Through the jungle and valley, he came to rows of stone buildings covered with vines.

This is the outer disciple management office and the place where Xiao Ran registers.

I saw it in person. When I signed up, I was extremely indifferent to him and had a bad supervisor.

Zhang Shun.

This is a middle-aged man with narrow eyes as long as leaves and short and fat as a melon.

Feng Shui turns.

Xiao Ran, who stepped back into this place, was already wearing a green personal disciple's uniform.

The status of the supervisor whom he had previously spoken coldly has at least three levels higher.

The supervisor is just the boss of the outer disciples.

As for supervisors, those who are trained by external sects or ordinary inner sects, all of whom are cultivated in Qi.

Furthermore, there are elite disciples of the inner sect, who start their foundation-building cultivation.

Besides, the disciples are the ones who are taught. Cultivation is not important, it depends on talent and potential.

Zhang Shun gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Ran, his face full of dissatisfaction, and he couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.

I watched the dirt slope under my feet suddenly rise, turning into a towering mountain that is hard to look up.

Why!

He is just a novice, do you still want me to call you Senior Brother?

Although Xiao Ran has zero talent, he is a noble personal disciple after all, and he cannot be as knowledgeable as a lower-level beast like Zhang Shun.

Courtesy is not a rule, there is no need to force the other party.

His appearance here was a loud slap.

At this time.

Zhang Shun's immediate boss, respected external coach, Lin Yunzi jogged out of the stone building at a speed that was not commensurate with his age.

Li straightened his clothes and bowed to Xiao Ran:
Chapter completed!