Seeing his stunned look, Su Miaoqing covered her mouth and snickered: "Xiao Feng, are you regretful that you couldn't join Feixue Palace?"
"You know, there are so many beauties in Feixue Palace. Maybe they are suitable for you."
Xiao Yifeng came back to his senses, smiled to cover up his gaffe and said, "Maybe this is fate."
Master Huo Geng joked: "It's hard to say. It's a blessing in disguise. The two most outstanding women in the family are all devoted to him."
Master Baiyun also looked remorseful and said: "If I had known this, I should have accepted Master Nephew Xiao into the house, and nothing else."
"If you can get two proud girls from heaven to join you for nothing, and if you can make good friends with the two palaces, you will definitely make money without losing it. Alas! It's too late to regret the loss!"
The other palace masters also laughed and said: "This is really a sure-fire business, and I regret it."
Su Miaoqing and Chu Mo's faces were slightly red. They said that waiting for them to marry Xiao Yifeng would be equivalent to taking them into their family.
Master Guangyang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Qian Yi picked up the big deal today, and we forced him to snatch it away. It is really destined!"
Master Baiyun sighed and said: "Who would have expected that Junior Nephew Xiao would have such an incredible talent and good fortune back then."
Master Guangling praised: "Master Nephew Xiao has swept away the geniuses of the demon clan. He is truly an unparalleled genius and can be called the genius of the world."
Xiao Yifeng said modestly: "This disciple only has some opportunities and cannot be considered a genius of the world."
Master Guangling stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Talent is important, but so are blessings. Master Nephew Xiao has profound blessings, and he is truly a son of destiny."
Everyone laughed and nodded in agreement.
Master Guang Ming looked at Xiao Yifeng and said, "Such a talent can only be matched by Junior Sister Luo Qingshan and Guang Han back then."
"Now that I think about it, Junior Sister Guanghan has reached the pinnacle of Mahayana. She has accumulated so much experience that it puts me to shame."
Others also nodded in agreement, but Liu Hanyan shook his head and said: "It's just a little opportunity, what's the point?"
The real people in front of the main hall were chatting and laughing, and the spiritual root test below was also proceeding in an orderly manner.
"Lin Wuyou!"
Xiao Yifeng, who was on the stage, was stunned when he heard this, Lin Wuyou? !
Just listen to a clear voice shouting from the square: "Arrival!"
Xiao Yifeng couldn't help but look at it, and saw a little boy about ten years old standing up.
He looks like a boy and a girl, and is quite lovable. He is dressed in rich clothes, which shows that his family is well off.
He had a stern face and no stage fright at all. He stood out from the crowd and put his hand on the spiritual instrument. It was obvious that he had received a good education.
I saw pure fiery red light shining on it. Although it was not the top-level qualification, it was already a mid-to-high-level qualification.
When Xuan Yi reported his rank, Lin Wuyou showed a slight smile on his face, saluted Xuan Yi and returned to the team.
Looking at the face that looked exactly like Mei'er, and somewhat similar to Lin Hongjie's, Xiao Yifeng couldn't help but feel something in her heart.
Lin Wuyou? How could this name be such a coincidence?
Is it really just a coincidence? However, he made some calculations in his mind, and the age seemed to be right.
These children were all around ten years old, so Lin Wuyou should also be ten years old judging from their bone age.
Could it be that he was really Lin Hongjie's posthumous son, Mei'er's son, Lin Wuyou, whom he named himself?
Soon all the spiritual root tests were completed. This time there were four first-class disciples, and Lin Wuyou was one of them.
After selecting from the Taiji Hall, Qiankun Hall, and Feixue Hall, it was the turn of Wuya Hall where Xiao Yifeng was.
Since each hall is only allowed to select one first-class disciple, there is only one first-class disciple left, and that is Lin Wuyou.
Although he is not the most qualified, he is not the worst among Class A either.
It's just that Feixue Palace doesn't accept male disciples, so I skipped him.
At this moment, Lin Wuyou was the only first-class disciple on the field. In terms of emotions and reasons, as well as public and private matters, Xiao Yifeng could only accept Lin Wuyou as a disciple of Wuya Palace.
Then he selected a few boys and girls with good qualifications and asked Su Miaoqing to take them aside.
After everyone finished choosing, they said goodbye to each other, and the palace masters left one by one.
Xiao Yifeng also said goodbye to Liu Hanyan and Chu Mo. Liu Hanyan just nodded coldly and left Yukong.
Xiao Yifeng sighed and walked down the hall to meet Su Miaoqing.
Xuan Yi was still in the court. When he saw Xiao Yifeng walking down, he saluted and said, "Master Xiao!"
He handed a jade slip to Xiao Yifeng and said with a smile: "This is the roster of these young people in your Wuya Palace."
Xiao Yifeng took the jade slip and returned the greeting: "Senior Brother Xuan Yi is out of town, so just call me Junior Brother."
He didn't expect that there was such a thing. He thought he was the only one at that time.
Moreover, he had no specific origin and was a monk on the way, so he was not given Xiang Tiange.
"Long time no see, junior brother and junior sister have already left their bodies, and my brother is still struggling with the golden elixir. I really deserve to be my senior brother." Xuan Yi said with a wry smile.
Su Miaoqing did not answer, but turned to look at Xiao Yifeng, as if he was the main one.
She is now trying her best to avoid getting involved with Xuan Yi and avoid Xiao Yifeng's misunderstanding.
"The two of us just have some opportunities. Senior brother, don't underestimate yourself. If you accumulate more and more, you will definitely achieve something." Xiao Yifeng said with a smile.
Xuan Yi nodded and then forced a smile and said: "According to Junior Brother's words, I will take the new disciples down first. Junior Brother Xiao, Junior Sister Su, take your leave!"
"Senior brother, go slowly!" Xiao Yifeng said with cupped hands, and Su Miaoqing also politely said goodbye to Xuan Yi.
Xuan Yi left in a bad mood, feeling quite sad.
What's sad is not the difference in cultivation status between Xiao Yifeng and Xiao Yifeng, but Su Miaoqing's indifference.
After Xuan Yi left, Xiao Yifeng smiled at Su Miaoqing and said, "Senior sister, let's take these disciples back to pay homage to the master."
Su Miaoqing nodded brightly and said, "Let's go!"
Xiao Yifeng waved his hand, and a lifelike ice dragon ten feet long condensed out, bowing its head in the square.
Xiao Yifeng smiled at them and said, "Everyone, come with me."
These boys and girls have never seen such methods before, they only think that they are probably immortals.
They stepped onto the dragon's back one by one with trepidation, only to find that the ice dragon had no chill at all.
Xiao Yifeng and Su Miaoqing also stood on top of the ice dragon. The ice dragon slowly circled up and soared into the sky.
The crystal clear ice dragon was flying among the mountains, and the clouds passed by both ends of the crowd, with the continuous mountains below them.
A group of boys and girls stood on the broad dragon's back and looked at the beautiful scenery around them in amazement, with expressions of admiration on their faces.
They all looked at Xiao Yifeng and Su Miaoqing in shock, as if they were looking at gods.
They just felt that these two people were like immortals and fairies in the sky, and their grace and manners were incomparable to those they had seen before.
Su Miaoqing smiled and introduced the situation of Wentian Sect to them, pointing to the mountain peaks to introduce the boundaries and origins there.
