✨ Disciple, come to cultivate immortals 11 ✨

Ling Qingxuan sat upright and looked down. These were all young children. The future is limitless. Seeing them go to the test, she saw a man with a shimmering light in the nervous crowd. Judging from his appearance, his whole life Great wealth, great wealth, fame and fortune.

[Host, this is the male protagonist Mu Lin. 】

It's not bad that he is the male protagonist, which is in stark contrast with the people around him. When Ling Qingxuan retracted his gaze, he caught a glimpse of the boy with his head down, which looked familiar.

The villain Feng Jue is here too.

[The system will give priority to the male protagonist to report the location, so the news that the villain Feng Jue came over was not delivered in time. 】

In the original plot, Feng Jue came to Qiankun Sect to study, but was thrown out because of his poor aptitude. From then on, he hated the righteous path and the sect of self-cultivation. After some hardships, he chose to fall into the devil's way.

[Host, this is a key step to guide him not to be enchanted, please give the villain a back door! 】

Do you see this seat as someone with a back door?

Maybe not…

Feng Jue didn't seem to notice that someone on the high platform was looking at him. After all, his status was low, and he didn't dare to look at those in high positions for the time being. He had to work hard and not waste Miss Ling's grace.

Mu Lin went up to touch the spirit test stone before him. When he put his palm on it, the spirit test stone radiated a dazzling light, which attracted everyone's amazement. It turned out to be a unique spiritual root with excellent qualifications. Must be great.

The elders on both sides of Ling Qingxuan stood up excitedly. Qiankun Sect has not had such good seedlings for several years.

Qi Yuan bowed to Qi Qinzi's door. The elders of heaven and earth who stood up probably liked Mu Lin and wanted to accept him as an apprentice. The two elders glanced at Ling Qingxuan, as if they were afraid of her coming. After all, if she asks for it, the two men can't always open their mouths to grab someone.

Qi Yuan, who was maintaining the order, was also attracted by the light. She looked over and saw the jade pendant on Mu Lin's waist.

Isn't the son of the leader of the alliance that man? Why did he change someone after not seeing him for half a month? Could it be that she made a mistake?

She also knew about the news of the slaughter of the Alliance Lord's Mansion, but Mu Lin was left alive, and he could finally issue orders when he returned.

While Qi Yuan was waiting for the news, Mu Lin was congratulated by everyone, and it was at this time that Feng Jue went to touch the spirit stone.

The colorful light is very weak, and even has a tendency to go out. If you don't look carefully, you can't really see that the spirit test stone is glowing.

The sect master and the elder shook their heads in unison. It was too bad. If their Qiankun Sect accepted this disciple, it would be difficult to guide them.

Feng Jue looked at the faint light, and her heart sank. Couldn't he even step into the fairy gate?

"Brother, don't be discouraged, you have roots, and Qiankun Sect will accept you." Someone tapped on the shoulder, and Feng Jue tilted his head to see Mu Lin's smile, which was a bit dazzling, and he looked away in silence.

Even with Miss Ling's help, his natural aptitude is very poor, and he feels very sorry for Ling Qingxuan.

[Villain Feng Jue's favor +5. 】

Aya Qingxuan: ? ? ?

[The total favorability of the villain Feng Jue is currently fifty, and the progress is half completed, congratulations to the host~]

Ling Qingxuan propped her head up and looked at the boy who didn't fit in with the group.

Not everyone is likely to be the favored son of heaven. Talent is only a basic value. If you don't work hard in the later stage, your advantage will become a disadvantage.

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✨ Disciple, come to cultivate immortals 12 ✨

After the test of the selection meeting, more than a dozen people stood together. Elder Huang, as the one who announced the results, stood on the edge of the stage, so that everyone could see him. It just so happened that Ling Qingxuan was completely blocked by his body shape.

Holding the list, he narrowed his eyes and pointed directly at Feng Jue, "You, come forward."

Feng Jue stepped forward with excitement mixed with nervousness, and specifically named him because he was selected?

But Elder Huang's next sentence made him pale.

"Except for you, everyone else can worship my Qiankun Sect."

Hundreds of people in the audience, all eyes were on him, he was sitting on pins and needles, and his eyes were lowered.

He could hear the whispers of the people around him clearly. They were nothing but shame and jokes. He clenched his teeth tightly, and the big stones pressed in his heart, making him breathless. He felt like he was about to suffocate, but if he passed out, , even more embarrassing.

Miss Ling, has she seen herself? Best not to be seen by her.

"Who recommended you? With such aptitude, you are better than ordinary people. There are such blind people in my Qiankun Sect?"

Elder Huang was worried that he had nowhere to let out his breath, so he stuck his words on Feng Jue's body.

Under the huge humiliation and pressure, Feng Jue looked at Qi Yuan, who stood out in the crowd, but saw her sideways, avoiding his gaze.

It's because he didn't work hard enough to bring misfortune to Miss Qi Yuan.

Feng Jue smiled bitterly in her heart and gave a half salute, "No one recommends it, I want to come to Qiankun Sect to study."

"You dare to come to my Qiankun Sect with such aptitude, do you want to deliberately discredit him, come here and throw him out." Elder Huang spoke ruthlessly, and no one stopped him.

Humiliated again and again, Feng Jue raised his eyes and stared at him, "Because of aptitude, you do shameful behavior, is this the way of Qiankun Sect?"

This kid dared to talk back, and the gaze made people extremely uncomfortable. Elder Huang raised his hand and was about to speak with strength, but when the spiritual power was about to hit Feng Jue, it disappeared instantly, and someone resolved it.

The broken hair in front of Feng Jue's forehead was blown up, and when he saw the person who walked up to Elder Huang, his eyes widened, but for a moment, he immediately lowered.

"Why hasn't the apprenticeship meeting started yet?" Ling Qingxuan wanted to return to the Xuanqing Hall, and it was boring to stay here.

She appeared on the edge, her slender figure in stark contrast to Elder Huang, those cold eyes glanced down, and the person holding the wooden hammer involuntarily rang the gongs and drums.

"The apprenticeship meeting begins!"

Since the selection was over, they were led to the other side, and Feng Jue stood there alone, looking out of place.

With Ling Qingxuan present, Elder Huang couldn't let out his anger. He snorted coldly and returned to his seat, deciding who Ling Qingxuan chose to be his apprentice later, and he would rob him.

In the apprenticeship conference, the sect master and the elders see the candidates, and then confer gifts in front of everyone.

The disciples all put their envious eyes on Mu Lin. With such a genius here, he will become the center of the competition later.

The high platform was lowered, and the figures of the door owner and the elder appeared in front of everyone. They were in awe and showed their best demeanor.

Feng Jue didn't leave, neither did he stay. He quietly looked at the woman who attracted attention. His inferiority complex was expanding. He heard them discussing. Elder Ling was the most powerful elder among the elders, and there was no disciple under his name. Several people who have just passed the selection want to be her apprentices.

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✨ 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."

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✨ Disciple, come to cultivate immortals 14 ✨

Feng Jue stretched out his hand and pressed the position of his heart, it was beating a little faster, and it was about to come out.

Even with a little pain to keep him awake, Ling Qingxuan, the first elder of Qiankun Sect, the closed disciple he chose was the one who was going to be kicked out.

If this decision is a joke, then Ling Qingxuan is really humorous, but her serious face makes everyone dare not believe that she is joking.

[Villain Feng Jue's favorability +10. 】

For the unscrupulous, she only added ten points, but she sacrificed a lot of places for this one.

ZZ flipped through his own routines, and felt that his host was completely self-taught.

Mu Lin was stunned for a moment, then quickly adjusted his mood and congratulated Feng Jue.

Ling Qingxuan rejected Mu Lin. While the four elders were happy, they also mocked her for her lack of vision. They chose the one with the worst qualifications. In the end, the sect master made the decision and said some good things about the elders before they arranged Mu Lin. In the name of the elders of the sky.

In this apprenticeship meeting, except for Ling Qingxuan, every elder has added two to three apprentices, and they are not closed disciples.

It can be said that Aya Qingxuan is a maverick.

"Elder Ling's vision is really good, he picked a genius." Elder Huang laughed sarcastically, and the elders next to him also laughed.

Ling Qingxuan's face was pale, "I won the prize."

Crowd: They are not bragging.

The apprenticeship ceremony begins.

When the red rope hung down in front of him, Feng Jue raised her eyes and looked at the shimmering eyes, her heart seemed to light up in an instant.

[Villain Feng Jue's favor +5. 】

The two hands are connected with red ropes, and the gift is complete. All disciples should follow the master back to practice.

Feng Jue became Ling Qingxuan's close disciple. He walked behind Ling Qingxuan, hesitating and not knowing what to say.

With just a shake, Ling Qingxuan disappeared, and he was at a loss.

[Host, you forgot the villain! 】

Ling Qingxuan, who had already flashed back to the Xuanqing Palace, paused for a while, she forgot that Feng Jue did not know such an immortal art.

Back in front of Feng Jue, Feng Jue's expression was confiscated, and Ling Qingxuan saw all of her fragile appearance.

"Miss Ling, Ling, I have poor roots and low talent. I can't be your apprentice. Staying here will hurt your face. I'll go down the mountain."

This seat is rejected?

Ling Qingxuan's face was sullen. After two lifetimes, this was her first time accepting an apprentice. She didn't expect to be rejected by this heinous person in the future.

"Call Master."

Feng Jue thought she was angry, but when she heard her say that, she didn't react for a moment.

Ling Qingxuan wrote "Call me Master" on her face.

Feng Jue took a deep breath, facing the blue sky and the dark brown ground, bent over solemnly, and shouted loudly, "Master!"

From now on, she will be his master and the person closest to him!

Ling Qingxuan's expression softened, "Let's go."

Feng Jue quickly followed, Ling Qingxuan's pace was fast at first, but then slowed down, and then walked side by side with Feng Jue.

She walked briskly and walked on these steps without any difficulty, while Feng Jue climbed so many steps that she was out of breath, but every time she couldn't keep up, Ling Qingxuan would slow down and wait for him.

Feng Jue felt guilty and didn't shout tired at all.

[Hey, the villain's legs are shaking, how come there are so many stairs on this peak. 】

Want to hurry back to the hammock.

【Host, can you sympathize with the villain. 】

This seat is carrying him?

[…] ZZ is convinced.

It was only when Ling Qingxuan said it, but he didn't expect Feng Jue to fall down as soon as his legs softened, and Ling Qingxuan stretched out his hand to carry him up on his back.

Host, you are a woman, please be gentle!

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✨ Disciple, come to cultivate immortals 15 ✨

Eyelashes blocked the shimmering light, and I don't know if it was day or night. When Feng Jue woke up, he found himself lying on a hard bed. He pressed his forehead. Before he fainted, it seemed that someone was carrying him.

Is it Ling... Master?

He breathed a sigh of relief, and when he got out of bed, he saw Aya Qingxuan sitting by the table, almost scared back to the bed.

"Master? This is..."

Ling Qingxuan raised her hand and asked him to come over, ZZ said he had to eat, so she went to the kitchen to get something to eat.

Looking at the hot dishes and hot rice on the table, Feng Jue's nose was sour. He hadn't eaten hot food for a long time.

"Eat."

In order to prevent him from fainting from hunger, Aya Qingxuan put a piece of paper in front of him.

Feng Jue took a bite of the meal, picked up the paper and looked at it. Under the light of the candle, the words 'Bigu Dafa' were particularly dazzling.

[Host, you will lose the villain like this! 】ZZ support the forehead.

Feng Jue was holding the paper, the food in her mouth was not completely swallowed.

"Early fasting is good for your practice." Ling Qingxuan patted his shoulder, and then went back to the hammock he made.

For those who are preparing to practice, fasting early can reduce the impurities in the body, which is good for him.

This is what Feng Jue thinks, and what ZZ thinks is, [Host, are you too lazy to prepare meals for the villain? 】

Is this a person like that?

【…】

Feng Jue put away the paper, chewed and ate slowly, cleared the table, and came to Ling Qingxuan.

The cold beauty on the hammock closed her eyes, her chest undulating slightly, her cherry lips were slightly open, revealing a trace of white teeth.

Feng Jue quickly looked away, "Master, I'm going to practice outside."

His voice was low, but Ling Qingxuan opened her eyes. She stared at him for a while and said, "It's dark, go to sleep."

The good time of the night is not a waste if it is not used to sleep.

[Host, Renjiafeng is practicing hard, let's go to bed on time, isn't it good? 】

If he doesn't sleep well, what will he do if he doesn't grow taller in the future?

If you can't become a heroic villain, you can't rely on her.

ZZ felt that his host was raising him in disguise.

Feng Jue came here to cultivate and become stronger. He declined and said, "The disciple is not yet sleepy, the master rests first, and the disciple goes outside to practice."

This one disciple was very eloquent, and Ling Qingxuan didn't speak. After watching him leave, he turned over and continued to sleep.

The night was as cool as water and the stars were vast. Feng Jue could see the prosperity of other peaks from the peaks on the side of Xuanqing Hall. It seemed that there were only two of them on this peak.