Nine Turns Sword God

The next morning, the sky was just beginning to brighten.

The melodious sound of the bell rang throughout the entire Minghai Mountain.

The three rings of the bell awakened all the disciples of Minghai Mountain.

The first preaching of the new disciples is today!

All the new disciples got up and left the cave, rushing to the Wuxiang Peak, the first of the five outer peaks of Minghai Mountain.

Wuxiang Peak is located in the middle of the five peaks, close to the three inner peaks.

On the top of the peak is a white three-story tower, called the Preaching Court.

It is a place for every new disciple who joins Minghai Mountain to preach and teach.

The preaching of new disciples is only once a month.

This is Chu Shaoyang's first time to participate.

Wake up early and follow a group of new disciples to step onto Wuxiang Peak.

Chu Shaoyang has just arrived, and his first class is on the first floor of the Preaching Court.

Entering the first floor, he looked around.

The first floor has the largest area and is divided into four areas, corresponding to the four levels of new disciples of king, marquis, general, and prime minister.

The level division is determined by the strength of the disciples. The higher the level, the fewer positions.

Chu Shaoyang came to the entrance and waited for a long time. Finally, it was his turn to receive the rating.

The tall and thin young man in front of the door took Chu Shaoyang's disciple token and looked through the list at hand.

Suddenly, he looked surprised and asked, "Your name is Chu Shaoyang?"

Chu Shaoyang nodded calmly.

The tall and thin young man smiled with a bit of admiration. He used his finger as a pen to write a big word on Chu Shaoyang's token - Hou!

"From today on, you are a new disciple of the Hou level."

Chu Shaoyang took the token and frowned slightly when looking at the word Hou.

The kings, princes, generals and ministers are arranged from high to low to divide the talent level of each new disciple.

Ordinary newcomers, who have been in school for less than three months, are mostly Xiang-level disciples.

Unless they are extremely talented and can defeat warriors of the same realm, they are qualified to be rated as Hou-level.

He got this Hou-level too easily.

"Brother Hu, he has only been a disciple for a month, how come he is rated as a Marquis-level disciple?"

"That's right! This is unfair!"

Several disciples were indignant.

Brother Hu's eyes turned cold: "Are you questioning the decision of the Elders Council?"

Immediately, the few people who had just spoken shut up and dared not say more.

Hu Chengxun, the disciple who guards the Missionary Academy, has been in office for three years.

He is famous for being cold and ruthless, only looking at grades, not status.

There are many disciples who made trouble, and they were beaten by him and thrown off Minghai Mountain!

While being afraid, everyone looked at Chu Shaoyang, full of doubts.

What ability does he have to break the rules of Minghai Mountain and become a Marquis-level disciple?

Chu Shaoyang was also confused and wanted to ask, but was pushed to the front by the disciples queuing behind him.

In the four areas, many disciples have already taken their seats.

One king-level, seven marquis-level, and twenty general-level.

And the most phase-level, all of them are warriors with mediocre talents, a total of 132 people.

Chu Shaoyang walked to the Marquis level area, and only the seat closest to the King level was left.

Others seemed to avoid this position deliberately.

He didn't care and sat down directly, which attracted everyone's laughter.

When he turned around, everyone just laughed and said nothing.

Inexplicable!

Not long after, a blue-haired disciple, with a proud look on his face, walked to the King level disciple's position.

He glanced and saw the Marquis level seat where Chu Shaoyang sat, and sneered: "This year's Marquis level disciple, the strongest one, turned out to be you?"

"You are such a waste?"

The words were full of contempt!

Chu Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, and a mocking laugh came to his ears.

"This kid, doesn't he know that the order of seats is arranged according to strength?"

"We have been humble for so long, and no one is willing to sit, but he sat down with a licking face, which is ridiculous!"

It turned out that this position was reserved for the strongest Marquis level disciple.

Chu Shaoyang sneered in his heart.

Not to mention the strongest Marquis level, even if it is a King level, he is qualified to sit up!

Zheng Yuanfeng didn't even look at Chu Shaoyang, and sat down on the position of a king-level disciple.

A discussion sounded behind him.

"He is the only king-level disciple among this batch of newcomers, Zheng Yuanfeng."

"Half-step to the Sky Control Realm, with a warrior-level eighth-grade spiritual root, and a sword cultivator!"

"In just one month after joining the sect, he defeated six old disciples who were half-step to the Sky Control Realm, and even tied with a first-level Sky Control Realm disciple. I heard that even the Elder Council was alarmed!"

"After the elders unanimously agreed, he was rated as a king-level disciple. This is the first time in a hundred years!"

Zheng Yuanfeng laughed triumphantly, turned his head, and said proudly: "At the beginning, the Elder Council sent the eldest disciple of the Punishment Hall to find me and said that I was rated as a king-level disciple."

"I wanted to refuse, but the eldest disciple of the Punishment Hall begged me and insisted that I agree, so I had to agree."

Everyone frowned, looking strange.

How could they not hear that Zheng Yuanfeng was just showing off.

But he has the ability to take the position of King-level disciple, and everyone can only suppress their jealousy and flatter him.

Chu Shaoyang shook his head and chuckled.

The chief disciple of the Punishment Hall is his younger brother, Wang Teng.

Asking a disciple to take the position of King-level is far beyond the scope of the duties of the chief disciple of the Punishment Hall.

Zheng Yuanfeng is just bragging!

"What are you laughing at?"

Seeing him laughing, Zheng Yuanfeng sneered: "You and I can both be upgraded, and I am King-level, and you are just a mere Marquis-level!"

"You are also worthy of laughing at me?"

Chu Shaoyang didn't even look at him, leaning on the chair, waiting for the instructor to teach.

Being ignored like this, Zheng Yuanfeng was furious!

He rolled his eyes, and suddenly thought of something, and said with a sly smile: "I heard that the new disciple of the Punishment Hall lives with you?"

"Your status as a marquis-level disciple, didn't you get it by serving the disciple of the Punishment Hall?"

When this was said, all the disciples exclaimed.

"Doesn't every disciple have his own training mansion? Why is he squeezed with the disciple of the Punishment Hall?"

"Nonsense, he must not have the strength to snatch the mansion, so he can only rely on flattery and serve others as a dog, barely having a nest to live in!"

"People live in the mansion and dogs live in the nest? Great!"

The abuse came overwhelmingly.

Chu Shaoyang just sneered and didn't explain.

Zheng Yuanfeng wanted to say something else.

Suddenly, two light coughs sounded, suppressing the noise in the tower.

A middle-aged man who was nearly fifty years old and had some graying temples walked up to the podium with a list.

He put the list on the podium, and his sharp eyes like an eagle swept over every disciple present.

"Su Qiming, your preaching mentor."

The voice was cold and his face was serious, and no emotion could be seen.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts and dared not make a sound.

The iron-faced mentor Su Qiming had extremely high standards and only valued geniuses.

He was also notoriously strict!

He did not give any chance to any disciple who made a mistake, and directly expelled him from Minghai Mountain!

Who dares to make trouble?

Su Qiming's eyes stayed on Zheng Yuanfeng for a long time before moving away.

Zheng Yuanfeng was frightened and broke into a cold sweat, and was terrified!

"

Su Qiming looked through the roster and called out the names one by one.

When the roster was turned, most people only took a glance and called out the name, and then moved on to the next one.

"Zheng Yuanfeng."

It was Zheng Yuanfeng's turn. Su Qiming looked through it for a long time and nodded slightly: "Not bad. "

Everyone was stunned.

Su Qiming rarely praised his disciples, unless Zheng Yuanfeng really had extraordinary talent!

Zheng Yuanfeng immediately showed joy on his face, stood up and saluted, and then looked at everyone proudly, as if showing off.

At this time, Su Qiming turned the last page and said lightly: "Chu Shaoyang."

Chu Shaoyang stood up and saluted calmly, neither humble nor arrogant.

Su Qingming suddenly frowned, picked up the list, and looked at it carefully for a long time.

He frowned and asked: "You are only at the seventh level of the Divine Vein Realm?"

"Yes."

Chu Shaoyang nodded calmly.

Zheng Yuanfeng laughed out loud: "How can you enter Mingminghai Mountain with the seventh level of the Divine Vein Realm?"

"Did you use your practice time to curry favor with the eldest disciple of the Punishment Hall?"

Everyone smiled, but did not dare to laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at? "

Su Qiming's voice was extremely cold.

Zheng Yuanfeng was startled and was about to explain, but Su Qiming didn't give him the chance.

"Chu Shaoyang, the seventh level of the Divine Vein Realm, defeated Zhao Chunlong, the first person in the lower house who was at the Half-Step Sky Control Realm, and was personally rewarded by the Palace Master to enter the Dark Sea Mountain for cultivation. "

"Although he is at the Marquis level, he has the strength of the King level, but he is so young. "

"Are you also worthy of laughing at him?"