On the third day after the competition to select true disciples, Xiao Yi received bad news.
Xiao Yi immediately rushed to the courtyard of a small palace and happened to see an old man with white hair and kind eyes packing his luggage.
When Xiao Yi saw the big and small bags, four words came to his mind, that is, pack up and leave.
"Master, what are you doing?" Xiao Yi looked at his mentor Lei Jiu who was sorting things, feeling a little confused.
When Lei Jiu saw Xiao Yi coming, he forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm tired of living here, and it's just a good time to change to a new environment."
After hearing this, Xiao Yi felt guilty and self-blame in his heart. He lowered his head and apologized like a child who had done something wrong: "It's because I am an incompetent disciple and did not become a true disciple, which has embarrassed you, the old man."
Lei Jiu smiled slightly, looked at Xiao Yi with soft eyes, patted Xiao Yi's shoulder again, and comforted: "Don't think too much, this is your own problem as a teacher, for more than thirty years Come on, I didn’t cultivate a true disciple as my teacher, so they thought I was not suitable to teach others anymore, so they asked me to go to a place that is more suitable for me.”
"No, it's my fault. If I hadn't taken that task without authorization, I wouldn't have encountered a strong enemy or been frustrated, and my cultivation would not have been destroyed by the enemy. So this time it must be me in the ring Win a great victory and become a true disciple, and you, master, don’t have to..." Xiao Yi became more and more excited as he spoke, and tears of regret almost fell.
Just when Xiao Yi was about to continue speaking, he saw Lei Jiu waving his hand at him, signaling him to stop talking.
Xiao Yi felt even more uncomfortable when he saw his mentor Lei Jiu packing his things silently.
Originally, Xiao Yi was a disciple with great potential. He was favored by many seniors in the sect, who also cultivated him and entrusted him with important tasks. Even if he could not become a true disciple, he would not be much worse off.
However, fate is not as good as fate. Xiao Yi encountered a powerful enemy during a mission. His ten years of hard training were wiped out, and he also lost all his memory. He no longer knew who he was. .
At that time, many people thought it was a miracle that Xiao Yi could survive such a serious injury.
Fortunately, his mentor Lei Jiu and his friend Jiang Qi did not give up on Xiao Yi. They took good care of Xiao Yi and helped Xiao Yi adapt to life after amnesia.
Although Xiao Yi lost all his memory, he was very grateful to his mentor Lei Jiu and also learned one thing from others. That is, if there are no accidents, he should stand on the ring and compete for the spot of the true disciple with his proud strength, fighting for glory for himself and his mentor Lei Jiu.
Originally, Xiao Yi was in a state where he had just recovered from a serious injury and was not suitable to compete in the ring again.
But once in a while, he saw his mentor Lei Jiu's sad face and exhausted appearance, and he knew how much his mentor had high hopes for him.
Xiao Yi knew better that this competition for quotas was of great significance to Lei Jiu, who had not cultivated a true disciple for thirty years.
Therefore, Xiao Yi, whose cultivation had been abolished, had been training hard for half a year, and stepped into the ring regardless of his own abilities, not for himself, but for his mentor. He wanted to give it a try.
It's a pity that the cruel reality is that Xiao Yi lost so completely that the sect lost patience with Lei Jiu.
Lei Jiu no longer has the face to continue occupying a palace, so he is not qualified to continue teaching his disciples.
"Come on, help me move things together." Lei Jiu stuffed many things into Xiao Yi's hands. Xiao Yi accepted it silently, his nose sore.
Lei Jiu comforted Xiao Yi: "Okay, don't cry anymore. The sky hasn't fallen yet. You are still my disciple. At least you are the best one I have taught."
Hearing Lei Jiu's affirmation of himself, Xiao Yi felt even more ashamed of his mentor.
When the master and apprentice were carrying their things and were about to leave, four people came towards them.
One of them is also a prominent figure in Wan Lei Tian Clan, named Lei Jue.
Lei Jue said with a hint of sympathy as soon as he arrived: "Senior Brother Lei Jiu, I heard that you are moving out, and this palace is just freed up for me to use. But don't hate me, this is the arrangement of the deputy sect master."
Lei Jiu replied calmly: "How can I? It's my fault. I can't blame anyone else. Unlike you, I have trained several true disciples. You are really amazing."
After finishing speaking, Lei Jiu took a good look at the three young men behind Lei Jue. They were all true disciples. Their eyes were as bright as fire and their weapons were majestic. They completely outshone Xiao Yi.
It only took Lei Jue twenty years to cultivate eight true disciples. He is currently the one who has cultivated the most true disciples among the Wan Lei Tianmen.
In contrast, Lei Jiu spent thirty years without cultivating a single true disciple.
It was not easy for Lei Jiu to meet someone as talented as Xiao Yi. He never expected that such a thing would happen to Xiao Yi. His luck was really bad.
"Brother, I heard that the deputy sect leader asked you to manage the backyard kitchen. That is simply overkill. Don't worry, I will help you to beg for mercy." After saying that, Lei Jue looked regretful, as if he really thought about Lei Jiu. , but it feels somewhat pretentious.
But after hearing this, Xiao Yi's heart skipped a beat. Why should his mentor Lei Jiu manage the miscellaneous disciples in the kitchen? That would be equivalent to never giving Lei Jiu a chance.
In Wan Lei Tianmen, disciples are divided into three levels. The most talented ones are selected as true disciples, those with average talents are ordinary disciples, and those with terrible talents can only work as handymen, that is, handyman disciples.
Let Lei Jiu manage the kitchen. With the level of those handyman disciples, how could Lei Jiu cultivate a true disciple to prove himself.
"Okay, Senior Brother Lei Jiu, I won't send you off. The deputy sect leader asked me to take over this place. If you don't mind, I'll go in and have a look." After saying that, Lei Jue left without Lei Jiu's consent. He led the three disciples into the palace that originally belonged to Lei Jiu.
In response, Lei Jiu just sighed, actually feeling very aggrieved.
But now, Lei Jiu is powerless and can only take the things and leave obediently.
Xiao Yi followed Lei Jiu all the way, looking at the lonely figure, every step he took was a little difficult.
Xiao Yi lowered his head, gritted his teeth secretly, held back tears, and felt uncomfortable in his heart.
The master and the apprentice arrived at the backyard kitchen one after another, and happened to see the handyman in the kitchen busy.
One of the friends, Jiang Qi, was surprised and happy when he saw them coming, and immediately ran to greet them: "You guys are packed with bags, this is..."
Lei Jiu's expression was a little solemn. He didn't answer and just walked past Jiang Qi.
Under the surprised eyes of the kitchen busboys, Lei Jiu walked towards one of the largest houses, where he would live from now on.
"What is going on?" Jiang Qi asked Xiao Yi, but saw Xiao Yi's helpless expression.
Jiang Qi thought about it carefully, and then he realized that the master and apprentice had been abandoned by the sect and transferred to the backyard kitchen.
At this time, Lei Jiu walked into the house. He grabbed the door and without turning around, said lightly: "Xiao Yi, don't worry, it's not so easy for me to be a teacher. I won't give up so easily." .”
After saying that, Lei Jiu closed the door and locked himself in the room.
"This..." Jiang Qi scratched his head, feeling that life would not be as easy as before when Lei Jiu was in charge of them.
As a disciple, Xiao Yi really wanted to fight for Lei Jiu, but since he was seriously injured and his cultivation was abolished, his meridians were also damaged, and he could no longer make a difference.
So Xiao Yi put his hope on Jiang Qi, which made Jiang Qi look confused and asked: "Why are you looking at me like this? Do you want to take advantage of my body?"
Xiao Yi smiled, hurriedly leaned towards Jiang Qi, and hugged Jiang Qi, very enthusiastically: "Brother, although I have lost my memory and can't remember how good our relationship was before, but during the time when I was seriously injured and recuperating, You have taken good care of me, and I am very grateful to you, so I want to repay you."
After hearing this, Jiang Qi narrowed his eyes and looked suspicious: "In your current situation, I don't need to say more. How do you plan to repay me?"
Xiao Yi immediately put on a loyal look: "I plan to let the master officially accept you as a disciple. We will do our best to train you and make you a true disciple to win for us."
"What!" Jiang Qi immediately refused, not to mention his talent, but training was too hard, and he was also very lazy.
How could Xiao Yi give up and continue to follow the temptation, telling Jiang Qi that some people seem to have no talent, but once they realize it, they know everything about everything, and their cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and they have won a beautiful wife, and they have reached the pinnacle of life. From now on, the impossible will become possible, and you, Jiang Qi, are the one who can create miracles.
"I'm sorry, I'm just a simple person. Please don't place your hopes on me." How could Jiang Qi fall for the bait so easily? He wanted to run, but his neck was tightly hooked by Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi didn't give up, no matter what he said, but Jiang Qi, who knew how much he weighed, just refused to do it.
Just as Xiao Yi and Jiang Qi continued to fight, suddenly another person came to the backyard of the kitchen.
His stern face and solemn eyes were full of the aura of keeping strangers away. His walking movements revealed a killing intent, giving the impression that he was not easy to deal with and it was best to stay away.
Jiang Qi's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it. He couldn't help but said: "What day is it today? This guy was also driven to the kitchen in our backyard."
The guy with a cold expression ignored everyone. He chose an empty room, walked in, and closed the door as if to isolate himself from the world, but no one dared to say a word.
Because Xiao Yi had lost his memory, he didn't know the origin of this person, but he felt that this person was not simple, so he asked about it.
Jiang Qi told Xiao Yi the origin of this person. His name was Jing Yihan. It was said that he was a weirdo. Although he was extremely talented, his personality and temper were really unbearable to the masters who taught him.
Jiang Qi guessed that no one wanted to continue being his master, Jing Yihan, so he was given up and transferred to the backyard kitchen.
After knowing the details of this weirdo, Xiao Yi's eyes lit up and he showed a very interested expression, thinking that he could give this person a try.
Under the current situation, Xiao Yi's meridians were damaged and it was difficult to achieve anything in his cultivation.
Jiang Qi has terrible talent and is lazy. He can't count on being able to eat or sleep.
But this Jing Yihan is different. He is definitely talented and worth cultivating, but his character and temperament are a bit difficult to get along with. In short, no one is perfect.
No, it's far from enough. In Xiao Yi's heart, what he wants to build is an indestructible and invincible powerful team.
