I have been given a floating cloud hairpin, how satisfied is Junior Brother Jianyun with this disciple?
Shen Zhimu said: "No need, I have personally chosen my disciple, and I will choose her tomorrow."
Shen Zhimu's fingertips flashed with fairy light, and the paper crane flew away with his words.
At this moment, a group of elders in the Tianzongmen main hall were busy, and the paper crane flew onto Jian Yun's shoulder.
Jian Yun listened carefully to the words inside, and his face instantly became depressed.
"Jianyun, what did Zhimu tell you? You don't look very good."
"Senior Brother... I don't want to worry about Senior Brother Shen anymore. His standard for accepting disciples is one in a million. I finally found him but he didn't want me anymore. Hey, it seems I can only accept that disciple tomorrow. "
Wearing a floating cloud hairpin is the designated candidate, and the other immortal elders who select disciples all know that they will definitely avoid that disciple.
Jian Yun thought it was okay, so he just accepted one more disciple.
With great wealth and exquisite appearance, he is such a good disciple. Senior Brother Shen doesn't want to give it up.
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Early on the next morning, the entire Tianzong Sect was in a state of excitement. Hundreds of new disciples dressed in white stood outside the empty hall.
Although they are all uniformly dressed in white, the patterns on the clothes worn by the disciples who have already become masters are different.
The clothes of immortal masters and elders are even more different.
Nan Qing, wearing a floating cloud hairpin on his head, slowly followed the crowd and stood in line.
When they were having porridge in the morning, some of the disciples who were starting to see the hairpin on Nan Qing's head smiled knowingly at her. Nan Qing became even more sure of the usefulness of the hairpin on her head.
Default decision.
It turns out that Xianmen also plays this trick.
All the disciples lined up and stood up, and then came the boring ritual process, offering sacrifices to heaven, an elder reciting the sect's rules, and then the leader's instructions.
Everyone around him was full of passion, but Nan Qing was about to yawn.
She was busy fishing for Master last night, which caused her to go to bed late. She was really sleepy.
The sun has reached noon, and the apprenticeship ceremony has finally begun.
The new disciples stood still while the immortal masters held willow leaves in their hands and gave them to the disciples they liked.
The elders were all sitting on chairs, all of them looked like Pan An, and the most beautiful one was undoubtedly Elder Shen.
Shen Zhimu sat on the chair without saying a word, wearing white clothes and a jade crown, which attracted the attention of many disciples.
When it came time to select a disciple, Shen Zhimu picked up a willow leaf and stood up to look for the disciple.
Shen Zhimu opened his consciousness and instantly found the young disciple he had chosen last night among the hundreds of disciples.
Shen Zhimu walked over quickly.
Jian Yun immediately planned to accept the female disciple with the floating cloud hairpin, and then choose other disciples.
Nan Qing lowered his head and waited silently for Willow Leaf to appear.
Shen Zhimu and Jianyun went to the same place at the same time.
Jian Yun saw the floating cloud hairpin, and Shen Zhimu saw Nan Nan's face.
Nan Qing felt someone hand him something, and two willow leaves appeared in front of his eyes, the hands of two different men.
Nan Qing raised her head blankly. She looked at the stranger next to her and then at Shen Zhimu.
What's going on?
Nan Qing was suddenly a little worried that Shen Zhimu would try to be humble at this time? No, she must worship him as her teacher.
Nan Qing took the willow leaves from Shen Zhimu: "Master!"
This one is called sweet.
Jian Yun was also stunned, and then laughed: "Is this the disciple that senior brother has chosen?"
Shen Zhimu also noticed that she was wearing a floating cloud hairpin on her head. Was this the disciple that Junior Brother Jianyun had chosen?
Jian Yun sighed and took Liu Ye back: "Since senior brother has accepted her as his disciple, that's all. Treat her well."
Shen Zhimu was now sure that this was really the disciple that Junior Brother Jianyun had chosen. But didn't Junior Brother Jianyun always value the disciple's immortality the most? Nannan's immortality was not very good.
Shen Zhimu nodded slightly: "No need to thank junior brother for accepting the offer, Nannan, this is Senior Uncle Jianyun."
