The Supreme God of Martial Arts

The third part of the assessment, which lasted about a pillar of incense, ended.

However, elder martial brother Nafu did not immediately announce the final admission list.

The three elder martial brothers in charge seem to be waiting for something.

Soon, a gray streamer fell from the sky and landed on the square.

"Deacon Feng!"

Elder martial brother Fu, three of them, rushed up.

Deacon Feng was a middle-aged man of about 40 years old. He respected his primary cultivation and was dressed in grey white.

"Who are you talking about Mushan?"

As soon as he landed on the square, Deacon Feng immediately asked.

"Mushan, you came up and saw me send deacon Feng."

Elder martial brother Fu immediately called to Lin Fei.

Lin Fei was stunned and went forward with doubts.

He said hello to deacon Feng.

"Well, your name is Mushan, right? I heard Fu Guang tell me about your performance in the examination just now.

If it is true, then you are really a worthy seedling.

Now there is an opportunity for you. I want to test you personally. If you can pass my test, I can recommend you to be an official alchemy disciple in our holy hand sect.

What do you mean? "

That Feng deacon looks at Lin Fei to say.

Become the official alchemy disciple of shengshoumen?

Lin Fei was a little strange for a moment.

Don't you mean to recruit drug boys?

Why do you suddenly say that you want to recommend yourself to be a formal disciple of the holy hand sect?

"Mushan, if you don't hurry back to deacon Feng.

To be a formal alchemy disciple of shengshoumen is much better than being a medicine boy.

This is a golden opportunity.

Don't waste your potential. "

That Fu elder martial brother sees Lin Fei to be in a daze, hastily and enthusiastically urges a way.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Fei had already guessed that he must have done too well in the assessment just now, which made the three directors in charge of recruitment love talents.

At the same time, Lin Fei thought that this holy hand gate was originally created by an Lao, and most of his current knowledge of alchemy was handed down by an Lao.

Ann is old enough to be a teacher.

It's just right to join the holy hand sect created by an Lao and become a disciple.

What's more, it should be more convenient to find an's daughter to become an official disciple of the holy hand sect.

In Lin Fei's mind, there are several ideas.

Then he immediately pretended to be overjoyed and said excitedly to deacon Feng: "thank you for your cultivation. Mushan is willing to!"

"Well, don't be happy too soon, and see if you can pass my test."

Deacon Feng seemed very satisfied with Lin Fei's attitude and said with a smile.

At the same time a wave of hands, a yellow medicine Ding appeared in front of Lin Fei.

Deacon Feng pressed his palm on the fire entrance of the medicine cauldron. Yuan Li moved it, and a bunch of brown flame came out of his palm.

Then from the fire entrance, it is sent into the medicine tripod.

Inside the medicine cauldron, there was a yellow flame.

Lin Fei's heart moved. It seems that deacon Feng is also an alchemist.

The brown flame just now should be the fire of Deacon Feng.

"Mushan, you now transfer your energy into the cauldron, and then according to my requirements, control the fire in the cauldron to reach the corresponding temperature."

Deacon Feng told Lin Fei.

Lin Fei nodded.

He stepped forward and put the palm of his right hand against the fire entrance of the medicine cauldron to transmit a stream of vitality into it.

Of course, Lin Fei suppressed his vitality in the primary realm of heaven.

The fire in the medicine cauldron, with the help of Lin Fei's strength, suddenly became more vigorous.

"The fire is burning!"

Deacon Feng suddenly called softly.

Lin Fei immediately increased the strength of the transmission of energy, and suddenly the fire was burning in the cauldron furnace, and the temperature rose.

Deacon Feng and elder martial brother Nafu nodded their heads and praised each other.

"Slow fire and fine baking!"

Deacon Feng called again.

Lin Fei's palm immediately sent out a soft force. Suddenly, the momentum of fire in the cauldron furnace was suppressed, and it turned into a warm flame.

Next, Deacon Feng changed several kinds of fire requirements, and Lin Fei did it.

Deacon Feng and elder martial brother Fu have more and more bright eyes.

Finally, Deacon Feng stopped.

"Mushan, you must have been in touch with alchemy before, haven't you?"

Deacon Feng stares at Lin Fei and asks, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Deacon Hui Feng, I come from the Longhan empire. My grandfather is a second grade alchemist. When I was a child, I had contact with my grandfather about alchemy.Later, my grandfather was killed by his enemies, and I was exiled to the holy kingdom of Tianlong. Because of the fame of your holy hand sect, I came to apply for the position of Yao Tong. "

Lin Fei knows that his performance is too excellent, which has made deacon Feng suspicious.

That Feng deacon listened to Lin Fei's words, sharp eyes, without blinking, tightly looked at Lin Fei.

Lin Fei knows that at this time, he must not show any difference.

Otherwise, becoming a regular disciple of shengshoumen will be in vain.

So show a very sincere expression.

A moment later.

"Well, Mushan, I don't care if what you say is true or not, what the past is.

We are the disciples of the holy hand sect. What we pay attention to is the talent potential. We never go to the bottom to trace the origin.

You are young, can have such a qualification, in line with our saint hand gate apprentice standards.

However.

Mushan, you have to think clearly.

Once you enter my holy hand gate, you will never betray me!

Can you do it? "

Deacon Feng's tone suddenly turned stern, staring at Lin Fei.

"As soon as Mushan enters the sect, he will never abandon it."

Lin Fei replied.

Joke, this holy hand gate was founded by an Lao.

Betraying shengshoumen is tantamount to betraying anlao. Naturally, Lin Fei won't do it.

So he looked at the Deacon Feng and made a firm statement.

"Good, very good, Mushan. Don't worry. As long as I report this to several elders, you will become the official alchemy disciple of our holy hand sect in all probability."

Deacon Feng was very satisfied with Lin Fei's performance.

A scan just asked when the serious expression, very pleased to laugh.

"Thank you for your training!"

Lin Fei knows that at the right time, he should flatter.

"Ha ha, Mushan, congratulations. With your alchemy ability, you will make great achievements in the future.

Maybe the three of me will go and ask you for help in alchemy

Elder martial brother Fu also congratulated Lin Fei with a smile.

At the same time, in the tone, there is also a sense of acceptance.

Then elder martial brothers Li and Liu also came to Lin Fei.

Senior Fu, Liu and Li are not very high in the holy hand sect, and they are not alchemists themselves.

Therefore, in their daily practice, if they need elixir, they have to have the cheek to ask the alchemists in the sect to help them.

And the alchemists in the sect naturally love their ordinary disciples.

So the three elder martial brothers Fu are usually very angry.