A brief moment of silence.
Ye Xuantian silently said in his heart that he must agree. He turned back to look at Fang Wu who was sitting on the pig's back, and immediately winked, signaling Fang Wu to get off the pig's back quickly and kowtow!
It's a joke, Fang Wu plays with them, just call them senior sister and senior brother.
But kowtowing was impossible. Fang Wu had only kowtowed to his grandfather, the village chief, and his master in his entire life.
Moreover, it was even more impossible to become a disciple. He had only one master, the old man who loved drinking and died in the Immortal Burial Valley.
The words of kowtow made Fang Wu unconsciously smile on his face, and he didn't know what he was smiling at.
Maybe he was laughing at his first encounter with his master. The old man had gone to great lengths to accept him as his disciple.
He also sent many treasures and precious elixirs to Fang Wu, so that Fang Wu reluctantly became the old man's apprentice.
That was Fang Wu's first master and his last.
From now on, no matter where he went, how far he traveled, and what kind of strong men he met, he never knelt down to anyone again.
Because those who wanted him to kneel down had their heads chopped off by Fang Wu himself and knelt in front of him.
Ye Xuantian's request to become a disciple obviously touched Fang Wu's bottom line.
No matter how calm and indifferent he is, the bottom line must not be broken.
...
Zhang Weisheng thought for a long time and said with a serious face: "Okay, I see that you are so sincere and have such brotherhood, I will accept you both at the same time!"
"Really, Master, that's great." Ye Xuantian happily hugged Zhang Weisheng, he was really happy.
"Brother, hurry up and become a disciple. From now on, the sect master will be our master."
Fang Wu sat on the pig's back indifferently, raised his head and said calmly: "I refuse."
"What!" Ye Xuantian was obviously stunned.
Not only him, but also those disciples and Zhang Weisheng!
For an ordinary person with no talent, to be accepted as a disciple by a person in the Golden Core Realm, this is a heaven-defying opportunity!
This guy is so ignorant!
Ye Xuantian was stunned and a little angry: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Weisheng sat on the chair and remained calm. He was actually rejected by a brat with no talent, which made him feel sad.
He really wanted to know the reason, so he asked with a smile: "Oh, little brother, do you look down on my Jinglong Sect?"
Fang Wudao: "That's not the case. I know that I have no talent and no spiritual energy. In addition, I have no idea about practice, and I like freedom."
Fang Wu looked at Zhang Weisheng and smiled: "Of course, if you don't mind, I can stay in your sect and stay with my brother."
Zhang Weisheng listened to Fang Wu's words and felt that it was very reasonable. Even if this ordinary person without talent was accepted, he would still be an ordinary person.
Moreover, everyone is self-aware and does not want to become a disciple and has no intention of practicing, so Zhang Weisheng certainly will not force others to do anything. He nodded and said: "Okay, okay!"
Fang Wu looked at Ye Xuantian and smiled and said: "Little cat, you will have a master from now on. You must practice hard and don't be lazy. I will also accompany you in the sect."
Ye Xuantian's eyes flashed with disappointment. He actually hoped that Fang Wu could become a disciple of the sect. He also had great illusions about Fang Wu becoming a monk.
But I will also respect Fang Wu's ideas. People have clearly stated that they don't want to practice anymore, so forcing them is a bit over the line.
Besides, Brother Fang Wu was already very generous if he agreed to follow him to this sect.
Why! It's just a pity that Brother Fang Wu doesn't have the talent for cultivation.
...
"Master, do you think my brother can awaken?" Ye Xuantian asked with the last glimmer of hope.
Zhang Weisheng stood up and approached Fang Wu. After taking a closer look at him, he shook his head helplessly: "Don't talk about the spiritual energy leaking out of his body, he can't even absorb the spiritual energy. If it's a waste spiritual root, I can find a way, but he can't even waste it." I don’t even have any spiritual roots.”
Zhang Weisheng raised his hand to his chin and said: "This kind of person is very rare in this continent. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be."
In this continent, most ordinary people have low-level spiritual roots and useless spiritual roots. However, ordinary people without any talent like Fang Wu have almost disappeared, so they are very rare.
"That's it, let's go, dear disciple, back to the sect!" Zhang Weisheng waved his hand and swept Fang Wu and Ye Xuantian into the air.
Ye Xuantian was excited. He didn't expect that he was so lucky. Not only did he meet the senior sister of Jinglong Sect on the way, but he also directly became the master of the sect.
Is this the luck of genius? Ye Xuantian sighed in his heart.
However, Zhang Weisheng's eyes lingered on Fang Wu. He had never seen an ordinary person maintain such a calm posture.
Especially when meeting such a monk who is above Foundation Establishment, other ordinary people would definitely be very excited.
What makes Zhang Weisheng even more confused is that he thought that after using the air control technique to bring Fang Wu into the air, this guy would definitely become panicked and no longer so calm.
But unfortunately, Fang Wu was still so calm and sat motionless on the pig's back.
Zhang Weisheng shook his head: Such a mind is rare even among monks. It's a pity. Without talent, otherwise, if you can enter cultivation with this mentality, you will definitely have a bright future.
...
Not long after, they had arrived above the sect.
Ye Xuantian looked excitedly at the thatched houses below and asked Liu Xinyan beside him: "Senior sister, there are villages in this mountain."
"I didn't expect that there are ordinary people living here in the mountains."
According to Ye Xuantian's understanding, those who build such thatched houses are usually ordinary people. Generally, those with some cultivation and not short of money can build more luxurious houses.
"Hey, how do we go down to the village?" Ye Xuantian asked with a puzzled smile.
Still no one paid attention to him. In fact, everyone was waiting for the master to speak. Now that the pretense was over, Zhang Weisheng must do the embarrassing job.
They, the disciples, are responsible for maintaining the scene silently.
Zhang Weisheng walked up to Ye Xuantian, put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Dear disciple, from now on this is where you will practice and live."
Ye Xuantian scratched his head in surprise: "Master, are you kidding me?"
Zhang Weisheng did not answer. He waited until he fell completely to the ground before speaking seriously to the astonished Ye Xuantian: "Xuantian, this is our Jinglong Sect!"
Ye Xuantian felt as if he was struck by a bolt from the blue. Looking at this village, which was worse than Luodi Town, was he a sect?
Shocking Dragon Sect?
Ye Xuantian couldn't believe it. He turned around and looked at Liu Xinyan first, his eyes eager for an answer. He wanted to hear the other party tell him: Of course not, this is just a foothold for the sect.
But when he saw Liu Xinyan nodding seriously to him, Ye Xuantian's heart dropped to the bottom, his legs softened, and he sat on the ground.
"Master, is this our Jinglong Sect!" Ye Xuantian still wanted to confirm.
Zhang Weisheng smiled and nodded: "Yes, dear disciple, come, let me help you get familiar with the sect."
With that said, he picked up Ye Xuantian who was sitting on the ground and walked towards the village.
Fang Wu rode a pig for a stroll in the village. He was looking for a pond, but found that there was no pond near the village, but there was an abyss a thousand meters away from the village. There should be fish there.
alright! Finally, I can start my quiet days of fishing and lying down every day.
