A Sword Through the Nine Heavens Chapter 11: Conflict

Kiba caught up with the people in front, they were walking to another courtyard. This academy is huge, and many immortal masters walked in and out. This is equivalent to the post of the immortal masters. Mu Yu saw the selected peers just now, and some people stared at them curiously, and pointed at the same time. Yes, some people even sneered, looking down on these gray talented disciples.

"I said there are no people in the farming village, what kind of crops can be grown?" At this moment, a harsh voice rang beside Kiyu, and a discordant person suddenly stopped Kiyu. Kiyu looked up and saw that it was Xiaohu.

The appearance of Xiaohu made many people stop and watch. After all, this man has outstanding talents. His current status is naturally not comparable to that of a gray-talented disciple like Kiba. Everyone wants to know why this rising star will go. Embarrassing the worst disciple.

"Go away." Kiba didn't want to conflict with him. There was a slight imbalance in his heart. If he passed the test normally, even if he could not match him, he would not be ridiculed here.

"Huh! How dare you talk to me like that?" Xiaohu pushed Kiyu arrogantly. Kiba took a step back, frowning and asked: "What do you want?"

Xiaohu sneered, and said: "I heard that you incompetent disciples are serving as servants for our legitimate disciples. How dare you a servant speak to me like this?"

"Don't deceive people too much." Kiyu finished speaking lightly, and then walked forward, but Xiaohu stopped him again.

"This little boy, what do you want?" Deacon Xun rushed over and said with a smile. Of course he knew this amazing child. Xiaohu's talent is destined for his future achievements. , Where can the deacon dare to offend?

"Are you the deacon here? The head of the servant?" Xiaohu asked.

Xun Deacon’s face turned pale. In fact, Xiaohu was right. He was once a member of these gray disciples. His talent is no better than these disciples. He is doing the same as these disciples, hoping to be The dream of the selection of a school stayed, but he was a servant of the school for a lifetime, and when he was old, he became the head of the servant, that is, the housekeeper of the school.

"Yes, little son." Deacon Xun said respectfully. It is very common for them to be looked down upon by immortal masters, but what if they are not satisfied? He stayed in the school all his life, wasted his whole life for the illusory dream of cultivating immortals, and worked as servants for those real immortals all his life. The reason why they can endure this kind of life is because their status among mortals is very high. If they leave the school, they are nothing.

"Since it is, that's good, you let him admit that he is a waste, I will let him go." Xiaohu pointed to Kiba and said.

"Dreaming." Kiba looked across.

"That's not good, isn't it? He is just a newcomer. He doesn't need to follow anyone's orders for the time being. He doesn't need to serve any immortal master before he turns sixteen. This is also a rule." The deacon said quickly.

"There is also this rule! Then you must be sixteen years old, will you obey my orders?" Little Tiger's eyes turned around and asked.

The deacon Xun respectfully said: "You can do whatever you want, the son."

"You told him to say that he was useless." Little Tiger said aggressively.

Deacon Xun glanced at Mu Yu, and then shook his head: "I can't do this. They are not useless until they reach the age of sixteen." Deacon Xun actually protects the disciples Mu Yu, which makes many gray disciples feel a little bit Feel at ease, at least look for the deacon to be a good person, although he is a bit humbling, but knows right and wrong. Mu Yu also looked at Deacon Xun gratefully. In fact, Deacon Xun doesn’t need to protect them. After all, many gray disciples are destined to have no relationship with Xiuxian. They are just the lowest existence in the world of cultivation, but Deacon Xun has his own rules of conduct, and he is in charge. With these disciples, if these disciples are allowed to be humiliated, then who is willing to stay here?

"Hmph! You stinky old man. Then you can call yourself a waste of money for him?" Xiaohu looked at the smiles of the people around him. He believed that his talent was outstanding, and he was always ecstatic. He felt that he could not Ordering these gray disciples to do things, his face was dull, how to say he was also a proud son of the emperor, and he actually saved face here. Even a servant dared not listen to his words and was too unreasonable, so he sprinkled the evil spirit on Deacon Xun.

Xun Deacon’s face was flushed, but there was no way. The cultivation world also has the rules of the cultivation world. He took a deep breath and said: "I am..."

"Looking for a deacon, don’t say it. The name is Xiaohu, why are you a waste of money? Everyone has the conditions for cultivating immortals, and you have not started to cultivate, your tail is up to the sky, what are you proud of? Four years later, I can’t tell who is better than whom!” Kiyu walked over to interrupt Deacon Xun’s words, and then said angrily. Kiyu rarely got angry before, and he saw such shamelessness for the first time. People.

"Are you provoking me?" Xiaohu looked at the people around him and started laughing at him. He was also angry. He couldn't wait to knock Kiyu to the ground now, but he felt that he was a fairy now, and he should have With the appearance of the fairy master, it was too ugly for children to fight, so he resisted not doing anything.

"I think this little friend is right. Little Wawa, he hasn't practiced yet. Don't speak wild words!" At this time, a friendly voice overwhelmed everyone, a plain white beard. The old man came over slowly and stared at Kiba with interest. Kiyu found that this old man was the old man who was wandering near the gray stone just now.

"Which servant are you?" Xiaohu asked angrily~IndoMTL.com~Xiaohu, shut up! "At this moment, the white waves appeared at the right time, and he walked over and politely handed over to the white-bearded elderly man: "Forgive you, the head of the wind, the children are straightforward and don't know the etiquette. I will naturally teach him when I go back. He apologized. "

Windmaster? Which school's head?

Mu Yu murmured in his heart, it turned out that this is the leader of a faction, and it is rare that a master will speak for a gray disciple who has never met. This is something many people have never expected.

"It's okay, Nephew Baixian is polite. Now it depends on talent, but the future depends on character!" The old man smiled slightly and left with his hand, and when he passed by Mu Yu, he blinked at Mu Yu kindly. With a glance, Kiba got a little inexplicable.

"Go back to learn from etiquette and manners. People of the Qingsong School should not have such arrogant behavior." Bai Lang said to Xiaohu, and then left with Xiaohu.

"Is that the wind master of the Fallen Faction?"

"Yes! I heard that this is an influential school, which makes people look down upon!"

"Don't, although there are few people in the family, but the master's cultivation is not something you and I can discuss."

"Speaking of fewer people, they seem to have not recruited new disciples this year, right?"

"When have they recruited new disciples?"

"Yes."

……

Mu Yu was a little confused as he listened to the discussion of the people around him. Is this old man the leader of the Fallen Sect among more than twenty schools? His solid wood feather has only remembered two sects so far, one is the leader of the cultivation world, the Qingsong Sect, and the other is the Luochen Sect that many disciples are unwilling to go to. But why did they not recruit disciples? Is it true that no disciples are willing to go to the Fallen Sect? Listen to the people around you as if this school does not accept people, what is the meaning of their existence?