However, their words sounded like farts to the head master's ears. He ignored them at all and only stared at the boy in black with a pair of bright eyes, waiting for his answer.
Zhu Lin was still as calm and calm as before, as if the position of head was not worth mentioning in his eyes.
"Thank you, Master. Zhu Lin has said that once you have made your choice, you will not regret it or change it!"
My father and grandpa both said that the words and deeds of a man should be upheld by heaven and earth, and changing orders day and night is the behavior of a villain.
The head master still refused to give up, and was about to persuade him again, but he was stopped by Master Qiao, and turned to the eldest disciple he had brought with him and said: "San He, take them to Daqiao Peak first. Arrive later.”
San He looked at the four of them and looked a little embarrassed, but when he saw the master's face, he didn't dare to say anything more. He just said "please" and then led the way.
The head master could only watch the young man in black walking away, and couldn't help but said in annoyance: "What are you doing? Each of you has a disciple, but I don't have one. What's wrong with me accepting one?"
Master Qiao hummed: "Brother, headmaster, when Sanqing Peak came out today, some of us invited you, but you didn't want to choose someone. Now that we have all chosen, you come to poach people. Is this appropriate?" ?”
Master Zhu coughed and said softly: "It's indeed inappropriate, but Junior Brother Qiao, that young man named Zhu Lin, you didn't choose him, he chose you!"
Why doesn't Master Qiao understand that not only the head brother wants to take Zhu Lin, but also any of these brothers doesn't want to take him in? Now the sarcastic remarks were just jealousy and jealousy. He laughed: "Yes, that's it, but so what? From now on, Zhu Lin is my disciple of Daqiao Peak, and no one can change it!" After he said that, he raised his eyebrows. He turned around and walked away, leaving all the masters sighing.
Zhu Lin and other four people followed the big disciples of Daqiao Peak to a cliff on Tianzhu Peak. On the opposite side of the cliff, a hundred feet away, there was another peak, lingering in the white mist, which gave a feeling of being in a fairyland. .
The strange thing is that even though it is freezing and snowy outside, these peaks are still as green as spring.
The eldest disciple looked embarrassed and said with a smile: "My name is San He. I am very happy to be fellow disciples with you. If you have anything you don't understand in the future, you can ask me."
The four of them saluted and thanked each other, and then heard San He say: "Master asked me to take you back to the Bridge Peak, but I am only one person, and I cannot take four of you with me while flying with Qi. I can only take two with me at most. "Two is his limit, and he has never tried it. He has only brought one with him before.
Zhu Lin smiled and said: "Elder brother, please lead the way. I can lead a Qi-bending flyer."
San He raised his eyebrows with a look of disbelief on his face: "You can control the air and fly? This is no joke. There is a cliff and an abyss below. If you fall, you will be shattered to pieces."
Zhu Lin nodded: "I have learned some, so it should be no problem!" He had learned Yunyong's cultivation technique from his parents since he was a child. Among the techniques, there was also the technique of controlling air and flying. He learned it when he was eight years old. After three months of living, I was able to fly around the Baicao Valley more than a dozen times with my two grandfathers.
San He also wanted to see if Zhu Lin, who was being fought over by his master and the leader, was really capable, so he said no more and nodded: "Junior brother Zhu, be careful if you follow me! Don't take it lightly. Heart!"