"I can't see whether you can accept it. I heard that the sect master also intends to recruit disciples this time. Can you still win over the sect master?"
The old man looked at the young woman beside him who had just spoken, and stroked his goatee, "The master's requirements for accepting disciples are so high, how could he accept this little baby? It's you, Jiayin, you won't move to fight with me. Human thoughts, right?”
Jiayin glanced at him sideways and said nothing.
The old man beat his chest and said, "What a sin, I finally fell in love with my apprentice, why are you all trying to rob me?" No, no, no, he has to go down first and help the little kid out of trouble, and then the little kid will definitely be grateful to him, bye. He is a teacher!
Jiayin looked indifferent, "Look at the girl's mount at that station. Does it look like Bai Qu's Xuanling Tiger that was snatched away by the Demon Lord?"
"What are you talking about? How could such a cute little baby have anything to do with the Demon Lord? Go, go, don't delay my recruitment of disciples."
[Host host, someone is coming!]
[Is he the villain?]
[No, he is an elder.]
So Lin Zhiyu still looked paralyzed, waiting for the elder to come over.
A quarter of an hour passed...
[Tong, why hasn’t he come yet?]
[Wait a minute, wait a minute.]The system rolled its eyes to the sky. It always felt like the villain boss recognized its host at a glance. What should I do? How about running away with the host
The surroundings suddenly became quiet while it was thinking alone.
Lin Zhiyu raised his head, and saw several figures in the sky. The leader was dressed in a green shirt, and his long hair like splashing ink was only tied up with a peach wood hairpin. It was obviously tied casually, but not frivolously, giving people a A feeling of coolness.
As if he felt her gaze, the man's gaze swept over everyone one by one, and finally landed on Lin Zhiyu. There seemed to be a moment of surprise, but it was fleeting.
"Today is the day for my Immortal Sect to accept disciples. Everyone is equal here. Those who cultivate immortality should put aside worldly thoughts. If I know that someone deliberately stirs up trouble... My Immortal Sect cannot tolerate such a narrow-minded person."
The one who spoke was the old man who wanted to accept Lin Zhiyu as his disciple. He originally wanted to come directly to help Lin Zhiyu out of the siege, but who knew that the sect leader didn't know what was going on and just cut him off halfway. With that scene just now.
"Who is that?"
"It seems to be Elder Yubeard and Elder Jiayin."
"Then the one standing at the front must be the sect master, right?"
The younger children couldn't help but whisper, and the sect master they were discussing had already turned around and left.
Lin Zhi Yuzheng was wondering why this sect master gave her such a familiar feeling. Suddenly, her feet felt empty and her body was floating. When she came to her senses, she was already standing next to the sect master.
"You come with me." The cold voice stayed where it was, and the owner of the voice disappeared together with Lin Zhiyu.
Yu Yan stroked his beard and gritted his teeth, "What a sin! I haven't even improved my favorability yet!"
Jiayin was too lazy to pay attention to him and went to check how this year's disciples were doing.
With the wind whistling in his ears, Lin Zhiyu poked his head out from under his wide sleeves, "Master, do you want to accept me as your disciple? Where are we going?"
Nan Feng pursed his lips and said, "Ayu, do you want to be my apprentice?"
Ayu…
[Ah! Tong, Jianghu comes to the rescue! How did he know my name!]
The system is pretending to be dead...
After getting no response for a long time, Lin Zhiyu pulled out a fake smile, "Did the door owner admit the wrong person? My name is not Ayu, my name is Mingyao."
The little girl has clear eyes and a little adult-like bun on her head, which looks a bit funny.
Seeing that he kept staring at her, she met his gaze carelessly.
Nan Feng was extremely sure that she was A Yu, but why didn't she admit it
Thinking of a possibility, Nanfeng's heart beat uneasily. Could it be that Ayu had forgotten him
"That may be true. You are very similar to an old friend of mine."
Does the man in front of me still have an old friend? Lin Zhiyu looked at his cold expression and secretly guessed what kind of person his old friend was. Could it be that they are childhood sweethearts
But even though he thought so in his heart, he said something else in his mouth, "Is your old friend dead?"
She almost bit off her tongue as soon as the words came out of her mouth. What kind of nonsense is this? !
Nan Feng's face was not very pretty. When he heard her talking about death, he immediately held her in his arms. "She's not dead. I've been looking for her."
The hot breath made Lin Zhiyu stiff all over.
Big brother, can I call you big brother? Why are you asking your old friend to hug me? Can a teenager like me be your old friend
"Master, I... I'm here to learn from my master..." Master, please respect yourself! Amitabha!
"Apprentice to learn skills? That's just right. I still need an apprentice. If you stay in my immortal sect, you will be my only apprentice in Nanfeng in this life."
Lin Zhiyu seemed to hear the implication.
If you want to stay in Xianmen, you must become his disciple. Are all the big guys recruiting disciples so arrogant nowadays
"Master, my talent is not very good, I'm afraid..."
"Are you questioning my vision?"
Good guy, I even used it.
"I do, I do." Lin Zhiyu was very spineless and nodded crazily like a chicken pecking at rice.
Just kidding, that guy's face is already dark. What if he throws her down if he doesn't agree
She glanced at the clouds below her feet and swallowed.
"Good boy, I will take you to your residence right now." Nan Feng's face looked as if it was a June day, and the heavy rain suddenly turned sunny. He was in a good mood and even placed a piece of palace sand on Lin Zhiyu's forehead.
Gongsha is a symbol of status. Except for Nanfeng, the number of people with Gongsha in the Immortal Sect can be counted on one hand.
"Thank you, Master." Lin Zhiyu deliberately emphasized the word "Master".
As if he didn't hear what she meant, Nan Feng put his hand on Lin Zhiyu's shoulder.
One is the sect master with a fairy spirit, and the other is a little carrot head that is not even close to his chest. This pair seems to be a bit inconsistent, but a certain sect master doesn't know what the sense of dissonance is, and he doesn't know what it means. "Old cows eat young grass."
Xiaobai who was forgotten at the foot of Xianmen Mountain: 嘤嘤嘤(_).
The news that the sect master had accepted a disciple soon spread throughout the Immortal Sect.
Many people gathered in the main hall to see who this Mingyao girl was, and were extremely envious of her.
But the client who was envied by everyone was miserable.
Although Nanfeng regarded her as that old friend, his guidance on cultivation was very strict and he could not be lazy at all.
The master of the sect seems to be a worldly person, but he is also very good at cooking meals and snacks. Lin Zhiyu suddenly felt envious of his old friend.
What kind of person is the master's wife to be missed by such a good man like the sect master for so long
Really, a teacher’s wife was born out of nothing.
If Nan Feng knew about this idea, her training mission would be guaranteed to increase by hundreds of millions.
"Master, are you going out?" Lin Zhiyu asked as he watched Nan Feng put on his sword.
"I'm going to deal with some things. I may not be back until half a month. You will be practicing in the palace for a while and you are not allowed to go anywhere." Nan Feng touched her bun.
Xiaotuanzi didn't know how to comb his hair. After coming to Ziji Palace, Nanfeng took the initiative to take on this task. After a day or two, he was able to comb his hair in a decent manner.
Lin Zhiyu nodded obediently.
Last night she heard the elder say that someone came from the Demon Palace, and they must have gone to deal with matters in the Demon Palace.
In her doubtful eyes, Nan Feng summoned his mount.
A naive giant alpaca appeared in front of her, staring at Lin Zhiyu with two black eyes, its nostrils contracted and its mouth moved slightly.
"F*ck!" Lin Zhiyu hid far away without even thinking, fearing that it would make a chemical attack.
After hearing her words, Nan Feng smiled even more in his eyes.
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