So, They Were the Protagonists All Along

At this moment, on the high platform, an old man stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sect disciples below the stage.

Not far ahead, a middle-aged man in white was talking about various matters of Liangyi Sect, and encouraging the disciples to practice hard in the future.

"This batch of disciples who joined the sect seems to be the best batch in the past ten years." Yan Ruyu smiled, glanced at the disciples below the stage, and chuckled.

"In terms of talent, it is indeed true." The elder stroked his beard and looked at the disciples below the stage, and said with a smile.

"The eldest lady of the Bai family in Tianxuan City, the maid of the Mu family, and the demon girl of the Dawn Chamber of Commerce are not bad. In addition, the little girl from Nanman is pretty good." Another crisp, sweet and pleasant voice came from the side.

"Have you forgotten the girl from the Ye family? If I remember correctly, the old man in the restricted area brought his daughter to Liangyi Sect a few years ago..."

"Anyway, I want Bai Ruoxi at Daofeng." A woman in a cotton and linen dress said with a smile.

Her face made the surrounding scenery seem to be eclipsed. There was a red dot between her eyebrows and a faint smile on her face. She was both unattainable and cold, but also charming.

"There are fifteen people who can become inner disciples this time. To select nearly half of the disciples from them... To be honest, it's really a bit difficult to decide." Xiang Yan, the head of Chunyang Peak, looked at the elder not far in front of him and smiled:

"Elder, if there is a disciple you like, can you make an exception and choose one more person this time?"

"Chunyang Peak is not qualified to select two inner disciples, right?" The head of the side couldn't help but laugh.

"The final winner of the last sect competition was Wanhua Peak, and the runner-up was Zuimeng Peak. Only these two main peaks can make an exception and select two inner disciples."

This time, the selection of inner disciples will be first selected by the two main peaks that won the last sect competition, and then it will be the turn of other main peaks.

Xiang Yan had a hot temper and almost yelled in anger: "Wanhua Peak cultivates the way of spiritual energy absorption, and relies on delaying tactics to delay the spiritual energy of other disciples. What kind of ability is that?"

"Brother, don't be so excited. Today is the opening ceremony of the sect, and the disciples below are still watching." The head of Wanhua Peak is a beautiful woman with a lingering charm. At this moment, she smiled and spoke gently.

Although the smile is gentle and pleasant, those who know her well know that this woman is not as gentle as she appears on the surface.

The elder smiled and said, "There is no rush to select inner disciples. We can do it slowly after the opening ceremony."

At this time, someone suddenly said, "The sect master is here."

Everyone looked up, but they didn't see the "sect master" mentioned by the elder.

Then in the next moment, a woman in a plain robe appeared and sat in the last seat.

"Sect master." Everyone spoke up, looking at the sect master Shang Yanfei with respect.

"The sect master is late, is there something wrong?" The elder asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I just went to see an old friend and wasted some time." Shang Yanfei smiled indifferently, and her gorgeous eyes casually glanced at the sect disciples below the stage.

Then, she wiped the oil stains from the corners of her mouth with her fingertips.

Yi Hao suddenly hesitated, and couldn't help but look at Shang Yanfei twice more.

Why do I feel that the sect master has the spirit of the Eight Treasure Crane?

It shouldn't be that... This is the sect master, could he steal my Eight Treasure Crane? Yi Hao quickly shook his head and dispelled those disrespectful thoughts in his mind.

At this time, Daofeng's chief suddenly looked at Yan Ruyu with a smile and said, "By the way, junior sister, why do I remember that you have been in the third level of Return to Void for a long time, and there is no sign of breakthrough?"

Yan Ruyu frowned slightly when she heard it, but smiled brightly: "I am still young, and it doesn't matter if I get stuck in the bottleneck period for a few more years."

"But if I remember correctly, senior sister has been in the fifth level of Return to Void for nearly ten years, right? At your current age, you have to pay attention." Yan Ruyu reminded intentionally or unintentionally.

"Don't stay in the fifth level of Return to Void until you die without breaking through." Although the smile was gentle, the words she said were extremely poisonous.

It's no wonder. Yan Ruyu and Daofeng's chief were sisters from the same sect. They didn't get along well with each other. Later, the first chief of Daofeng passed away and passed the position to the current chief of Daofeng. Yan Ruyu left Daofeng.

The Liangyi Sect is huge. People basically don't see each other on weekdays, but when they met this time, there would inevitably be some small friction.

However, Yan Ruyu's words just now hit the sore spot of many people present.

These people are easily famous in the world of immortals, but they are not so rare on this platform.

Moreover, many people have been stuck in their respective bottlenecks for a long time.

It's not that they are lazy and don't practice, but the road of cultivation becomes more and more difficult as time goes on, especially when facing bottlenecks.

Yan Ruyu's wave of AOE directly made the high-level people of the Liangyi Sect feel a little uncomfortable.

"It's rare for the sect master to come out of retreat. There are so many disciples watching from the stage. You should all stop it." The second elder had no choice but to stop the two.

After the second elder's scolding, the two finally calmed down.

Concubine Shang Yan casually glanced at the leaders and even the elders beside her.

Are so many people stuck in the bottleneck period...

She seemed to have thought of something and glanced at the crowd in the audience casually.

To be precise, he was Mu Zhian among the crowd.

If these people were to know about the other cauldron in Mu Zhian's body... there would probably be another Mu Zhian in the topic of "inner disciples" just now.

It doesn't matter if they are male monks, but among the people present, there are quite a few female monks.

Although it is not good to attack a junior, if you can break through the bottleneck... most people will be tempted.

At the same time, all the disciples in the audience also raised their heads and looked at the woman on the high platform.

Even though her clothes are quite simple, her temperament alone is enough to attract people's attention.

Mu Zhian also looked at the gorgeous woman with disheveled hair on the stage.

Although it wasn't very clear from the audience, just the vague figure of this woman was enough to arouse the imagination of others.

This girl is destined to me... Mu Zhi'an sighed inwardly.

Just when he thought of this, Concubine Shang Yan on the stage suddenly seemed to feel something and looked over intentionally or unintentionally.

Then in the next moment, the two people's eyes seemed to be locked together.

Concubine Shang Yan's lips curved inadvertently, looking at him with a half-smile.

Mu Zhian's mind went blank for a moment, and it took a while before he came back to his senses.

Damn it, why do I feel like my underwear has been seen through...?

Mu Zhian immediately withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and maintained a "respectful" attitude.

This is indeed a great white shark... I can't afford to keep such a terrifying creature in my fish pond for the time being.

"What's wrong?" Wei Mengrou obviously noticed something unusual about her young master and immediately sent a message to ask.

Mu Zhian shook his head gently: "It's okay, I probably didn't sleep well last night, and I'm a little tired now."

Wei Mengrou immediately gave him a sideways look and said calmly: "Who asked you to have sex with Miss Bai the night before..."

She did not continue, but looked at Mu Zhian with eyes full of contempt.

Mu Zhian naturally didn't care about this, and glanced at Bai Ruoxi, who had a graceful figure among the disciples of the sect not far away.

Then his eyes fell on Ye Qian, who was wearing a light blue skirt behind Bai Ruoxi and looked pure and charming.

Normally Ye Qian basically follows Ye Lingxuan, but after Ye Lingxuan entered the Spirit Dragon's cave a few days ago, it seemed that he had received some inheritance, and looking at it like this, it was clear that the inheritance was not over yet.

Just ask Linglong after you go back...

He has been coveting sister Lingxuan's rouge for a long time these days.

Mu Zhian thought of this and was about to look away.

At this time, the corner of his eye suddenly fell on the young man wearing a four-clawed python robe not far ahead.

The third prince, Ning Long.

He was smiling and chatting in a low voice with a woman in a black dress, and there seemed to be a bit of obsession in his eyes.

And the woman in the black skirt is none other than Huang Manting.

The goals of these three princes have changed really quickly. The person they were interested in before was Lingxuan, but now they are attracted to the eldest lady of the Chenxi Chamber of Commerce?

But yes, Huang Manting does have the charm to attract men.

If it weren't for Bai Ruoxi, the position of the most beautiful woman in Tianxuan City would have been Huang Manting's.

It's a pity that although Miss Huang has a pair of pretty white feet, her breasts are not as big as Bai Ruoxi's... This is a big flaw.

And looking at the smiling look on Huang Manting's face now, it is obvious that she is hiding her timid personality.

The poor third prince was being manipulated by her, but he didn't know it yet. He thought he was about to capture Huang Manting.

Little did he know, he had fallen into the trap of a bad woman.

As if aware of Mu Zhian's gaze, Huang Manting raised her eyes and then gave him a sweet smile.

The third prince had no idea about this and still kept a gentle smile, as if he thought he had won the beauty's heart and made her smile sweetly.

"Mr. Mu, this man is so annoying. He has been pestering him for the past two days. I didn't deliberately seduce him." Huang Manting said through the message.

Why are you telling me this? Am I familiar with you... Mu Zhian sent a message: "This is the third prince of the Daqian Dynasty. If Miss Huang seizes the opportunity, she might become a crown princess in the future. "

"Hasn't the crown prince of the Daqian Dynasty been decided a long time ago? No matter what happens, the eldest princess will take over, so it won't be his turn." Huang Manting said with disdain in her tone.

The current crown prince of the Daqian Dynasty was born to the queen. In addition to the crown prince, the eldest princess also had outstanding abilities. If she hadn't been a daughter, perhaps the crown prince's position would have been hers.

Mu Zhian naturally knew these things, so he just smiled and looked up at the high platform, only to find that the magnificent sect leader had already stood up from the throne and was walking towards the altar in the distance.

Worshiping ancestors is said to be a ritual performed only during the opening ceremony of the Liangyi Sect.

However, the ancestor of Liangyi Zongji was not the ancestor who founded the sect, but "Tao".

According to rumors, there was a powerful man who ascended to the immortal stage in the past. He resonated with the way of heaven, and this was the beginning of the era of immortal cultivation.

If anything, the immortal who ascended to the immortal stage was the first "monk" in the world of immortality.

Mu Zhian looked at Concubine Shang Yan, who was dressed in a plain robe, with her hair hanging down like a waterfall on her back, leaving only a beautiful back view, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: This sect master is really a beauty.

However, this kind of existence strategy was too difficult. Mu Zhian temporarily restrained his thoughts and, like other disciples, watched the woman walk up to the altar.

"We'll decide on the inner disciples when the ancestor worship is over, right? Are you sure?" The voice of the maid suddenly came to my ears.

Mu Zhian shook his head gently and said with a smile: "Even if I am not sure, I will try my best, so that I can be with Sister Mengrou in the future."

Wei Mengrou sneered: "Ha", "Do you really think anyone will choose me as an inner disciple?"

The world of immortality is very particular about "luck". Wei Mengrou's luck is so bad that most people would think twice if they knew about her luck.

"The Linglong's luck had no effect on Sister Mengrou before?" Mu Zhian asked.

"Yeah." Wei Mengrou said calmly.

Then, she hesitated for a moment, and whispered again: "I'm sorry, I wasted a fortune inheritance."

Linglong's luck inheritance was something that countless people would compete for. As a result, she got a piece of luck inheritance but wasted it in vain. It's no wonder that Wei Mengrou, with such a cold and arrogant personality, feels a little guilty.

"Do we need to be so polite to each other, Sister Mengrou?" Mu Zhian shook his head and smiled, fully demonstrating the self-cultivation of a warm man.

"Besides, you are also at the fifth level of God Refining. With such a talent, there are probably many people who want to accept you as their disciple." Mu Zhian followed.

If the fifth-level God Refiner at this age had not been hindered by luck and had fewer adventures, Wei Mengrou might have achieved a higher level.

If the leaders of these sects want to prepare for the upcoming sect competition, there is no way they will let a good young talent like Wei Mengrou pass.

"If you had not become an inner disciple, according to the previous agreement with my wife, I would not have become an inner disciple." Wei Mengrou just said in a calm tone.

"You would rather give up your spot as an inner disciple and follow me...Sister Mengrou, you really have a crush on me, right?" Mu Zhian teased.

Wei Mengrou glanced at him coldly and was too lazy to talk to him.

Mu Zhian continued to transmit the message: "I am a special recruit... Although I am not sure that I will be selected as an inner disciple, I should still be able to operate it."

The talent in formations that Mu Zhian showed when he was at Canghai Peak, he also knew that he would be able to attract the attention of those 'invigilators'.

Even without this, the identity of ‘Tiantian Furnace’ alone is enough to attract these high-level officials.

However, Mu Zhian didn't want to reveal his identity unless it was absolutely necessary.

Although he eats soft food, he only wants to eat soft rice from his senior sister.

As for the others...too old and inappropriate.

Although all the female elders on the stage seemed to be quite good-looking, Pavilion Master Yan's appearance was even more excellent. She was my type... Mu Zhi'an felt a little emotional.

Sure enough, in the world of immortality, one cannot judge a woman solely by her age.

If it doesn't work, just take a bite of soft rice. You won't suffer any loss anyway... Mu Zhian withdrew his gaze without leaving a trace.

"Child, come here..."

At this time, a ghost-like voice suddenly came from his ears. Under the bright sky, there was a cold feeling coming towards his face.

Mu Zhian's body stiffened for a moment, and he subconsciously turned his head and scanned the surroundings, trying to find the source of the sound, but found that he could not identify the direction of the sound at all.

"Child, come here..." The weak and old voice floated in Mu Zhian's ears again.

Almost at that moment, Mu Zhian's body was filled with countless goosebumps.

"What's wrong?" Wei Mengrou obviously noticed something strange about Mu Zhian and couldn't help asking.

"Didn't you hear anything?" Mu Zhian asked in a low voice.

Wei Mengrou frowned slightly and said, "What do you mean?"

It seemed that I was the only one who heard this voice...or could it be that someone was transmitting the voice to me?

Who could it be?

Are those elders on the stage the leaders?

No, they are not relatives of me, and it is still the opening ceremony of the sect. How could they ask me to go to the high platform to find them now?

Or maybe I’m hallucinating——

Just as Mu Zhian thought about this, the old voice like a ghost came to his ears again:

"My child..."

Mu Zhian's hair stood on end as he raised his head and stared in the direction of the altar in surprise.

That voice came from the altar!