Chapter 2865: Assemble manpower

Two respectful voices sounded at the same time, and Zhang Yifeng faintly raised his hand to signal the two of them not to be polite.
"It doesn't have to be the case, everyone is the same. I started a lot later than the two. I should call the two Yisheng brothers when I put down my identity."
Zhang Yifeng said lightly, and did not forget to bow his hands to the two of them.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng's manners, the two guard disciples glanced at each other, and a flash of approval flashed in their eyes.
There are many preparatory elders in Mingyue Sect, but one like Zhang Yifeng is the only one.
The reserve elders seem to have a very high status, and they are already the middle class in the Mingyue Sect.
In fact, any cultivator in the real fairyland is eligible to apply to become a preparatory elder, and the base of this middle-level is large, and naturally it is not so respectable.
What's more, there are still an unknown number of reserve elders who have stayed in this position forever, who can break through to the heavenly fairyland and become the true elder of the Mingyue Sect.
There are very few of these preparatory elders, and they are more or less because of their own qualifications, or they are targeted by elders like Liu Changkong like Zhishen.
Such a situation is not uncommon in the Mingyue Sect, and they are not surprising to the gatekeepers of the elder's house.
However, it was the first time for the two of them to see the preparatory elders like Zhang Yifeng who came up to show humility.
Moreover, Zhang Yifeng's talents are very high. They still have some impressions of Zhang Yifeng. They vaguely remember that Zhang Yifeng's cultivation base was still very low when he arrived last time.
As a result, in a blink of an eye, Zhang Yifeng's cultivation was already level with them, and he even succeeded in becoming a preparatory elder.
These guard disciples of the elder's house are all monks who are too old and hopeless to break through in this life, and their qualifications are many times lower than that of Zhang Yifeng.
"Elder Zhang is serious, please enter the elder's house and choose a place to live."
The two gatekeepers smiled at each other and raised their hands to signal that Zhang Yifeng could enter the elder's courtyard.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifeng bowed his hands to the two and walked behind the gate of the elder's courtyard in front of him.
Stepping into the elder's courtyard with one foot, Zhang Yifeng suddenly flickered in front of his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he had already arrived in a strange courtyard.
Looking left and right, Zhang Yifeng discovered that this place seemed to be a small space crack, which should have been opened up in the space crack.
All around are enchantments and formations used to stabilize the space barriers, this kind of space is very dangerous.
Of course, that was in a small sect that did not have a high-level enchantment master and a high-level formation mage. There is no shortage of enchantment masters and formation mages in a large sect like Mingyuezong.
Perceiving that there was no other person's breath in this courtyard, Zhang Yifeng knew that the courtyard here should be the residence assigned to him by the Mingyue Sect.
Looking around, Zhang Yifeng found a water mirror that could lead to other yards.
Through this water mirror, Zhang Yifeng can either go to the residences of other elders, or leave here and return to Mingyue Sect.
Relying on the breath lock, Zhang Yifeng quickly locked Zhishen's breath in the numerous courtyards.
Stepping into the water mirror, Zhang Yifeng, with a flash of skill, came to the outside of Zhishen's courtyard.
Unless the owner of the courtyard, that is, other elders, accepts Zhang Yifeng's request to enter, Zhang Yifeng will not be able to enter other courtyards.
Noting Zhang Yifeng's arrival, Zhishen, who was originally meditating in the courtyard, opened his eyes.
The obscure Jin Yan flashed in Zhishen's eyes, and Zhishen got up and looked at Zhang Yifeng strangely.
"What's the matter, why did you come in, no one told me that you are coming to me."
Zhishen looked at Zhang Yifeng suspiciously, raised his hand to unlock the barrier in front of Zhang Yifeng, and put Zhang Yifeng into the yard.
"Ahem, I am also a preparation elder, of course I don't need to ask others for instructions."
Zhang Yifeng gave a light cough, and said to Zhishen in an old-fashioned manner, and raised his head slightly with a proud look.
"Oh? So that's it, then it's okay."
Zhishen's reaction was rather dull. Seeing Zhang Yifeng's breath breaking into the real fairyland, he understood it all at once.
"Why, it shouldn't be here to come and find me to tell you the good news. It seems that you are looking for me if something happens."
Zhishen shook his head and said, sat back to the original position, and closed his eyes again.
"It's nothing, it's just a secret mission, haven't you also experienced it. It's this mission that I feel a bit wrong, so I want you to come with me to see the situation."
Facing Zhishen, Zhang Yifeng was more casual and said in a flat tone.
"No problem, just call me when the time comes, and I will continue to practice. It was just a critical moment, but you interrupted me."
Zhishen opened his eyes and gave Zhang Yifeng a blank look, then closed his eyes again and plunged into cultivation.
Looking at Zhishen who was full of golden light, Zhang Yifeng shrugged, turned and walked out of the yard.
The candidate had been finalized, and Zhang Yifeng left the elder's house through the water mirror and came to the Mingyuezong Fumo Hall.
Zhang Yifeng was ready to immediately receive the Demon Order, and immediately set out to fight the secret realm, and take down the monster beast in the secret realm as soon as possible.
The longer it drags on, the more unpleasant feeling in Zhang Yifeng's heart becomes stronger.
When he came to Fu Mo Hall, the person who received Zhang Yifeng this time was no longer the brother of the Fu Mo Hall, but a disciple who looked very immature.
"Master, hello, brother, are you here to receive the Demon Order?"
This disciple is different from the original Fumodian old fried dough sticks. The whole person looks soft and waxy, giving people a very bullying look.
"I am the newly promoted reserve elder of the sect. I am going to lead a team to crusade the secret realm. You should have information about me too."
Zhang Yifeng said flatly, took out the preparatory elder order from his arms and handed it to the young disciple.
"Originally, it was the elder who came in person. Elder Zhang Yifeng, I'll look for it."
The boy took a close look at Zhang Yifeng's token, and then hurriedly began to search through the information under the table.
Finally, the boy frantically took out a form from the stack of spiritual paper and handed it to Zhang Yifeng.
Upon receiving the form, Zhang Yifeng frowned, because he discovered that his team's quota was actually full at some point.
"What's going on, I remember it seems that I haven't started selecting players yet."
"Um, Elder Zhang, don't you know about this?"
The young boy blinked his eyes twice, looking at Zhang Yifeng and asking with a puzzled expression on his face.
"What do you mean? Is there anything in there that I don't know."
Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly as he looked at the boy and asked in a deep voice.
"Hey, Elder Zhang, you have few secret realms like D-level. For most low-level cultivators, D-level secrets are definitely the best choice. In addition, there are many intricacies in the sect, you... "