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No matter how, the great elders monks of the Vientiane Sect have different thoughts on the clouds at this moment.
Just talking about Lin Qingya, listening to his little junior sister bragging about his own maintenance and bragging, even if being touted like this in public will make people look up, but he doesn't feel ashamed at all.
On the contrary, I still feel a softness in my heart.
He looked at the little guy who seriously thought he was okay, and tried to support him unconditionally at this moment.
Of course, there are also real teacher who have changed their attitude towards him.
Since they all agree with him, obviously, Lin Qingya is not ready to let them down.
Perhaps in the past he was not interested in taking on heavy responsibilities, and indifferently wanted to be alone.
But now, he wants to take on more.
He walked out from the side of Immortal Monarch Guangling, standing on the cloud, with an elegant figure, his blue clothes flying over, and a slight salute to the elders of the sect.
Calm and graceful, as graceful as an immortal.
Truly an excellent young man.
The elders present responded slightly no matter what they were thinking.
The fox cub stood behind her second senior brother and scratches her head. For some reason, when she saw the scene in front of her, her eyes were sore and she felt extremely happy.
She didn't know how to express her mood, which a cub fox didn't know how to express.
But, just... She held her tail and said blankly to the smiling Qing Jun,
"Second Senior Brother, I am happy."
Her fluffy fox ears trembled twice.
Lin Qingya couldn't help laughing, her heart was soft, he leaned over and hugged this little guy who was not so smart... not so complicated, but her heart was pure and pure, he shook, and said softly, "I understand."
He bowed his head slightly.
The fox cub's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly sent her forehead to the forehead of his second senior brother.
Stick it.
She posted it to the second senior brother, covering her mouth with joy, wagging her tail and laughing.
The clouds were filled with the snickering laughter of a fox cub.
Lin Qingya smiled indulgently.
Guangling Xianjun secretly pouted.
"Qingya, come and see the dispositions of these disciples."
The disciples below had already entered the third round as they spoke.
The third round is a simple environment, simply testing what choices some disciples will make in the environment, testing their xinxing and character.
Those who can reach the third round of testing are basically inner disciples once they enter the sect.
If Lin Qingya really becomes the head of the Vientiane Sect in the future, he must establish his prestige among his inner disciples, and he must also understand the situation of these disciples.
ZhangJiao ZhengRen asked Lin Qingya to stand with him and watch the disciples below in the illusion from a water mirror above the clouds.
Lin Qingya didn't put down his little junior sister, and went to see the water mirror with her in his arms. When he saw the actions of these young monks with superior qualifications who had gone through layers of screening,
Zhizhi wasn't very interested in it. A small yawn, sleepy.
Lin Qingya let her lie on his shoulders and fell asleep.
a cub.
Just need more sleep, in order to grow fat, in order to grow well.
"Headmaster."
Just as Lin Qingya watched how the young monks struggled in the illusion and put a soft cloak on Zhizhi. saw a sudden aura coming from the mountain gate, falling on the clouds, The figure of a sect disciple appeared.
The disciple bowed respectfully to the headmaster, and then said,
"A young cultivator came from outside the mountain gate, saying that he came to worship the mountain gate. It's just..." He said embarrassedly,
"This person's cultivation level is not very big, and it doesn't look like much like here to be a disciple."
This sect disciple obviously couldn't make a decision, so he came to find the headmaster to make a decision. The headmaster asked with doubts,
"What does it mean?"
"That person has already reached the golden elixir stage."
Although the Vientiane Sect has immortal-level powerhouses and many elders, it seems that they are under the Nascent Soul. They all look like ants, but in fact, whether in the Vientiane Sect or in the entire cultivation world, being able to cultivate a golden core is already considered a good combat power.
Among those small sects, Jindan stage cultivators can be called "real people".
Such a cultivator of Jindan period said that he wanted to come to Vientiane Zong to worship the mountain gate, and the master teacher frowned slightly and asked,
"Jindan period to be a disciple? Young? How old is young?"
"Looks like seventeen or eighteen years old. ."
The disciple said hurriedly, "It's not that he looks young, but that the jade swayed in front of him. This person is indeed only seventeen or eighteen years old."
The jade under the mountain gate can not only see the cultivator's roots, but also the bones. The approximate age of a cultivator, so that no one will sneak into a large sect as a disciple by pretending to be young.
He paused for a while, then continued to speak to the real headmaster,
"And he said he still wanted to see you, and said that he had bones to return to the sect."
If he said this before, the real headmaster would not care, he just thought it was a Jindan cultivator. He wanted to take refuge under the big tree of the Vientiane Sect to enjoy the shade but after hearing this, his expression changed slightly, and he thought of a person.
Jiang Hai, a demon hybrid boy who has been rumored a lot in the cultivation world recently.
This young man returned from the Demon Realm, carrying a large package full of skeletons, walking around the cultivation world, returning the bones of the cultivators he knew who fell to the Demon Realm one by one.
For such a young man who can be called affectionate and righteous, his life experience is difficult, and he has even sighed a few times.
He had heard a lot about this young man in the cultivation world.
For example, when the young man returned the monk's bones, he would either retire and leave immediately, or he would kill the monk to avenge the fallen monk... He has a good cultivation base, and as a mixed blood of the demon race, his skin is rough and sturdy... The reason why the demon race It's hard to beat, isn't it just anti-creation?
This mixed-race boy has inherited the powerful body of the Demon Race, as well as the Demon Race's bizarre way of escaping and protecting his life. Ordinary monks have no way to deal with him, and they are very troublesome.
Even if some sect's angry great monks chased him down, they could still be beaten by him and escape with scars.
Therefore, among these sects and families in the cultivation world, quite a few people who were killed by him gritted their teeth at him.
Jiang Hai's reputation has been mixed.
In the past, the real master was just listening to him at random, sighing twice, and felt that this young mixed-race teenager said revenge and revenge, but he did not lose the kindness of those fallen monks who raised him in the Demon Realm, and his character was acceptable.
But when he heard that this young man came to his house, his face was already ugly...
Jiang Hai would go to the Vientiane Sect and said that he would return the bones, which means that the Vientiane Sect did indeed have a disciple who had disappeared in the Demon Realm.
Who would be happy to hear a funeral?
No matter who fell, it would be a great loss to the true headmaster who valued the Vientiane Sect.
He couldn't laugh anymore, sighed and said, "Please Invite him to come here."
The dignified headmaster used a "please".
Zhizhi was held by Lin Qingya in his arms and beside her watching a bit of sadness in the eyes of the master teacher, she hesitated for a while, stretched out her little fat claw, and touched the slightly trembling hand of the master teacher.
The little guy said nothing and didn't wag her tail.
The warm and soft little hands obediently covered the back of Master Teacher's hand, as if to comfort him.
The headmaster was stunned for a while, turned his head and touched Zhizhi's little head.
Zhizhi sensibly rubbed her small head against his palm.
Above the clouds, it was extraordinarily lively just now, but now it is silent.
Out of nowhere came a soft sigh.
Just in this sigh, a black aura arrived in the blink of an eye, and the aura dissipated, revealing the face of the extraordinarily handsome young man who had no joy or sorrow that Zhizhi had seen in the mirror.
He was still carrying a package just like that day.
This package is tattered, shriveled, and looks very down.
The young man didn't take it seriously. Seeing the big cultivator full of clouds, he didn't panic. He nodded and opened the package, revealing the only large wooden box left inside.
"Never neglect the right path, and the bones will return to the ancestors."
He held the wooden box with both hands to the master teacher.
The headmaster held a solemn face and took it with both hands.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist."
He waved his hand, without the disciple on the side taking over the wooden box, he just held it in his hand and said to Jiang Hai warmly.
The handsome young man shook his head slightly.
"No need. He raised me, and I'll send his bones back to the family."
His expression was straight and his voice was straight, as if he had lost all his emotions, but his eyes fell to the side, and he saw a smooth and smooth fox cub was giving him a bow in the arms of a Qing Jun young man.
A small little guy with a big eye with tail as red as fire spread on the arm of the young man holding her. The handsome boy's gaze fell on Zhizhi's face.
"Do you know Zhizhi?" The headmaster asked involuntarily.
"In front of the Hehuan Sect that day, she spoke for me." Jiang Hai said blankly.
The fox cub was stunned for a while, and touched her chubby little face, she didn't expect the handsome little brother to remember her.
"Lu, the road sees injustice, they are bad." Zhizhi whispered.
The handsome young man nodded slightly, "Your name is Zhizhi."
The fox cub hummed and nodded his head.
"Did he endure a lot of hardship in the Demon Territory all these years?"
The headmaster said that it was impossible to remember all the disciples in the sect, not to mention that Jiang Hai only sent back an outer disciple.
There are thousands of outer disciples of the Vientiane Sect, and he can't remember the situation of the fallen disciples.
However, he asked the handsome young man,
"Did Pang Yi say anything about his wishes?"
He was obviously very gentle towards Jiang Hai, Jiang Hai thought about it and said,
"No. I just hope to return to the sect." He paused and said,
"He has taken care of many children in Moyu."
"Don't worry, since he returns to the sect, I will bury him in the sect. Live up to the truth... that's good. He is the Vientiane Sect. The best disciple. I'm... proud of him."
But in fact, rather than vain praise, he hoped that such a disciple with some good qualities would survive.
The headmaster sighed slightly, with a smile on his face, looking at this handsome young man with no emotion on his face, and felt that it was a pity to let him go.
This young man has already reached the realm of Jindan at such a young age, which shows his talent.
If he doesn't fall in the middle, he will definitely grow into a great monk in time.
But it's the one that fell in the middle... This kid has offended many people in the cultivation world recently!
If he walked out of the Vientiane Sect, he would not necessarily be killed by a monk seeking vengeance on a mountain.
No matter how tyrannical the physique of the Demon Race is, it may not be able to withstand many revenge monks.
After thinking about it, whether it is a pity for the aptitude of this young man, or the wooden box of the bones of the sect disciple in his hand, he still asked,
"You just said that you want to worship the mountain gate? Jiang Hai... You are willing to worship under the door of my Wanxiang Sect?"
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