Li Muchan saw Mei Ruolan standing prominently in the queue, located at the end of the women's list.

He nodded secretly. It was obvious that the eldest lady had extraordinary qualifications and had laid a solid foundation. Now she entered the inner sect to retreat for a month, soared into the sky and became a direct disciple.

According to the rules of the Canghai Sword Sect, disciples are divided into three levels: outer disciples, inner disciples, and direct disciples.

Most of the entry-level kung fu for outer disciples is taught by direct disciples. Only the real secrets are taught personally by Zhuzhao Master Tai and several first-level figures in the sect.

Therefore, although Wen Yinyue and the others are senior sisters, to all the disciples, they are no different than master and uncle.

"Hey, who is that, the newly promoted senior sister?" Song Wenbin pointed at Mei Ruolan from a distance.

Mei Ruolan seemed to feel something, and turned around to look, her blurred eyes fell on Li Muchan, and she smiled slightly.

She was cold, cool, and noble, but with such a smile, her face suddenly shone brightly, and all the disciples in the audience were dazzled.

Li Muchan tithes and nods with a slight smile.

Mei Ruolan nodded slightly and slowly turned her head.

Song Wenbin and Li Zongheng looked at him strangely, their eyes bright.

Song Wenbin and Li Zongheng pulled him aside, avoided everyone, and whispered: "Zhan Ran, do you recognize that senior sister?!"

He found it incredible that all the people Zhan Ran knew were extremely beautiful.

Li Muchan said: "She is my eldest lady."

"Ah, it turns out to be Senior Sister Mei!" The two of them suddenly realized.

Li Zongheng hummed: "Zhanran, you are a monk, but you are so beautiful and blessed, you are really enviable!"

Li Muchan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "What you said is wrong. There is no such thing as Yanfu or Yanfu. Come on, go and sit down!"

Li Zongheng muttered and curled his lips, quite disapproving of his hypocrisy. A manly man, if you say anything, you just hide it. It's really tiring!

The three of them found a place to sit down. Futons had been placed on the field, and you could sit wherever you wanted. However, the men sat on the east side and the women sat on the west side. The two areas were clearly separated, but they did not mix together.

They arrived a little late, and there was no room for them to get closer, so they had to stay back.

Not long after he sat down, a young man stood up on the high platform. His face was like a crown jewel and he was so handsome.

He stood up and came to the high platform, clasped his fists and said loudly: "Today is the day of the outer sect competition. I won't talk nonsense. Everyone knows the rules. Let's start by drawing lots!"

Then, a row of male disciples and a row of female disciples each took a wooden box with a round hole in the middle and walked to each person respectively.

When the wooden box arrived, he reached out and took out a wooden sign, just like asking for a sign in a temple.

Everyone was very skilled in doing it, and the speed was very fast. After a while, the work was completed, and Li Muchan drew Zhao Qing.

Li Zongheng tilted his head and came over, took Li Muchan's wooden sign, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Zhanran, congratulations, please sign it!"

Song Wenbin was also curious and came over to take a look, his face changed slightly, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Zhan Ran, this Zhao Qing is not easy to deal with!"
Chapter completed!