Lu Mian knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lin Zhuo: "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings."
Oh, that's quite clever.
Lin Zhuo thought that Lu Mian would give the opportunity to Su Ziqi, but he was overthinking it. He felt that Lu Mian could still be saved.
Lin Zhuo helped Lu Mian up from the ground and hung his waist pendant on Lu Mian's belt: "From now on, you will be my Haiqing's apprentice."
"Thank you, Master." Lu Mian clasped his fists.
After accepting his disciples, Lin Zhuo pulled Lu Mian and wanted to leave impatiently, but was stopped by Taixu again.
"Xiaoqing, why don't you collect a few more? With just two people, your herb mountain will be so deserted."
Lin Zhuo looked back at his master who was sitting on a high seat, and seriously felt that the other party must have been a salesman in his previous life.
"No, one disciple is enough. I can't take care of more than that." Lin Zhuo refused. He didn't know how to take care of one disciple, let alone more.
After hearing Taixu's words, many disciples' eyes lit up and they all stared at Lin Zhuo. After all, who wouldn't want to be accepted as a disciple by the Venerable Haiqing? However, after hearing Lin Zhuo's words, they became depressed again. He only accepted one disciple.
Many people cast jealous glances at Lu Mian. What a lucky guy.
Su Ziqi was the one who could not accept it the most. After hearing what Venerable Taixu said, he thought Lin Zhuo would just go with the flow and accept him, but he did not expect that Lin Zhuo picked Lu Mian away without even looking at him.
Why does Lu Mian do that?
Su Ziqi now regrets very much that he saved Lu Mian at that time. He should have followed the development of his master in his previous life and saved Lu Mian.
He didn't expect that his unintentional action would make him miss the opportunity to be accepted as a disciple by his master.
"What about me?" Su Ziqi still had hope, hoping that Lin Zhuo would accept him.
"I'm not good at using a sword, so you should choose a master who is more suitable for you." Lin Zhuo said and left with Lu Mian.
The corners of Su Ziqi's eyes turned red, he bit his lips tightly, and looked at the backs of the two people leaving: How could there be someone more suitable for you than me!
At this point, Taixu could only sigh. It was true that his little disciple didn't like crowds. Never mind. Just let it be. At least he had accepted one disciple.
Taixu coughed twice and said to Su Ziqi: "Xiaoqing has his own ideas, you should choose one that suits you better."
Cang Yunze straightened his back silently, and the swordsman who was originally competing with him no longer wanted to compete with him.
I am not Su Ziqi's favorite candidate, so what if I accept him? I am afraid that his mind is not here at all.
So the swordsman silently reduced his presence. At the end, he glanced at Cang Yunze, poor guy.
Even if he didn't do this, Su Ziqi wouldn't choose him.
In the end, Su Ziqi became Cang Yunze's disciple.
Because it seemed that Cang Yunze and Lin Zhuo had a good relationship and the two mountains were close to each other, Su Ziqi believed that he still had a chance to get close to Lin Zhuo, so he chose Cang Yunze.
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