"Sir, I should have met the standard."

Chen Yu was so guilty that he saw him.

After advancing to the meridians, his senses further increased, and he vaguely felt the strong inner breath in the middle-aged deacon's body, which was one level higher than himself and even the joy of the wind.

This person's cultivation level is probably at the peak of the Immortal Refining Stage.

"My surname is Liu, just call me Deacon Liu. Chen Yu, how long have you been practicing "Yunshaquan"?"

The middle-aged deacon was smiling.

Chen Yu was stunned. Why did this middle-aged deacon suddenly become polite?

In fact, he hit the punch just now very casually and has not really used all his strength yet.

"It's about half a month."

It is hard for Chen Yu to hide it, after all, it has only been so long since he got the secret book.

"It's only half a month since your "Yunshaquan" was in the beginning, and is it so hot?"

Deacon Liu looked surprised.

"Yunshaquan" has high requirements for qualifications and is dangerous in practice. Otherwise, as a branch of the sect's martial arts, it is impossible to only require some contribution points.

After half a month, "Yunshaquan" reached this level, it can be regarded as a genius.

A moment later, Deacon Liu filed a record with Chen Yu and established the information about his outer disciples.

Then, Chen Yu got a new token and two new sets of clothes.

Token is the new identity token.

The new clothes are slightly different from the original ones in detail.

All of these are obvious, Chen Yu has truly become a member of Yunyue Sect.

In addition to establishing his official discipleship, Chen Yu had to go home for a month and applied from Deacon Liu and obtained permission.

After Chen Yu left.

The middle-aged deacon took out a thick book and looked it up.

"When I started, I was just an ordinary qualification of 'half-spirited body'. It took three years to barely break through the Tongmai period. It's weird, it's so weird..."

Deacon Liu looked thoughtful.

But this qualification can be initially practiced into "Yunshaquan" in half a month.

...

When he walked out of the central hall of the outer gate, Chen Yu felt relieved and had the urge to whistle to the sky.

Over the past three years, his wish has finally been fulfilled!

"However, the outer disciple is just the lowest member of the sect and has no status at all. Next, my goal is to enter the inner sect!"

Chen Yu secretly made up his mind.

Inexplicably, the scene of the death of the "slim girl" appeared in his mind.

The death of the slim girl did not attract any attention from the sect; up to now, many disciples still do not know the news of their life and death.

Outer disciples, too humble!

Only by becoming an inner disciple can you gain the attention of the sect and the stake in resources, and even gain more authority and opportunities.

Whether for strength, status, or future prospects, inner disciples must cross the threshold.

The central hall is located at the peak of the outer gate mountain.

When Chen Yu went down the mountain, some people also went up the mountain to handle some affairs.

Among them, many disciples came to ask for leave and go home.

Rub! Rub!

A young man in green, fifteen or sixteen years old, jumped up the mountain, and his steps were light and agile.

"Senior Brother Wang!"

Several young men nearby greeted each other.

This young man in blue has a clear edge and handsome face, with a calm smile on his face, and obviously has a good popularity in the circle.

"Hmm? It's Wang Lingyun..."

Chen Yu was going down the mountain, his eyes fell on the young man in green.

These days, he has been practicing hard, but he rarely sees Wang Lingyun, nor is he asked for trouble by the other party.

What Chen Yu didn't know was.

Wang Lingyun has been practicing hard these days.

"This time of hard work finally made a breakthrough. However, it is not enough to show up in the 'outside competition'. It is time to go back to the family and ask for more resources."

Wang Lingyun was thinking in his mind.

In more than two months, the outer competition is about to begin; recently, his mind has been focused on this aspect.

"Senior Brother Wang."

A faint and familiar voice came from the mountain.

"Yeah, okay..."

Wang Lingyun subconsciously responded, and along the way, there were many people saying hello to him.

But the next moment, he felt something was wrong and looked up.

"Chen Yu?"

Wang Lingyun's face darkened, a little unbelievable.

In the past, he often asked Chen Yu for trouble. When the other party saw him, he would probably avoid him and even be extremely vigilant.

This time, it was a big abnormality.

Chen Yu actually came over to say hello to him.

"Oh? I said what's wrong? It turns out that Junior Brother Chen has been promoted to the Tongmai stage."

Wang Lingyun's eyes swept over Chen Yu's new clothes.

After becoming a formal disciple, Chen Yu changed into new standard clothes, with a slight difference in details.

This scene naturally made Wang Lingyun's heart gloomy.

He tried his best to strike and tried to sweep the other party out of the sect, but he failed in the end, allowing Chen Yu to break through the Tongmai period.

"I'm not stupid and just broke through Tongzhi, which disappointed Senior Brother Wang..."

Chen Yu said with a smile.

"Hmph! Don't pretend here! Don't think that if you break through the Tongzhi, you will be on an equal footing with me."

Wang Lingyun snorted coldly.

"Is that true? Junior brother, I am just about to learn about Senior Brother Wang's skills."

Chen Yu's conversation suddenly changed.

What?

Wang Lingyun almost thought he had heard it wrong.

call!

In the next moment, Chen Yu, who was opposite, shook his body and punched him.

Take action as soon as you say it!

Chen Yu's sudden punch not only surprised Wang Lingyun, but some of the disciples nearby all looked like they saw a ghost.

Facing this scene.

After a moment of surprise, Wang Lingyun curled a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

"Iron Cloud Claw!"

Wang Lingyun pushed forward with one arm, his iron claws tear through the air, and his sharp breath whistled, and a sharp cold light could be seen.

Bang!

Chen Yu's punch that surged inside breath collided with the iron cloud claw.

In an instant, he felt a strong and sharp inner breath suddenly rebounding, and his palm felt a stiff pain.

Um?

Chen Yu's first punch did not take advantage.

"Huh! The middle stage of Tongmai?"
To be continued...