On the third day after the competition to select true disciples, Xiao Yi received bad news.
Xiao Yi immediately rushed to the courtyard of a small palace and happened to see a white-haired, kind-faced old man packing his luggage.
When Xiao Yi saw the big and small bags, four words came to mind, that is, pack up and leave.
"Master, what are you doing?" Xiao Yi looked at his mentor Lei Jiu who was sorting things, feeling a little confused.
When Lei Jiu saw Xiao Yi coming, he forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm tired of living here and it's just a good time to change my environment."
After hearing this, Xiao Yi felt guilty and self-blame in his heart. He lowered his head and apologized like a child who had done something wrong: "It's because I am an incompetent disciple and did not become a true disciple, which has embarrassed you, the old man." Lei Jiu smiled slightly, looked at Xiao Yi with soft eyes, patted Xiao Yi's shoulder again, and comforted: "Don't think too much, this is your own problem as a teacher, for more than thirty years
Come on, my teacher has not cultivated a true disciple. They think I am not suitable to teach others anymore, so they asked me to go to a place that is more suitable for me."
"No, it's my fault. If I hadn't taken that task without authorization, I wouldn't have encountered a strong enemy, wouldn't have been frustrated, and my whole body of cultivation wouldn't have been destroyed by the enemy. So this time it must be me in the ring
Win a great victory and become a true disciple, and you, master, don’t have to..." Xiao Yi became more and more excited as he spoke, and tears of regret almost fell.
Just when Xiao Yi was about to continue speaking, he saw Lei Jiu waving his hand at him, signaling him to stop talking.
Xiao Yi felt even more uncomfortable when he saw his mentor Lei Jiu packing his things silently.
Originally, Xiao Yi was a disciple with great potential. He was favored by many seniors in the sect, who also cultivated him and entrusted him with important tasks. Even if he could not become a true disciple, he would not be far behind.
However, fate is not as good as fate. Xiao Yi encountered a powerful enemy during a mission. His ten years of hard training were ruined, and he also lost all his memory. He no longer knew who he was.
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At that time, many people thought it was a miracle that Xiao Yi could survive such a serious injury.
Fortunately, neither his mentor Lei Jiu nor his friend Jiang Qi gave up on Xiao Yi. They took good care of Xiao Yi and helped Xiao Yi adapt to life after amnesia.
Although Xiao Yi lost all his memories, he was very grateful to his mentor Lei Jiu, and he also knew one thing from others. That is, if there were no accidents, he should stand on the ring and compete for the position of true disciple with his proud strength.
, strive for glory for himself and his mentor Lei Jiu.
Originally, Xiao Yi was in a state where he had just recovered from a serious injury, so it was not suitable for him to compete in the ring again.
But once in a while, he saw his mentor Lei Jiu's sad face and exhausted appearance, and he knew how much his mentor had high hopes for him.
Xiao Yi knew better that this competition for quotas was of great significance to Lei Jiu, who had not cultivated a true disciple for thirty years.
Therefore, Xiao Yi, whose cultivation had been abolished, had been training hard for half a year, and stood on the stage regardless of his own abilities, not for himself, but for his mentor. He wanted to give it a try.
It is a pity that the cruel reality is that Xiao Yi lost so completely that the sect lost patience with Lei Jiu.
Lei Jiu no longer has the face to continue occupying a palace, so he is not qualified to continue teaching his disciples.
"Come on, help me move things together." Lei Jiu stuffed a lot of things into Xiao Yi's hands. Xiao Yi accepted them silently, with a sore nose.
Lei Jiu comforted Xiao Yi: "Okay, don't cry anymore. The sky hasn't fallen yet. You are still my disciple. At least you are the best one I have taught."
Hearing Lei Jiu's affirmation of himself, Xiao Yi felt even more ashamed of his mentor.
When the master and apprentice were carrying their things and were about to leave, four people walked towards them.
One of them is also a prominent figure in Wan Lei Tian Clan, named Lei Jue.
As soon as Lei Jue arrived, he said with a hint of sympathy: "Senior Brother Lei Jiu, I heard that you are moving out, and this palace just happens to be freed up for me to use. But don't hate me, this is the arrangement of the deputy sect master." Lei Jiu replied calmly: "No way, I am the one who failed to live up to my expectations. I can't blame anyone else. Unlike you, I have trained several true disciples. You are really amazing."
After finishing speaking, Lei Jiu took a good look at the three young men behind Lei Jue. They were all true disciples, with blazing eyes and majestic weapons. They completely outshone Xiao Yi.
It only took Lei Jue twenty years to cultivate eight true disciples. He is currently the one who has cultivated the most true disciples among the Wan Lei Tianmen.
In contrast, Lei Jiu spent thirty years and failed to cultivate even a single true disciple.
It was not easy for Lei Jiu to meet someone as talented as Xiao Yi. He didn't expect that something like that would happen to Xiao Yi. His luck was really bad.
"Brother, I heard that the deputy sect master asked you to manage the backyard kitchen. That's simply overkill. Don't worry, I will help you to beg for mercy." After saying that, Lei Jue looked regretful, as if he really thought about Lei Jiu.
, but it feels a bit pretentious.
But after hearing this, Xiao Yi's heart skipped a beat. Why should his mentor Lei Jiu manage the miscellaneous disciples in the kitchen? That would be equivalent to never giving Lei Jiu a chance again.
In Wan Lei Tianmen, disciples are divided into three levels. The most talented ones are selected as true disciples, those with average talents are ordinary disciples, and those with terrible talents can only work as handymen, that is, handyman disciples.
Let Lei Jiu manage the kitchen. With the level of those handyman disciples, how could Lei Jiu train a true disciple to prove himself?
"Okay, Senior Brother Lei Jiu, I won't send you away. The deputy sect leader asked me to take over this place. If you don't mind, I'll go in and have a look." After saying that, Lei Jue went without Lei Jiu's consent.
He led three disciples into the palace that originally belonged to Lei Jiu.
In response to this, Lei Jiu just sighed, actually feeling very aggrieved.
But now, Lei Jiu is powerless and can only take the things and leave obediently.
Xiao Yi followed Lei Jiu all the way, looking at the lonely figure, every step he took was a little difficult.
Xiao Yi lowered his head, gritted his teeth secretly, held back tears, and felt uncomfortable inside.
The master and the apprentice arrived at the backyard kitchen one after another, and happened to see the handyman in the kitchen busy.
One of the friends, Jiang Qi, was surprised and happy when he saw them coming, and immediately ran to greet them: "You guys are all big and small, this is..."
Lei Jiu's expression was a little solemn. He didn't answer and just walked past Jiang Qi.
Under the surprised eyes of the kitchen busboys, Lei Jiu walked towards one of the largest houses, where he would live from now on.
"What on earth is going on?" Jiang Qi asked Xiao Yi, but saw Xiao Yi's helpless expression.
Jiang Qi thought about it carefully, and then he figured out that the master and apprentice were abandoned by the sect and transferred to the backyard kitchen.
At this time, Lei Jiu walked into the house. He grabbed the door and without turning around, said lightly: "Xiao Yi, don't worry, it's not so easy for me to be a teacher. I won't give up so easily."
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After saying that, Lei Jiu closed the door and locked himself in the room.
"This..." Jiang Qi scratched his head, feeling that from now on Lei Jiu would be in charge of them, and life would not be as easy as before.
As a disciple, Xiao Yi really wanted to fight for Lei Jiu, but since he was seriously injured and his cultivation was abolished, his meridians were also damaged, and he could no longer make a difference.
So Xiao Yi put his hope on Jiang Qi, which made Jiang Qi look confused and asked: "Why are you looking at me like this? Do you want to take advantage of my body?"
Xiao Yi smiled, hurriedly leaned towards Jiang Qi, and hugged Jiang Qi, very enthusiastically: "Brother, although I have lost my memory and can't remember how good our relationship was before, but during the time when I was seriously injured and recuperating,
You have taken good care of me, and I am very grateful to you, so I want to repay you."
After hearing this, Jiang Qi narrowed his eyes and looked suspicious: "In your current situation, I don't need to say more. How do you plan to repay me?"
Xiao Yi immediately put on a loyal look: "I plan to ask the master to officially accept you as a disciple. We will do our best to train you and make you a true disciple to gain reputation for us."
"What!" Jiang Qi immediately refused. Let's not talk about his talent, but training is too hard, and he is also very lazy.
How could Xiao Yi give up and continue to follow the temptation, telling Jiang Qi that some people may seem to have no talent, but once they realize it, they know everything about everything, and their cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and they have won a beautiful wife, and they have reached the pinnacle of life.
From now on, the impossible will become possible, and you, Jiang Qi, are the one who can create miracles.
"I'm sorry, I'm just a simple person. Please don't place your hopes on me." How could Jiang Qi fall for the bait so easily? He wanted to run, but Xiao Yi grabbed him tightly around his neck.
Xiao Yi refused to give up, no matter how hard he said it, but Jiang Qi, who knew how much he weighed, just refused to do it.
Just as Xiao Yi and Jiang Qi continued to fight, suddenly another person came to the backyard of the kitchen.
His stern face and solemn eyes are full of the aura of keeping strangers away. His walking movements reveal a killing intent, which makes people feel that they are not easy to deal with, so it is best to stay away.
Jiang Qi's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it. He couldn't help but said: "What day is it today? This guy was also driven to our backyard kitchen."
The guy with a cold expression ignored everyone. He chose an empty room, walked in, and closed the door, as if to isolate himself from the world, but no one dared to say a word.
Because Xiao Yi lost his memory, he didn't know the origin of this person, but he felt that this person was not simple, so he asked about it.
Jiang Qi told Xiao Yi the origin of this person. His name was Jing Yihan. It was said that he was a weirdo. Although he was extremely talented, his personality and temper were really unbearable to the masters who taught him.
Jiang Qi guessed that no one wanted to continue being his master, Jing Yihan, so he was given up and transferred to the backyard kitchen.
After knowing the details of this weirdo, Xiao Yi's eyes lit up and he showed a very interested expression, thinking that he could give this person a try.
Under the current situation, Xiao Yi's meridians are damaged and it is difficult to achieve anything in his practice.
Jiang Qi's talent is terrible and he is lazy. He can't count on having food and sleep.
But this Jing Yihan is different. He is definitely talented and worth cultivating, but his character and temperament are a bit difficult to get along with. In short, no one is perfect.
No, it is far from enough. In Xiao Yi’s heart, what he wants to build is an indestructible and invincible powerful team.