shock!The big sister is crazy to criticize the villain

When Master Xianyun was worrying about how to avoid this catastrophe, Shen Xiuran came in.

He first bowed to Master Xianyun, and then said: "Master, a new batch of handyman disciples are already at the foot of the mountain."

Master Xianyun was feeling annoyed, and when he heard his voice, he couldn't help being even more annoyed: "You can handle this trivial matter yourself, why bother me?"

"You are already a qualified senior brother, it's time to learn to solve problems by yourself. Instead of looking for a master every day, you are no longer a child."

Shen Xiuran was criticized a lot, and he was in a daze.

Eh, no.

It is clear that Master Xianyun is too controlling, and he is explicitly prohibited from dealing with various matters in private, and also said that all matters must be reported to the leader himself in detail.

Now it's good, let Xianyun master talk all the words.

But he also knows that Master Xianyun is not a person who will take the initiative to realize his mistakes, and even has inexplicable confidence in all the decisions he makes.

This is the experience and lessons that Shen Xiuran has summed up over the past few years.

So this time he tactfully did not refute, but cupped his fists obediently and said: "Yes."

Master Xianyun was obviously in a bad mood today, so he shouldn't have come, lest he would take the opportunity to go crazy.

But before he walked out of the gate of the main hall, Master Xianyun stopped him.

Shen Xiuran: After all, I was a step too late.

He turned around desperately, lowered his head and clasped his fists and said, "What else can Master tell you?"

"In a few days' time, the major sects will compete with each other. You can choose a few disciples to go with me."

Master Xianyun waved his hands.

Fortunately, I didn't want to vent my anger on myself.

Shen Xiuran's first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief.

He clasped his fists in response: "Yes."

"Go down."

Master Xianyun didn't even look at him, and raised his hand to make him back away.

When Shen Xiuran stepped out of the main hall door, his whole heart was beating wildly, and his palms were already wet with sweat. He squeezed his fingers, let out a deep breath, and strode down the mountain with his sword in hand.

Every once in a while, Yun Mingzong recruits a group of disciples who are handymen to work in the sect.

It's not that these disciples can't practice, they're just stupid in talent, and they usually reach a bottleneck after a short period of time in their practice, and then stagnate.

Of course, there are also a few extra who changed their fate against the sky, and after they cultivated to the establishment of the foundation, they were promoted to outer disciples and were formally accepted into the sect.

Of course, the chance of this is still very small, unless there is some great opportunity.

After all, handyman disciples have no training resources and no talent for training, so what do they use for training?life?

Shen Xiuran didn't take care of this job originally, but in recent years, Master Xianyun's desire to control has become stronger and stronger. He has to know everything about the sect, and Shen Xiuran is forced to I took on many tasks that I should not have managed by myself.

At this time, at the foot of Yunmingzong Mountain, several disciples in white clothes held magic weapons in their hands, looked at a group of handyman disciples in front of them, and shouted loudly: "When you enter the sect later, remember what I told you, don't make any noise. "

"Don't ask if you shouldn't, as long as you do your own thing well."

"That, brother."

Suddenly, a hand in the crowd raised up, and then, he poked his head out, showing a handsome face: "I want to ask a question."

"Didn't I say it? Hold on if you have a problem."

A disciple in white frowned when he saw her.

"But, I'm curious. If you don't let me ask, I won't be able to sleep at night. Besides, I haven't entered the sect yet."

The man scratched his hair foolishly and smiled.

"What do you want to ask?"

The expression on the white clothed disciple's face was very impatient.

There are so many problems all day long.

"In the sect, is food and shelter included?"

Bai Qingyue smiled shyly, revealing two dimples on both sides of her cheeks.

Although it's long and has no memory points, it's still pleasing to laugh.

Although the disciple in white was impatient, he still answered her: "After entering the sect, it is naturally impossible for you to starve to death."

"As expected of the Cultivation of Immortals sect, it's magnificent."

Bai Qingyue gave a thumbs up.