more than hundreds, which showed how prosperous the Nandou Sword Sect was.

After walking through the long six rows of bamboo chairs, you will see a high hall. The most eye-catching one is the most spectacular "Tian" character on the back wall of the hall. There are three large nanmu chairs on the left and right sides of the table, with different colors and very gorgeous.

In the middle of three large chairs was an old man with pale beards. The old man was dressed in white clothes like snow. He sat upright on it, his eyes slightly arose. When he saw Feng Xiao coming in, he opened his eyes and made him a lot for a while.

Sitting on the left was a middle-aged man with red hair and a flat chest and a hug. The man had a fiery red beard on his face and was extremely rough. Except for his dark skin on his face, all his hair seemed to be fiery red, and even his eyes were fiery red.

On the right was a thin old man. He was extremely thin. He sat there like a bone-shaped pose, looking like an old ape, and looked very similar.

Feng Xiao quickly glanced over and knew that these seemingly strange people were all with the cultivation level of sword immortals, so they should not be underestimated. At that moment, he hurriedly knelt down to the ground and bowed, saying, "All immortals are above, Xiao Ke Feng Xiao pays homage to all the masters!"

The old man with white beard stroked his beard for a while, his eyes narrowed. When he saw Feng Xiao knows etiquette, he immediately showed a look of praise on his face and said, "Where are you from? What advice do you have for me, the Nandou Sword Sect?"

Feng Xiao knew that these sword immortals had a look like a torch, and immediately did not dare to hide anything, so he told him about his affairs. However, when he thought of the whereabouts of the monk Touyi, he was inconvenient to reveal them. He immediately hid the monk Touyi and took Zi Qian in. He only said that he had gone to Xianfeng Mountain and failed to seek medicine, but he met the monk Touyi, and came here after the monk Touyi's guidance.

After Feng Xiao finished speaking, he handed over the Buddhist bead with the word Tongtian left by the monk in the torn clothes. As soon as the old man with white beard flicked his sleeve, Feng Xiao felt a breeze blowing, holding the Buddhist bead steadily into the sky and flying in his hand.

He glanced at it and smiled and said, "It turns out that it was recommended by Master Torn Clothes. Of course, my Nandou Sword Sect will not neglect you!"

Feng Xiao hurriedly thanked him, and the red-haired man whispered to the white-bearded old man: "This boy is a five-spirited man, because he has a congenital disease. Even if he is taken to his subordinates, it may be difficult to cultivate the great way."

The old man with white beard chuckled and said, "I can't see how I can't see it. But Tongtian Temple has always been intimate with my Sword Sect. How can I refute others' face? Who would have accepted him? Don't make it difficult for Tongtian Temple to make it difficult!" The words mean that he was not going to take Feng Xiao into his sect.

The red-bearded man hurriedly said, "Senior Brother, according to my opinion, this kid will have a bad disease attack after a short time, and eventually he will die. You and I will just let you and I pass on this period of time perfunctory. Brother Yunxiao is in a quiet place. Why not just let him worship him in the Shenmu Hall. When the disease attacks, it is naturally not my fault, so I can explain it to Tongtian Temple!"

The old man with white beard remained silent after hearing this, pondered for a long time before turning to the old man who looked like an old ape and said, "Junior Brother Yunxiaozi, what do you think?"

Yun Xiaozi had a small triangle-shaped eyes and immediately glared at the red-bearded man and said, "Junior Brother Huo Yun, your strategy is really good. I throw this hot potato to me. If I accidentally make him die, I will be overwhelmed. But you can rest assured. What a good strategy!"

"You!" The red-bearded man suddenly turned red when he heard this. "I am also considering my sword sect. The senior brother of the head is full of things, so he is naturally not distracted. I have too many disciples under the Huoyun Hall and have no room to take him in. Only the senior brother is quiet and has some free place. How can I not?"

Feng Xiao knelt down in the audience, and the three of them muttered and didn't know what they were saying. They thought they were discussing where they went, and they felt uneasy immediately. He didn't know how the three of them threw away their hot potatoes like playing football.

Seeing that his two junior brothers refused to accept the disciples, the old man with white beard felt quite reasonable after hearing what the red bearded man said, "Junior Brother Yunxiao, don't refuse. According to my opinion, this matter is as Junior Brother Huoyun said, so he will join your disciple!"

"You...!" Yun Xiaozi became anxious and stood up suddenly, but saw that the old man with white beard had already brushed his sleeves away from the big chair and slowly walked away. Yun Xiaozi was so angry that he stomped his feet and sat on the chair with a angrily butt.

The red-bearded man quickly stood up and laughed loudly, "Congratulations to the disciples you have accepted!" He immediately bowed and did not forget to sarcasm.

"Hmph!" Yun Xiaozi snorted coldly, but it was not easy to get angry, so he had to brush his sleeves, turn his head and walk, come to Feng Xiao, glance at him with a squint eyes, and said, "Why are you still kneeling here? Go north from the hall and walk north. You can go by yourself!" After saying that, he stepped out of the hall without turning back.

Feng Xiao was stunned. Seeing Yun Xiaozi's anger, he was smart since childhood. After thinking for a moment, he realized that this must have been caused by himself. It must have been because of others that he felt that he was a big burden. He immediately felt depressed, but he never got up, and still knelt in his original place, silent.

Huo Yunzilang walked over with a smile, brought a warm air to help Feng Xiao up and said, "Haha, Master Wei! Don't worry, my senior brother is just a bad temper. You finally joined my sword sect. I think that many people in the world can't come to such an opportunity. You have to seize it. Why don't you go with your master?" After that, he left alone.

Feng Xiao still bowed his head and felt disappointed, but it was reasonable to think about it. If anyone had the physique of his body, no one would want to drag him down. As the monk Touyi said, his life was like this, and he really should not be forced, so he would just spend the rest of his life in this sword sect. Thinking of the secret decision in his heart that when he had a bad disease, he would never implicate others. Let Zi Qian take him out of the Nandou Sword Sect, find a Feng Shui treasure land, and bury himself. After thinking about it, he sighed and left the hall in dismay.

Just now, a young man wearing Chuyi, with kind eyebrows and a little dull face ran towards him. When he saw Feng Xiao, he hurriedly smiled and scratched his head and said, "You are the junior brother, a new disciple of Shenmu Hall. My name is Shi Dachuan, and others call me Dashi. He was originally a farmer. He learned fists and kicks from the village blacksmith for several years. Fortunately, he was accepted by his master and learned skills here!"

Feng Xiao was not in a good mood at this moment. After listening to Dashi's introduction, he was a little absent-minded and socialized: "Oh! Senior Brother Shi!"
Chapter completed!