After some inquiry, Chu Feng also discovered that the fallen leaves bamboo forest was indeed divided into the upper three forests and the lower three forests as the disciple said.

The disciples of Shangsanlin are all very excellent. It is not easy to join Shangsanlin. If you don’t have a certain strength and talent, don’t even think about it.

The disciples of Xia Sanlin are much weaker and are the waste in Shang Sanlin's eyes.

Therefore, the registration offices for the upper three forests and the lower three forests are also separated.

The upper three forests are overcrowded, but the lower three forests are much more miserable.

In fact, even if most of the people who come to Xia Sanlin cannot enter Shang Sanlin, they still want to worship the fallen leaves and bamboo forest, so they come here.

At this moment, Chu Feng came to the registration office of Xia Sanlin.

"This is, Waste Lin?" At this moment, Chu Feng was surprised.

No matter what the copper bamboo forest and iron bamboo forest are, at least many elders are still in charge, but the place where the waste forest recruits disciples is actually a disciple.

Moreover, this disciple's strength is not very good. He is a ninth-grade martial king. Judging from his vicissitudes of life, he is already quite old, and he is probably about to be forty.

A forty-year-old ninth-grade martial king, this is really unreasonable.

Moreover, in the copper bamboo forest and iron bamboo forest, no matter how talent and potential the person who registered, there are at least many people, both children and adults, who can do it no matter how they say it, and there are successors to pass on it.

But the Wastelin was empty except for the disciple he received, and there was not a single person. It was really miserable.

At this moment, Chu Feng had already guessed that this so-called abandoned forest must be as its name suggests, being abandoned by the fallen bamboo forest and a place that is despised by everyone.

Hong Qiang is the head of the Waste Land, which is probably not a good thing. As the head of the head in such a place, he may not be much stronger than his cultivation.

Can such a person help Chu Feng? Obviously not.

However, since he has reached this point, Chu Feng will naturally not give up. He is not a person who forgets his righteousness when he sees profit. On the contrary, Chu Feng values ​​loyalty, so no matter how Hong Qiang's cultivation is or whether he is a strong person, Chu Feng will enter.

Waste forest, meet Hong Qiang.

So, he first released his cultivation a little bit and lowered it to the level of the eighth-grade martial king. Then he walked straight to the disciple of the Waste Land and asked:

"Join Yaolin, sign up with you?"

The disciple obviously did not expect anyone to join the Waste Land. He was a little flattered by Chu Feng's arrival and said enthusiastically: "Yes, it's here, this brother, do you want to join me Waste Land?"

"Well, I want to join Yaolin and be a nominal disciple. I don't know where to evaluate it?" Chu Feng asked.

"No need to be evaluated. With your qualifications, you can enter my Waste Forest without assessment. By the way, I don't know the name of my brother. I will write your name for you here, and you can become my name of the name of my Waste Forest.

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While the disciple was speaking, he took out a scroll and a special brush, which should be the one who recorded the disciple's name.

"Wao Lin is a waste Lin. Seeing that he was happy to receive a disciple, he almost treated him as his ancestor."

"That's right, but that kid is also a thorny man. Seeing that he is in his early twenties, even if he joins Tielin, he can't figure out why he chose to join Wastelin."

Seeing that Chu Feng was really going to join the Waste Land, all kinds of sarcastic laughter resounded continuously, and the source of this laughter was naturally from Tonglin and Tielin.

The one who humiliated Chu Feng was the adult disciples who were preparing to join the Tongzhulin and Ironzhulin. Their age was similar to Chu Feng, so their cultivation was naturally OK.

However, compared with Chu Feng, it is really a bit scumbag. Most of them are in the Martial Lord realm, and the strongest one is the Ninth-grade Martial Lord.

But it’s okay for the disciples, even the elders of the Tongzhu Forest and the Iron Bamboo Forest smiled sarcastically, and they really lost the elder’s majesty.

And they dared to mock Chu Feng, and they must think that Chu Feng was really just an eighth-rank martial king, so they dared to do this.

If Chu Feng showed himself, the true cultivation of the fifth-grade Martial King would probably blind their dog eyes.

After all, even the elders guarding the copper bamboo forest and the iron bamboo forest have only one level of the first-grade Martial King, ranging from the fourth-grade Martial King.

One of the strongest ones is the fourth-rank Martial King, who is far inferior to Chu Feng.

So Chu Feng was too lazy to pay attention to these wastes. After all, the reason why Chu Feng hid his cultivation was to avoid some trouble, so there was nothing he could do about endurance.

"This senior brother, my name is Chu Feng. I don't know what the senior brother is called?" Chu Feng said to the ninth-grade martial king of the deposed Lin with a smile.

"So it's Junior Brother Chu Feng, just call me Li Xiang." Li Xiang said with a smile.

"So it's called Chu Chuang? No wonder he wants to enter the waste forest like a madman."

"Oh, how can I say that? He is not a lunatic, but more like a fool."

"That's right, only fools will join the waste forest, hahaha..." But I never thought that Chu Feng ignored them, but they became more and more excessive and even used Chu Feng's name to humiliate Chu Feng.

"Elders, do you care if your disciples humiliate me like this?" Finally, Chu Feng asked coldly.

Chu Feng can be humiliated, but he can tolerate it. But his name was given by his parents, and he would not allow anyone to humiliate the name.

"You have not officially become my disciples of the fallen leaves and bamboo forest. Even if you become my disciples of the fallen leaves and bamboo forest, you are just a nominal disciple."

"We fallen leaves and bamboo forest advocate freedom to the nominal disciples, no matter so many." An elder in Tonglin said with a smile.

"It turns out that we advocate freedom, no matter how much it is. If that's the case, it's okay if I beat them up?" Chu Feng asked back with a sneer.

"Hahaha..." However, the elder did not directly answer Chu Feng's question, but instead burst into laughter.

At the same time, the other elders present and the disciples who humiliated Chu Feng also burst into laughter, and the laughter was full of sarcasm.

"If you can beat them, you will beat them, for fear that you will not be beaten, and you will be beaten instead. In that case, you will be the one who is embarrassed." After a burst of laughter, the elder of the Tonglin spoke.

Said.

His words were like something in his words, and his intention was very obvious, which was to allow Chu Feng to beat those who humiliate him, but at the same time those people could also beat Chu Feng.

"Hey, little fool, what do you mean, do you want to hit us?"

"Okay, let's learn what skills do you have to be so arrogant."

As expected, as soon as the elder of the Tonglin finished speaking, several people who humiliated Chu Feng understood and walked towards Chu Feng.
Chapter completed!