In the same month of that year, he was the only one of the seven great masters in the Qinglian Sect who had not yet accepted his disciples, and finally accepted his first disciple.
Although the news itself is surprising, it is still good news, and it may be a topic that the disciples of the sect can talk about after tea for three or two days. But that disciple is Mie Canglan, and the whole news has changed its flavor and has become a topic of discussion among the disciples of the Qinglian Sect.
It's as ridiculous as a black joke.
The teacher must obtain the approval of the sect leader before accepting any disciples, and then convene the important disciples in the sect to hold a ceremony of apprenticeship in the Wentian Hall. From then on, the disciples who worship under the teacher are different from other disciples and become the default successors.
, it is possible to ascend to the respected position of Qinglian Sect in the future.
Therefore, it was the disciples of the sect who had dreams every night that this mentor would pass on the number of disciples. Now that mysterious and beautiful person like a celestial being has accepted as a disciple a person recognized by the sect as a waste, and openly announced that he will never accept any more disciples.
This person was the only one who was a closed disciple, and when the news came out, the entire Qinglian Sect was stunned.
The most shocking among them was Mie Canglan himself, and Shen Mingxin who was inexplicably unable to remember the moon phase that year.
Shen Ming had made up his mind to cultivate hard and use up his extraordinary talents so that he could improve his cultivation as soon as possible. No matter what, he wanted to worship the master Yue who had enchanted all living beings. The young man's burning heart had just begun.
When Shen Ming heard such ridiculous news in Dangqi, Shen Ming was shocked and filled with vicious hatred. From then on, he looked at Mie Canglan with a look that made him want to kill.
Mie Canglan himself understands the thoughts of others better, especially Shen Mingxin who clearly writes on his face full of hatred. From the moment he received the message that Yue accepted him as his disciple, to the grand end of the apprenticeship ceremony, Mie Canglan
It was as if he was in a dream, and he was absent-mindedly listening to others' instructions, until Yue's crystal clear smile like a snow girl appeared in front of his eyes and called him his disciple.
As the saying goes, everything will come naturally if things come and go. However, Mie Canglan is naturally cautious and will not be confused by the joy from heaven. He has a secret caution in his heart. But from now on, everything is fine, and all his treatment is consistent with that of the sect.
Other disciples of the re-transmission have also moved to the Qinglian Sect's extraordinary and beautiful place specifically for the disciples of the re-transmission to practice and live, which is Songtaoju on the mountain behind the sect. In the past, Mie Canglan only knew the name of this place, or maybe he could hear it.
The sound of distant bells is as far away from me as the heavenly realm, but now I am in it, just like a big dream.
But this kind of turn of events, Mie Canglan knew clearly that it was not a good thing. His understanding of his useless body was no weaker than that of any bystander. He knew that he was not qualified to be his mentor's direct disciple, and he also had six other talented people.
It is even more ridiculous for an outstanding disciple with extraordinary talents to be treated as equals and to be higher than other disciples. His situation in the Qinglian Sect is even more embarrassing. Every day he sees other people's eyes, they are shot at him like poisonous arrows.
Come. Mie Canglan smiled bitterly to himself. With such a ridiculous turn of events, I don’t know how many people want to eat him up.
As expected, even though Mie Canglan, whose martial arts was completely useless, was admitted to the Moon Seat, his cultivation had not improved at all, and he was still as dull as a mortal. Due to the face of the senior officials in the sect, no one dared to discuss this matter publicly.
, but no one was convinced.
According to the rules of the Qinglian Sect, martial arts competitions among the disciples are held every once in a while. Taoist practice not only focuses on refining Qi and nourishing the breath, but martial arts cannot be ignored. Therefore, everyone who comes from the Qinglian Sect is both Taoist and martial arts.
Proficient, has always been praised by the world.
During the martial arts competition, everyone can participate, but it depends on their ability, so as to test their martial arts cultivation and increase their practical experience. In this kind of scene, the sect leader Tianwu never appears, but he always opens the door somewhere, and is an outsider.
He is a person who looks down on the affairs of the situation, and he has always been so knowledgeable about the affairs of the sect.
In a blink of an eye, the day of martial arts competition came again. Shen Ming was looking forward to this day and had trouble sleeping and eating. He had already made up his mind and just waited for this day to come. The more he looked forward to it, the harder it was to sleep.
The thought came to mind, making his already restless mind even more restless, like boiling water.
"I must let Senior Aunt Nian Yue see who is qualified to join her!" Shen Mingxin suddenly said harshly when she and a group of teenagers who usually followed him were venting their anger in private.
Only then did the young men understand that it turned out that Shen Ming's heart had always been hiding in his heart, which was to become a disciple of that year. But seeing the fierce light in Shen Ming's heart, hatred and expectation mixed together, the handsome young man actually showed
A terrifying look.
Mie Canglan could guess what Shen Mingxin was thinking, but unlike Shen Mingxin, he could not see any obvious wavering like ice. But Mie Canglan felt clear in his heart, and secretly sighed, he had obviously tried his best.
My destiny was to follow all the teachings of that year, but it was beyond human effort to see any improvement at all.
It seems that this day of martial arts competition is more of a disaster than the day of physical examination.
Even so, he was born with diligence and was determined not to miss a single day. On the day of the martial arts competition, Mie Canglan woke up early as usual. He was getting dressed and making his bed when he heard a gentle knock on the door.
As soon as he opened the door, the newly dawned sky light flowed in like mist. The green and white clothes of the person outside were almost the same color as the sky light. Mie Canglan almost missed him. After calming down, he nodded and said, "Senior Brother Dong Ning."
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