Lan Xingzi stared at the chessboard for a long time, and finally saw that he was unable to resist and that the defeat was determined. He gently put the chess pieces back into the black jar and whispered: "Okay, Fang Sheng can become my disciple of Tailing Sect.
Already."
This short sentence made it difficult for Fang Sheng to conceal his joy, because this sentence was the nicest thing he had ever heard in his life. He secretly said with joy: "Young Master succeeded, haha, Young Master succeeded!"
At this time, many elders also set their sights on this young man again.
Fang Sheng's series of performances are enough to prove his talent. In the world of martial arts, talent determines everything. Fang Sheng has such an amazing talent, how can he not be appreciated by these elders? Some elders have even begun to develop ideas.
The thought of closing the door on the disciples came to an end.
A cold light flashed in Lan Xingzi's eyes, and with a stiff smile on his indifferent face, he said: "I didn't expect that Junior Brother Ling was so attentive that he actually brought Fang Lingtian's descendants back to our Tailing Sect."
As soon as these words came out, there were waves of exclamations in the entire Xingyun Palace. Even Lingyunzi was extremely surprised. He never expected that Lan Xingzi could see through Fang Sheng's identity at a glance. He was annoyed that he underestimated Lan Xing too much.
Son.
blue
Tailing Sect accepted this disciple, I wonder if there is any elder who is willing to accept me as his disciple?"
Fang Sheng was confused, because he had never heard of Fang Lingtian's name since he was a child, and he didn't know what kind of connection he had with Fang Lingtian. But the only thing he knew was that he was accepted by the Tailing Sect, a large sect.
. He looked at the elders very expectantly, but what surprised Fang Sheng was that the elders who were fighting for each other just now suddenly became quiet, and there was a bit of disappointment and embarrassment on their faces.
.
"Elder Di, weren't you rushing to get this disciple just now? I thought about it, I already have a lot of disciples, and it just so happens that this good disciple belongs to you." At this time, Xiong Lie sneered at Di Qing.
road.
Di Qing's face suddenly turned cold, and then he roughly explained: "Elder Xiong, what do you mean? Although my disciples have average talents, they are all upright and loyal. Don't try to ruin my reputation. By the way,
Just now, Elder Wu said that he planned to accept this disciple, but I think it is better..."
"Diqing! What kind of peace of mind do you have?!" Elder Wu got up and shouted angrily, "How could I accept this disciple? Who of you dares to use this kind of trick on me? Don't blame me, Mr. Wu, for being ruthless!"
…
Suddenly, there was another quarrel in the Xingyun Palace. This time, they were no longer competing for Fang Sheng as a disciple, but trying to draw a clear line between Fang Sheng, a disciple, and himself.
Fang Sheng felt cold when he saw such a scene, because he didn't expect that he would turn from a golden pimple into a donkey dung egg all of a sudden. It was all because of one person, and this person was the Fang Lingtian that everyone said. Fang Sheng secretly remembered
Got this name.
He thought: "What is the relationship between me and this Fang Lingtian? Is it true that I am Fang Lingtian's descendant as they said? In any case, it seems that the elders of the Tailing Sect are not planning to accept me. I'm afraid even if they accept me
If you lose yourself, you may not truly teach yourself martial arts." Fang Sheng thought carefully.
"I, Ling Yunzi, am willing to accept Fang Sheng as my disciple!" Suddenly a firm and powerful voice broke the dead silence.
When Fang Sheng was worried, he suddenly heard this powerful voice, and his heart suddenly warmed up, as if he had caught a strong and powerful tree root on a cliff. At this time, Fang Sheng saw this man with a sad face.
Cang's Lingyunzi also seemed much kinder, like one of his relatives.
Lan Xingzi was moved when he heard that Ling Yunzi wanted to accept Fang Sheng as his disciple.
He thought: "The only person in Tailing Sect who does not taboo Fang Lingtian is Lingyunzi! Moreover, Lingyunzi and Fang Lingtian are sworn brothers. If Fang Lingtian's descendants are allowed to become Lingyunzi's disciples. With Fang Sheng's amazing qualifications,
Coupled with Lingyunzi's superb cultivation, it will definitely become a big problem in the future."
Lan Xingzi didn't want this Fang Sheng to become someone like Fang Lingtian. He wanted Fang Sheng to be an honest little disciple forever who would not pose any threat to him, just like a dog he raised.
"Mo Changjun, you don't have many disciples, do you?" Lan Xingzi said to Mo Changjun meaningfully.
Mo Changjun trembled when he heard these words. As I said before, the reason why Mo Changjun is in the highest position today is because he is a smooth and versatile person. He knows Lan Xingzi's thoughts and guesses
Lan Xingzi didn't want Fang Sheng to become Lingyunzi's disciple, and because Lan Xingzi asked about his disciples, he must have planned to let himself catch this hot potato!
Mo Changjun suddenly said loudly: "Back to the leader, I really don't have many disciples. I just used the eight martial arts to test Fang Sheng, and Fang Sheng passed my test, so please let this Fang Sheng be my
His disciples."
"That's fine. Fang Sheng, you need to know that Mo Changjun is the second-grade elder of our Tailing Sect. You should follow your master and practice diligently, so as not to waste the cultivation that the Tailing Sect has given you." Lan Xingzi
He breathed a sigh of relief.
When Fang Sheng heard this, his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, and he complained fiercely in his heart: "I, Fang Sheng, are really unlucky. My destiny has clearly made me enter the Tailing Sect, why did I let this Mo Changjun be my master?
Mo Changjun made things difficult for me just now, if I become his disciple, will my life be okay in the future?"
Fang Sheng saw that Ling Yunzi did not stop him from speaking out, so he had to kneel in front of Mo Changjun, pretending to be respectful and said: "Disciple pays homage to my mentor."
Mo Changjun waved his hand disdainfully, turned around and walked towards his seat.
At this time, Lingyunzi was not saying anything. Lan Xingzi's ability to take over Fang Sheng was beyond his expectation, and he expected that he would never let him become Fang Sheng's master.
After a while, Fang Sheng followed Mo Changjun out of the Xingyun Palace.
Mo Changjun strode forward with his hands behind his chest and his chest raised. As he walked, he said arrogantly to Fang Sheng behind him: "You have become my disciple now, do you know the rules?"
Although Fang Sheng disliked this master very much, he still pretended to respect him: "This disciple doesn't know, so he still asks his teacher to teach him."
"It's very simple, don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to, don't say what you shouldn't say, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask. You have to keep these three rules in mind. If you make one mistake, I will kill you and abolish your cultivation.
"When Mo Changjun said this, there was a cold light in his eyes.
Faced with such a brutal threat, Fang Sheng nodded shamelessly and smiled: "Master, please don't worry. I'm just like your smart-mouthed starling. How do you instruct me? How do I do it? How do you tell me what to do?"
explain."
When Mo Changjun heard Fang Sheng's words, he was suddenly startled, and then burst out laughing, but secretly said in his heart: "Fang Lingtian, Fang Lingtian, I never thought that your descendant would be a spineless coward. His character is terrible.
It really doesn’t look like you at all. Haha, if you are still alive, I really want you to see how the descendants of the dignified Fang Lingtian flatter me, Mo Changjun!"
Mo Changjun laughed and hurried towards his residence.
Fang Sheng looked at Mo Changjun's back and chuckled in agreement, but that smile gradually became extremely ferocious and fierce.
Fang Sheng has the mouth of a starling, but he has the heart of a vulture. A clever mouth that can sweet-talk and compromise, and a vicious heart that can eat his flesh and drink his blood.