(BL)(MTL)Quick Pass] On how to refuse the favor of the sick villain

Chapter 116

Chapter 116: The Enchanted Apprentice x Gao Leng Shizun (End of the World 3)

    A large piece of memory rushed into Su Li's mind one after another. Under the huge impact, Su Li had a severe headache, and his consciousness seemed to have completely entered that strange memory... The memory came from him. From being born, to stepping into Xianmen, becoming the favored son of heaven, and then becoming the head of Xianmen, bit by bit, he showed his life that was envied by countless people.

    He seems to have lived his whole life under the envious eyes of others.

    His surname was Su Mingli. When he was born, he was an ice-type Shan Linggen with outstanding talent.

    Next, at the age of eight, he inhaled the air into his body, built a foundation at the age of twelve, and built a golden elixir at the age of twenty-four, becoming a monk at the level of an immortal. One of the darlings.

    Later, after thousands of years of practice, his cultivation level even gradually surpassed that of his master, and then he became the reliance of the entire Xuejing Sect. .

    From then on, everyone in the world called him Qinglian Shangzun, and gradually few people knew his original name, Su Li.

    For a person like him, probably everyone thinks that it is a matter of time before he ascends.

    This is a talent that others cannot envy, and it is also a fortune that cannot be copied by others.

    But all of this began to change when he was 1,284 years old when he accepted his only apprentice Feng Mohan... "Supreme Qinglian, the sect master asked the disciples to come. May I ask, in a few days the sect will be opened and new disciples will be recruited, does the Master intend to accept apprentices this year?" In

    the center of the silent and empty Xingyue Hall, a cold man with black hair in a snow robe opened his eyes slightly, sitting cross-legged. However, his expression remained the same, with a bit of indifference that seemed to calm everything in the world, "No intention."

    "However, the sect master said that on the peaks of other respected lords of the Xuejing Sect, there are disciples all over the mountain, and your Qinglan Peak alone has been alone for many years. I hope you can still preach the disciples, and the mountain will not be left in the cold. Let me persuade me again. I advise you."

    Su Li lowered his eyes for a moment, just when the young disciple in front of him thought that he, who has always been taciturn, would not speak again, he heard him say in a very light and indifferent voice, "It's not that the deity has no intention of accepting disciples, it's just that ,... This deity has no luck." The

    young disciple was stunned for a while, wondering if he didn't hear clearly or subconsciously asked, "What?" "

    "Nothing , you go . "

    Su Li has closed his eyes again.

    From the moment he built the golden elixir at the age of 24, he had a certain feeling in his heart

    . He has no luck in accepting apprentices in this life.

    Therefore, after countless years, even those who were lower than him in the past have become the masters of the first peak of the Snow Mirror Sect, and have already had countless disciples and grandchildren. The thought.

    It was an aura that was blocking him in the dark.

    And as a cultivator, he couldn't ignore this feeling.