Before long, more than a dozen young men and women in white alchemy robes came to the Dan altar talking and laughing.

In addition to Fang Lin, Lu Xiaoqing and other Dan Tong disciples looked at them in awe, with envy in their eyes.

"Elder sun, here we are." A dozen people came to the little old man, and one of the young people arched his hand and said to the little old man.

The little elder nodded to them, pointed to Fang Lin and several of them, and said, "this is the Dantong disciple who just started this year. You can choose by yourself."

With that, he walked aside with his hands on his back.

More than a dozen formal disciples looked at Fang Lin and others, and each looked at Fang Lin and others with a critical eye.

Suddenly, except for Fang Lin, the other eight people were nervous. After all, standing in front of them were a group of formal disciples, who were superior to their Dan Tong disciples in identity.

Fang Lin's face was calm. When others looked at him, he also looked at these formal disciples without scruple.

Soon, Fang Lin noticed that many of these dozen people looked at themselves intentionally or unintentionally, and their eyes seemed to have a bit of banter.

"What do you mean?" Fang Lin secretly wondered whether he was just better looking than others, but he didn't think so of himself, did he?

The young man with a smile on his face gave Fang Lin a thoughtful look, and finally pointed his finger at another young man.

The young man immediately showed surprise and quickly bowed to the young man.

Others looked at him enviously. It was obvious that the young man had a high position among the formal disciples, and it was also an honor to be elected by him.

"I chose him."

Another teenager was chosen.

"You, come with me."

"Yes, you follow me."

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One after another Dantong disciples were selected by formal disciples, and even Lu Xiaoqing was selected by a beautiful woman.

Only Fang Lin, standing alone, was not picked by any formal disciples.

It happened that these formal disciples seemed to be interested in Lin, but none of them chose him in the end.

Fang Lin is very depressed. Is he so bad?

Fang Lin thought that there must be something wrong with the eyes of these formal disciples. Yes, that's it.

When the little old man saw this scene not far away, he also shook his head and sneered, saying secretly, "this Fang Lin has offended that Kang Lu, and now he doesn't know what happened."

A group of formal disciples stood there, many of them looking at Fang Lin jokingly.

Fang Lin doesn't care. If you don't pick me, don't pick me. It's a big deal to find another way by yourself.

At this time, the leading young man suddenly said to Lin, "aren't you surprised that we didn't choose you?"

Fang Lin nodded, puzzled on his face and said, "why don't you pick me? Haven't you heard that I'm a dead tree in spring?"

The formal disciples were speechless immediately. Fang Lin was so cheeky that he recommended himself like this?

The young man sneered and said, "so what if you know? Someone has greeted us for a long time, and we won't pick you. If you don't want to have a hard time in Zixia sect in the future, you'd better go back and think about what to do."

Hearing this, Fang Lin understood that emotion was Kang Lu's handwriting.

Being able to let these formal disciples help target themselves, the energy of Kang Lu surprised Fang Lin a little.

"Fang Lin, it doesn't matter in the Zixia sect, especially the Dan sect, but it's difficult to do anything. Even if you have some talents, you should obey the rules, but don't be conceited." The young man added that there was much ridicule and disdain between his words.

Fang Lin was not angry and said with a smile, "dare you ask this elder martial brother's name?"

The young man snorted softly. Although Lin disdained him, he still said, "it doesn't hurt to let you know. My name is Shen Fu."

Fang Lin nodded and muttered, "Shen Fu? This name doesn't sound like a good person."

Hearing the speech, everyone was surprised, looking at Fang Lin as if he were an idiot.

Shen Fu's face sank even more, and he was about to raise his hand and slap Fang Lin in the face.

"Cough, the Dan altar is important. You should be careful in your words and deeds." At this time, the little old man not far away said while coughing.

Shen Fu hesitated for a moment, but still didn't start.

Fang Lin looked at him with a smile, as if expecting that Shen Fu would not really do it.

"Fang Lin, you don't even know your situation. It's really pathetic. Kang Lu can clean you up without me." Shen Fu said to Lin viciously.

Fang Lin laughed and said, "I'm brave. It's useless for you to scare me."

Shen Fu sneered, and didn't want to waste saliva with Fang Lin, so he had to take the people away.

"Wait a minute, elder martial brother Shen." Just then, a slightly timid voice sounded.

Shen Fu paused, turned around, and immediately said with a smile, "it's brother Xu. What's the matter?"

The young man surnamed Xu is ugly. Although he is also a formal disciple, others can see from his eyes that this person probably has no status among the formal disciples.

The young man surnamed Xu hesitated, pointed to Fang Lin and said, "I want to choose him to be my Dante."

Hearing this, Fang Lin was secretly happy, but he didn't show any expression, while the other formal disciples present frowned slightly.

Shen Fu gave a cold look at the young man surnamed Xu and said, "brother Xu, what do you mean?"

The young man surnamed Xu bowed his head slightly and said weakly, "I'm busy refining pills recently, and I need a Dan boy to fight. I hope my senior brother can succeed."

Shen Fu was not happy and was about to stop it. Suddenly, he thought about it. Xu shangao was also an unpopular Lord, and his level among the formal disciples was at the bottom. Fang Lin couldn't learn anything from this guy.

Moreover, if Fang Lin was not selected in the end, it would be difficult for Kang Lu and others to help suppress Fang Lin. it would be better to complete Xu shangao.

At that moment, Shen Fu smiled, patted Xu shangao on the shoulder, and said, "since younger martial brother Xu needs hands, this Fang Lin will be handed over to you. You should sharpen this boy's spirit and never lose face to our formal disciples."

Xu shangao barely smiled and nodded at Shen Fu.

Shen Fu glanced at Fang Lin, snorted coldly, and then left with other formal disciples.

When Lu Xiaoqing left with the beautiful woman, Lin showed a smile.

Fang Lin also smiled at her.

"Brother Fang, come with me." Xu shangao said to Lin. there was no arrogance of formal disciples between his words, which seemed very peaceful.

Fang Lin looked at Xu shangao. This man looked like he was in his twenties and looked ordinary. His eyebrows were gloomy.

"Brother Fang, what's the matter?" Seeing Fang Lin staring at him all the time, Xu shangao wondered.

Fang Lin said seriously, "elder martial brother Xu, why did you choose me? Are you not afraid to offend the hypocrite Shen Fu?"

Hearing that Fang Lin actually called Shen Fu a hypocrite, Xu shangao was startled. Looking around, he found that Shen Fu and his companions had gone far away, and he should not have heard them. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu shangao said with a little blame, "how dare you say that? Elder martial brother Shen Fu is not a kind person."

Fang Lin laughed and said, "don't you think he is a hypocrite?"

Xu shangao was speechless and could only avoid talking.

Xu shangao sighed and said, "I just saw you so pathetic, so I chose you as my Dante, but you can't learn anything with me. I'm at the bottom of the formal disciples."

Fang Lin didn't care at all when he heard the speech. He patted Xu shangao on the shoulder and said with a smile, "it's commendable that you can face yourself squarely."

Xu shangao looked at Fang Lin strangely. It's too strange that one of your Dan Tong disciples actually patted me on the shoulder and said these words.

"Well, come with me. I'm still busy refining pills." Xu shangao felt that Fang Lin was a little unique, but he didn't think much. At present, he left the Dan altar with Fang Lin and went to the place where the official disciples lived.

Along the way, Fang Lin asked about some official disciples and got a lot of information.

It turned out that formal disciples were also divided into three, six, nine grades, and each class was clearly divided.

Such a high mountain is the lowest inferior disciple among the formal disciples, while Shen Fu is the superior disciple.

Above the top disciples, there are also true disciples, whose status is transcendent. There are only three true disciples in the whole Dan sect.

Xu shangao is not only an inferior disciple, but also among the inferior disciples, he is relatively unpromising, and few people look down on him.

When he arrived at the small courtyard where Xu shangao lived, Fang Lin smacked his tongue. Sure enough, the formal disciple was the formal disciple. The place where he lived was different. There was a separate small courtyard. He really envied Fang Lin.

The yard is not big, but a lot of herbs have been planted. As soon as I entered the yard, I smelled the unique flavor of herbs.

Fang Lin glanced at all the herbs in his heart, and looked at Xu shangao, but he had some appreciation for this person.

"Although this guy is not promising, he still has some level of planting herbs." Fang Lin said in his heart.

The herbs in the yard grow well. Obviously, Xu Shan Gao doesn't spend less time on these herbs on weekdays.

When Xu shangao saw Fang Lin looking at the herbs in the yard, he smiled and said, "these are all my own plants. Just have a look. Don't break them."

Fang Lin laughed and said, "it's nothing if it's broken. I'm a withered tree, and I can grow again if it's broken."

Xu shangao was speechless for a while, but what Fang Lin said was right. The body of withered trees in spring has a unique effect on herbs.

"I want to refine pills. Just stay in the yard for a while. Don't disturb me in the room." Xu shangao warned.

"At least." Fang Lin answered, Xu Shan nodded high, and then pushed the door into the room.

Fang Lin was bored in the yard. He looked left and right. After a while, there was a bang from the house. Fang Lin turned around and saw that Xu Shan came out of the house with a dark face.

"Elder martial brother Xu, what's the matter with you? Your face is so ugly?" Fang Lin laughed and asked deliberately.