Immortal’s Farmland Chapter 315: Zi Jing accepts disciples
315 Zhang Zijing accepts disciples
Sorry, it has been raining heavily in the past two days, and the call came late today.
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The days of Liyun faction were very simple. An Lan would take Bai Siming around every day, accompany the two elders of the Bai family to dinner and chat, and spend most of the rest of the time practicing on the top of the mountain.
Except for a few friends, there are relatively few contacts.
Fortunately, she is also a person who can bear loneliness, but she doesn't feel any comfort.
October is the busiest month for the Liyun School, which is of extraordinary significance to many disciples of the Liyun School. In addition to the selection of inner disciples, there are also performance assessments for inner disciples.
The Liyun School has become a big school in the hot summer, so every month, many aristocratic schools come to watch the ceremony and promote exchanges.
Inner Sect disciples were selected on the first day of October. A few days ago, they had arrived in the same way. They were all arranged in the Yingke Courtyard of Baizhang Peak.
The disciples of the liyun faction hurried in and out. Although they are in a hurry, everything is in order and does not give people a sense of panic.
Standing on Baizhang Peak and looking down, Shizhang Peak is already full of red leaves, but when you look up, Qianzhang Peak is lush and lush.
Anlan led Bai Siming down. This year’s selection of the inner disciples of the Liyun School is very important to her, but it’s not because of which kid she has fancyed that she wants to be accepted as an apprentice. This year is Zijing’s number one. Served as an examiner for the selection of inner disciples.
Thinking of Hongyun's sternness back then, An Lan hooked her mouth, wondering how the generous and benevolent elder brothers would test these disciples in the hearts of all the disciples.
Anlan hugged Bai Siming's gray and blue disciples who were setting up the venue, and looked envious when she saw Bai Siming's senior disciple's costume. A little milk baby over six years old has become a senior disciple, and they are more than three times older than Bai Siming, but they are still struggling at the lowest level.
"It's just a good dad." Some disciples' voices were disdainful, but they didn't know that their eyes were flushed with jealousy.
Anlan also came from the grey-clothed disciples, and was still friendly to most of the low-level disciples, but they didn't like those who went the wrong way. Seeing those disciples who are practicing hard for selection, I don't forget to say cheer for encouragement.
With her cheering, many disciples are excited.
Although Anlan has not been in the Liyun School for a long time, her story has been widely circulated among the Liyun School disciples, especially the wedding, which was even talked about by the disciples in the door, without her knowing. , She has become the idol of many disciples, especially girls.
Of course, this is only limited to people who know her. For the disciples who are new to the school for a few years, they only heard the name of An Lan but don't know what she looks like.
Anlan is too far away for them, too ethereal, and they worship their big brothers even more, and Zijing, who is known as the "Three Jie in the Summer" with Gu Xifeng from the Shenshui Palace and Fu Wangshou from the Fu family.
This time, the number of disciples who signed up to participate in the selection of inner disciples was far more than in previous years. Among them, there were obviously more female disciples, and they also had an inexplicable relationship with Zijing.
Many female disciples secretly promised Zi Jingfang and wanted to show their faces in front of him.
An Lan held Bai Siming and walked towards the Lixiaoyuan, and suddenly noticed a hostile look, but she looked around and found nothing unusual.
weird. An Lan tilted her head and couldn't think of a reason.
Although her cultivation base is only in the golden core stage, her consciousness is extremely sharp. The hostility suddenly came and disappeared. Although it was only a moment, she was sure that she did not feel wrong.
This is the Liyun faction. Who would see her not pleasing to the eye? Will it be a guest here to watch the ceremony?
An Lan thought for a while, but didn't understand, and finally shook his head: "Forget it, it's the fox that always shows its tail."
Today is September 29th. In addition to other places, the local forces in Yunzhou have also arrived at the Liyun faction one after another. On the crane cart leading to Liyun Mountain, a handsome and cheerful young man looked excited. Those dark eyes are absolutely charming.
This son is wearing a moon-colored cotton-patterned robe with moiré embroidered on the neckline. He wears a white jade crown on his head. He is not very old, and looks like seventeen or eighteen years old, but he is extraordinary. He looks at him. Just understand what a heroic boy is.
"Brother Chong, this crane car is really good, let's get one too."
Yunji shook his head: "This method of taming cranes is unique to the Liyun School. Didn’t the third brother give you a flying beast the other day? How quickly I will get tired of it?"
Yun Jizhong is a little less hostile and calm than a few years ago.
Young Master smiled wryly, did not speak, he leaned in front of the car window, and shook the bell on his waist with his right hand stroking it gently.
ding-ding...He has been listening to this ringtone for more than ten years, but he never tires of it.
This son's brother is Yun Jiyou. In An Lan's impression, he is still acting like a baby with himself all day long, but he did not expect that he has grown into a son-in-law who makes the big girl and the little wife's heartbeat. .
An Lan was really stunned when she saw him again.
Time flies so fast.
Yun Jiyou smiled and saluted An Lan, but his eyes were fixed on Bai Sijing in An Lan's arms, as if to say: "Boy, come down, that place belongs to me."
Bai Siming understood the meaning of Yun Jiyou's eyes, his small body was erect, and then he slammed on An Lan, provocatively smiling at Yun Jiyou: What if I won't come down?
Yun Jiyou squeezed his fists and walked up to squeeze Bai Siming’s small face. Although he was smiling, he started to squeeze hard, making Bai Siming’s small face hurt: "Sister Lan, this little guy is good. Cute."
"Cute, doesn't it look like when you were a kid?" An Lan was still very happy to hear someone praise her little nephew for being cute, but she didn't notice the fight between the two little guys.
Bai Siming was pinched so that tears rolled in his eyes. He squeezed his small fist and bit his lips to force the tears back. Although he is young, he knows that as a man of the Bai family, if he is crying now, he Just lost.
Little Magic Star gave An Lan a fierce look, then he held An Lan with both hands and kept rubbing, then took a bite on An Lan’s cheek, and said in a coquettish voice with the voice of milk and milk. Si Ming is the best. Kiss."
An Lan smiled and took a sip on his little face. Yun Ji was trembling with anger. When it comes to selling cute costumes, Yun Jiyou is a senior, but why An Lan never sang him?
Seeing Yun Ji's pale face, Bai Siming lay on An Lan, sticking out his tongue.
stinky boy. Yun Ji snorted secretly, thinking about how to move back 10%.
An Lan didn't notice the confrontation between the two little guys, but Yun Jizhong on the side saw clearly, shook his head, and was amused by the behavior of the two little guys.
When I saw Bai Siming selling cute costumes, time seemed to go back more than ten years ago. In that small courtyard in Yongxiang, my brother and the woman in front of me were practicing yoga under the old locust tree.
Sweat shines in the morning light, it's beautiful.
"Don't mess around." Yun Jizhong knew what his little brother was thinking and brought him behind him.
Yun Jiyou is also a tyrant of the Yun family, but he is still very afraid of his elder brother. He bowed his head in frustration and said nothing, but just gave Bai Siming a bit unwillingly.
On the first day of October, all the disciples gathered in the square of Baizhang Peak. After a brief speech by the head Lichen, the selection of the inner disciples began. This time the teams participating in the selection were still divided into three teams. When Zijing appeared, cheers rang out from the crowd.
"Big brother, big brother."
Even Bai Siming, who was held in An Lan's arms, clapped his hands and yelled at Zi Jing with excitement. "Big brother, big brother."
Zijing heard Bai Siming's voice and turned her head and smiled at him.
Before dusk, the disciples of the other two teams came back one after another. Very few people were eliminated in the team. Their expressions were relaxed. It seemed that the first level was not difficult.
Of course, it’s so easy to have only these two teams. When Zijing came back with his team at the last moment, the disciples behind him looked like they had just been fished out of the water. Not only were they soaked, they were also exhausted. Like a dog crawling, he kept panting, and didn't even have the strength to speak.
They looked at Zijing's eyes in awe and awe, and even the corners of their mouth twitched when they saw Zijing's smiling face.
Of course An Lan knows what they are smoking, it seems that Zijing is much stricter than Yun Gu. This is the first day, and there will be a second test tomorrow. As long as they survive the second, I believe they will shine on the day of the competition.
By the end of the second game, only six people passed by Zijing's men. The elimination rate unexpectedly reached the highest selection among the inner disciples of the Liyun School. In the third day of the arena competition, An Lan was not bad as expected. These six people shone brilliantly and all passed.
One of them was respected by the quilt and became his disciple.
When Zijing brought his first disciple Pu Hao to visit, An Lan was petrified on the spot by that master~IndoMTL.com~ Is this the master? The seniority is also higher. In the end, Bai Siming pulled her sleeve to come back to her senses.
gave Pu Hao a meeting ceremony as usual, and said some scenes.
Puhao looked excited when he received the meeting gift from An Lan. He swallowed, his hands trembled, and he was so happy that he was about to faint.
zijing patted the disciple on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's boring, I'm so excited when I see the low-grade spirit weapon, don't say it is my apprentice in the future."
Puhao finally recovered from the excitement, and Zi Jing took him to knock Bai Yinyi's head again. Pu Hao was almost out of breath by Bai Yinyi's aura, cold sweat broke out all over his body.
I thought, Shizu really deserves to be a strong man in the Yuan Ying stage. He felt that as long as Bai Yinyi flicked his finger, he would be wiped out.
"To enter my door, I only have one request: first." Bai Yinyi's voice was very low, but when he heard Pu Hao's ears, he aroused infinite pride.
First.
He didn't even dare to think about these two words before, but at this moment, they were deeply carved into his heart.
That's right, first.
His master, his master, which one is not the best among contemporary disciples? Which one is not the first?
He, Pu Hao will be the first disciple of this generation from today
"The disciples will definitely live up to the expectations of the master."
"Very good." Bai Yinyi nodded, and also gave Pu Hao a meeting ceremony. Pu Hao saw that it was actually a low-grade magic weapon again. When did the sub-grade spirit weapon become Chinese cabbage?
It's great to be in the master's door...Pu Hao is really happy to pass out after seeing his elders come back from the White House.