It was a mistake for me to be born in this world, but you are my only belief. Becoming a demon and becoming a fairy is all in your one thought.
— Qi Yu
"I don't want him to be my master! I only want Master Qingmiao!"
Mu Yang stood in the main hall, pointing at Si Tu who was sitting high on the Jinbao lotus chair.
Everyone in the world knows that Master Qingmiao is extremely talented, and has reached the golden core stage in his youth, and now his strength is even more unfathomable.
The most amazing thing is her appearance, like a crescent moon giving birth to a halo, flowers and trees piled up with snow, and when her eyes are rolling, she is so beautiful.
And he is the young head of the Xuanji sect, with excellent talent, so he naturally wants to worship the most powerful figure in the Xuantian sword sect.
[what's the situation? Is it going to be the next world quest so soon?]
The donkeys in the production team didn't drive like this.
The system is not used to the host's fault, so it immediately transferred the memory of the original owner of the plot to Si Tu's mind.
[The original owner is the junior sister of the master of the Xuanmen Sword Sect. She has been gifted since she was a child, but because of this apprenticeship meeting and the villain, she had a bad relationship with the villain, and was killed by the villain because of this]
[The villain is this strong young man in front of him?]
So strong, it doesn't look like a villain.
[No, the villain is in the southwest corner]
Whoever looks the most gloomy must be the villain.
"This deity only accepts one apprentice."
Situ's cold voice resounded, but it excited all the disciples below.
Being able to become Master Qingmiao's apprentice is a blessing that cannot be cultivated in several lifetimes.
Furthermore, Master Qing Miao has never accepted an apprentice, this time is a god-sent opportunity.
"Master, look at me, I have already reached the consecration period."
"Tch, I'm ashamed to show off during the consecration period."
"Master, look at me, my family is in business, and the precious medicinal materials Master wants as much as he wants."
"Tsk tsk, Master still cares about your little money?"
Everyone scrambled to show themselves, only Qi Yu in the corner remained calm.
Silent above the hall, his body is as thin as dry wood, and his eyes are as indifferent as an ancient well.
It seemed that all the frolicking in the world had nothing to do with him, unlike the maturity and indifference that a twelve or thirteen-year-old child should have.
[That's him]
Si Tu glanced towards the southwest corner, and the disciples below were even more excited.
"Master has seen me, she wants to accept me as a disciple!"
A disciple was so excited that he almost fainted.
Mu Yang snorted coldly, dissatisfied,
"What can Master like about you, because you have cultivated for a year and have not yet reached the foundation building stage, or because you have no money or power?"
He is the one who should be Master Qingmiao's apprentice the most, everyone else should stand aside!
Seeing that all the disciples are so enthusiastic about their junior sisters, the master of Jianzong Qingyang coughed a few times,
"Since my junior sister intends to accept apprentices, we might as well choose someone who is outstanding among these people."
His junior sister is good at everything, but her temperament is too cold.
Accompanied by an apprentice, taking care of Luoxia Peak's affairs by the way, can also make him worry less.
"Thank you, brother."
Si Tu cupped his hands upwards, all the elders present have not yet selected disciples, the senior brother really prefers the original master.
But his ending doesn't seem to be good either.
Si Tu looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the thin figure in the southwest corner.
"This deity only accepts one disciple."
Before the villain grows up, it shouldn't be a big problem to put people under his nose, influence them well, and cultivate them from an early age.
After all, how bad can a child's mind be
Mu Yang stared nervously ahead, clenched his fists unconsciously.
With such talent, he will definitely be selected.
"That's him."
Si Tusu stretched out his finger, pointing to the southwest corner.
Qi Yu, who was still indifferent, was pointed at inexplicably and raised his eyebrows.
How is this different from the plot of the previous life
In the previous life, Si Tuke took Mu Yang as his apprentice, and allowed him to bully him and insult him, doing everything he could.
It's because he accidentally showed a look of admiration for Si Tu back then.
Nothing else, just the natural admiration and envy for the strong.
Everyone's eyes fell on him one after another, Qi Yu didn't hide, he was scrutinized openly.
"How could it be this bean sprouts? It is said that he has practiced for a year and has not yet reached the foundation stage."
Everyone was speechless, and were very dissatisfied with Si Tu's decision.
The most dissatisfied is naturally Mu Yang who is most likely to become Si Tu's disciple.
"Qi Yu can't even build a foundation, how can he be worthy of being a disciple of the master, he will only embarrass you."
Mu Yang rushed to the front of the hall without hesitation, and asked loudly.
On the other hand, Qi Yu is neither arrogant nor impatient, as if he is not the object of discussion by everyone.
He wanted to see what this woman would decide.
It will still be the same as the previous life.
He came from a humble and lowly background, and he has no roots in cultivation, so it is already difficult for him to join the Sword Sect.
He didn't even dare to think about becoming Master Qingmiao's disciple.
He... dare not climb high.
"Are you questioning the deity's vision?"
Si Tumei's eyes narrowed, and the aura of the whole person was exuded.
The low-level disciples present were sweating profusely, and some of them couldn't even stand upright.
Qi Yu raised his eyebrows, and there seemed to be something different about the cold master in front of him.
At least, the eyes are high.
Although his bones are not good, he can practice magic like a fish in water. He only needs to give him another fifteen years, and he can return to the peak of his previous life.
Mu Yang was shocked all over, and hurriedly bowed his hands to apologize,
"I don't dare, it's just that Qi Yu's cultivation talent is extremely poor, and he is not worthy to be the master's disciple at all."
One year of practice has not yet reached the foundation building period, isn't it extremely poor.
I'm afraid that the entire Xuantian Sword Sect will not be able to find a disciple as bad as Qi Yu.
"It's not up to you to decide whether you deserve it or not."
Si Tu glanced at Mu Yang, His Highness, with a cold look on his face.
Don't delay her from completing the task, okay
"My deity sees you very close, I wonder if you are willing to be the only closed disciple of this deity?"
Si Tu's eyes fell on Qi Yu, and his voice softened a lot.
But before Qi Yu could refuse, Qing Yang made the decision for him.
"Why is this silly boy standing still, why don't you hurry up and meet your master."
Although this kid looked silly, he looked honest and honest.
Si Tu: Do you have any misunderstandings about honesty and honesty
Qi Yu stepped forward, and the people around gave way one after another.
There is no way to refute the established facts, it seems that they will have to deal with Qi Yu properly in the future.
"Disciple Qi Yu, pay respects to Master."
The young man knelt on top of the main hall, neither humble nor overbearing, even the coldness in his eyebrows never dissipated.
However, since Si Tu accepted him as an apprentice, he had to bear all the consequences in the future.
He wants to see what kind of medicine is sold in this woman's gourd!
"Get up."
With a wave of Si Tusu's hand, the light blue light slowly supported Qi Yu's body.
"In the future, Qi Yu will be the only apprentice of the deity, and he can represent the deity."
This sentence is enough to make Qi Yu walk sideways in Jianzong in the future.
Taking out dozens of pills from his hundred pockets, Si Tu stuffed them all into Qi Yu's hands.
These high-quality pills are hard to come by, and they are the best for people with extremely poor bones.
She is so kind to him, why is there no response to the blackening value
(end of this chapter)