A Will Eternal

Chapter 67: Brother, where is our master?

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Lingxi Zongyou

On weekdays, Zheng Yuandong, the head of the Lingxi Sect, is here to deal with all the affairs of the sect.

At this moment, with the resounding of the bell, the masters of the mountains on both sides of the south and north sides moved and came, sitting in the hall, with the head in it, sitting in the middle.

Not long after, Li Qinghou and Ouyang Jie brought Bai Xiaochun to the outside of the hall, let Bai Xiaochun wait outside, and the two of them stepped into the hall.

Outside the hall, there were four other disciples. These four guarded on both sides, and all looked at Bai Xiaochun curiously.

Bai Xiaochun smiled at the four of them. He came here this time and looked around. He was full of aura, with the fragrance of plants and flowers, like a fairyland, and there was no noise. It was very quiet and far from Xiangyun Mountain.

This is the important place of the sect. On weekdays, the other disciples come with great care, but Bai Xiaochun does not seem to have any pressure, standing there with his usual expression.

This scene made the four disciples all around sigh. The secret path deserves to be a person who has made such a great contribution to the sect, and this calm momentum alone is not something ordinary people have.

In fact, although Bai Xiaochun was afraid of death, he thought of making a contribution and thinking that he would never die here. Naturally, he would not have any fear. He stood tall, and he was full of expectations about what kind of reward he could get.

"With my credit, I have to give me a pill that will increase my lifespan for a hundred years. Give me another million contribution points, and give me the best cave house. The identity of the disciple of the inner sect is indispensable, haha. "Bai Xiaochun became more excited as she thought about it, but after waiting for a long time, she didn't see him summoning him in the hall.

Bai Xiaochun was a little surprised, and then waited for a long time, until he breathed into the sky, he heard a helpless voice in the hall.

"Bai Xiaochun, come in."

Bai Xiaochun lifted his spirits, took a deep breath, tried to put on the appearance that he could go through fire and water for the sect, strode into the hall, and as soon as he entered the hall, he clasped his fists and bowed.

"Xiangyun Mountain disciple Bai Xiaochun, pay homage to the head and seniors."

After a bow, Bai Xiaochun raised his head and saw an old man in the middle. This old man was not angry with himself, dressed in a white robe, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

Around him, there were eight people sitting around him, six men and two women. Li Qinghou and Ouyang Jie were among them. At this moment, these people looked surprised that Bai Xiaochun could come back alive.

They took a few more glances at the dress on Bai Xiaochun's body, and with their eyesight, they naturally saw that these incomplete holes were not deliberately torn apart, but left behind after the real experience of the tragic war.

Especially Bai Xiaochun's appearance is white and pure, he is very obedient and obedient at first glance.

This scene made everyone look the same, but the impression of Bai Xiaochun in their hearts was even better, but it was still somewhat weird in the bottom of my heart.

"Bai Xiaochun, please tell me in detail about the whole mission of going to the Chen family." Li Qinghou looked at Bai Xiaochun and spoke gently.

Bai Xiaochun looked solemn and calmly explained everything on the road from beginning to end, without mentioning the old man in black robe, this was his own secret.

In addition, he also mentioned Feng Yan's sacrifice and the difficulties along the way. He was already smart, and at the moment he didn't say his credit at all. Instead, he kept saying that Feng Yan, Du Lingfei and Hou Yunfei were good.

"It's useless to blame me, Brother Feng died to save me, and it's all on me..."

The more he is like this, the more admiration in the eyes of the head and others, but these people have practiced for many years, thinking like a demon, from the time Bai Xiaochun came in and wore the clothes, they could faintly see Bai Xiaochun's character. Even so, But after all, I still appreciate it.

"After being in a coma, will he recover after waking up?" The headmaster smiled. He didn't pay attention to Bai Xiaochun's explanation. After all, every disciple had some secrets of his own. What the sect asked for was a sense of belonging and didn't need that kind of completeness. Take control, otherwise, you must be eccentric.

"Bai Xiaochun, your reward went down a few months ago. From a few months ago, you were my Lingxi Sect... Glory disciple!" When the head uttered the words Glory disciple, strange waves appeared in his heart. This was the first time he saw a living Glory disciple.

They discussed it in the hall before, and they were all very embarrassed because the identity of the Glory disciple was so important. Before that, they were given to people who died in battle, and they had never lived. But now Bai Xiaochun actually appears alive and kicking. In front of myself...

This made them all stunned when they first learned about the news.

Moreover, this identity is not easy to be recovered, the funeral has been done, and the credit is also given, which makes all of them worry, so before that, Bai Xiaochun was allowed to wait outside for a long time.

After the discussion, there was still no way to change. According to the door rules, Bai Xiaochun could only continue to be given this status.

"Glory disciple?" Bai Xiaochun was taken aback. He had never heard of this name. He stood there and waited for a long time, staring at the head and the others. The seniors in this hall looked strange, but they didn't. After continuing to say other rewards, Bai Xiaochun couldn't help it.

"That... gone?" Bai Xiaochun asked.

"Nothing." The head squeezed out a smile.

Bai Xiaochun immediately became anxious, and was about to speak to reason, telling how hard he had been along the way, how hard he was in his nine deaths, Li Qinghou coughed, he knew Bai Xiaochun's temperament best.

"Why don't you thank the head, the title of Glory Disciple, so far, there have been ten Lingxi Sects. You are the first in this thousand years, and you are the only one now.

As a disciple of Glory, above the inner sect, it is the supreme glory of the Lingxi Sect. The descendants of his blood can enjoy the resources of the entire sect. They are born as the inner sect, and the Lingxi Sect will protect the bloodline family forever!

There are nine big families in my Lingxi Sect, all of them are Glory families. This is to create a glorious and glorious identity. Li Qinghou explained.

When Bai Xiaochun heard this explanation, his face was frowning, his whole aura suddenly disappeared, and he looked at Li Qinghou pitifully, and then at the head.

He doesn't know what he should say. He understands the identity of this glorious disciple. It seems to be very good, but in fact it is for the dead. The reward is entirely reserved for future generations, but he is still alive... At this moment, Bai Xiaochun felt sorrowful, that he was actually reduced to a dad to be jealous of his children.

"Thanks... the head..." Bai Xiaochun said with a weeping face, weakly.

"From today, you can call the old man the head brother." The head Zheng Yuandong gave a dry cough, and he felt more awkward and unique. He proposed to apprentice because Bai Xiaochun had sacrificed, but now the other party is back alive. Thinking that I am so old, I sighed in my heart when I called a boy who was less than twenty years old.

"Huh?" Bai Xiaochun widened his eyes. At this moment, his mood fluctuated too much. When he entered the hall, he was full of expectations. Then the reality was too cruel, and his mood suddenly fell to the bottom, but immediately after that, this change occurred again.

"In view of your merits and you still don't have a master, so the old man is the master and let you worship the old man's master as a teacher, so from now on, I will be your brother." The head was even more awkward.

Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath, and his eyes showed excitement. He felt that the sect was too kind to him. When he thought of the master of the sect, it must be at the same level as the supreme elder in the sect. Light.

"From now on, who would dare to bully me, my master is amazing, haha!!" Bai Xiaochun was ecstatic in his heart, and hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed deeply.

"Thank you, brother-in-chief, brother, our master, I'm going to greet his old man." Bai Xiaochun said with anticipation.

"No hurry, the portrait of his old man before sitting down is for use in the back mountain. I have arranged for someone to prepare, and I will take you there later." The head looked strange and slowly said.

"Sit Hua... for the back mountain..." Bai Xiaochun stayed there as if he was bombarded by a sky thunder, and his mind was full of these six words. It took him a long while to react... The master he worshipped has... passed away.

"I..." Bai Xiaochun only felt that Qiqiao was producing smoke, his mind buzzed more, his heart fell to the bottom again, wanting to cry without tears, he didn't even pay attention to how he left, and followed the leader to the back mountain in despair. After taking a portrait as a teacher, he left Chongdao Mountain in a daze and returned to Xiangyun Mountain.

On Xiangyun Mountain, many of the disciples who saw him hurriedly visited one by one, showing curiosity in their eyes, and some even kindly looked at his tombstone with a dazed Bai Xiaochun.

Looking at the tombstone, Bai Xiaochun felt that it was dark.

"I... I worshipped a portrait as a teacher..." Bai Xiaochun didn't know how he returned to the courtyard, and sat blankly in front of the wooden house, feeling grief and indignation.

For several days, he was frowning here, and it was not until half a month later that he recovered from the blow.

I walked out of the house with a sorrow and sigh, preparing to find Zhang Dafang to reminisce about the old days, but when I just walked out, the outer disciple met in front of him, after seeing him, immediately clasped his fists and bowed deeply.

"Meet Uncle Bai."

Bai Xiaochun walked out a few steps and suddenly paused, turned his head and his eyes lit up, and pulled the outer disciple.

"What do you call me?"

"Senior Uncle Bai, you are the master, disciple... Naturally, the disciple will call you Uncle Bai." The outer disciple said quickly.

Bai Xiaochun let go of his hand, his eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and his heart is beating. He is not useless and terrifying when he realizes his identity...

He licked his lips and suddenly laughed, the laughter echoed, and the scared outer disciple quickly backed away, wondering what Bai Xiaochun was crazy about.

Bai Xiaochun hurriedly put away his laughter, gave a dry cough, put on the appearance of a senior, and nodded slightly to the other party. Instead of looking for Zhang Dafang, he went to the task office full of expectation.

Because... there are so many people there.

At the same time, at the top of Xiangyun Mountain, after Li Qinghou returned, he immediately retreated. He sat cross-legged in the retreat, pondered for a long time, flicked his sleeves, looked solemn, and began to make alchemy.

"Xiaochun, this child has a stubborn character and needs to help him prepare a life-saving magic weapon. Unfortunately, I am not good at refining weapons. I can only open a furnace of Nine Absolute Pills and exchange it with Danxi Sect... This kind of magic weapon for condensing disciples, At first sight, Danxi Zong will speak a lot for his nephews." Li Qinghou shook his head and didn't care about this. Even for him, it would take a lot of hard work to develop the Jiujue Pill. Thinking of Bai Xiaochun's nine deaths this time, he settled down and prepared to start the furnace.

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