The master of Beifeng had caused these people to start a dispute and reduced the number of people a lot on the grounds of tokens. However, he did not expect that Ze Gui's involvement in the trial would cause even greater trouble!
If Ancestor Mingyuan is not satisfied with the remaining number of people when he returns, he will not be able to live comfortably in the future until he recruits outer disciples next time.
But just when he couldn't wait to take people back to register, a faint voice came to his ears again.
"This senior..."
"What's going on with you guys? Since you don't plan to join, why didn't you choose to leave earlier?" Before the man could finish speaking, the North Peak Master couldn't help but feel aggrieved, and simply said, "Who? Who else wants to quit? Can you all come forward and give me a good time!"
The master of the East Peak naturally knew the difficulties faced by the Master of the North Peak, so he hurriedly stepped forward and explained with a chuckle: "The Master of the North Peak means that the Yuhu Sect can come and go freely. If you haven't thought about it yet, there is no need to rush. There is still some time before tomorrow to make a decision, so you can think about it slowly."
"Two seniors, I have already thought about it..." As soon as the master of Dongfeng finished speaking, he saw a blue-robed figure walking out of the crowd. This person was none other than Lin Zidai.
Lin Zidai bowed respectfully to the two of them, and then continued to speak unhurriedly: "Seniors, please don't misunderstand me. I have no intention of quitting the Yuhu Sect, but I just want to ask you something." …”
"If you have something to say, please tell me!" the North Peak Master said, his face softening slightly after hearing this, and he said angrily.
"Junior just wants to ask...if those who pass the trial can only be regarded as outer disciples? Are there any other options?" Lin Zidai said.
The master of Beifeng frowned when he heard this: "Although some unexpected things did happen in this trial, it is still the most basic outer sect trial. The rules are the rules, and naturally they cannot be changed! But... if you rely on yourself With high strength, you can definitely advance to become an inner disciple through hard work in the future! Being too greedy is not a good thing!"
Lin Zidai's expression did not change, but he quickly explained: "Senior, don't get me wrong... I just want to know if I can be a handyman disciple..."
"Ah?" The North Peak Master was stunned when he heard this. This was the first time he saw a disciple who took the initiative to lower his status, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak.
"Those who have been eliminated by this outer sect trial have been sent down the mountain. If they are willing to stay, they can slowly start as servant disciples. Now that you have passed this trial, it is appropriate to have this choice. Rules... I'm just a little curious as to why you left the promising outer disciples alone and decided to lower yourself to become a handyman disciple with a difficult future." The master of the East Peak has seen all kinds of disciples, so there is no Too surprised, he just asked with a relaxed expression.
"Although my junior's strength is acceptable, I discovered my own shortcomings during this trial. Therefore, I want to be a handyman disciple just because I want to hone my character under difficult conditions." Lin Zidai said.
"Haha... Since this is your own choice, as an 'outsider' I really can't interfere! But while I agree to you, I hope you also agree to me a condition!" The master of Dongfeng looked Lin Zidai up and down, and also He nodded appreciatively.
"Senior, please speak."
"When you have tempered your character enough, you must join me in the East Peak!" Who is the master of the East Peak? He could tell at a glance that the true strength of the young man in front of him was only no better than his own inner disciples. Weak, he has already chosen him as his lover.
"Everything will follow the arrangements of seniors." Lin Zidai didn't realize that he had become someone else's "prey", and hurriedly nodded in agreement.
The master of the North Peak looked on with enthusiasm, but when he thought about what the master of the East Peak had told him about the Mingyuan Patriarch's promise to go out and choose his disciples at will, he could only suppress his love for talents: "Dongfeng Peak Master, hurry up and take them to register!"
Lu Chun always felt that he was the one who was cheating, and when he saw that Lin Zidai had actively chosen to become a handyman disciple, he became a little uncertain, but before he could speak, he saw Lin Zidai return to him.
"Brother Lu! I hope that for the sake of our acquaintance, senior brother Lu Chun can do something convenient for the handyman disciple Lin..." Lin Zidai winked at Lu Chun, and then slowly shook his head.
Lu Chun received this encouraging look and regained the confidence he had lost. He held Lin Zidai's extended hand and smiled sincerely for the first time, jokingly saying: "You have a good idea!"
Because Lin Zidai insisted on becoming a handyman disciple, the master of the East Peak could only settle for the next best thing, so he naturally took a fancy to Lang Yun, who had always hidden his strength. And Lu Chun was kicked around like a burden, and finally had to be handed over to Xifeng.
Wu Feitu left, the sun and the moon jumped. I don’t know how many years have passed since Lu Chun and Lang Yun joined the Yuhu Sect. In short, they have settled down with their own thoughts...
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At the main peak of the Jade Pot Sect, a disciple's figure was galloping with his train in hand, striding into the main hall.
"Lord Sect Master...the people from Taiyi Pavilion and Jianxingju are here again!"
"I told you what to do, go ahead!" In the main hall, behind the screen, a man raised his face slightly and responded casually, then lowered his head again. But just this one glance will make four words come to mind - "beautiful and beautiful". As a result, words such as "beautiful eyes and clear eyebrows, and a face as beautiful as a crown jade" have all become dull words.
The person who spoke was none other than the patriarch of the Jade Pot Sect, Mingyuan Ancestor. Although he had passed the age of more than a hundred years, there was no trace of the passage of time on his body.
After the future people were driven away, Ancestor Mingyuan lowered his head again and picked up a pen to sketch on the rice paper in front of him. Although the brush strokes are delicate, the turning point is gentle, and soon a lifelike image of a beautiful woman emerges on the paper.
As soon as Mingyuan Patriarch's eyes fell on the paper, he could no longer look away. However, there was suddenly a deep love in his eyes, and then there was a loss, which made the spring breeze blow in the hall, and sometimes the autumn wind rustled.
I don't know how long it took, but the sound of footsteps came again, but the frequency was much faster than before.
"Sir, Sect Master, I followed my instructions exactly, saying that you are not here, but the people from Jianxingju and Taiyi Pavilion don't believe anything they say... they insist on coming in to see you!"
Ancestor Mingyuan had dried the ink on the scroll, but he was not very satisfied with his work. He shook his head, carefully rolled it up and put it into the five-cornered treasure that was used as a painting basket behind him. In the cauldron, he pulled out another book from the bookshelf behind him and started reviewing it: "Ignore it, let them go about their business..."
After hearing this, the disciple could only say goodbye and leave, returning in a hurry to deliver the news.
Ancestor Mingyuan held the book in one hand and turned to the last page in a short while. After filling in the remaining blank page with his pen, he began to stare at the empty cover again and began to think about what to do for this. What would be a good name for this book.
But at this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came for the third time.
"Sir, the Sect Master, the people from Jianxingju and Taiyi Pavilion have already broken in. We tried to stop them, but they couldn't! They... they have already arrived at the Conference Pavilion, and they refuse to leave even if they say anything..." The person who spoke was still the same as before. A disciple, but at this time, his face was flushed with anxiety, and his feet were constantly bumping.
Ancestor Mingyuan sighed helplessly after hearing this. He could only stop what he was doing and threw the book into the tripod containing the scroll behind him.
I saw him pinching his fingers and doing some calculations in his mind, then his face became solemn, and he murmured to himself: "It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided. I didn't expect that I couldn't escape this big disaster after being outside for so long." Disaster!"
Then, Ancestor Mingyuan turned around and touched the treasure tripod behind him: "This Five Elements tripod is not big in appearance, but it is quite troublesome. I hope someone will be better than the old and someone will be able to control it!"
After saying this, Ancestor Mingyuan breathed out on the Five Elements Cauldron, and his appearance instantly changed into an old man with black hair, black beard, and snow-white eyebrows. I saw him move lightly, and then appeared from the screen a little on the ground. He landed gently in front of the disciple and said lightly: "That's all, take me over to see him!"
Upon hearing this, this disciple hurriedly led the way, leading Patriarch Mingyuan towards the discussion pavilion.
In the meeting hall, the man on the left wearing black and white robes was sitting cross-legged and shaking on his chair with his ankles bent, while the man on the right was playing with his fingers and the long sword in his hand was buzzing. However, the group of disciples gathered in front of the Council Chamber could only let these two people behave like rogues, and no one dared to step forward. Even the elders of the three peaks in the East, West and South could only smile with their faces all the time and did not dare to speak loudly.
Seeing the arrival of Ancestor Mingyuan, all the disciples looked happy and wanted to say hello, but the latter just shook his head and drove these disciples out.
When the three elders saw Ancestor Mingyuan arriving, they also retreated outside the door with evil smiles on their faces, secretly hiding aside and preparing to watch a good show.
Because both the black and white robe and the man holding the sword had their backs to the door, they didn't notice anything strange. The man holding the sword had a proud look on his face and kept shouting: "Hurry up and call the old guy Mingyuan to come out and see me. If he doesn't show up today, I won't leave!"
"Yes! I'm not leaving either! If I can't see the old man this time, I won't leave no matter what!" The black and white robe swayed on the chair and echoed.
"Oh? Then do you need me to prepare some delicacies and wine for you?" Ancestor Mingyuan stood behind the two of them, squinting his eyes and sneered.
"Of course that's the best! You're quite sensible! Hahaha..." The arrogant sword-wielding man heard the words and said happily: "Good boy! When I see that old guy Mingyuan, I will definitely do it for you. Please say something nice!"
The man holding the sword turned his head to see who was so smart, but when he saw the appearance of the person clearly, a smile froze on his face, and the sword in his hand was inserted into the ground with a clang.
"Xiao Zhuozi, even if you have a drink, you won't be so excited, right? If the old man knew that you came here to ask for a drink, would he break your legs?" The black and white Taoist priest sneered. He turned around, and then he screamed in surprise and rolled down from the chair...
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