Let’s not go too far and go back to the award ceremony.
Ouyang Ling sighed again and watched eagerly as the Nascent Soul Masters flew back and forth one after another, but did not take away Chu Simeng.
After the elders finished selecting their disciples, the sect leader called out the sect's two golden elixir stage stewards.
The first steward walked around and shook his head invisibly when he saw Chu Simeng.
His disciples are bound to be involved in some sect affairs, but this little girl doesn't look like she's doing anything.
So he picked another one who looked honest, honest and capable.
The second steward's eyes lit up when he saw Chu Simeng, as if he didn't expect that the number one in the Qi Refining Period could be retained until now, and she is still a young and beautiful girl.
He walked over and asked, "Are you willing to become your teacher?"
Chu Simeng felt dazed again.
How could she end up being accepted as a disciple by Jin Dan Zhenren?
No, this is not right.
What about the other elders of the sect?
With her qualifications, shouldn't she join the disciples of True Monarch Nascent Soul?
The steward didn't wait for an answer. He looked her up and down doubtfully and asked patiently again: "Would you like..."
"Why are all the sect administrators so good-tempered now?"
A clear voice came from far away, and soon a figure in a moon-white robe appeared in front of the sect hall.
The sect leader's eyes lit up: "Junior Brother Mu Hua? Are you out of seclusion?"
"Just out of seclusion," the elegant and handsome Zhenjun Muhua nodded, and looked at Chu Simeng again: "Are these the top ten in the sect competition?"
The sect leader smiled: "Yes. Didn't you want to accept disciples before? Have you got an idea today?"
Zhenjun Mu Hua seemed to be somewhat interested in her, but after looking at her for a few times, he still shook his head: "No, senior brother said that there has been a lot of excitement in the sect recently and asked me to come find you."
Sect Master: "Then..."
The steward who wanted to accept a disciple just now saluted him: "Sect Master, I'm going down too, I still have something to do."
This concludes the award ceremony and apprenticeship ceremony.
The sect master gave a little encouragement to the only disciple on the stage who failed to become a disciple, and hurriedly entered the hall with his most favored junior brother.
The disciples who were watching in the square dispersed, and many of them looked at Chu Simeng on the stage and whispered.
"She is the one left."
"I didn't expect that..."
"It's bad, is Simeng going to lose his temper with us?"
"Then let's go first."
"Let's go, let's go~"
Ouyang Ling quickly came over to comfort his sweetheart, but saw that Chu Simeng could no longer maintain the gentle smile on her face: "You come to see my joke too?"
Ouyang Ling was a little surprised: "You..."
Chu Simeng clenched her fists and gritted her teeth: "Didn't you say that your master would come to take me in?"
Ouyang Ling: "I mentioned it to Master..."
Chu Simeng's tone increased: "What about others?"
Ouyang Ling opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
The person in front of him had a ferocious expression, which was very different from the sweetheart in his fantasy.
Yu Xun glared at the female disciple in front of him with her teeth and claws arrogant, and turned to ask him: "Why is she, a Qi Refining Stage disciple, talking to you like this?"
Zhu Rongxue also came over, looked at the sect's famous romantic young master Ouyang Ling's dejected look, and shook his head.
"Let's go? If you have anything to do, we can talk about it when we go back. Don't let people watch here."
So the two of them just drove Ouyang Ling onto the flying sword and flew into the sky.
Before Ouyang Ling could recover, he leaned precariously on Zhu Rongxue, lowered his head and asked, "How could this happen?"
Zhu Rongxue: "What do you think it will be like?"
Ouyang Ling: "I think she is very good. Someone will definitely choose her."
Zhu Rongxue: "Most uncles and uncles accept disciples based on their reputation, which may not necessarily have anything to do with whether they are good or bad."
Yu Xun crossed his hands on Feijian next to him: "Is she okay like this?"
Zhu Rongxue glanced at him, hesitating whether to shut up this upright junior brother.
But Yu Xun had already continued: "Do you owe her or was she saved your life? She yelled and felt that she should be favored by the Yuanying elders? Why is she so shameless?"
Yu Xun: "Isn't it amazing to be number one in the Qi refining stage? There are so many people in the sect who are at the same cultivation level as her, but they are just unlucky and lost a round when they encountered an opponent who restrained themselves."
Yu Xun: "Does it mean that others are unlucky? She is unlucky and can scold others without becoming a disciple?"
Ouyang Ling's eyes were red and his fists clenched.
This was the second guy who went crazy on him.
The first one was Lian Wan, his junior sister, who was talented and talkative, but he couldn't beat her.
And this one, with the same cultivation level as him, just defeated him in the ring a few days ago, and he was still unhappy.
Ouyang Ling didn't care that he was still in the air, so he rushed towards him and twisted with him.
No spiritual energy is used, pure physical attack.
Of course this won't hurt Yu Xun.
He paused, and soon started to fight back, and the two began to fight hand to hand.
Zhu Rongxue: "That..."
Ouyang Ling said fiercely: "Don't persuade me, I'll beat him to death!"
Zhu Rongxue controlled two flying swords at the same time and said hesitantly: "My name is A Xun, don't slap me in the face."
Yu Xun: "He should be allowed to have a bruised nose and face and not be able to go out to chase Junior Sister these days... Junior Sister Lian said so well, you are just a love brain!"
"She's still telling you this!" Ouyang Ling was even more furious and started stealing the peach.
Yu Xun: "Hey...you are serious!"
He also cut off his children and grandchildren!
Zhu Rongxue covered her face: "That's enough for you."
…
It was lively everywhere.
Except Chu Simeng.
She stood alone on the stage, watching the people around her disappear, wondering if Lian Wan had known about it for a long time.
Was she waiting to see her laugh? Or did you specifically plan all this?
She is a disciple of True Lord Yuhua, so it is entirely possible for her to unite with others to cause trouble for her.
Shao Si sighed: [Are you paying too much attention to her? 】
Chu Simeng: [What do you mean? 】
Shao Si: [Your Skylark just went around the sect several times and couldn't find her. How could you think she was waiting to see your joke? 】
Chu Simeng: […]
Chu Simeng: [Didn’t you say that I deserve the best thing in the world? Why is there such a result today? 】
Shao Si: [……]
Shao Si: [That is to encourage you to get out of adversity and find your own value and future path...]
Chu Simeng: [So you are lying to me? 】
Shao Si: [……]
Shao Si: [Have you been unable to control your emotions recently? It is easy to encounter inner demons when you continue to break through the foundation building...]
Chu Simeng: [You actually feel bad about me too? Do you also think Lian Wan is good? 】
She really couldn't accept it. Lian Wan, who had learned how to dress like her before for Ouyang Ling, didn't even look at her.
It really satisfied her vanity to see the elder's direct disciples competing with her and being jealous, but still falling behind.
But now...she didn't even show up to accept the award with Ouyang Ling.
So what's the point of her targeting during this period?
Does Lian Wan still have her in his eyes?
…
It might have existed before, but it certainly doesn't exist now.
On the other side, in the gorgeously decorated room of Wanbao Pavilion.
"I don't even have a place, so why should I join in the fun?"
Lian Wan was leaning against the beauty, with a white hair ball nestled on his leg.
She stretched out her slender hand, pinched a crystal clear grape from the plate brought by the waiter, and threw it into her mouth. Her eyes narrowed into two crescent moons: "It's so sweet. I haven't eaten it in a long time."
Wan Wenyan smiled and said: "If Miss Lian likes it, you can take more with you when you leave."
Lian Wan nodded quickly: "Thank you so much, Young Master Wan!"
Soon the other stewards came and took their seats one by one.
Lian Wan immediately changed his posture and sat upright: "Then let's have a meeting now."
Wan Wenyan nodded: "Today we want to talk about the issuance of the Baibao Ling..."
Lian Wan answered: "press conference!"
Wan Wenyan: "Yes, the press conference of the Baibao Order will be held in seven days. It will be held in Wuhua Sect. We have to arrange various matters in advance."
Lian Wan clapped her hands: "Then everyone listen to me..."
To do business, you must do it seriously.
Since an important magic weapon that can usher in the information age in the world of cultivation has been released, how can we send things out quietly to people?
There must be a press conference! Make a big one!
