Wu Qiongcang finished speaking, and regardless of the twitching corners of the mouths of the elders, he raised his peach-blossom eyes and glanced at Shen Qiqi.
"You haven't knelt enough yet? Or do you want me to help you up personally? Come here yet!"
"...Yes, Master!"
Shen Qiqi hurriedly stood up and ran to his side, standing obediently with her hands tied.
Although my master has a weird temperament, a poisonous mouth, and a bit of a unpredictable personality, he is the elder of Baozhuan Peak and one of the thirteen immortals of the Wuji Sect!
After worshiping this Immortal Lord of Heaven, from now on, no one will dare to point at her talisman!
What? Evil magic? What the hell are you talking about? These are all the Talisman arts my master taught me! You ask who my master is? Does the Heavenly Sky Immortal of Wuji Sect know? That is my master, you If you have any dissatisfaction, tell him!
This is called having the mountains at your back so you can enjoy the cool air!
When she thought that she would be able to use the talismans openly and openly, the joy in Shen Qiqi's heart overflowed uncontrollably, and she smiled like the scorching summer sun, almost blinding Shen Ning'er's eyes.
——Why? Why is it that the little bitch is so blatantly advocating evil heretics, not only is she not punished, but she even seems to be taken seriously? This is unfair!"
"That's not fair!"
The girl's shrill voice suddenly exploded in the hall.
When Shen Ning'er realized that the shrill voice was shouted by herself, she turned pale with fright. When she found that all the elders of the Wuji Sect were looking at her with evil eyes, her legs became weak and she hurriedly plopped down. Kneel down.
"Brother, what I want to say is that evil spirits and heretics..."
Before she finished speaking, Shen Ning'er suddenly let out a muffled roar, opened her mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Purple Spirit Immortal frowned when she saw this, but when she found out that it was Wu Qiongcang who took action, she had to take back her dissatisfaction, glared at Shen Ning'er fiercely, and shouted in a deep voice: "How dare you! When the elders are talking, how can you interrupt? share?"
How dare you say that Wu Qiongcang is an evil heretic... This girl probably doesn't know whose family runs the Wuji Sect!
Afraid that his stupid apprentice would not realize the seriousness of the matter, the Purple Spirit Immortal Lord hurriedly shouted at Shen Ning'er: "Get out of here!"
After saying that, he waved his sleeve and pushed Shen Ning'er directly into the corner.
Shen Ning'er was thrown away, her back hit the pillar behind her hard, and she vomited out a large mouthful of blood. She finally struggled to get up, her face was whiter than the paper. Even though she was unwilling to accept it, she still couldn't bear it. He didn't dare to say anything more and could only huddle in the corner fearfully.
All the disciples in the hall were shocked by this sudden change.
Even Shen Qiqi raised her eyebrows in surprise.
Qiancang Immortal Lord took action to injure Shen Ning'er, and it can be understood that he was a protector.
But what about the Purple Spirit Immortal? Why did she attack Shen Ning'er so hard? He was her apprentice!
Shen Qiqi was wondering when she suddenly heard Wu Qiongcang say: "What are you standing for? Sit down."
After he finished speaking, he patted the vacant space beside him.
Shen Qiqi:???
Everyone present here are elders from various peaks of the Wuji Sect. They are all 100 years old, let alone starting out. Their cultivation is so profound that she, a little spiritual person, can't look up to her. She is a new little disciple, He De How could I, how dare I stand on an equal footing with these powerful men?
Besides, although Wu Qiongcang was the last to arrive, his seat was very close to the front, right next to the vacant sect leader's seat at the top.
Judging from this ranking, Wu Qiongcang is obviously ahead of the other elders of Wuji Sect. If she sits on top, wouldn't she also be ahead of those elders?
She came to Wuji Sect to solve the bloodline problem.
I'll take the opportunity to study with my teacher.
It's not here to cause hatred.
Especially the hatred of a group of powerful people.
As soon as the word "dare" came out from between her teeth, Shen Qiqi's feet seemed to be buoyant.
The next moment, she was stuffed into a chair.
Shen Qiqi:!!!
What else could she do? Just sit still. She couldn't just disobey her teacher's orders on the first day of her apprenticeship.
However, Wu Qiongcang didn't really let her sit upright, but got another chair for her to sit on.
In appearance, the chair is no different from an ordinary chair, but it is extremely comfortable and extremely soft. The key is that the chair also has spiritual power. When a person sits in it, not only every inch of the body's skin is wrapped extremely well, All the meridians in the body are comfortably served by the wandering spiritual power.
——Unfortunately, this chair is an illusion of a talisman and can only be used once.
Shen Qiqi thought with some regret.
Wu Qiongcang, who was on the side, noticed her small appearance and said with disdain: "Look at your appearance as if you have never seen the world. Although this chair is made of talisman paper, it is not traceable. Master The original shape of this chair is there, and I will give it to you when I get back."
As soon as these words came out, all the elders of the Wuji Sect were shocked. The Ziling Immortal, the most out-tempered one, widened his eyes and said in shock: "Wu Qiongcang, you want to give the Nine Clouds Chair to your disciple??"
Cloud Nine Chair?
It sounds very precious!
Moreover, Master also said that he would give this precious chair to her!
Shen Qiqi suddenly beamed with joy. Fortunately, her generous master was busy attacking the Purple Spirit Immortal Lord and had no time to pay attention to her, otherwise he would dislike her for not seeing the world again.
From the exchange of words between the Purple Spirit Immortal and her master, Shen Qiqi roughly figured out how precious the Nine Clouds Chair she was about to get was: it was the only high-grade immortal instrument in the world that could sit, lie down, or lie down on. , the main thing is that it can also take you flying!
To put it simply: people lie down in the chair, and the chair flies in the sky. It can be called a weapon for flying in the air, but it is much more comfortable than sitting on Jiang Xiyan’s broken bird!
Immortal weapons alone are already very rare, and they are still of the highest quality. The new disciples in the temple who had finally managed not to become sour are now covered in sour water again, and they can't wait to become their masters as soon as possible.
They don't have high requirements for their master. It's enough to remove the top grade and shed the immortal artifact.
It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the dream is, the blow will be cruel. Let alone gifting fairy weapons, my master doesn't even have jelly beans!
Is this what is called differential treatment?
The joy of successfully becoming a disciple was shattered so badly that the new disciples in the first hall were filled with heartache and hung their heads in frustration.
Then each received severe criticism from his master.
Shen Qiqi was not interested in such a large-scale scene of educating apprentices. She turned her head slightly and looked at Xie Beiming not far away in surprise.
Xie Beiming is good at using swords, and the Zhuxie he uses is a half-grade immortal weapon that has been cultivated into a sword spirit body.
In this case, it is undoubtedly the best choice for him to major in swordsmanship.
In the end, he worshiped the Yuyuan Immortal and chose to major in music and become a famous music cultivator... When did Mr. Xie become so interested in music?
Shen Qiqi was puzzled. Xie Beiming, who was talking to Yuyuan Immortal over there, seemed to be aware of it. He raised his eyes and looked towards her. She was about to raise her hand to greet him, but the other party was stingy. He refused to give her any extra glances and looked away after one glance.
He also turned his back to her.
That cold and indifferent attitude, as if he had never known her.
Shen Qiqi's half-raised hand froze in mid-air in embarrassment. She was stunned for a moment, and then held the corner of her mouth bitterly.