kingnovel Chapter 466 Senior Brother, He Pretends to Be Cool, But He Is Really Crazy (3)
Chapter 466 Senior Brother, He Pretends to Be Cool, But He Is Really Crazy (3)
The sound echoed in the quiet square, particularly abrupt and obvious.
When Yuanyin heard this, she just raised her eyes and glanced at him lightly.
At just one glance, the young boy kneeling on the ground felt a chill coming towards him.
But he still tried his best to steady himself and leaned over to bow in her direction.
The other people in the square also came to their senses and secretly regretted being a step late to this guy.
They had already guessed the identity of the woman at the top.
There aren't many people who are qualified to sit there, not to mention her cold and aloof temperament.
Apart from the Immortal Master Mingxuan, who is famous throughout the world of immortal cultivation, there is only another equally renowned prodigy of the Qingyun Sect, Fairy Yuanyin.
Compared to the Immortal Lord, this fairy is more mysterious.
The outside world only knows that there is this person, who has reached the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation realm just after turning a hundred years old.
Few people in the outside world have actually seen her.
I didn't expect that she would show up at the disciple-taking ceremony today. Could it be that she is interested in taking in a disciple?
The people below were in a state of great unrest and each had his own plans.
If you can be accepted as her disciple, you can not only get excellent resources, but also get close to this god-like figure.
It really kills two birds with one stone.
Many people below began to get restless and wanted to imitate the young man's behavior.
Before they could take any action, a clear and cold voice came from above.
"I don't accept disciples."
Yuanyin withdrew her gaze, her expression calm, and she didn't take him seriously.
When Guangren heard her refuse, he turned his gaze away from the young man thoughtfully.
He turned to look at the person beside him, feeling a little dazed for a moment.
When the junior sister came to Qingyun Sect, he had already been entrusted by the master with the important task of managing the sect.
So the two of them didn't spend much time together.
But he definitely didn't ignore her.
He just suddenly felt a little emotional. The little girl who was so delicate, soft and had a stern face back then has now reached the age where she can be a master.
As her cultivation level improved, the emotions in her eyes became more vague and indifferent.
Guangren hesitated for a moment and suggested in a low voice:
"Yinyin, cultivation cannot be accomplished overnight. Don't be impatient."
"Why not pick a few disciples that you like and teach them a few things, so that you can guard a peak by yourself when the time comes."
Yuanyin knew his good intentions and didn't want her to become less and less humane.
But she still shook her head and refused, "Brother, I only know how to practice, not how to teach others."
Once she accepts a disciple, both the cause and effect and their growth are tied to her.
She didn't like such close contact.
The most important thing is that this may take up her time for practice.
As a person who is devoted to cultivation, this is absolutely intolerable.
Seeing her firm attitude, Guangren no longer forced her.
Originally, she just came here to tell the head brother about her coming out of seclusion, and to observe the grand event of Qingyun Sect, but she didn't expect to provoke such a request to become his disciple.
Yuanyin didn't want the ceremony to be disrupted because of her, so she simply stood up and prepared to leave.
She gestured to the headmaster and other elders, and without even looking at the young man who was still kneeling upright, she disappeared from the spot.
The kneeling man stared blankly at the figure that had disappeared on the platform, his lips tightly pursed.
People in the square began to whisper to each other, and some even pointed at his back, obviously laughing at his wishful thinking.
The boy slowly stood up, pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
There is an indescribable feeling of depression and loss all over my body.
Guangren carefully looked at him as he returned to the corner, and finally said, "Come forward."
The young boy looked up at him, hesitated for a moment, and then walked to the front of the stage and bowed slightly.
Guangren stretched out his hand to measure his spiritual roots, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Top-grade thunder spirit root?"
The young man just lowered his head and did not answer his question.
The other elders were stunned, and were obviously also shocked by the boy's qualifications.
An elder who looked quite old was very interested in him and said:
"Boy, are you willing to sit under me?"
Although he was asking him, the elder didn't think that the young man in front of him would refuse him.
After all, this is an opportunity to directly enter the inner gate and become the direct disciple of the elder of Yifeng.
No matter how many people ask for it, it won’t come true.
But unexpectedly, the young man in front of him didn't even think about it and just shook his head and refused.
He bowed, saluted, then turned and left the ceremony.
Not to mention the new disciples in the square, even the elders on the stage were surprised.
"this?"
The elder who was rejected did not get angry, but just shook his head and sighed:
"It's a pity that he has that talent."
"Does becoming a disciple still depend on appearance now?"
The others smiled but said nothing.
After the interlude, the ceremony of accepting disciples continued.
Yuanyin went straight out of the main peak and strolled along the road in her memory, admiring the wonders within the sect as she walked.
As expected of a world of immortal cultivation, even a random plant on the roadside may have some spiritual energy.
It’s meager, but full of vitality.
The waterfall clinging to the cliff of the main peak flows down the river and falls into the pool below.
Occasionally, you can see disciples meditating and practicing under the waterfall.
Yuanyin nodded in agreement.
Yuanyin respects and appreciates those practitioners who are as dedicated to cultivation as she is.
She walked gracefully, unaware that she had become a beautiful scenery in the eyes of others.
Most of the inner disciples who travel to and from the main peak have seen Yuanyin in person.
After seeing her figure, he bowed his head from a distance and called out respectfully:
"Uncle Yuan."
Yuanyin nodded lightly, with no intention of staying.
After leaving the main peak, Yuanyin summoned his spirit sword and prepared to return directly to Qingwu Peak.
She stepped lightly on the spirit sword with her toes, and just as she was showing signs of rising, she was interrupted by the movement behind her.
"and many more!"
Yuanyin paused, turned sideways and looked over, her gaze met that of the man who was looking up at her.
She frowned slightly and said in a cold voice: "I don't accept disciples, so don't bother me."
After saying that, he turned around.
Seeing that she was about to leave again, the young man grabbed the blade of Qingshuang without thinking.
The sword energy instantly cut his palm, and the glaring blood spilled all over the ground.
Even so, I still didn't let go.
Yuanyin's eyes darkened, and with a cold face, he waved his hand casually. The thin figure was thrown out like a broken leaf and hit the thick tree trunk heavily.
Then he rolled to the ground and vomited blood in pain.
He stood up with one hand on the ground, then knelt straight on the ground, looking at Yuanyin with stubborn and determined eyes.
Then he leaned forward and bowed deeply, suppressed the blood in his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Please, accept me as your disciple."
The falling hair covered his entire face, and also covered the true emotions in his eyes.
Yuanyin moved her fingertips slightly, and stood on the spirit sword, looking down at him.
After a while, she said without any emotion: "Why do you insist on taking me as your master?"
This was clearly the first time they met, and she really didn't understand why he was so persistent.
The young man still maintained his posture of worship and spoke without hesitation:
"Disciples admire the strong, and you are the one with the greatest potential to ascend."
Yuanyin was not pleased by his flattery and said calmly, "Then you have found the wrong person."
Who doesn't know that Qingyun Sect's Immortal Master Mingxuan is the person most likely to survive the tribulation and ascend to heaven in the past thousands of years?
"You are not wrong. I trust my intuition."
The boy decisively denied her words, stood up and looked up at her, as if to let her see his determination.
Yuanyin was not touched, and her voice became colder, "You're lying."
She didn't want to pay attention to his pestering, but after meeting his eyes as clear as obsidian, Yuanyin changed her mind.
She leaped lightly to his side and tapped his forehead with her fingertips.
In an instant, a stream of spiritual energy surged out from her fingertips and quickly sank into his forehead.
Yuanyin wanted to explore his memory and soul to find out who this person was and what his purpose was.
Caught off guard, Yuanyin felt an inexplicable sense of desolation.
Even she, who never showed her emotions, couldn't help but frown deeply.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the boy kneeling on the ground, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.
How could his mind be so sad and miserable at such a young age?
Could it be that he suffered some kind of persecution when he was young?
She concentrated on checking his memory, but was also confused.
What a surprise...