He looked as if Shen Qiqi was a robber who was cutting his flesh with a knife, and his flesh was so painful.
The look he looked at Shen Qiqi was also unhappy, as if he wanted to sew Shen Qiqi's little mouth shut to prevent her from speaking again.
Of course, these expressions of his are only fleeting, and if you don't keep staring carefully, you won't be able to notice them at all.
Unfortunately, Shen Qiqi was the one who was staring carefully.
Seeing the white-bearded old man delaying time by slowly saying "This, didn't your master tell you?" while keeping the pen in hand, Shen Qiqi stepped forward and directly took the pen holder in his hand. , smiled and said: "It's because Master didn't tell us, so I asked. Old man, can you tell me?"
While his mouth was talking, his men were secretly exerting force.
The white-bearded old man tried several times, but was stunned that he could not move the pen in her hand.
He stared, looking at the name on the paper that was just one stroke away from being registered, and his white beard stood up in anger.
However, Shen Qiqi's question was very reasonable and he had no reason not to answer it.
The white-bearded old man had no choice but to let go of his hand unwillingly, glared at Shen Qiqi, and said angrily: "There is no specific time for the sect's weapons arsenal to be opened. When will new disciples be admitted, when will it be opened?"
At first glance it sounds fine.
But upon closer inspection, I felt like something was wrong.
Before anyone could figure out what was wrong, Shen Qiqi asked again: "What if there are no new disciples in the sect?"
Everyone:!!!
Yes, if Wuji Sect never recruits new disciples, wouldn’t the weapons arsenal never be opened again?
The mountain gate of Wuji Sect is not so easy to enter!
Who knows when the mountain gate will be opened again to recruit new disciples!
If this is the case, then the so-called "come again next time" is really an illusion!
The words woke up the dreamer, and everyone who finally realized something was wrong immediately shivered.
Especially for those new disciples who have the thought of "come back next time", when they think that they have almost missed a good opportunity to get a magic weapon for free, their nervous hands are all sweaty.
The new disciples who had already registered turned pale on the spot and looked straight at the register with their names on it, as if they were about to pounce and snatch the register and tear it up.
The old man with a white beard hurriedly put away the registration book. He blew his beard and glared at the disciples: "What are you looking at? You won't have a chance this time. Go back and wait until 'next time'..." ...Greed is not enough, a snake swallows an elephant, and you can’t even control the word greed, but you still want to achieve something, huh!"
He turned around faster than turning the pages of a book. He was completely different from the amiable old man just now!
Especially the word "hum" at the end made the new disciples who said "come back next time" feel so cold in their hearts.
At this moment, a gap opened in the void, and an old man wearing the attire of Elder Zhang, the deacon of the Wuji Sect, walked out of the void, walked straight to the old man with a white beard, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Uncle, I haven't seen you for many years. Is the old man okay? I'm here to receive my new disciple's initiation gift."
Then he sighed: "I think back then, when I first entered the sect, I ended up not being able to enter the weapons arsenal due to insufficient cultivation. I didn't expect that my hair would turn gray by now."
The new disciples, who were already feeling cold in their hearts, were even more shocked when they heard this. They almost fainted and stared at Qiu Changfeng and Shen Ning'er with resentment in their eyes.
If these two people hadn't been so troubled just now, they wouldn't have thought about "coming back next time". Now that they're fine, they still don't know that "next time" will have to wait until the year of the monkey.
The new disciples who had not yet had time to register felt sad and looked at Shen Qiqi gratefully.
If Miss Shen Er hadn't stopped them, they would be the ones beating their chests and feet now.
After thanking them, they looked at Shen Ning'er and Qiu Changfeng with dissatisfaction.
Shen Ning'er and Qiu Changfeng shot themselves in the foot. They were so angry that they lowered their eyes and pretended to be dead without saying a word.
With this episode, all the disciples present gave up their thoughts of "coming back next time". The old man with the white beard had no choice but to reluctantly get out of the way and glared angrily at Shen Qiqi.
Shen Qiqi:???
The weapons arsenal belongs to the Wuji Sect, right?
Why does it feel like it's this old man's personal property? Look at his distressed look.
At this time, in the Wuji Sect's meeting hall, a group of elders were looking at the situation in the weapons depot through the light curtain.
"Why is this Pixiu so protective of money?"
"You said he is Pixiu, what is it? A master who only swallows but cannot speak, how can he not keep money? But his money-keeping temperament is not without merit. Look, isn't he helping you with the test by the way? Check out the new disciples’ character.” Wu Qiongcang said lazily.
As soon as he said these words, except for Yuyuan Immortal Lord, the other elders looked unhappy.
There are disciples among them who have failed the test.
Especially the Purple Spirit Immortal Lord, two of his disciples were hit by the attack, but one was not spared.
Thinking of what he had just seen, the Purple Spirit Immortal was so angry that he clenched his fists and looked extremely ugly.
She had seen clearly just now that her two disciples, especially the eldest disciple, were men, but they were so narrow-minded, and they actually did things like ordinary people to sow discord.
The senior disciples were right, those who stay close to each other are evil. She could no longer let her eldest apprentice and second apprentice get so close, without wasting a good young talent.
Across the light curtain, the Purple Spirit Immortal Lord stared coldly at Shen Ning'er's back.
The other elders also had serious expressions, but Wu Qiongcang had a relaxed expression. If you look closely, you can faintly see the expectation hidden on his face.