"Senior Brother Long, how are you? I think something is wrong with you, and I am of low moral character, so I can only kick you away in desperation. Don't blame me."
Although Ling Qianren spoke seriously, with that mean smile, anyone could tell that he had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and Ling Qianren actually embarrassed Long Yanpo in front of so many new disciples, as did the other head teachers.
Sighing secretly.
"These two people started fighting each other when they met, and it seems inevitable that they will start fighting again."
Long Yanpo gasped for breath. He raised his head and looked at Ling Qianren. Even when the more than 20 disciples who had just entered the school thought that the two of them were going to fight, he actually cupped his fists and raised his hands to Ling Qianren and thanked him: "Thank you, Junior Brother Ling."
save."
As soon as these words came out, not only the other headmasters and these new disciples stared with big eyes, but even Ling Qianren was frightened and took a few steps back. He even felt that he had been kicked by Long Yan.
Silly.
"No, thank you, me." This unexpected ending made Ling Qianren not know what to answer for a moment. He was afraid that Long Yanpo would dig a hole for him and wait for him to jump back. This time, Ling Qianren really misunderstood Long Yanpo.
. Long Yanpo really thanked Ling Qianren from the bottom of his heart. Without him, his nearly one hundred years of cultivation would have been destroyed.
And this scene once again made everyone focus on Ning Feng, because this incredible scene was all caused by this boy.
Long Yanpo stood up and looked at Ning Feng. Suddenly he waved his hand and a soundproof barrier isolated the other new disciples: "Ning Feng, does your spiritual root have the effect of absorbing spiritual power?"
Ning Feng became even more panicked at this time. All he could hear was what his father and Lao Li were saying eight hundred times a day: "Don't let others know that your spiritual roots can absorb spiritual power."
"me."
Seeing Ning Feng squeaking, how could several experienced masters not understand the truth? Their eyes suddenly glowed with surprise, but in Ning Feng's eyes, these lights were like wild beasts.
Discover what delicious food looks like.
The next moment, Long Yanpo was the first to rush to Ning Feng and said: "Ning Feng, are you willing to join my fire system? In Liuyun Sect, my fire system has the most disciples and the most resources allocated.
, if you want, I can give you the treatment of a direct disciple."
Hearing this, Ling Qianren immediately stopped and said angrily: "Old Long, damn it! Ning Feng has already worshiped me as his disciple, and you still dare to poach me! I saved you just now!"
However, Long Yanpo said in a serious and shameless manner: "One code equals one code. Moreover, according to Liuyun Sect's rules, all five of us have the right to recruit new disciples, but it still depends on their own wishes."
"Are you ashamed? I just said that this disciple belongs to me!" Ling Qianren cursed. He was keeping an eye on Long Yanpo, but the other three masters took advantage of him.
"Little friend Ning Feng, I am the master of the wind system, Yi Yunzong. I heard that your spiritual roots have no attributes, but it doesn't matter. The wind system does not have high requirements for spiritual root attributes, and some of my self-created moves are not
If you need the attributes of spiritual roots, joining my lineage may be the most suitable for you."
"You're poking fun at me too! Is what Senior Sister said just now a fart?" Ling Qianren became even more angry when he heard this, but he was on guard against Long Yanpo being unable to separate himself and try to stop Yi Yunzhen.
"Junior Brother Ling, this is your fault. I only said you should accept this apprentice, but I didn't say I wouldn't snatch him from you." This time it was Yue Wanzhi who spoke.
"You!" Ling Qianren was so angry that his face turned red, but he did not curse like he did to others.
However, Yue Wanzhi ignored Ling Qianren and said to Ning Feng: "Little brother, even if your spiritual root does not have any attributes now, it does not mean that it will not produce attributes in the future. Your spiritual root has the talent of tree shape.
If you develop attributes in the future, you will have the greatest chance of having wood attributes, so joining my lineage is the most suitable for you."
Among the five headmasters, only Yue Wanrou remained silent. Although she was also very interested in Ning Feng, she didn't know what kind of olive branch she could offer to Ning Feng. Besides, they were all female disciples, so they wanted to recruit a boy.
It's too inappropriate to come here.
As for the other disciples who started with Ning Feng, they didn’t know what was going on, but when they saw all the masters competing for Ning Feng, they all had different thoughts. Some were envious, and some were jealous. Only Huangpu Xun was the most special.
At this moment, he actually felt as if he had sold himself to a good master.
"Little friend Ning Feng, please join my lineage. I can guide you in your cultivation!"
"For the sake of the future, little brother, it's better to join our wood lineage."
"There will only be two places for each headmaster of direct disciples, and I will give you the best."
"Little bastard, you must promise me first!"
"Uh, me." Ning Feng felt that his mind couldn't turn around anymore. This change was too fast. Just a moment ago, he was a target of public criticism, but how could he become a target in the blink of an eye?
"Didn't my father and adoptive father say that we can't expose things that can absorb spiritual power? Why did I become so popular after exposing myself?" Just when Ning Feng felt like he was growing bigger, a cold voice came out.
.
"Everyone, please stop arguing. Since I have agreed to join the disciples of Headmaster Ling before, since I have become a master and disciple, it is most appropriate to practice with Headmaster Ling." The person who spoke was the one whose identity Ning Feng did not know.
A woman.
Hearing this person's voice, several headmasters who were still fighting for Ning Feng took a step back.
"Just follow what Master Xuexian said." After Yi Yunzong finished speaking, he turned around and nodded to the woman. Naturally, the others were not fighting for it.
"Who is this Snow Immortal Master? Do her words carry so much weight?" Ning Feng thought, and couldn't help but look at the woman a few more times. Although the woman was not a beautiful woman, she had a beautiful and elegant appearance matched with the black hair.
Her long and delicate hair is natural. Although she only wears a simple moon-white robe, it is difficult to hide her otherworldly temperament.
"You brat, don't look around!" At this time, Ling Qianren's voice sounded in Ning Feng's ears.
"Master Xuexian's status in Liuyun Sect is second only to Master Liuyun. If you disrespect her, you won't be able to get away with it."
After hearing Ling Qianren's words, Ning Feng didn't dare to look any further, no matter how curious he was, he just kept his head down.
What happens next is that the new disciples listen to the introductory teachings, are told the sect rules, and then begin to apprentice with their favorite master.
Qin Xiuwen became a member of Long Yanpo's fire lineage, Huangpu Xun entered Yiyunzong's wind lineage, and as for the young man who looked familiar to Ning Feng, he was a member of Yue Wanzhi's wood lineage.
One lineage.
There were twenty-eight disciples present, including Ning Feng. Eleven of them chose the fire element, eight were of the wood element, five were of the wind element, and three were of the water element. As for Ling Qianren's earth element, only Ning Feng was the one.
Seeing this result, Ning Feng couldn't help but ask Ling Qianren: "Master, if you call me Lao Ba, don't we only have eight disciples in our lineage?"
After hearing this, Ling Qianren laughed and said: "As expected of me, Ling Qianren's disciple, you are indeed very smart. Yes, you are the eighth disciple of our Qingping Peak!"
Hearing Ling Qianren's words, Ning Feng's eyes widened. He finally understood why Ling Qianren was so determined to accept him as his disciple. In addition to his special spiritual roots, it was probably because the earth lineage really couldn't accept anyone.
Ling Qianren seemed to have noticed Ning Feng's thoughts, and hurriedly said: "Lao Ba, even though there are few people in our earth system, we are all elites. In the thousands of years since the Liuyun Sect was established, our earth system has a total of
More than two hundred disciples."
Ling Qianren introduced patiently, but Ning Feng couldn't listen to a word at this time.
As he followed Ling Qianren to Qingping Peak, Ning Feng's previous depression had long since dissipated. Especially when he thought that he would soon enter the real world of cultivation, every hair in Ning Feng's hair was in a state of excitement as he longed for all this.
"Master, how do we usually practice? Do we sit in meditation under a waterfall, or meditate in an ice cave? I heard that we even swim in the crater of a volcano!"
Ning Feng kept asking questions, but Ling Qianren mostly used dry coughs to avoid them. When he was annoyed by the questions, he would use the sentence "You will understand when you get there".
"Ahead is Qingping Peak." After Ling Qianren finished speaking, Ning Feng could no longer suppress his inner excitement and rushed forward first.
But before he ran far, Ning Feng was frozen in place as if he had been hit by a petrification spell, because the scene in front of him completely shocked him. The scene Ning Feng saw at this moment changed his view of the world of cultivation.
The fantasy was crushed to pieces. If Ning Feng were to evaluate this place, there is only one word that is most appropriate, that is: market!
Yes, it’s the market!
There were four stalls set up in front of Ning Feng. Each stall held a banner with slogans such as pure handicrafts, eight-year-old shop, and 20% off the entire store. The stall owners were shouting loudly.
One after another, they are scrambling to sell their products to only two or three customers.
Ning Feng scanned around these stalls. Most of the stalls sold here were jewelry, clay sculptures, ceramics, stone carvings and other handicrafts. Each one seemed to be carefully crafted, but they lacked charm and were definitely not made by famous people.
After some criticism, Ning Feng suddenly slapped his forehead and suddenly realized: "That's not right, am I not here to practice?"
Ning Feng looked back at Ling Qianren, who was walking slowly. He now seriously suspected that the master he had just recognized had taken him to the wrong place. Unfortunately, this lucky mentality was shattered by each voice before it could grow up.
"Master, you are back!"
"Master, business is good today!"
After seeing Ling Qianren, the stall owners greeted him one after another. However, those who were selecting goods were so frightened that they dropped the goods in their hands and left in a hurry when they saw Ling Qianren.
Ling Qianren felt that Ning Feng Zheng was looking at him with a strange look, and his expression became even more embarrassed. He coughed quickly and scolded the four stall owners: "What are you bastards doing!"
"Oh, Master, please stop pretending when everyone is gone. Why did you come back so early today? Didn't you agree to wait until the new boys come over before you come back? We will make thousands less when you come back.