Peerless Taoist

Behind the crowd came a young man dressed in white brocade.

The young man looked twenty-four or five years old. He was very handsome and knew that there was a kind of flirtatious like a woman.

It's very natural and unrestrained to fold the fan in your hand and shake it gently.

"It's elder martial brother song Han." the male disciple quickly saluted.

It's strange that this male disciple is already an external disciple, but he wants to salute the young man.

"I've heard that song Han is said to be the son of the elder of the penalty hall. I heard that he will enter Lingxiao sect this year."

"With his father's relationship, it's not a word for him to enter Lingxiao sect. How can he come to participate in the selection of factotum disciples?"

"You don't know that. This is the rule set by the founder of Lingxiao sect. All people in Lingxiao sect must start from a factotum disciple, and no one is an exception. Even the current sect leader came out step by step from a factotum disciple in those years..."

Song Han listened to the compliments from all the people, and a look of pride flashed in his eyes.

He doesn't need to take pains to participate in any trial practice. Everything has been well connected. He came here just to follow a process.

His father has arranged a position for him. As soon as he enters Lingxiao sect, he is the core disciple.

"Let him in quickly. I see too many such people. Don't waste my time!" Song Han said coldly.

The male disciple immediately nodded and bowed and said, "since elder martial brother song Han said it, I'll let him in now."

After that, the male disciple coldly shouted to Lu Yu, "Hey, you're lucky. Since senior brother song Han talks to you, go to the toilet to help."

With that, the male disciple ignored Lu Yu and began to talk with song Han.

"The boy is lucky to enter Lingxiao sect."

"Cut, he is just a toilet painter. He doesn't want to get in touch with advanced skills all his life. In the end, he will disappear from the public. It's better to find a small sect outside to practice."

Behind Lu Yu, he immediately cast several eyes, including envy, jealousy and disdain.

However, Lu Yu doesn't mind.

In his eyes, no matter what they do, they can't have the slightest fluctuation on Lu Yu's Tao heart.

If he really wanted to be a factotum disciple, he might come to fight for what to do.

However, Xuanwu hall leader told him that tomorrow is the selection of external disciples.

He just needs the identity of this factotum disciple to participate in the selection of external disciples.

"This is your waist token. From tomorrow on, all the toilets in the back will belong to you." a disciple in charge of recording stared at landing Yu disdainfully, took out a waist token from the cabinet and handed it to Lu Yu.

On the waist token, Lu Yu's number is simply recorded, followed by the gilded "Lingxiao sect".

The factotum disciple is not qualified to leave his name on the waist token.

Lu Yu took the waist token and asked, "elder martial brother, where is the selection of external disciples tomorrow?"

"Mao didn't grow up and wanted to learn from others to participate in the selection of external disciples. You're not afraid of being killed?" the recorded disciple sneered: "I tell you, the selection of external disciples, but it's too difficult for your factotum disciples. You, work honestly, don't think of those illusory!"

However, the disciple still pointed out a clear direction to Lu Yu.

Lu Yu thanked him, so he looked for a quiet place to practice alone.

Factotum disciples don't have their own rooms. They usually live with more than a dozen people, which is easy to disturb their practice.

The disciple sneered and said, "this man is really stupid. What's the use of holding Buddha's feet temporarily?"