The master who wears books is below

For a moment, everyone in the hall whispered to each other, and one after another taunted Lu Mingyang in his ears. Lu Mingyang knelt in the hall without getting up. He watched Liu Yihan lead Chu Ziqing past him, and the tree in his heart The seed called resentment quietly broke through the soil again, and a small shoot grew.

Looking at Lu Mingyang who was kneeling on the ground, everyone was still whispering and discussing. At this time, the great elder Wen Zhili bowed his head and thought for a while, stood up and said, "This son is young, and the fairy bone is very good. It looks like this Handsome and Extraordinary" After finishing speaking, he laughed twice and continued, "I see, it's not as unbearable as the immortal said. In the future, if you teach it well and correct your mind, you can still be regarded as a talent."

After Wen Zhili finished speaking, he walked forward, stood in front of Lu Mingyang, and asked, "Would you like to be my disciple, but in the future you will be the only direct disciple of my Discipline Academy?"

Only then did Lu Mingyang raise his head, with the corners of his mouth raised, and his tone of joy, as if he was completely unaffected by what happened just now, he said "I do", then got up and stood behind Wen Zhili.

Seeing that Wen Zhili had accepted his disciples, the suzerain Yu Gaomingqian stood up to ease the atmosphere in the hall, and said, "I see him, the fairy bones are good, so I will work hard to teach the elders."

Everyone knew in their hearts that those senior sisters and brothers grew up wearing a pair of trousers since they were young. The suzerain naturally would not blame Liu Xianzun for embarrassing a young son in front of everyone. Not to mention that Liu Xianzun just said a few innocuous words, even if his spiritual roots were abolished in public, everyone would not touch their brows.

Seeing that this incident was over, everyone in the hall continued to hold up their wine glasses and continue to exchange greetings.

And the protagonist of the incident just now, Lu Mingyang, was kneeling behind Wen Zhili this time, holding a jug and pouring wine. The young man in white, with a dignified appearance, really looked otherworldly.

The apprenticeship ceremony in the hall came to an end, and Chu Ziqing returned to Jueqing Peak, still a little dizzy and unable to turn around.The development of the matter is exactly as written in the book, so what about the ending?Is it the same?

All kinds of things that happened in the illusion were played repeatedly in Chu Ziqing's mind, as if telling her that the ending was irreversible.

"Qing'er" Chu Ziqing didn't recover until Liu Yihan's voice sounded from beside his ears.

I saw myself tightly grasping the sleeves of my master, so hard that even the fingertips began to turn white, and the sleeves that were blessed with formations were wrinkled.

Liu Yihan looked at her, raised his hands, pinched his sleeves, gently wiped the cold sweat from Chu Ziqing's forehead, and said, "What is Qing'er afraid of, the master is here?"

At this time, Chu Ziqing couldn't bear it any longer, and threw himself into Liu Yihan's arms, his tone was choked up, his eyes were red, and he murmured, "I'm not afraid, with Master here, I'm not afraid of anything"

Liu Yihan froze and didn't move. Thinking about it carefully, she seemed to seldom have such an intimate act with others, but this person was her only apprentice, and that feeling seemed not bad, so, her own apprentice, be more intimate, you should It doesn't matter, right?

Thinking about it this way, Liu Yihan softened his body, hugged Chu Ziqing with his backhand, stroked her hair lightly, and said with an imperceptibly gentle tone, "Qing'er is so tall now, and she is even taller than Shizun." I'm tall, I've been here for so long, do you feel homesick?"

At this time, the nice cold fragrance from Liu Yihan's body couldn't stop burrowing into Chu Ziqing's nose, and Chu Ziqing was a little bit flustered by the smell. the back of the head.

Chu Ziqing murmured in his heart, "Master smells so good, if..." But if he didn't come out after a long time, he didn't come out until the master's voice wanted to go, and his mind returned to clarity.

miss home?Chu Ziqing naturally thought about it, she hadn't seen her parents for a long time, and they all said that the years of cultivation were long and endless. I miss everything big and small in Tianshui City...

And that modern age, to her, seemed like a previous life, and even her memory was a little fuzzy.What I can remember is only a few scattered fragments.

Chu Ziqing looked at his master, and said duplicity, "I don't want to, I don't want to go anywhere with my master here." Such a rhetoric

Liu Yihan naturally saw through Chu Ziqing's small thoughts, and followed her words, "Three months later, the foundation disciples will go out to practice, passing through Tianshui City. I thought that if you were homesick, I could let you go for a few days. ..”

It's just that before he finished speaking, Chu Ziqing interrupted, "Thank you, Master, I thought about it." Chu Ziqing was very happy, the kind of happiness that radiated from the inside out, she was smiling, as if If it wasn't for the influence of the ruthless Dao of the exercises, I'm afraid I would jump three feet high and laugh heartily.

"Will Master go too?" Chu Ziqing asked with a smile

"Your uncle is leading you"

Right now, the meaning is that the master will not go, that's right, the master is already No. 1 in the world of cultivating immortals, why would he still travel with his disciples? Thinking of this, Chu Ziqing even diluted the joy of going home a little

"Then it will take a long time to see Master." Chu Ziqing murmured, his voice was so soft that even his own family couldn't hear it clearly.

Liu Yihan looked at her, not knowing whether he heard it or not.

Chu Ziqing was thinking about traveling and returning home in three months. What she didn't know was that our 'hero' was living in dire straits at this time.

How can you say that Lu Mingyang is Wen Zhili's direct disciple, so he was naturally assigned a small courtyard, and also arranged for two handyman disciples to serve him. Open up, there is an endless stream of people who come to find fault

At this time, Lu Mingyang was practicing sword in the yard, when suddenly a sword energy hit his chest.

"Host be careful." When the mechanical sound sounded, the sword had already reached his chest.

Suddenly, the sword stopped on Lu Mingyang's chest, and he stopped. Although it stopped, the cold sword energy still hurt him. Lu Mingyang took two steps back, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The one holding the sword was a young man, and behind him were four or five disciples, who clapped their hands and praised:

"Senior Brother Wen has superb swordsmanship!"

"That's right, I don't want to see Senior Brother Wen reach the pinnacle of Foundation Establishment at such a young age."

There is an endless stream of flattering words.

It turned out that the young man holding the sword was Wen Jingyu in Qingshui City who was causing trouble at the foot of Guiyizong Mountain that day, Master Wen, although this Wen Jingyu's cultivation is floating, the cultivation all over his body is made of that elixir , but it is the pinnacle of foundation establishment that can't stand others. This is not comparable to Lu Mingyang, who is careful in the early stage of foundation establishment.

Wen Jingyu looked at Lu Mingyang wiping the blood at the corner of his mouth, and laughed, "It's just a bastard from a small family, why did it fall into the eyes of the elder, when you see this young master in the future, you'd better put your tail between your legs, Otherwise, you will feel better."

Before Wen Jingyu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wen Yuan who came in, "Private fights are not allowed in Guiyizong, have you forgotten this rule?"

At this time, Wen Jingyu changed from his arrogance just now, and walked to Wen Yuan with a charming face and said, "Cousin, we are discussing swordsmanship. If you don't believe me, ask the disciple behind me."

Wen Yuan ignored him, but instead looked at Lu Mingyang with questioning eyes.

Seeing this, Lu Mingyang bowed to Wenyuan and said, "I was discussing with Brother Wen just now, thank you for your relationship, Senior Brother."

Seeing this, Wen Yuan didn't say anything anymore, he waved his hand, turned around and left, before leaving, he said "Grandpa wants to see you" and left.

When Wen Yuan left, Wen Jingyu snorted coldly, "You're smart" and left with others.

The mechanical sound of "Host" sounded

"It's nothing." Lu Mingyang lowered his head, clenched his hands, his face was cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After standing for a while, Lu Mingyang patted his sleeves, recited a cleansing sentence, and then walked to the main courtyard of the Discipline Academy. Along the way, those disciples stood together in twos and threes, looking at him, whispering, and pointing point.

Lu Mingyang acted as if he hadn't seen it, and without squinting, he walked forward with a smile on the corner of his mouth. The young man in white looked very personable.

"Greetings to Master" When Lu Mingyang entered the door, he saw Wen Zhili standing in front of him, looking at a slightly worn-out map in front of him.

"Get up." Wen Zhili turned around and looked at him.

Until Lu Mingyang left, no one knew what the two of them said in the room.

Three months passed quickly. When Chu Ziqing came to the square, there were already many people standing there. The group of boys and teenagers gathered together, talking and chatting. It was very lively.

Guiyi Sect is worthy of being the number one sect in the world, the aptitude of its disciples are all top-notch, and the group of Foundation Establishment disciples are only sixteen or seventeen years old.

"If it wasn't for that old temptress Liu Yihan, how could I have ended up like this?"

"Don't be angry, the host, just this time you can take advantage of the opportunity to go out to experience and upgrade"

.......

It wasn't until the mechanical electronic sound sounded in Chu Ziqing's mind that she looked at Lu Mingyang in front of her. He didn't look like other people in groups, but he stood alone, looking forward, with an appearance that didn't eat the fireworks of the world. .

Chu Ziqing didn't know that Lu Mingyang had been through hardships in the past three months. Those female cultivators had to take a detour when they saw him. Some of them were deceived by his pious appearance, and some of their peers would come out and say, "You forgot Liu What did the Immortal Venerable say?" As soon as the words came out, the female cultivator took a detour.

After staring at her for a long time, Lu Mingyang in front of her also noticed something, turned around, saw that it was Chu Ziqing, and smiled at her with a very bright expression.

Chu Ziqing looked at him and nodded, but he was thinking in his heart how to get rid of the great disaster that killed the master in front of him.

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