Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 179: In the personal discipleship
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I only saw Elder Piaowu point to a dark-skinned, móyàng ordinary girl. The girl seemed a little timid because of being in such an occasion, and her ordinary face was pale.
When the surrounding crowd looked at zìjǐ, this ordinary girl was taken aback. When she was sure that the person she was talking about was zìjǐ, her face was excited and she couldn’t believe it. The happiness came too suddenly. .
Elder Piaowu smiled kindly and waved at her. The girl felt a lot more stable, and the pale whiteness on her face was replaced by a flush of excitement. As soon as he came to Elder Piaowu, the elder Piaowu, who was not low in status but without the slightest arrogance, took the girl’s hand like that and said softly, "Girl, since I’m the only apprentice I’m dancing, I don’t care anymore. Whoever bullies you, no matter right or wrong, I will take care of him if I flutter and fight my old life!"
When the previous soft voice said the last sentence, the killing intent burst out instantly, especially after speaking, Piao Wu gave Xue Qingfeng a smile.
Zhao Jiuge and everyone looked at this girl with envy. Who doesn't want to have a master who loves zìjǐ. No one thought that the two disciples who were selected one after another would be mediocre-looking, with mediocre aptitudes, and there was nothing shining.
Xue Qingfeng was stared at by Piaowu, and her old face was a bit unbearable. She quickly shifted her gaze, instead of looking at Piaowu, but at the first Feihua and said, "Old man Feihua, you were always the first to start. Yes, why doesn't it look like your personality this time."
Feihua touched the beard of zìjǐ chin, and didn't mind Xue Qingfeng yelling zìjǐ old man, and said with a smile, "You said I have accepted three or four disciples. In the selection process, how can I have so much time and energy? Teaching."
On the opposite side of Feihua, the cold old man who was similar to him chuckled lightly, his eyes turned to the palm teaching sword above, and he moved unintentionally, "Three or four are nothing, our palm teaching is quite enough. Six disciples, one is comparable to the other evildoer."
When Feihua heard the words, the smile on her face was even stronger, "I haven’t seen the master teacher for a long time." Just when he thought Feihua gave up the idea of accepting disciples, Hua Feng suddenly turned and pointed to Leng. Ru Fei, "But this time there is really a pleasing one, I want it."
After the previous two disciples were selected, Leng Rufeng did not react much on the surface, but his eyes were full of joy, reflecting the heart of zìjǐ, without Feihua’s instructions, zìjǐ consciously came to Elder Feihua’s side, mentality Stabilized a lot.
Three people were selected one after another, Zhao Jiuge became a little anxious. I don’t know why he has not been selected yet. He is a bit eager to be selected. Although if he is not accepted as a direct disciple, he can still practice, but those The teachings of the elders and the teachings of a master cannot be the same.
Several senior generations have already taken action, and the Xuan Qifeng's palm seat no longer hesitated, and he did not hesitate to choose Zhang Pingquan, whom he had valued a long time ago. Although Zhang Ping persuaded her to behave in the absence of Huafeng, she did not shake her dìwèi in Du Jun's heart.
A cold snort, from the mouth of Du Jun's old opponent, Xuan Luofeng's head Zhang Xu, he was unwilling to lag behind Robert Wen. The two were divided into the palms of Xuanluofeng and Xuanqifeng, and naturally selected the people at the peaks of each child as their direct disciples.
Seeing that they have all started to start, the rest of the people are no longer embarrassed, the dazed, somewhat honest middle-aged black robe elder directly selected Chen Gang.
Among the six elders present, apart from the cold elder and the woman wearing the black veil, who had no choice, the other four elders have already gained something.
As time passed bit by bit, Zhao Jiuge's heart became tighter and tighter, because he knew that as he went to the back, the hope would become more elusive. He was prepared, and the worst result was that there was no one to choose zìjǐ , Zìjǐ will still cultivate well, nothing can stop zìjǐ from going forward.
At the moment when Zhao Jiuge lost his mind, another five or six disciples that Zhao Jiuge didn't know much were selected. This made Zhao Jiuge even more anxious and slightly disappointed, and at the same time the expectations in his eyes became stronger.
Jian Wuxuan looked at Zhao Jiuge's reaction with some interest, and was a little curious about the candidates that Senior Brother zìjǐ was optimistic about. This was the first time I saw Zhao Jiuge up close. Jian Wuxie on the side looked at the situation in the field coldly. He was lonely and widowed, but he didn't have the idea of accepting disciples, nor did he have that thought. When the little girl Sasha looked at Zhao Jiuge's expectant expression and laughed heartlessly, the two uncles and uncles on the side showed a helpless look.
As more than ten disciples were selected one after another, the scene seemed quiet again for a while.
The woman wearing a black veil, as if she had just recovered her mind at this moment, her thinking eyes moved, and she looked at the disciple in the field. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge is undoubtedly an outstanding existence, her cultivation base The highest, reaching the late stage of the foundation stage, and on the delicate face, the dark eyes that are determined and full of expectation are particularly attractive.
Seeing these eyes, the woman wearing the black gauze was inexplicably touched in her heart, which made her a little bit of the idea of accepting disciples, but she thought that zìjǐ had been practicing alone all these years, somehow. Instructing the disciples, fearing some misunderstanding, he hesitated. For a while, the black gauze woman just stared at Zhao Jiuge.
Gǎnshòu looked at zìjǐ with a single gaze, Zhao Jiuge didn't dare to look at each other, hoping that someone would call zìjǐ. However, no sound was heard for a long time.
"Are you all selected? No one is selected?" At this moment, Jian Wuxin's voice resounded again.
Seeing that no one was speaking, Jian Wuxin continued, "Since there is no one, then the selection time is over."
For some reason, Jian Wuxin's smile at this moment was a bit meaningful, with an imperceptible light in his eyes.
"The head teacher, if there is nothing wrong now, can I leave? I am anxious to give the apprenticeship to my apprentice. I need to educate my apprentice when I bring it back. I won't lose my reputation in the future." Xue Qingfeng pointed out Luo Xie who was aside said loudly, but his eyes were fixed on the flying flowers and dancing on the opposite side.
Hearing that the time for accepting disciples was over, Zhao Jiuge's eyes couldn't conceal disappointment, but he quickly cheered up. No one wanted it. Just like zìjǐ, he can practice hard and break his realm. The strength was also able to advance by leaps and bounds, and then, Zhao Jiuge's expression returned to normal, and he returned to the confident móyàng!
This made Jian Wuxuan, who had been following him, nodded, his eyes filled with admiration.
"Not yet, I have something to announce." Jian Wuxin smiled mysteriously and shook his head slightly.
"What else is going on." Xue Qingfeng asked a little curiously.
However, Jian Wuxin did not answer his question head-on, but instead asked, "You are sure that you have chosen your apprentice, right."
Although I don’t know what Jian Wuxin has to announce next, everyone nodded. There were some black gauze women who wanted to choose Zhao Jiuge as a disciple. They gave up the hesitation in their hearts as Jian Wuxin asked. .
At this moment, seeing everyone nodding, Jian Wuxin walked down slowly, and said with a smile as he walked, "That's good, lest I suppress you as a master, this is what you all choose. Down."
A group of people are a little unclear. Only Jian Wuxuan and Jian Wuxie know what Jian Wuxin thinks, and they smiled and looked at the scene in their eyes.
Even Feihua was a little puzzled, and couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart, "If the teacher has something to say, just say it, don't you say that something is not over yet, I don't know what it is."
Jian Wuxin suddenly smiled slyly like a child, and confided four words softly, but shocked the audience.
"I want to accept disciples."