Demon Lord became my apprentice

Daxing City dominates the north. It is not only the capital of the human race, but also the Immortal Mansion of Shuofang Sect, the head of the Four Great Immortal Sects.In addition, 15 years ago, the joint office jointly established by the four great immortal families was also built here.

Daxing City gathers strange people from the mainland of China. It is the place where the human race and the fairy race have the closest communication. There is never a time when it is not busy all year round.This year coincides with the colliding of the three-yearly imperial examination and the three-yearly joint office admissions. Students from all over the world and young people eager to embark on the road of cultivating immortals have poured into Daxing City, and they are proud of this ancient and prosperous city. The capital is infused with fresh blood.

The whole journey was tiring, and Luo Xing was almost torn apart. After throwing up a few times, his face was very ugly, and the exuberance before departure faded away bit by bit. He even didn't bother to open the curtains when he entered the city. Take a look outside.

Zhang Jiakang loves to join in the fun very much, and the prosperity of the northern capital can't satisfy him at all.Hurrying and hurrying, he insisted on urging the coachman to arrive at Daxing City one day earlier, just to catch up with the excitement of the Lantern Festival.

As for Cong Yi, he was even more taciturn than the last time he went to Beidu Mansion, except for the necessary food and drink, he could stay in the carriage all day.

Zhang Jiakang's uncles are all officials in the court. Hearing that his nephew has come to Daxing City, he should entertain him well.Zhang Jiakang couldn't shirk it, so he could only take advantage of this early day to have fun in Daxing City.

Once in the city, Zhang Jiakang took Cong Yi and Luo Xing straight to the best inn in Daxing City. Even though staying here for one night is expensive, there are not a few students who come here to stay.There used to be many champions in this inn, and everyone wanted to be auspicious and happy.More importantly, those who can stay here are famous families from all over the world, and they have made friends with each other.In addition, high officials in the court and even today's emperor would occasionally come here for private visits in private, secretly observing the grand occasion of students gathering to discuss the national economy and people's livelihood.If they are chosen by them, it is equivalent to getting the admission ticket to become an official in the court in advance.

Of course, the most mysterious rumor is that many of the young people who have made their mark in the recruitment of the United Office have lived in this inn.If he can make friends with one or two immortal cultivators by the way, wouldn't the future be bright.

When Cong Yi and the others stepped into the inn, the lobby was almost full of people. Groups of young people gathered together to talk loudly, and even lined up in front of the counter.Zhang Jiakang lined up actively, while Luo Xing waited with his head tilted in a state of desperation.Cong folded his hands on his chest, leaning loosely on the inner door panel, with two straight and slender legs crossed together, looking indifferently at the noisy inn, billows of red dust flowed past him, but never left behind. Every bit of imprint.

The clerks of the inn were busy shuttling among them. The clerk who came out of the back kitchen was holding a sandalwood tray with one hand and protecting the edge with the other. The tray was full of six dishes just out of the pan, and he walked quickly towards the counter. The table comes.At this time, a student was talking excitedly. He slammed the table and stood up abruptly. The stool under him was knocked several inches away by his violent movements.

The clerk happened to be walking behind this person, and suddenly a stool across the road hit his thigh fiercely. The clerk let out a pained cry, and the tray hanging in mid-air came out of his hand, and he himself fell staggeringly. .

Zhang Jiakang was looking sideways at all kinds of people in the inn. Seeing a plate of steaming delicious food coming straight to his face, Zhang Jiakang was like a frightened cat, his back straightened suddenly, and he didn't even have time to exclaim. Subconsciously closed his eyes.

After a while, the dish was poured on the head, and the tragedy of the dishes hitting the face did not happen. Zhang Jiakang's heart trembled, and he opened his eyes strangely.

The noisy inn quieted down at some point. Under the shining sun, two streamers of light surrounded all the dishes, dishes and trays that were splashed in the air like silky satin.In a blink of an eye, under the control of an invisible force, the dishes returned to the plate, and the plate was neatly placed on the tray, and floated back to the waiter's hands together. It was as if the thrilling scene had never happened.

After a long time, everyone came back to their senses, and hurriedly looked along the direction of the streamer, only to see a tall and tall figure at the door against the rising sun, and the dots of light coming in from the door seemed to cast a layer of light on him. The golden Buddha light is sacred and inviolable.And where the other stream of light came from, on the stairs, a young man in a blue brocade robe stood with his hands down, with a somewhat melancholy temperament between his brows, and a sword in his left hand, lead white. The sword body was wrapped in a hollowed-out scabbard, giving off a faint cold light, adding a bit of majesty to him for no reason.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Daxing City, there are often immortal masters appearing and haunting. However, the number of people who have encountered immortal masters is very small after all.Even if they meet, it is very likely that they do not know each other.Therefore, like today, it is even more difficult to witness the grand occasion of two immortal masters attacking at the same time.

Thinking of this, everyone in the hall couldn't hold back their excitement and whispered on the spot.

"Master!" Zhang Jiakang recovered from the fright, turned around and ran towards Cong Yi, with a crying voice sounding extremely wronged, "Scared me to death! If it weren't for Master, I would have died today." What a tragedy! If a young and promising young master Pian Pianjia is as handsome as this young master, if his face is disfigured, all women in the world will be heartbroken."

While speaking, Zhang Jiakang tried his best to lean on Cong Yi.Zhang Jiakang is not considered low, but he leans next to Cong Yi who is more than eight feet tall, inexplicably giving people the feeling of a small bird clinging to others.

Zhang Jiakang's face became thicker, and Cong stretched out his hand in disgust to push his head away.

The store owner hurriedly chased him out from behind the counter, "I'm really sorry, are you okay? Did you get hurt anywhere?"

The shop owner was also very frightened, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Do you think the young master seems to be okay?" Zhang Jiakang was frightened, extremely depressed in his heart, and vented his anger: "If those steaming dishes and dishes hit you just now, how would you feel?"

The shop owner knew he was wrong, apologized again and again, and promised to make up for Zhang Jiakang.

While the two were talking, the young man who had just stood on the stairs strode up to Cong Yi, wrapped his sleeves in his arms, and bowed respectfully to Cong and his party, "I'm Xia Qiao Yuan, do you know your name?"

Cong glanced at him expressionlessly, and replied lukewarmly: "Cong Yi."

"Cong Yi?" Qiao Yuan murmured again, and suddenly realized: "I remembered, the young master is Xie Yuan Cong Yi from Beidu Prefecture? In the past two days, I have heard people mention the young master many times in this inn."

Before Cong Yi could speak, Zhang Jiakang on the side became complacent, as if he was the one talking about it, "Haha, you're not mistaken, my master is the famous Xie Yuan Congyi from Beidu Prefecture."

Hearing this, Qiao Yuan said: "So, the young master is Zhang Jiakang?"

Zhang Jiakang beamed with joy, "Yo, not bad, you even know this young master."

Just now, this person can be regarded as saving himself. Zhang Jiakang subconsciously believed that he was a friend who could make friends, so when he spoke, he seemed very warm.

"Just now, thank you for helping me." Zhang Jiakang said with sincere eyes: "If you haven't had breakfast, I'll treat you to this one."

Qiao Yuan didn't hold back, and said generously: "Then I won't be polite."

"Come, come," the owner of the store beckoned to a waiter, and ordered: "Take a few young masters to eat quickly."

With a heart of apology, the shop owner arranged the board and lodging for the three of them properly, so Zhang Jiakang no longer had to wait in line.

After sitting down, a few people chatted.

Qiao Yuan asked: "Master Cong is here to participate in the general examination, or to participate in the selection of the United Office?"

I don't know that Cong Yi would not have such doubts before he was pregnant with immortality.But now, even if he passed the exam to understand Yuan, he couldn't be sure.

Cong Yi cherished words like gold and said, "I will try."

Hearing this, Qiao Yuan seemed a little disappointed, "I'll tell you the truth, Mr. Cong, I've been alone all this way, and I haven't found a partner so far. If Mr. Cong goes to participate in the selection of the joint office, we can be companions."

Cong Yi was noncommittal and remained silent.

Zhang Jiakang kept Qiao Yuan's kindness in his heart, and when the atmosphere cooled down, he took the initiative to bring up the topic, "To be honest, I am a little curious. What kind of person can participate in the recruitment of the Joint Office? They must be like you. Is it the magic of immortality?"

Qiao Yuan answered patiently: "The Joint Office has very wide admission requirements, and people who have never been in contact with fairy arts can also apply."

Zhang Jiakang followed suit and asked: "According to what you want, I can also sign up?"

Qiao Yuan nodded, and said: "Young master Zhang can go to Yayuan high school, which shows that his understanding is good. The most important thing in the so-called cultivation of immortals is actually understanding."

"Did you hear that, all the immortal masters say that I'm a talent for cultivating immortals!" Zhang Jiakang patted Luo Xing on the shoulder and whispered.After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Qiao Yuan again, almost lost his complacency, "You look serious, and you really have a way of boasting."

"In fact, in the past five enrollments, most of the applicants have never been exposed to fairy arts." After adding a sentence, Qiao Yuan asked: "Mr. Zhang, do you want to consider joining me in the joint office?" selection?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jiakang laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. After laughing enough, he waved his hands and said: "No, no, with the power of our Zhang family, I have no problem walking sideways in the human race. But if I go to the fairy gate, I'm just a little shrimp who is nothing. If I was bullied by someone like you who is good at magic, I have no place to cry. Besides, it's not interesting for me to go alone. I'll be honest with Master Going to take part in the examination will be a reliable way to gain fame."