Outside the Notting Temple.

"This is the meeting place for our high-level meetings at Notting Gate. You have to be cautious in your words and deeds."

Guo Lao glanced at the gate of Notting Temple, and then said to Fang Chuan next to him, "I offended people back then. Now even if I'm an upper god, I can only guard the gate."

"Um."

Fang Chuan nodded. At this moment, he also understood that Old Guo's strength was stronger than he thought. He turned out to be a high-ranking god. He didn't know who was more powerful than Vodu.

"Guo Zhentian."

At this time, a cold shout came from Fang Chuan and the others. Fang Chuan looked back and saw two men wearing white robes who looked like they wanted to die.

One of them is majestic, sharp-eyed, and has the general power of being in power.

And the person next to him gave people a sense of being sharp and arrogant.

Fang Chuan felt the hostility from them again, and immediately understood that the two of them were probably Xuezhongdao and Xuelong flying.

He couldn't help laughing, it was really a narrow road.

"Knife in the snow, you are now the deputy sect master, if you call me, I have to answer you, but it seems that you want to put your son into the special training class?"

Obviously, Guo Zhentian knows everything about Xuezhongdao and the others very well.

He glanced at Fang Chuan again, "The deputy master of Xuezhongdao originally had a quota, but his son was a waste material before. He felt that his son could not enter the special training class, so he gave him an apprentice. What is it called Feitian."

"No, so Feitian didn't come back. I thought I was dead outside."

"The quota has already been taken up, and if you die, you will count, not to mention that you haven't figured out whether you are dead or not."

"But the special training is about to begin, and his son, suddenly got some adventure, rushed to the second-level first, he feels confident, he will also put his son in."

"He knows that Lao Guo, I have never handed over the place, so he wants to take my place."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Fang Chuan, "So, you understand?"

"Oh."

Fang Chuan couldn't help but nodded. He also understood that Rui Shan and the others went to Mine Star City before, and it seemed that it was not just for Senior Sister Xuetian, but also for Senior Brother Feitian.

He didn't expect that Senior Feitian was a genius in a special training class.

It's just a pity that I met him and hung up outside.

And now, he has to fight the father and son again because of the place in the special training class.

"Fang Chuan, didn't Fu Du let Feng Han give you instructions? You didn't even listen to Fu Du's words?"

When Xuezhongdao saw Fang Chuan, he was very angry, because since Fang Chuan came, it means that he will not give up this place.

And now, Fang Chuan is also a small celebrity among the high-levels of the Notting Gate, a genius, and may even compare his son.

Moreover, they are a little unreasonable.

"I heard Lord Voodoo's words, but I can't take the place for the special training class. In the future, I will apologize to Lord Voodoo, and I won't let the people of Tiandu Peak suffer."

Fang Chuan looked at these people lightly at this moment, but he gave them a feeling of arrogance and standing upright.

"it is good!"

Guo Zhentian slapped his hands, "Only such a genius is worthy of me to win a place for him."

He glanced at Xuezhongdao lightly again, "The deputy sect master, his name is not righteous, and if your son has a bad reputation, your abacus is wrong."

"Humph!"

The knife snorted coldly in the snow, "Walk and see."

Afterwards, his cold gaze swept across Fang Chuan's body, making Fang Chuan feel a sharp killing intent, and there was a crisis in Fang Chuan's heart.

"Ah."

However, Fang Chuan still had a calm expression on his face. Since he practiced, he had encountered more dangers.

What about a mere upper god?

"go."

Guo Zhentian didn't intend to say more, but took Fang Chuan directly to the Notting Temple.

Fang Chuan followed Guo Zhentian to the gate of the Notting Temple. The huge gate carved with ancient **** patterns gave him a great sense of oppression. The dragon pattern carved on it even gave him a lifelike life. The feeling that you want to blow your face.

Under his feet, there was a high threshold, and above this threshold, he felt a breath of formation patterns, which seemed to contain murderous intent.

Afterwards, he and Guo Zhentian entered the gate, came to the temple, and immediately saw twenty-four **** seats.

Each **** seat is floating in the air, exuding a faint divine light, and on top of the twenty-four **** seats, there are eleven upper gods sitting.

He didn't see Voodoo, but he was relieved.

And after that, he heard the footsteps coming from behind, he didn't need to look back, he knew that it was the father and son in the snow.

"Don't worry, I will make arrangements for you."

Fang Chuan sneered when he heard Xue Zhongdao talking to Xue Longfei.

After that, he saw the knife stepped in the snow and flew up to sit on a **** seat.

Then, Xuezhongdao fell on Fang Chuan with a contemptuous look.

"Master, fellow committee members, as a mentor above the level, I have a place to recommend special training classes. There should be no problem. Is it in line with the regulations?"

When Guo Zhentian waited for the Xuezhongdao to sit on the **** seat, he folded his hands and asked everyone with a smile.

"Yes."

Hua Xing looked at the crowd lightly. The sect master, who was nicknamed the Upper God of Bei Gu, finally fell on Fang Chuan's body, showing his approval.

And then, he said again, "The rules of the Shenmen will not change, Guo Zhentian, you were the one who made great contributions to our Shenmen back then."

As he spoke, he glanced lightly at the knife in the snow, and said, "Although you later withdrew from the committee due to some things, no matter who you have recommended places, you can't be erased."

As soon as he said this, the few people present couldn't help but frown, but the sect master's words were tantamount to setting the tone.

"That's good." Old Guo nodded.

"However, Guo Zhentian, this first requires him to pass the assessment."

At this moment, Xue Zhongdao spoke suddenly with a sneer.

"Of course."

Guo Zhentian frowned, but nodded.

"In that case, it's all going to be assessed anyway. The sect master, my son ranks first in the second grade, and he is very talented, so let him join the assessment. There is no problem. After all, although my quota is used, Fei Tian is nowhere to be found. Voodoo said that he might be killed, and my quota should not be wasted."

The knife in the snow looked at Hua Xingyi and said.

When everyone heard it, they understood that he was advancing with retreat, and he wanted his son to participate in the assessment anyway.

Fang Chuan also frowned, he felt that the Snow Knife seemed to have to use his hands and feet in the subsequent assessment.

"The sect master, the deputy sect master Xue has done a great job, and his quota is no longer used. Now the special training class can only accommodate one more person due to the world of Notting's artifacts, so let these two boys compete. NS."

At this time, another committee member also said lightly.