Chapter 379

Outside the mask, a team of ten people suddenly appeared. Everyone was wearing the same yellow armor as Yan Sen, but the flame army in the golden elixir realm in the front was more distinctive than others. Song Fei thought: this should be the captain of the team.

The captain said seriously to Yan Sen, "but did you come to apply?"

Yan Sengong started and said, "it's the candidate. I'll send it here." then he nodded to Song Fei and flew back in the direction of coming.

The leader glanced at Song Fei and said to a man behind him, "take him."

"Yes." the man answered, and then a two meter wide hole appeared outside the hood. The man said to Song Fei, "follow me, don't walk around."

Seeing this mask, Song Fei immediately understood that it was a powerful prohibition. He dared not run around and obediently followed the man. Shortly after flying, a yard with a radius of one kilometer appeared. There were dozens of people waiting in the yard. After taking Song Fei to the yard, the man handed Song Fei a number plate and pointed to the yard: "Just wait here. When you get the number plate, you'll go there."

Song Fei arched his hand and said, "thank you, brother."

"You're welcome." the man answered and flew back.

After the man left, Song Fei took a look at the brand number in his hand, 132. Then he looked at the surrounding environment. In front of the yard was a three story building, the bottom of the building was open, and there were two rows of bodyguards outside, a total of 12 people, all wearing the armor of the flame army.

At this time, two people came out of the gate. One of them built the foundation, dressed in ordinary clothes and looked dejected. Song Fei knew that he was probably the candidate who failed the examination. The man's face was unwilling, his head was slightly lowered and his eyes flashed fiercely, but he didn't dare to attack when he was here.

The other was an old man who seemed to be in his fifties. As soon as the old man came out, Song Fei immediately felt a big breath coming to his face, a monk in the spirit realm.

The old man glanced at the people under the steps and said coldly, "No. 101, come with me." one of the people came out and followed up.

Seeing that he could not see the situation outside in the yard, let alone the assessment inside, Song Fei immediately sat cross legged on the ground and began to practice.

Seizing every moment to practice has become Song Fei's subconscious behavior.

At the window of the third floor of the three storey building, a middle-aged man with a goatee leaned against the railing and looked at the applicants below. At this time, a man of about the same age stood beside him and said with a smile: "second brother, what can you see here?"

The man by the window smiled and said, "I didn't intend to see what talent came in this way, but this time, I really found a good seedling."

"Good seedling? Which one?" asked another.

"Look?" the middle-aged man called second brother pointed to Song Fei's position and said, "as soon as he entered the yard, others were waiting, he began to practice."

"Oh? Just practice hard." the man said disdainfully, "there are many such people in my black fire sect."

"Yes, there are many." the second brother smiled and said with drama in his smile: "but have you ever seen that you can still cultivate your heart while waiting for the examination? This mental nature is not ordinary."

Although the other person admitted in his heart, he still said, "even so, he's just a little guy in the golden elixir realm. Being a bodyguard is the top level, but if he's a genius, it's worse."

"Hehe, third brother, you are still reckless. Take a closer look." the second brother smiled.

After hearing this, the third turned his eyes and stared at Song Fei again. After looking at it for a long time, the third suddenly exclaimed, "what a young face."

The second brother nodded with satisfaction and said, "yes, such a young face is a golden elixir realm. It's rare. Do you think it's a talent? My saint has a weak pulse. If we train him well, he may become one of our main forces."

The third frowned and said, "I don't believe it. I can achieve such accomplishments in casual cultivation."

"Hehe, we're just recruiting the flaming army. No disciples of the sect of Damen came to practice in those years. Anyway, it's the peripheral army and can't touch the core. Don't worry about it. Tell the assessor not to let him become a pro guard." the second brother said.

"Well, I'll explain," the old third said.

"Well, I'm going to go too." the second stretched out, and gradually left the building and went to other places.

Song Fei, who is still practicing, doesn't know that he has been ordered to die. He makes himself a peripheral army and isolates himself from the gate of the inner waiter.

After practicing for about an hour, Song Fei suddenly heard a human voice: "132."

Hearing this number, Song Fei immediately jumped up, held up the number plate and shouted, "here." the old man came out just now. Seeing that Song Fei couldn't wait, he laughed and said, "come with me."

Entering the hall, there were two other old men, all of whom were spiritual accomplishments. When they saw Song Fei coming in, they pointed to a huge spirit testing stone and said, "attack him."

Song Fei took out a magic weapon, Qingxuan sword, kept his internal skill at the first level of ordinary golden elixir, and used a very ordinary sword formula. The flying sword shot at the spirit test stone and immediately burst into light.

Then the three nodded: "friar of the golden way, good. You have been admitted."

Song Fei said faintly, "that's all right?"

The old man who brought him in just now said with a smile: "of course not. The flame army is not that easy. You are now a ready flame army. You can become a real flame army only after training and qualification."

"Training? Qualified?" hearing these words, Song Fei frowned slightly. His time is very precious. He didn't really come to be the flame army. Should he waste time practicing? If so, I can only change my identity and think of another way.

"So, how can I become a waiter?" Song Fei asked.

Hearing this, the three old men looked at each other, and there was a look of playful abuse on the corners of their mouths. Song Fei was inexplicable. One of them explained: "it's not impossible for you to become an internal waiter, but you have to wait for our core characters to review."

Song Fei quickly respectfully said, "please give me some advice on what I should do."

The three men looked at each other again. Considering the possible identity of Song Fei, the person who had just spoken did not dare to go too far, and explained: "Well, we should select ten people from the strong preparatory flame army and let the young lady choose three. As for how to choose the young lady, it's not our concern. Go down first and wait in the next room. The young lady will come back tomorrow."

Song Fei hurriedly said, "thank you very much." he was wondering if he wanted to show his strength again so that the so-called young lady could see his strength, so he would have more chances to get intelligence. Thinking of this, Song Fei regretted that he hid his strength too much.

Entering another room, Song Fei found that there were more than 30 friars here. He was watching him come in, among them there were many cultivation accomplishments of gold elixir level 4 and 5.

After struggling for a while, Song Fei had to exclude these thoughts from his mind. Despite the noise in the room, he sat cross legged and began to practice again. The gas of fire here is strong. Song Fei felt that practicing in this place is faster than those in the forest before.

The time of cultivation always passed quickly. One day later, under the command of three old men, including Song Fei, a total of more than 50 people stood in the yard in a neat row, waiting for the so-called young lady to choose the pro guards.

After the three people saw the people in a row, the old man who greeted them said, "now, I'll announce the list of ten waiters who have the chance to be selected. Those who point to their names will step forward. The first one is Liu Yaoxin."

In the crowd, a middle-aged monk of the second rank of the golden elixir showed a very happy smile and took a big step forward. Song Fei felt that the man was standing straighter than before.

Seeing the roll call, everyone immediately became nervous. Song Fei also hoped that he could be called. If he really became a flaming army, he had to train something. Song Fei had to run away and think of other ways to get information, but no matter what, he didn't become an internal waiter so fast.

Really want to be a waiter, use his hiding skills and eavesdrop outside the master's room. Hey hey, thinking of this, Song Fei couldn't help thinking of an obscene man watching the hostess change clothes outside the door. Song Fei immediately ruled out this idea, learned to be true, and recited Amitabha several times in his heart.

Then, the old man began to shout, "second, Wang Ke." then, another monk who built the foundation took a big step, which disappointed Song Fei a little. However, this candidate made a lot of comments in the crowd. He was the weakest person in the eight ranks of the foundation, and was even selected into the ranks of ten people

"There is still a chance." Song Fei is the one with the least pressure in his heart.

"The third, Zhao Xinlei." then, a master of Jindan level 8 also took a step forward.

"Fourth..."

"Fifth..."

Until the ninth, Song Fei's name was not called, and finally the tenth person was called. Those who did not call their name raised their hearts and looked eagerly at the old man who called the roll. Everyone still had a trace of luck in their hearts.

"The tenth..." the old man read half a sentence, but he glanced at the people with a smile. After seeing that the people were holding their hearts and focusing their eyes on themselves, he shouted the man's name in the eyes of the people and in the dark curse in Song Fei's heart:

"The tenth, Liu ran."