Mu Feng looked up at the sky. It was already ten days late. After looking at the 100-meter-long queue, Mu Feng shook his head and chose to spend the night in a restaurant outside the city, thinking about queuing up early in the morning.

The idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel. I thought that there would definitely be few people queuing up tomorrow morning, but things went against my wishes.

When Mufeng was early in the morning, when the Dongfang Sky had just turned white, he walked out of the restaurant and was stunned. The team that was originally a hundred meters long is at least 150 meters long.

"Waiter." Mu Feng shouted.

Hearing Mu Feng's call, the waiter immediately jogged to Mu Feng and asked, "Young Master, what do you need?"

Mu Feng took out a top-quality spirit stone and threw it to the waiter, saying, "Why is the line getting longer and longer? Haven't these people left and kept queuing there?"

The waiter took over the top spirit stone and was extremely excited, so he immediately replied: "Young Master doesn't know that these people are here to participate in the annual introductory assessment of Bisheng Sect. At the beginning of yesterday, the team will be longer and longer, and in previous years, it will be lined up to 1,000 meters long."

"Ah, so long, they kept queuing there and not leaving? But the gates of Bisheng Sect were closed at night, and they were still in that row?" Mu Feng asked.

"Yes, they dare not walk away. Once they walk away, others will squeeze forward, and there will be no place to line up. They have to queue up again. Every year, Victory Sect only recruits five days. Once five days pass, they will have to wait for next year. So as long as they line up, no one will leave." said the waiter.

Mu Feng nodded and said, "Thank you for telling me, I have also been queuing up, there will be a date later."

"Young master, wait, put your ears in, the younger one tells you a secret that not many people know." Just as Mu Feng was about to queue up, the waiter called Mu Feng.

Mu Feng was curious about the secret that was so mysterious, so he leaned over his ear. After looking around, the waiter pressed his hands on Mu Feng's ear, rolled it into a trumpet shape, and said softly: "In fact, Bisheng Sect recruits new disciples, and some of them will be sent to the Super Sect Wanfa Sect!"

Mu Feng smiled slightly when he heard this, patted the waiter on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, but I only want to join the Bisheng Sect, and I don't think so much about the others."

"Well, so young, I wish you a success first. Go and queue up. The youngest is going to greet the guests."

After saying that, the waiter turned around and walked into the restaurant and greeted the guests.

"Damn, the team has grown a little longer."

So Mu Feng immediately lined up in the last one of the rows, and a few more people came from behind after a while.

It was noon when the sun was approaching, and the gate of Bisheng Sect slowly opened. Several middle-aged men stretched, held a table and sat at the gate, and began the preliminary trial.

Although the gate of Bisheng Sect opened late, the initial trial was very fast.

However, the standard of the preliminary review surprised Mu Feng. Mu Feng saw that many mediocre talents in front of him could pass the preliminary review, because the disciples who were assessing gave a storage bag to the first reviewer of the Victory Sect.

There are also many disciples with excellent qualifications who have not passed the preliminary examination, because they did not bribe the preliminary examination master.

To put it bluntly, the first trial of the Victory Sect is money. If you have money, you can get in, but if you don’t have money, you can stand aside.

This made many poor casual cultivators only shake their heads and sigh and leave.

Some people were also dissatisfied with the initial review standards of Bisheng Sect and cursed, but were killed by the powerful men of Bisheng Sect on the spot.

Mu Feng had already investigated that the three first-level Mahayana masters at the door were all in the early stage of Mahayana, and most of the people who participated in the assessment here were in the Nascent Soul stage and the Out-of-body stage. Some of them were in the divine division stage, which could not stop the moves and half of the first-level Mahayana masters.

Moreover, there was a strong man from the early stage of the tribulation hidden in the void at the city gate. The casual cultivator who was not convinced by the initial review standards was the hidden strong man from the early stage of the tribulation. Except for Mu Feng, no one knew that he was taking action.

"Next!"

"Don't be too slow, hurry up, I'm going to the Hualou to have a drink!"

Under the urging of the preliminary trial, Mu Feng's turn was soon.

When we arrived at Mu Feng, the first-time judge glanced at Mu Feng and said, "The morning ends here, come again in the afternoon."

It was already in the scorching sun. Under such a vicious sun, even the cultivators in the cultivation world could not stand it, and sweat flowed out.

The sun in the cultivation world seems to be more vicious than the sun in the secular world. Although it is exposed to the scorching sun, no one has any complaints, and even if there is, no one dares to say anything.

"Sir, wait, did something fall under your feet?" Mu Feng threw a storage bag at the feet of one of the first-time judges, and then called the adult.

The first-time judge looked at his feet and picked it up immediately. However, he glanced at Mu Feng, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Young man, what's your name? You are so polite!"

Mu Feng replied respectfully with his fists: "Boy is called Feng Mu, thank you for your praise."

The adult walked forward, patted Mu Feng on the shoulder, and said, "Feng Mu, right? You have passed the preliminary review. Now you can go to the city to rest at Bisheng Inn, waiting for the summons to conduct the next assessment."

After saying that, the first judge gave Mu Feng a white sign. On one side of the sign, there was a big word "win" and on the other side there were two words "Feng Mu".

"Yes, thank you for your support!" Mu Feng replied.

After the three adults left, Mu Feng shook his head and then prepared to walk into the Bisheng Sect City.

"See, this is the benefit of having money. If you have money, you can get this special treatment and you can still get the assessment after you finish your work."

"Who said no? Look at this storage bag, it's not light, otherwise the first-time auditor would not have made an exception and put him in the city after he finished work."

"Shh, whisper, if they hear it, you won't have life, let alone the assessment!"

“…………”

Mu Feng was too lazy to pay attention to the various discussions of the crowd, so he smiled slightly, and then disappeared from everyone's sight in a few moments.

When I walked into the city, I didn’t see the prosperous scenes of other cities, nor did I have a wide range of shops and restaurants.

It was very quiet inside, with disciples standing guard everywhere, five or six steps at a time, seven or eight steps at a time, and extremely vigilant.

After walking for hundreds of meters, a huge palace appeared in front of Mu Feng. He looked at the four big words "Bisheng Inn" on the palace plaque, and Mu Feng strode into it.

"Stop, where is the waist sign?" A guard at the entrance of Bisheng Inn shouted out his weapon.

So Mu Feng showed the sign given to Mu Feng by the preliminary judge. After glanced at it, the guard stopped saying anything, put away the weapons and let Mu Feng enter.

Mufeng walked into the inn and looked at it, and found that there were people living in every room here, so Mufeng casually found a room with a small number of people and walked in...
Chapter completed!