meeting hall
The sect leader Chenran said: "I saw you had something to say just now, but what do you have in mind?"
As these words fell, the elders felt both happy and worried.
Naturally, the ones who were happy were those who showed up at the test bench just now, and the ones who were worried were naturally those who rushed to the meeting hall later. After all, they didn't even meet each other, so it was difficult to leave an impression.
Wu Lingkong didn't care about everyone's petty calculations, and respectfully clasped his fists and said: "Back to the sect leader, I do have some ideas."
"Oh? Then tell me. With your current qualifications, I believe that both the elders and this sect leader will try their best to meet your requirements."
Seeing him like this, the sect leader thought that he must have made some request to become a disciple, but Wu Lingkong only said one sentence.
"I have admired Master Chen Xiu for a long time. If I'm lucky enough, I hope I can become his disciple."
There was a moment of silence in the entire meeting hall. Looking at Wu Lingkong who was standing respectfully under the stage, everyone expressed strange expressions.
Chen Ran didn't seem to have expected that the other party would actually want to be a disciple of Chen Xiu. You must know that in the past hundred years, besides accepting Qing Hui as a disciple, Chen Xiu refused them all without even a frown, no matter how talented he was. Chen Xiu never cares about the affairs within the sect, so it can be said that he has no real power.
But the words had been raised by Wu Lingkong, and even though Chenran knew what the outcome would be, he still had to go and get Chen Xiu's opinion.
...
In the afternoon, under the peach blossom tree in the backyard, the master and apprentice were lying together on a bamboo chair. Qing Hui leaned his back on the chest of the person behind him, turned his head and asked in confusion: "Accepting a disciple?"
Putting the cored lychee into the young apprentice's open and closed pink lips, Chen Xiu said: "Well, he wants to be my apprentice."
Qing Hui chewed the fruit in his mouth, and felt that the male protagonist's move was quite strange, and said: "Then do you want to agree?"
"My only disciple in this life is you, my dear." Chen Xiu said and directly transmitted the answer to Chen Ran.
...
When he learned the result, Wu Lingkong was not very surprised. In other words, when he made this request, he already knew that it would be rejected. In the end, Wu Lingkong still listened to Goldfinger and became his master.
Cultivation has no time, this statement is absolutely true.
In just five years, Wu Lingkong stole the show in the inner sect. The skinny boy in the past has grown into a handsome man who has attracted the attention of countless beauties. His decisive and ruthless heroic appearance has made many girls secretly admire him. It is a pity that Wu Lingkong has never been there. All without a glance.
Wu Lingkong will never forget the shocking scene when he first met Qing Hui, when the ice sculpture behind him suddenly shattered when he turned around. Who in the world can match his smile.
At first Wu Lingkong thought that he would be closer to Qing Hui after entering the inner gate, but he found that he was terribly wrong.
Qing Hui rarely came out of the secret realm. Only a few times he happened to miss the mission. For five years, he did not see Qing Hui again.
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