Chapter 13: Disciple, come to cultivate immortals 13
What Miss Ling, it turns out that she is an elder-level person. He doesn't know it yet, and he wants to put it on the same line. How ridiculous he is.
But when Elder Huang attacked him just now, she stopped her. Was it to save Qiankunmen's face, or...to prevent him from getting hurt?
Feng Jue's heart regained its vitality. In any case, it was enough to see her before leaving.
The sect master accepted Qi Yuan as a closed disciple, and all of them would not accept any more disciples, and the four elders of Tiandi Xuanhuang were bound to win over Mu Lin.
First, everyone chose the more outstanding old disciples, but Ling Qingxuan didn't say anything, as if he didn't want to choose an apprentice.
In another round, Elder Tian pointed at Mu Lin, "What's your name?"
Elder Huang didn't read the list, so they didn't know Mu Lin's name yet.
But seeing Elder Tian's posture, he just wanted to choose him.
"I'm going to Mu Lin." Mu Lin saluted.
With good character and good talent, the elder Tian touched his long beard, "Would you like to worship under the name of this seat?"
Just as he spoke, Elder Huang said, "Every time we choose disciples, we start with Elder Tian. Why don't we change the order this time? Mu Lin, do you want to worship here?"
The two elders blatantly grabbed people, and although they didn't make a move, they could feel the smoke of gunpowder in the air.
[Host, you see how pitiful the villain is, why don't you give him a chair to sit on? 】
Why haven't I seen you feel sorry for your host?
Ling Qingxuan stared at the scattered clouds in a daze without squinting, her expression extremely serious.
This apprenticeship conference is so troublesome.
Just go right away.
【Host, did you just leave the villain like this? The villains will become demons! 】
Can you get a good impression like being a demon?
ZZ was speechless and choked, blue and thin.
Qi Yuan's side had already figured out Mu Lin's situation. It turned out that she had really recognized the wrong person before. Fortunately, the unknown junior knew well and didn't tell herself, otherwise she would be the one who would be embarrassed.
Mu Lin's talent is high, and they will be able to stabilize their relationship after receiving the words of his uncle. Qi Yuan whispered to Qi Qinzi to let him accept Mu Lin, but the rules are the rules, how can they be broken, Qi Qinzi did not agree.
Qi Yuan can only hope that Mu Lin, the elder Tian who loves her more, will earn her name.
In the beginning, two elders were fighting, and then they became four elders. You said your own words and said your advantages. It is not a loss for the male protagonist to win the competition.
Ling Qingxuan interrupted them, "Why don't you let him choose?"
The arguing is endless, and people who are almost a thousand years old together, can't they learn to be quiet like her?
The four glared at Ling Qingxuan, looked at Mu Lin, and decided to let him choose.
Mu Lin first thanked the elders for their love, and then looked at Ling Qingxuan with a smile.
ZZ, what is he smiling at me, the dried fruit pomace that I ate today got on my face?
ZZ: …
"Mu Lin wants to worship under the name of Elder Ling, is Elder Ling willing to accept Mu Lin as his apprentice?"
Here comes the drama.
The scene fell into silence, and even the sound of hair falling to the ground was clearly audible. The four elders were trembling. They didn't want them to fight for so long, but they chose Ling Qingxuan who had no sense of existence!
Feng Jue bit her lower lip and finally couldn't help looking over.
Being stared at by hundreds of pairs of eyes, Ling Qingxuan shook her head calmly, "The disciple appointed by this seat is not you."
Mu Lin was rejected. Although he didn't know what to do, he politely asked, "That's..."
Under the watchful eyes of all, the slender and beautiful fingers pointed to the place where a person was standing.
"Feng Jue, the closed disciple of this seat."