It's over! Much more illiterate than everyone thinks!
At this moment, despair is spreading.
"Although Mo Jing approves...but how can Zhuhan make such a rash decision." The deacon racked his brains to find a way to evade, anyway, he himself disapproved, "Besides, Xiaoshen has just joined the sect after all, and is even just an outside sect The masters of the Yaozu are all formal disciples of Yuling."
The more he spoke, the smoother he became, yes, that's exactly what happened.
Zhuhan is also one of the deacons. It took hundreds of years for anyone to sit in this position. How long has Xiao Shen been here
The other deacon thought more, "No, how could Mo Jing choose someone without talent to be the master? I'm afraid there is another reason for this. Sovereign master, what do you think?"
This guess is also normal, there are always many adventures in the cultivation world.
Especially for their Yuling Sect, there are more than a dozen people who have picked up ancient magic weapons since they were young...
Although this ink essence is a special product of Yuling, but because they never step out of Yuling easily, they may have some hidden habits that no one knows about.
Xie Kurong was silent, but he had guessed that Xiaoshen was rescued by the Patriarch, and he had a close relationship with the Yuling Sect, so how could his qualifications be regarded as ordinary, maybe it was recognized by Mo Jing, and it was also related to the Patriarch...
But this is all conjecture, the fact is that Xiaoshen is still illiterate, and his cultivation level has not recovered, Zhuhan is not so easy to do. It's really difficult.
Xiaoshen said indifferently, "Have you guys finished talking, actually I don't want to be a boss."
Isn't this just giving him more trouble? He quietly looked at these people. Besides, what's the point of being the master? From now on, you will all call me Your Highness... Is it amazing to know idioms? An article praising Ben Long.
Xie Kurong suddenly thought of something, but said to Mo Jing on Xiaoshen's head, "What do you think?"
Others also thought, by the way, we have discussed so much, and we still have to see Mo Jing's opinion in the end. Could it be that they can't do it if they say no.
If so, Shu Lin Zhuhan would not have been suspended for three years.
Negative Sword Mo Jing reacted, it stood up from Xiaoshen's head, folded its arms, and looked at everyone seriously.
There is a reaction.
Xie Kurong asked: "You have already identified Xiaoshen? You can't choose another one?"
Negative Sword Mo Jing sat on Xiaoshen's head and nodded solemnly.
Everyone sighed, how could this be...
He also admitted Xiaoshen to death.
The deacon said angrily: "Anyway, anyway, I still refuse to accept it! I think that at least after he has finished reading, even if Zhuhan hangs in the air for a few more years, it should be the case when he takes over. Otherwise, even if he takes office, he will not be able to take over." take on this great task."
Why, Mo Jing can choose Xiaoshen out of nowhere, so why can't he protest for no reason, let alone he is not for no reason.
"Who is not convinced?"
There was a voice that made everyone's scalps tingle, and when they turned their heads, it was Shang Jiyu who stepped into the Hongmeng Hall.
Shang Jiyu's white clothes were like snow, but his tone was terrified, "Chen Que has grown so fast? Has he reached the Ninth Realm?"
Chen Que, the very dissatisfied deacon: "..."
He was discouraged, bowed his hands in shame and said: "No, no, uncle."
"Is that just bragging?" Shang Jiyu was obviously finding fault.
Chen Que blushed like blood, and said, "No, I dare not."
He's crazy, how did he know that Shang Jiyu came out of Biqiao Peak suddenly when he was fine, and still grabbed him and mocked him, he was so inexplicable and unlucky.
"Uncle Rong, we are only discussing the post of Shulin Zhuhan, who has been suspended for three years. I think this young boy from the demon clan who has just entered the outer sect in Mo Jingxuan is not in compliance with the rules, and it is weird."
"I think it's okay." Shang Jiyu said.
Everyone: "..."
Even Xie Kurong was stunned by this light and fluffy sentence. If the little master uncle said so, then these deacons must not dare to refute.
Don't say it's unruly, Shang Jiyu is the most unruly existence...
Speaking of which, before Mo Jing, it was Shang Jiyu who broke the habit and insisted on releasing the restraint for Xiaoshen.
Xie Kurong also didn't care about those deacons who were winking at him crazily and wanted to ask what happened to Shang Jiyu, so he took advantage of the situation and said: "The master has been vacant for three years, and the disciples have complained to the sky for a long time, and the matter is in a hurry. Since there is a junior uncle Guaranteed, I think there is nothing wrong with asking Xiaoshen to be the master."
The deacons were speechless, but no one dared to stand out.
Xiaoshen actually had Shang Jiyu as his backer, so there was nothing he could do, and he took the responsibility away without looking at the suzerain. It's a pity, it's a pity, there are quite a lot of geniuses and treasures that Zhu Han can get every year, and they all have candidates they want to promote.
There is a saying in the world of self-cultivation, the Tao is cultivated, and the immortals are piled up...
Which sect's good seedlings are not good things to feed carefully, so that their path to immortality will be more open.
Under Shang Jiyu's watchful eye, Xie Kurong handed Zhuhan's token to Xiaoshen, and said worriedly: "Xiaoshen, you still have to learn how to read. This Zhuhan has always been half of the disciples of the sect." Teacher, you can't let down these learned disciples."
Xiaoshen took the token absent-mindedly, even a little reluctantly, and whispered to Daomi: "I really don't want to do it, and I can't be a tyrant if I have this."
Doya: "..."
No, why does he feel that brother Xiaoshen has been domineering for a long time, especially when he complained...
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After leaving Hongmeng Hall, Xiaoshen took a few glances at Shang Jiyu, "Why is it you?"
Alas, not the one he liked.
Shang Jiyu froze for a moment, the dislike and regret that were naturally revealed, it was obvious that he came here on purpose to support the young man... although he had intentions.
"Also, Master Han, I don't want to do it, I don't want to work." Xiaoshen was even a little aggrieved, and complained again that when Long needed to work, he was the only one who assigned work to others. What's more, those people still think he can't do well.
"You really know how to make progress." Shang Jiyu raised his hand and gently lingered on Xiaoshen's cheek. He was obviously very weak, but he had an extremely keen sense of smell, as if he could be sure that he would not hurt himself, so arrogant.
His hand touched Xiaoshen's hair, facing a black mass, his movements froze.
Negative Sword Mo Jing also looked back at Shang Jiyu, wrinkled his nose, and showed disgust on his tiny facial features.
Shang Jiyu saw Mo Jing's facial features clearly, and cast a disgusted glance.
One big and one small, look at each other and hate each other.
Looking at each other for a few breaths, Shang Jiyu flicked his fingers indifferently, Mo Jing flew out, and there were faint sounds floating in the air.
Xiao Shen: "..."
Xiao Shen said angrily, "Why are you playing it??"
The Negative Sword Ink Spirit was bounced ten feet away, but his body stabilized in mid-air. Stepping on its ink sword, he wobbled back and was caught by Xiaoshen, holding him in his hand.
Shang Jiyu snorted softly, but he didn't break Xiaoshen's hand, played the Mo Jing again, and finally endured it, "Don't you want to know, who is the one who restrained you?"
Xiaoshen originally wanted to leave, but when he heard this, he stopped suddenly, "What do you mean?"
Of course he wants to know! He was hurt so badly by the man in red.
"Have you ever heard of Shuxiao Yuling? Although the restriction imposed by that person is ingenious, any spell cannot come out of thin air, and there must be traces to follow. There are countless books in the book forest, with various genres, and even more If you search for it, you will naturally find the context. In this way, at least you can guess the background of that person." Shang Jiyu said, "If the Lord hangs in the air, there are some things that you can't see."
It turned out to be like this. That being said, Shulin is really a good place for Xiaoshen. He has slept for ten thousand years, and he has long been unclear about the development of the human world, but there is such a place where the origin of thousands of years is recorded in writing and ink.
—Except for Xiaoshen’s illiterate, the other parts are excellent.
But in Xiaoshen's eyes, Man Yu Lingzong was a debtor to him, so it didn't matter if he could not read or write himself, as long as these people could read and write, they could be enslaved.
Xiaoshen has already started to fantasize about the scene after he finds out the red-robed man.
"Then do you have something to say to me?" Shang Jiyu encouraged him meaningfully.
Xiao Shen said cunningly: "Although I can look for clues, you still made me the master on your own initiative, so I don't need to thank you."
Shang Jiyu sneered at first, then said, "What I want is not thank you."
Xiao Shen didn't raise his head, "Then there's nothing to say!"
Shang Jiyu squinted his eyes and changed to another person. Seeing his full of evil spirit, he was frightened and begged for mercy, but Xiaoshen still lowered his head to poke Mo Jing's stomach, and the annoying Mo Jing was very close He, maybe it was also because of his status as a dragon genus.
Something was about to move in his heart, he couldn't help but raised Xiao Shen's face, and threatened: "Think again."
Xiaoshen really didn't understand, and besides, he still hated Shang Jiyu, so Long Xiao fiercely: "I don't want to!"
Shang Jiyu saw Xiaoshen's expression, which was very familiar. After thinking about it carefully, it was just the way he accused him of looking down on Jiao Shi. His teeth itch and he felt helpless for a while, "You really hold grudges, don't you?"
I can't forget about such a small thing.
Xiao Shen said indifferently: "Yes!"
On the first day Shulin Master Han Xiaoshen took office, he didn't get up until noon.
In fact, it has nothing to do with Xiaoshen. He has slept for more than 10,000 years, and he doesn't want to sleep at all, but... Xiaoshen looked at his side, and Shang Jiyu took him into his arms, breathing evenly. It was extended without realizing it.
Negative Sword Mo Jing stepped on its ink sword, flying around the bed, and if there were whispers that seemed to be incomprehensible, the rhythm was so fast that it seemed to be urging Xiaoshen.
Xiao Shen broke Shang Jiyu's hand away, and climbed out of the bed with both hands and feet. As soon as he reached the edge of the bed, his ankle was suddenly held by a warm hand!
Xiaoshen looked back, there was no one else except Shang Jiyu, he obviously had his eyes closed. After a strange silence, he silently let go of his hand, and his eyes were still closed...
Even without saying a word, Xiaoshen recognized which one it was.
As if he couldn't control it, he subconsciously persuaded Xiao Shen to leave.
Xiaoshen sat in the same place and stared blankly at Shang Jiyu for a while, only to be awakened by the negative sword Mo Jing who was flying in anger.
"Let's go." Xiao Shen jumped down and ran outside,
Xiaoshen controls Xiaozhou freely, now there is no need for Daomi to pick him up specially, and the road is also memorized.
Holding a sword, Mo Jing stood on Xiaoshen's shoulder, facing the wind with the sword on his back, looking very chic.
"Well... Although you all look different, each of you is called Mo Jing, and it's a bit difficult to distinguish." Xiaoshen looked at the little Mo Jing who was carrying a sword, and thought, "Let me give you a name. .”
"You are transformed by Yu Zhao's literary meaning, why not call him Yu Yi?" Xiao Shen said.
Mo Jing nodded, and opened his mouth to spit out words that no one could understand, which was regarded as his approval of the name.
Shulin could be seen from a distance, Mo Jing stepped on the sword and flew forward, seemed very excited, waved to Xiaoshen, probably to let him catch up quickly, and flew forward.
When I arrived at the immovable place, I saw that there were many people here, and I don't know how many disciples came here.
They had been waiting all morning, and they heard that Shulin had finally ushered in a new master, but for some reason, the first day of taking office was delayed.
Anyone who can be a master must have profound knowledge and superb cultivation. Among the two, there are also eccentric talents who are unique. It is common for successive masters to have a bit of a bad temper...
So this is who took office, I don't know why no news has been released this time.
Is it Ying Yuanzi who is addicted to alcohol, because he was late because he was drunk
Or is it not Jinxi but He Xi who is a muddled Taoist all the year round, remembering the wrong time
There are quite a few people who meet the conditions, so let's count them one by one.
Anxious, they didn't even want to wait in the book forest, but stood outside, watching where the boat was coming, looking for the figure of the master.
Xiaoshen came leisurely by boat, but it also attracted some people's attention.
Behold, here comes the illiterate.
The limelight has not passed, as long as the literacy is not successful, he will still be the only illiterate in Yuling that everyone talks about.
Yu Yi shuttled in the sky, and Xiao Shen followed its route and passed through the crowd. Everyone looked sideways, and then continued to look for a boat in the distance.
Daomi also waited all morning, sitting at the door and dozing boredly. He was anxious to go to Biqiao to look for Brother Xiaoshen several times, but there was no one there, and he couldn't go up to Biqiao Peak without the permission of his uncle...
Now Dao Mi dare not send a message to Shang Jiyu casually, thinking that Xiaoshen brother wants to let Zhu Han continue to hang in vain in order to skip class.
Finally seeing Xiao Shen's figure, he was pleasantly surprised, "Brother Xiao Shen, you are here, I thought..."
Just as Xiao Shen was about to speak, he caught sight of Xuan Wuzi who was dodging his eyes in the crowd, "Hey, you, it's you! Stand!"
Xuan Wuzi was also waiting for Zhuhan, and when he saw Xiaoshen, he wanted to dive in and hide quickly, but Xiaoshen had such good eyesight that he grabbed him.
There were people all around, seeing Xiaoshen calling Xuan Wuzi to stop, they all looked over curiously, the two had a grudge.
Xuan Wuzi also went all out, "What are you doing?"
Xiaoshen found that besides being able to find clues to the identity of the red-robed man, this was the first benefit he had found to be the master, so he could play with Xuan Wuzi a bit.
Xiao Shen folded her hips: "Call me Dad!"
Xuan Wuzi: "...???"
He was angry and laughed at the same time, even if the master uncle covered him and smashed his ruler, you are powerful, but you can't be so overbearing and unreasonable, "Scholar can be killed, but not humiliated, don't think about it!"
"You dare to resist? This is what you thank... the suzerain said." Xiao Shen said.
Xuan Wuzi was shocked and said: "It is impossible for the suzerain to let me call you father!"
Xiaoshen took out the Zhuhan's token, "How is that impossible, I will be the Zhuhan here from now on."
In addition to "Zhuhan" on the token, there is another small character, which is exactly the sentence "Knowing everything for thousands of years, all thanks to the ancient books".
At the same time, Xiaoshen, who circled twice, still had no intention of going in, and had slowly landed on top of his head...
With Xiaoshen at the center, the voice began to gradually disappear, and finally the whole place was dead silent, and everyone saw his master token.
Like the tokens of other deacons, Zhuhan's Token is made of gold in water, and it is also imbued with spells, so it is absolutely difficult to imitate. If it was an imitation, how could the Mo Jing sitting on Xiaoshen's head be an imitation? It was still the Mo Jing with the sword.
It's just that even Daomi was a little puzzled, and said weakly: "Brother Xiaoshen, what does this have to do with being called dad?"
"Didn't you say that?" Xiao Shen asked suspiciously, "The suzerain said that everyone has to call me Mr. from now on. You said to me last time that master and disciple are like father and son."
Daomi Yihan, because Zhuhan manages the collection of books and secret books, in the past, Zhuhan often gave advice to the disciples. They all said that Zhuhan has the friendship of a half-teacher to everyone, and he will respectfully call him Mr.
But this understanding is clearly...
"Brother Xiaoshen, I misunderstood, this one is different!"
"Hey, isn't it?"
Xuan Wuzi said with a trembling voice: "How is it possible, I can't accept it, can you read all the characters on this token? Huh?"
The surroundings also coaxed, and it became extremely noisy.
Now it doesn't matter who is father or not, Xiaoshen can't read big characters, and there are so many cultivators in Yulingzong who are well-informed and memorized, why did they lose to him? Mo Jing is blind
Xiaoshen looked at the tokens, not to mention recognizing them all, he didn't recognize any of them.
Xiao Shen immediately said: "I declare that Xuan Wuzi is uneducated, and he will not be allowed to borrow books in the future!"
Xuan Wuzi: "..."
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