After I woke up, I became a sick and weak beauty

Backfired.

Junqing originally planned to integrate into the Tianhai Sect in a low-key manner. Although this idea is somewhat contrary to his behavior of not concealing his identity in front of Xi Chengle, it is still very reasonable.

However, the direct confrontation between Xi Chengle and Meng Hansheng made him the focus of everyone present.

Junqing was speechless, silently watching the atmosphere between the two men tense, if Xi Chengle had long hair, then everything must be blowing up now.

Then someone came out to smooth things over and said, "I don't know what you two are interested in this disciple? It seems that his aptitude is only above average, and there are more good seedlings here to choose from."

Li Shao who was at the side couldn't help but snorted when he heard this, he felt a little upset.

As for that person's suggestion, Xi Chengle only said coldly: "I think he feels destined, and he doesn't want to accept anyone else as an apprentice except him."

And Meng Hansheng smiled slightly, under his smile, it seemed that the surrounding scenery was dimmed a bit, and he even looked at the female disciples in a daze.

With a "pop", the folding fan in his hand opened, and flowers and birds were painted on the fan, adding a bit of elegance, he said: "Coincidentally, I also feel that I will meet my destined disciple today, and there is no other choice but him." .”

That person: "..."

He couldn't help but feel dizzy for a while, and couldn't help but look at Junqing again - this, it's impossible to divide this person into two halves and give each of them one!

The two of them were at a stalemate, and in the end it was Chengle's master, the deputy suzerain of the Tianhai Sect, who said: "Okay, what's wrong with arguing for a disciple in public, why not let this disciple choose who to worship as his own disciple?" .”

Junqing: ...

He suddenly felt several eyes falling on him, and his whole body seemed to be roasted on fire.

Let him choose...

Junqing's eyes turned slightly, and he saw Xi Chengle staring at him quietly, as if he would expose his identity on the spot if he was not selected.

On the other side, the white-clothed monk waved his fan leisurely and said: "Nephew Xi, you haven't left your teacher yet, and you have never had your own cave. If you accept apprentices, where do you plan to let your apprentices live?"

Cheng Chengle's face darkened. It stands to reason that if he exchanged his cultivation base for other disciples, he would have been able to become a teacher. Not only could he open up his own cave, but he could even become an elder in the sect. The reason why he is still the eldest brother of Tianhaizong is because ... His master is too used to him.

He had proposed the idea of ​​becoming a teacher before, but his master just glanced at him sideways, and then rejected it mercilessly.

According to Master's words, even if he inherited Le Sanjiao's kung fu and wanted to become a teacher, he was looking for death.

Meng Hansheng's move can be said to have hit Cheng Chengle's Achilles' heel, and even Jun Qing has seriously considered it - he doesn't want to live in the same room with other people.

But soon Cheng Chengle cheered up, he said: "So what? I'm not a stingy person, if my disciple wants to live alone, why not build a small courtyard for him?"

After he finished speaking, he found that Meng Hansheng had a strange look on his face. Xi Chengle felt something bad in his heart, and then he heard Meng Hansheng sigh and say:

"Nephew Xi, you are really not suitable to accept disciples now. Do you know how many people will pay attention to this disciple when we make a fuss today?"

Jun Qing on the side was speechless, and thought to himself: So you also know how much trouble you will cause me.

Xi Chengle frowned, waiting for Meng Hansheng's next words.

Meng Hansheng continued: "Perhaps there will be some narrow-minded people secretly hating him. As the chief disciple, you are always busy with important things. It is impossible to take him with you and protect him in everything. If he was bullied, what should you do?"

Xi Chengle gritted his teeth: "If someone bullies him, I will help him teach those who don't wink."

Meng Hansheng smiled again, and his face was full of the expression "Sure enough, you are still a child": "Then what if they often trip him up secretly? You can't find out who did it, so what?"

Xi Chengle fell silent, because he found that no matter what he said, Meng Hansheng could always make his words weak.

Seeing his reaction, Meng Hansheng continued slowly: "As the master of Yaoguang Peak, if he worships under my sect, I will give him the best resources, and no one would dare to lie under my nose." what to do to him."

Speaking of this, it seems that the gap between the two is already obvious.

Finally, the master who inherited Le'er said again: "Meng Fengzhu's words are very reasonable, Le'er, you are too young to accept disciples, and if you see suitable disciples in the future, you can accept them directly." .”

Xi Chengle's cheeks twitched a few times, and finally turned around and walked away, while Meng Hansheng showed a victorious smile.

Junqing looked indifferent: Didn't you say you let me choose?

He was speechless when suddenly a shadow loomed in front of him. He raised his head and saw Meng Hansheng standing in front of him, and the smile in those twinkling peach blossom eyes gradually faded away.

Junqing raised his head and looked at him. At this time, he was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was more than a head shorter than Meng Hansheng.

Meng Hansheng stared at him for a while, then stretched out his hand in front of Junqing, and said, "Let's go."

Jun Qing blinked and put his hand on it.

Meng Hansheng led Jun Qing out of everyone's sight. He called out a flying sword and stepped on it.

Turning his head and seeing Jun Qing behind him, Meng Hansheng hesitated for a moment and said, "If you feel scared, you can hug me."

Jun Qing was naturally not afraid, but he still wanted to maintain his identity to some extent, so he also stepped on the flying sword and raised his hand to grab Meng Hansheng's sleeve.

The flying sword carried the two of them across the sky above Tianhaizong. Jun Qing lowered his eyes and looked at his feet, silently remembering what he saw in his mind.

He has a deep study of formations, and the first thing he paid attention to was Tianhaizong's mountain protection formation.

Because the height is not enough, he can only see one leg of the formation. Even so, Junqing's formation skills are enough to deduce the whole picture of the formation.

The array pattern is a bit complicated, and the spiritual power circuit is not pure enough, which will lead to a waste of spiritual power when used, and requires more spiritual stones to maintain the formation method.

No... not right.

Jun Qing frowned.

Such a circuitous array pattern does not seem to be a waste caused by the lack of ability of the person who carved the array, on the contrary, it is more like that person deliberately caused it...

Could it be...the person who engraved the formation deliberately used this method to make him spend more spiritual energy?

This is a bit intriguing.

Where did all the unnecessary spiritual energy go?

If his guess is not wrong, then the level of the person who engraved the formation is probably not inferior to him.

Jun Qing unconsciously rubbed the soft fabric with his fingertips, thinking that Haizong is worthy of maintaining the first sect for hundreds of years, and the water in it is much deeper than he imagined.

Suddenly the cloth slipped in his hand, Junqing raised his head, saw Meng Hansheng had turned his head and looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and said, "What are you thinking about? So focused?"

Jun Qing was not frightened by his actions, but said, "It's the first time I'm flying in the sky, and it feels... quite good."

Meng Hansheng was slightly taken aback.

He looked at Junqing with an unspeakably complicated expression - it turned out that he had some fear and doubts about Junqing, but so far facing his temptations, the young man in front of him has acted extremely calm and flawless.

Could it be that "that incident" was just an accident?

Meng Hansheng felt a little upset, he calmed down for a while, and thought: No matter what the background of this young man is, it doesn't really matter.

If he was really a dangerous person who came here with the idea of ​​being unfavorable to Tian Haizong... then it was just right for him.

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although Tianhaizong is big, under the driving force of Feijian, he reached Yaoguang Peak in no time.

Meng Hansheng pressed down the flying sword and put Junqing on the ground. Although he had other ideas about accepting Junqing as his apprentice, the superficial friendship between master and apprentice still needs to be maintained, so he said softly:

"You have been walking on the heavenly steps for three days. At this time, you must be exhausted. I will prepare a bucket of liquid medicine for you, soak in it for an hour, it will strengthen your muscles and bones, and achieve the effect of tempering your body."

He has already called himself "a teacher" at this time, and Junqing is a little puzzled in his heart—is it true that in the world of comprehension, it is no longer necessary to bow three times before offering tea to a teacher?

However, he would not remind Meng Hansheng, after all, it is impossible for him to kneel if he wants to kneel, Meng Hansheng forgot and saved him from using the phantom formation with his fingertips to confuse him.

Meng Hansheng took out the storage bag and picked out several spiritual materials from it.

The tip of Jun Qing's nose moved slightly, and a strong aura flooded the room, making his heart skip a beat.

It seems that this "master" really spent some money.

His mind was flowing, and he silently watched Meng Hansheng temper those spiritual materials with his spiritual power, turning them into powder, and then he brought Daotong to fetch water and poured it into the prepared bathtub.

The fine powder of the spiritual material was sprinkled into the water, and the originally clear water suddenly changed color, turning into a pool of emerald green.

It's a bucket of good stuff.

Meng Hansheng explained: "You take off your clothes and sit in it, you may feel some pain at first, remember to be patient and don't faint, otherwise the effect will be greatly wasted."

After he finished speaking, he stood there, looking at Junqing with serious eyes.

Jun Qing was taken aback for a moment, and then realized later—couldn't this person want to watch him by the side?

Maybe it was because his movements were a little slow, Meng Hansheng frowned slightly, as if he was a little bit puzzled, Junqing kept a straight face, and slowly unbuttoned his belt.

【Hey, are you going to take off your clothes like this? 】

Jing Ling's voice sounded, with a somewhat dissatisfied and strange tone, Jun Qing ignored him, and only slowly took off his clothes.

The pure white belt was thrown on the ground and piled up in a small pile, and then Junqing took off the robe.

As he undressed, he thought about countermeasures.

The fingertip array can be used again today.

It's just that Junqing doesn't want to simply use his hole cards like this, because who knows if other things will happen later?

But he couldn't just strip naked in front of Meng Hansheng without doing anything.

Although this layer of illusion and bone shrinkage made Junqing flawless in terms of body and appearance, the real problem lay in the bucket of psychic liquid.

His current body is extremely thirsty for spiritual energy.

There was a slight itching on his back, presumably that dishonest thing had already quietly climbed up his back when it smelled the strong aura, and he knew without looking at Junqing that his back was probably completely covered by it now. That one thing was taken over.

Although that thing is very rare, it is not something that can be easily limited to the public. Meng Hansheng looks friendly, but he doesn't know the details, so he can't expose it casually.

Maybe he should think of a way...

Jun Qing thought this way, at this time he only had the last piece of underwear left on his body, and his fingers were hanging on the collar. With a light flick, the soft and white body of the young man would appear under the material.

Seeing his movements stop, Meng Hansheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said:

"how?"