Chapter 7 How to do a good job with you silverfish!
Chapter 7 How to do it right with you guys, a bunch of silverfish!
"The blessing, the blessing is just gone, the way to become an immortal is just gone."
When Zhang Fei
Only when his hand touched the mud was it held by a hand.
Song Yin looked at Jin Guang with concern: "Master, what are you doing?"
Jin Guang turned his head blankly and stared at Song Yin for a while, then suddenly trembled.
"No, it's okay. I suddenly feel a little tired. Please leave me alone, please."
Looking carefully, there was a layer of mist in Jin Guang's eyes.
But Song Yin acted as if he didn't see it. He grabbed Jin Guang's hand and said seriously: "Master, you also agree that I will be the senior brother. Then I have a few words to say to the junior brothers, okay?"
"Okay, it's okay, you can do whatever you want."
Jin Guang just stared at the mud, his tone a little hopeful.
"Yes, yes, all lined up, all lined up!"
The dozen or so disciples, as if they had received some kind of training, quickly stood up in three rows, square and neat.
Song Yin's eyes were firm: "As a righteous person, you can't bring shame to the Jinxian Sect, and you can't ruin the reputation of my Jinxian Sect. From today on, as senior brother, I will urge you to change. How can you save the world if you don't save this house? If you don’t sweep away the dust, how can you sweep the world away?! Starting today.”
This place is not only run-down but also dirty.
Zhang Feixuan didn't think about whether he could break the Taoist Heart or not. He only knew that if the secret was exposed, they and the others would have to live with the puddle of meat that was taken away by the master.
Snap!
Song Yin slapped his chest fiercely, his eyes filled with tears.
You can call him stupid, he must be stupid.
Zhang Feixuan fell behind Song Yin, fanning frantically towards Song Yin with the folding fan in his hand, groveling like a dog's leg.
As he spoke, he paused and paid attention to everyone's expressions.
In February under the mountain, to remove the turbidity, the master also took good care of him and patiently explained it. Can it be summed up by just a sentence of "the talent of a great immortal"?
After being impassioned for a long time, this is the result?
I saw him glaring angrily at the disciples outside the hall and shouting with great vigor. Especially Zhang Feixuan, who was in the lead, was shaken by the drink and subconsciously stood up straight.
He was scared to death. The puddle of mud next to the statue had made it clear that if he disobeyed this evil man, he would probably have to stay with him.
"Junior brother, do you have any different opinions?" Song Yin looked over.
"Our Jinxian Sect is a righteous sect or an alchemy sect. The master often tells me that all of us in the Jinxian Sect have the heart to eliminate demons, defend the way, and help the world. I believe that everyone who can follow the master must have the same idea. .”
The disciples standing upright in the square looked at each other one by one, and they all fell into sluggishness and confusion.
Zhang Feixuan immediately ran to the front of the team, clasped his hands on the outside of his thighs without leaving any gaps, and stood like a javelin. He didn't know who he learned this from.
Song Yin's eyes showed disappointment, and he cheered up again, and continued: "Don't think that I am belittling you at will. The "Golden Immortal Great Pill Jue" has the method of holding Qi. I see that your Qi is loose and your steps are vain. A decent one, this sect is broken, and you don’t want to maintain it, but!”
Song Yin raised his arms and shouted: "Clean up! Repair the building!"
"But we."
Song Yin walked to the main hall, looked at the disciples outside the hall, and took a deep breath:
But that's not true.
Thinking of the day when his master descended from the sky and wanted to accept him as his disciple, would it really be possible to tell at that time that he had the qualifications to be a great immortal?
The disciples outside the hall were similar. After shaking their bodies, they all stood upright.
One of the disciples was bold enough to speak, but Zhang Feixuan suddenly glared at him, suppressed his words, and then said loudly: "Senior brother is right!"
Song Yin raised his voice: "Have you ever thought about why the master chose this place? You obviously have no talent, but the master accepted you into the door and taught you carefully for so long. What is this? This is teaching without distinction.
, our Golden Immortal Sect does not judge by talent, but by whether we have the heart to save the world and save others!"
"Stand still!"
"Hey, okay!"
"Junior brother, you also come and stand." Song Yin glanced at him.
If the house is not clean and the buildings are not repaired, it is impossible to recruit good disciples and it is impossible to become famous!
"Big, big cleaning?" Zhang Feixuan was dumbfounded.
Now that he has read "The Great Alchemy of the Golden Immortal" and understood the method of fortune-seeing in it, he understands that it cannot be seen at all, so there is only one truth.
The master is the one who teaches without distinction. Seeing that he was at a loss at that time, he felt pity and wanted to take him under the door wall so that he could have someone to rely on.
This is what Song Yin wanted to do when he entered the mountain gate.
"I know you have some resentment in your heart."
Still no one responded.
But when this fool's strength is so great that you despair, then you don't know who is the fool.
Song Yin glanced at them, nodded, and then said: "Everyone, thanks to your great love, you elect me as the senior brother. As a senior brother, for the sake of the development of the sect, I have to mention a few points."
Song Yin frowned and continued: "The teams are lined up."
Song Yin looked at them and suddenly said: "In less than a day since I joined the sect, two evil spirits have broken into the sect. This shows what the sect is like on weekdays. And you people, to be honest, I can't see it."
Come on you."
But there was no change in the expressions of these disciples, they seemed to be numb.
Song Yin shook his head and continued: "Not to mention the talent of a great immortal that my master personally admits, your talent, from my current point of view, is even worse!"
This guy still believes in Jin Guang. Not only does he believe in it, but he also wants to practice Jin Guang's usual tricks of deception and deception.
"Okay, then I won't disturb the master from studying this evil way."
"And you are too lazy to talk about it, but you don't even have the courage to encounter the evil way. If I hadn't happened to enter the mountain gate, how much damage would have been caused? If you continue to be ignorant, how can you do the right way?! You have to change! This
They all have to change! Master pities you and loves you, but things still need to be done! It’s hard for Master to say, but I, the senior brother, can tell you!"
Although he didn't know what old man Jin Guang had lured into the sect, he was certain of one thing.
Song Yin nodded and let go of Jin Guang's hand. The latter immediately picked up the mud and quickly returned to the alchemy room with the mud. Then a stone wall appeared out of thin air at the door of the alchemy room, sealing it shut.
And these disciples don’t know how they spend their whole day. As a righteous sect, no matter how small it is, they must have an upright demeanor.
He had a great impression of this humble fellow disciple who was the first to say, "There is no order of truth."
Although he is dressed in flashy clothes, he has a kind heart and is a very nice person.
"No, no."
Zhang Feixuan said dryly, "I firmly support senior brother's call!"