Li Zijun looked at the tall and familiar mountain gate in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief.
In this life, have you finally come here again?
The sun shone warmly, brushing against her body and illuminating her face like jade, which could be broken by the blow.
The extremely delicate shadow trailed behind itself, falling half into the snow and half into the bluestone.
The corners of her slightly curved mouth seem to always have half a smile on them, and the gentle smile is like a gentle breeze, touching people's hearts.
He looked gently into the distance, and then he saw that familiar figure looking at him from a distance, with Senior Sister Xiao beside him.
"Master, I see you again..."
As soon as this Confucian Li Zijun appeared, Su Bei immediately went to check the woman's luck.
The result instantly shocked Su Bei!
Red, red luck, this son of good luck named Li Zijun!
If he were to be his apprentice, wouldn't it be...
Thinking of this, Su Bei gently shook his head and sighed.
Li Zijun is not like Xiao Ruoqing or Mo Li. Not only is she from the ancient Nanfeng Kingdom, but her father is a Confucian sage who is famous throughout the twenty-one states. How can such a woman follow him to practice?
How is it possible to become one's own disciple? It's simply unimaginable.
...
I don’t know how long it took, but the disciples of the Sword Sect finally became silent.
The Paiyun Hall that Jian Zong had already arranged was filled with people, so densely packed that at first glance it was crowded and noisy.
An auditorium has already been set up in the middle of the hall, surrounded by countless young talents from the twenty-one continents.
The layers are like floating clouds. When the lamp is turned on, the whole hall is filled with red clouds.
Mountains of dazzling food, fine wine, and music.
Finally, Xi Qingyi, dressed in a big red robe and with a smile on his face, walked up, looked at the guests from the twenty-one states who came to attend the sect ceremony, and laughed loudly:
"Xi Mou, thank you very much for coming here to attend my 800th birthday banquet!"
“Let’s all drink and drink freely today, and we won’t go home until we’re drunk!”
"..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple of the Sword Sect started beating the big drum.
Dong dong dong——
The sound resounded throughout the hall!
Wenren Pingxin and others, together with the elders of the sects, were sitting right in front of the martial arts stage. From this position, they could see the entire martial arts stage clearly.
As soon as the drum beat fell, all kinds of discussions could be heard.
Then he saw a disciple rushing onto the martial arts stage in an instant.
Then he hit the big drum hard and said loudly:
"Yanyang Valley, Wu Shijun, early stage of Golden Elixir, please give me some advice!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, the crowd instantly burst into discussion.
"Yanyang Sect Wu Shijun? I know that this sect can be regarded as the top 211 in the twenty-one states. Even compared with the low-ranking 985, it is still far behind..."
"I have heard of this man. It is said that he is the most outstanding disciple of the Yanyang Sect. He held a Yanyang knife and single-handedly chopped down more than three hundred flame spirits in Yangu!"
"He is only in his twenties now, right? He has already cultivated the golden elixir in just a few years?"
"This kid is so scary!"
Wu Shijun just stood on top, giving people a feeling of not being angry and in danger. Then he saw another person rushing up from the crowd below, holding a bright silver spear and wearing a warrior uniform, and said loudly:
"Beifengmen, Lin Potian, in the early stage of Jindan, please give me some advice!"
The fight in the ring is about to break out in an instant!
At this time, the queen of Dongfeng Ancient Kingdom was sitting next to Wenren Pingxin. Looking at the scene in front of her, she looked around for a while and said with a hint of curiosity in her eyes:
"Elder Wenren, I heard that your sect has an elder named Su?"
"Even wearing the Qingping Sword, the most precious treasure of the Sword Sect?"
"It is said that this person is excellent in both talent and cultivation..."
Before Lin Jinyu finished speaking, Luo Ritian, who was not far away, burst into laughter and said without any concealment:
"Queen Lin is talking about Elder Su of the Sword Sect, right?"
"This person does have some talents, but his cultivation is... hahaha."
Wenren Pingxin frowned slightly, glanced at Luo Ritian, and then said calmly:
"Queen Lin, our Sword Sect does have an elder named Su named Su Bei. He does have some talents, but his cultivation is not as high as the Queen thought..."
Lin Jinyu raised her eyebrows and said:
"Then don't you know who is Elder Su?"
Wenren Pingxin looked around, then his eyes lit up and he pointed towards a corner.
Following Wen Renping's guidance, Lin Jinyu soon discovered the man in the corner.
Wearing a white gown with a moon crown, her feet are on cloud shoes, and her long hair is gently combed behind her back with a white ribbon.
There was a calm smile on his delicate and handsome face.
He has a temperament as gentle as jade, a simple scabbard tied around his waist, and a chicken drumstick in his hand.
Lin Jinyu looked up and down, her eyebrows furrowed, thoughtfully. In terms of appearance, this guy was indeed good, but that was all. She didn't see anything outstanding about him.
What magic power does this man have that makes the emperor so obsessed with him?
However... as an elder, he hangs around like a disciple. People with this kind of mentality are rare.
...
Su Bei took a bite of the chicken leg, and Muziyao watched the fight on the ring with interest. Then he stuffed the chicken leg in his hand into Xiao Ruoqing's mouth, chewed it and said:
"Try it, this chicken is very fragrant!"
Xiao Ruoqing frowned and looked at the chicken covered with Su Bei's saliva. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, took a deep breath, and took a bite.
Who made him his master?
Su Bei found a higher place, sat cross-legged on it, and stared at the fight below without blinking, and said leisurely:
"Disciple, guess who of the two in the ring will win?"
Xiao Ruoqing observed carefully for a while, pursed her lips and replied:
"Returning to Master, my disciple thinks that Wu Shizun should be victorious. Although this person seems to be at a disadvantage temporarily in the face of Lin Potian's offensive, he is actually avoiding its sharp edges and is able to do so with ease. Once the frequency of Lin Potian's attacks decreases,
Come down, it’s time for Wu Shizun to counterattack..."
Su Bei looked at his prodigal apprentice in disbelief. He didn't expect that she could see so clearly?
As expected of an innate Taoist body, he was born a seedling of cultivation.
Even the details of the battle can be seen more clearly than ordinary people.
As expected, Lin Potian seemed to have shriveled up within a few seconds because he stabbed it too fast. In an instant, Wu Shizun caught the flaw and chopped it off with a single blow.
This kind of competition in the ring is all about hitting the point, but even if you are really hurt, no one will say anything, as long as your life is not hurt.
Wu Shizun swung the sledgehammer again with a wild look on his face, banged the drum fiercely, and screamed with his eyes wide open:
"Who else?"
"Arrogant! Sword Sect, the Four Little Sword Masters, Xu Bubai, who is in the early stage of the Golden Core, come here to ask for advice!"
"..."
Seeing the disciples of the Sword Sect appear on the stage, Su Bei also became interested. Just as he was about to give a detailed explanation to his disciple, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind him.
Then a cold voice came from behind him:
"Elder Su, this is my farewell to Mo City. It's been a long time!"
Su Bei raised his head and looked at Mo Li, who was dressed in a moon-colored brocade robe, with a soft white slender neck exposed, silver hair tied in a ponytail, and cherry-red lips, and subconsciously moved to the side.
haven't seen you for a long time?
Only a few days? What does this ancestor want to do?
Mo Li squinted at Su Bei's subconscious movements, and then crossed his legs next to Su Bei. He glanced at Xiao Ruoqing who seemed to be watching the fight with all his attention, and said with a faint smile:
"Elder Su, Mo Li and his father came to Jianzong this time, firstly to observe the ceremony, and secondly to become a disciple..."
Su Bei turned back to look at Mo Li, looked at her silver pupils, and said with some confusion:
"Apprenticeship? Aren't you going to recruit new ones after a while? Are you planning to join the sect after recruiting new ones?"
Mo Li smiled faintly, with a hint of deep meaning at the corner of his mouth:
"A month earlier might have changed a lot of things..."
"..."
"Becoming a disciple? Becoming a disciple of the Sword Sect is a good thing! I just don't know who Miss Mo plans to be a disciple of?"
Xiao Ruoqing, who was on the side, appeared to be watching the competition seriously, but in fact, her ears had been raised and she was listening to the conversation between the two word by word.
Then when he heard Su Bei's words, his little hands clenched tightly in an instant.
But there are some doubts in my heart.
Strange? Why does this junior sister want to become a disciple of the Sword Sect at this time?
Wasn't it after the enrollment in the previous life? Could it be that because of my little butterfly, the future direction was all messed up?
Do you really want her to become a disciple of Su Bei?
She had tried every means to prevent him from becoming a disciple of Su Bei before, but now she also didn't want her to become a disciple of Su Bei. Although the idea was the same, the purpose was completely different.
"My father wants Mo Li to become the master of Elder Xi."
Mo Li did not hesitate and told Su Bei very straightforwardly.
Su Bei nodded, not having any thoughts in his heart, but he just felt a little bit of a pity. After all, he was a disciple of Big Red Luck. It would be a pity that he could not become his master...
However, Mo Li didn't seem to have finished speaking. His cold eyes looked at Su Bei, and then a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"However, Mo Li wants to become Elder Su's disciple!"
Listening to these words, Su Bei felt a chill on his back.
Mo Li looked at Su Bei who seemed to be a little restless, licked his red lips gently, and then, under Su Bei's incredible gaze, he gently approached his ear.
The intoxicating body fragrance went straight into Su Bei's nose. Even though Su Bei was calm, he only felt that his mind was agitated, and some DNA in his body seemed to become active in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, I felt a burst of moisture at the tip of my ears, and my whole body suddenly felt numb.
"Has Elder Su seen the gift from Mo Li?"
Su Bei seemed to feel pain coming from his ear. This woman actually bit her ear!
Turning around, I looked at the impeccable face in front of me, with green eyebrows, charming eyes, cherry lips and white teeth...
There is something wrong with this woman! She is definitely not the cold and proud persona I thought she was!
She...definitely has some hidden attributes!
Xiao Ruoqing saw this scene with her peripheral vision and stood up instantly. She felt that the jealousy in her heart was instantly overturned. She coughed heavily and said loudly:
"Master, what do you think of Sword Sect disciple Xu Bubai's chances of winning?"
Mo Li glanced at Xiao Ruoqing with a half-smile, then took out a cup of water that looked like rice soup from the storage ring and said: