The female devil is worthy of being a female devil. Her behavior is indeed eccentric and incomprehensible to ordinary people. Since you don't want her and humiliate her in public, why bother to do her a favor
How strange.
"Hey, what are you thinking about? Don't be afraid. Junior-Master Qu is known for her bad temper. If she were facing someone else, she would do something even more extreme. Although she crushed your spiritual jade, she didn't ask you to retaliate." Lu Fanzhi was simple-minded and always felt that this matter was a happy ending for everyone.
Luo Jinxiao forced a smile, turned around and asked, "Who did you pay homage to?"
"Look, it says Guijiu on it, which sounds like the name of some kind of wine. I just inquired about it, and it seems that he is the eldest disciple under Elder He. He may not be very talented, but he has studied hard and practiced diligently for a hundred years. Now he has reached the second stage of Jindan, and this is the first year he has accepted disciples." Lu Fanzhi smiled with her eyes curved, looking very happy.
At this time, most people's spiritual jades were motionless, and some had already left the scene miserably. Luo Jinxiao looked around and saw that Yan Ying, who had been against her before, seemed to be a disciple of the female elder and was happily accepting the flattery of a group of people.
She looked away. It seemed that Luo Mei had tried every means to climb up Wuhui Mountain, but still could not enter Wuhui Gate.
"The rest of the disciples, take the spirit jade to meet your master and perform the ceremony of becoming his disciple."
Following an order, everyone dispersed and was led into the mountains.
Lu Fanzhi said goodbye to Luo Jinxiao and ran away excitedly, while Luo Jinxiao was led to a small path by a very fair-skinned senior brother.
The senior brother looked a little shy. He didn't say a word and just led the way. Luo Jinxiao asked him questions from time to time.
"Brother, why does Mr. Liuzhi live in such a remote place?" She asked while kicking away the messy fallen leaves on the ground.
"Mr. Willow Branch should be called Elder Xie, but he has a strange personality and rarely goes out. He also likes willow trees, so he calls himself Mr. Willow Branch."
He has a strange temper again. Luo Jinxiao felt a little worried when he heard that.
"Then may I ask if he has other disciples?" Luo Jinxiao asked again.
"No, Mr. Liuzhi is just like Master Qu, neither of them has ever accepted a disciple."
Luo Jinxiao had nothing more to ask, so she walked while looking at the surrounding scenery. The direction she was heading was getting farther and farther away. The grass and trees were lush and dense, and the fallen leaves were scattered on the ground, as if no one had cleaned it for a long time.
The sun was strong at this time, but the mountain was cool, with occasional patches of sunlight and a breeze, which was quite comfortable.
"We're here. You can go in by yourself." After the senior brother said this, he disappeared in the blink of an eye as if he was avoiding the plague god.
Luo Jinxiao was blinded by the dust he raised. She frowned, wiped her nose, muttered something, and then looked up. She saw a circle of fences in front of her. It did not have the aura of a large sect at all. It looked more like a village. The houses were also wooden houses, with smoke rising from them.
Luo Jinxiao hesitated at the door for a long time before knocking on it.
After a while, the door opened. Luo Jinxiao saw the person who opened the door and took a step back in shock. The "person" was wearing a coarse linen shirt, had a hollow expression, only one eye, and his skin was very rough, like tree bark.
After being frightened, Luo Jinxiao immediately realized that this was not a person, but a puppet.
The puppet turned sideways and invited Luo Jinxiao to come in.
Luo Jinxiao took a step carefully. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a middle-aged man sitting under a tree. On the stone table in front of him was a bowl of porridge and two dishes. He did not move his chopsticks, but just sniffed them one by one, and then waved his hand to call the puppet.
The puppet took the food, turned around and poured it into a basin under the tree. A huge yellow dog ran over happily, wagging its tail and eating happily.
Luo Jinxiao stared blankly at the scene in front of him and thought to himself, he really has a weird personality.
"Who is it?" The man didn't even raise his head.
"Master, this is disciple Luo Jinxiao." Luo Jinxiao replied hurriedly.
"Disciple? When did I ever accept a disciple?" Upon hearing this, the man finally raised his head. He had a dark complexion, deep eyes, a tall stature, and an unkempt beard around his lips. He looked weathered.
Luo Jinxiao handed over the spiritual jade that Qu Weiyin had given him with both hands. The man didn't take it. He took a look at it and snorted coldly: "That girl is really going to cause trouble for me. Where is your original spiritual jade?"
"It was crushed by Junior-Master Qu." Luo Jinxiao answered honestly. It was the first time for her to become a proper disciple. Although this master did not look serious, she was still a little nervous.
"She crushed your spirit jade, which means she terminated the contract with you. You are no longer qualified to be her disciple. You and I are not master and disciple. Go away." The man stood up, yawned, and walked into the house.
Luo Jinxiao's heart tightened when she heard this. She hurried forward, clasped her fists and said, "Thank you, Elder. I beg you to accept me as your disciple."
Her original immortal veins and cultivation were gone. Although it was still bearable, she still felt a little lost. And Qu Weiyin was right. In this world, only the strong can survive. Becoming a disciple in Wuhui Sect was the fastest way to return to her previous life's cultivation. She couldn't just give up.
The man looked quite impatient. He suddenly turned his hand back, and a light blue light spread from his fingertips and entered Luo Jinxiao's temple. Suddenly, his impatience turned into shock, and then there was calm again.
"I don't accept disciples. If you really want to stay, help me clean my yard." After the man said this, he turned and walked into the door.
Before Luo Jinxiao could recover from the shock of her sudden transformation into a sweeping monk, the man popped his head out again and pointed to an inconspicuous door: "Live there."
Then the door slammed shut, leaving her disappointed again.
Luo Jinxiao wiped her nose vigorously, frowned and sighed, feeling even more frustrated. She thought that she was a favored child of heaven in her previous life, but how could she end up in such a situation now? It was really a fall from grace.
How sad.
At the same time, in a room with elegant decoration, there was a white jade table under the window. On the table was a snow-white lotus arm with red sleeves spread out, which complemented the gorgeous hibiscus flowers on the table.
Qu Weiyin pursed her lips lightly and touched the Crescent Moon and Star Sword on the table with her fingers.
A golden light suddenly appeared, and a little girl who was dozens of times smaller suddenly appeared on the table. She was wearing the same red dress as Qu Weiyin, and had a look of disgust on her face.
"I have emphasized many times that you should not wear such fancy clothes. What's wrong with you not being able to become a demon lord in this life?" The sword spirit with the appearance of a girl sat on the scabbard with her legs crossed and asked with her arms folded.
"I will become possessed by the devil sooner or later." Qu Weiyin said lightly, reaching out to take out a handkerchief from her sleeve and carefully wiping her sword.
Because the sword spirit was a soul contract, the sword spirit did not change after her rebirth. Thousands of years have passed, and in this vast world, only this sword spirit has been with her.
"So that's why you don't want to take that child in?" The sword spirit scratched his face, "But you did go too far. You are not a murderous demon king now, but a decent person. Why do you have to bully a little girl?"
"I'm not bullying you. I'm telling you the truth." Qu Weiyin raised her eyes, and her narrow and long phoenix eyes seemed to be able to bewitch people, and she blinked gently.
The sword spirit couldn't argue with her, so it stopped talking and just watched her wipe the sword quietly.
"She is somewhat unusual." After a long while, Qu Weiyin suddenly said, she put down the silk scarf, her hair blocked her eyes, and her expression could not be seen clearly, "Her immortal vein is very unique and unprecedented, and many people may covet it. If she remains so mediocre, she will die sooner or later."
"What's so special about her? She's just a yellow-haired girl. In terms of age, you can be her grandmother."
Upon hearing this, Qu Weiyin frowned, and suddenly stretched out his hand to flick the sword spirit off the table.
"Ouch, Qu Weiyin, damn it!" The sword spirit, who looked like a little girl, stuck her head into the ground and cursed in a low voice.
Qu Weiyin ignored her and continued to wipe the sword carefully, but her eyes drifted to the window. She lived alone on a cliff, and outside the window was the rolling endless sea of clouds, which was much more pleasing to the eyes than the rainy demon world.
"The fate star is unstable, which is a real calamity. You will definitely be possessed by the devil in this life."
She recited softly, with the corners of her lips slightly raised. If it weren't for that little waste, she would have caused a bloody storm by now. Maybe someone hindered her in this life, or maybe after experiencing many lifetimes, she has become much calmer.
But she will continue to take revenge.
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Time flies, and before I knew it, three days have passed.
Luo Jinxiao really did as Elder Xie said and swept the floor for him for three days. During these three days, the elder went out three times, each time carrying a few dishes, smelling them, and then feeding the dog.
Luo Jinxiao had no choice but to practice according to what he had learned in his previous life during his free time every day. Fortunately, there was abundant spiritual energy in Wuhui Mountain, so he made some progress.
Early that morning, she was waving a large broom vigorously in the yard when she suddenly heard the sound of wind beside her ears. She looked up and saw a small emerald green bird flapping its wings above her head.
The bird opened its mouth and said something in a clear and melodious voice: "There is a group class today, please come quickly."
Luo Jinxiao guessed that Lu Fanzhi felt sorry for her and secretly sent the message. She was grateful, so she threw away the broom, reported to the puppet, opened the door and ran away.
She has been stuck in this small courtyard these past few days, and can only talk to the puppet, which makes her feel suffocated.
The largest fairy palace is the Wuhui Palace. With it as the center, buildings of all white bricks and glazed tiles spread out, connected by white jade steps on all sides. It is so bright that it is dazzling, and is completely different from her small courtyard.
Luo Jinxiao found the place where classes were taught in a short while. It was not much different from his previous life. The teacher stood on one side, and on the other side there were several low tables lined up, filled with new disciples.
"You are finally here. This is the first time we all get together. I heard that today's teacher is very strict. If you are late, you will be punished to kneel." Lu Fanzhi said, pulling her down.
"How come you don't even have clothes? Disciples of different levels in Wuhui Sect have to wear different clothes so that they can be distinguished. You're too eye-catching." Lu Fanzhi muttered in a low voice.
Luo Jinxiao turned around and looked, and sure enough, everyone was wearing a light blue robe with white cuffs and waists. The women's black hair was also raised with a blue headband, looking quite fresh and elegant.
She also wanted to wear it, but where could she find it? Luo Jinxiao had to lower her head, hoping not to attract other people's attention.
"Greetings, teacher." At this time, everyone suddenly stood up and saluted. Luo Jinxiao also stood up and lowered his head.
However, reality is not always what one wishes. Soon she heard a familiar voice, saying coldly, "The one who hasn't changed his clothes, raise your head."