"Wu Yue, in your eyes, my Xuantian Sect is the one you two brothers who can enter if you want, and you can't enter if you don't want to?"

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The body fell on the Qingyu Avenue, Wu Yue struggled to get up, met the disappointed gaze, and said in a little panic: "It's not true, it's just that the seniors are profound, and they are kind to my brothers, and the kid knows that he is talented and dull, and he is not worthy of worshipping under his predecessors, so he will beg his predecessors to accept Wu Zhang as an apprentice." ”

"Brother, don't beg him, this person is narrow-minded and hard-hearted. This Xuantian Sect is nothing more than that, so if you don't enter!"

Wu Zhang stood in front of Wu Yue and said angrily.

Hearing this, his face was expressionless, and he was indifferent, but Lin Xiaoyuan behind him, when he heard that someone had insulted the sect and slandered the master, he couldn't help but have a cold face, and his heart was angry, if it weren't for the presence of so many real people, she really wanted this kid to try the magic sound to fill his brain, and ten thousand ghosts devoured his heart.

Even Situ Ling, who had been silent in the field, was also displeased, and a cold light appeared in her eyes, and she was already really angry.

"Xiao Zhang, be cautious!!Seniors in person, how can you be so rude!!"

Wu Yue's complexion changed greatly, and he scolded angrily, with so many real immortal masters present, it is really disrespectful for Wu Zhang to be so open-mouthed, if he is so evil, not to mention whether he can worship him as a teacher, I am afraid that even leaving this place has become a luxury.

Wu Zhang's face changed slightly, and he was also a little afraid in his heart, as soon as he said it, he knew that he was too impulsive, and if he died here because of this, it was really not worth it.

Fortunately, Xuan Chou didn't care about this, in his opinion, Wu Zhang will be of great use in the future, if he is killed by him now, it will be a pity, even if it is for Wu Yue's sake, he will not do anything to Wu Zhang now.

Therefore, those worries seemed unnecessary, but the Wu Yue brothers obviously didn't know what was going on in their hearts.

"Wu Zhang, since Xuantian Sect has nothing to do with you, why don't you worship my Haomiao Immortal Sect?" What I said before is still valid!"

Dao Xuan scolded secretly in his heart, but also with a smile on his face, and said: "If you enter my Lingxiao Palace, you have a Thunder Divine Venerable who is willing to damage yourself for three hundred years of cultivation, and pass on the magic for you to wash the marrow and shape the veins, so that your innate thunder body can go to the next level, and you can also read the Heavenly Book to practice the Heavenly Thunder Method, enter my Heavenly Palace Thunder Pool to cultivate, and have a God to protect you!"

Lingxiao Palace inherits the ancient Shinto, with the "Lingxiao Heavenly Book" as the foundation of Taoism, the Book of Heaven has a total of eight volumes, eight divine veins, the upper four are thunder, fire, plague, and fighting, and the lower four are wind, water, clouds, and mountains, among them, the thunder department is the head of the eight, and the thunder pool of the Heavenly Palace is the foundation of the Lingxiao Palace, which can suppress the luck of the Xianmen.

In Lingxiao Palace, a god-level Shinto monk can be compared to a reincarnation realm venerable, and he is also a high-level existence of the Xianmen, however, for the sake of the innate thunder body, he is willing to give up three hundred years of penance to wash the marrow and shape the veins for his inheritance, and the sacrifice is not small.

It can be seen from this that Lingxiao Palace's attention to Wu Zhang's innate thunder body is not at all below the Ten Thousand Beast Gate and the Vast Miao Immortal Gate.

However, after hearing this, Wu Zhang shook his head very calmly, his eyes swept over everyone, stared at Yuqing Zhenren, and slowly spoke: "I want to worship my predecessors as teachers, I don't know what you said before, does it count?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was speechless, I didn't expect this kid to be so paranoid, he really didn't learn the way of the sword, no matter how others persuaded and lured, he never wavered, for another person, why still learn the sword!

Yuqingzhen's face was still indifferent, without the slightest joy, his eyes were like a sword and looked directly at Wu Zhang, as if he wanted to see him transparent, he was silent for a long time, and then said coldly: "You can't apprentice, why do you change your worship to me?"

Wu Zhang shook his head, as if he knew that the Yuqing people would ask this question, and said frankly: "Are you more powerful than your predecessors, the kid is ignorant, he can't see it, and he can't judge it." But I entered the way of the sword only to pursue the path of supreme strength, and it has nothing to do with people. ”

The Jade Halal Innocent nodded, and then asked: "That is the case, I didn't promise you the Immortal Path Dao, let alone all kinds of benefits, do you think you can still become the strongest person under my door?"

"Success or failure lies in oneself, I would like to worship my predecessors as a teacher, just because you have passed on my mantle, I believe that under the disciples of my predecessors, I can learn the truth!"

Wu Zhang did not hide anything, and told everything he thought.

The sword light flashed in the eyes of the jade Qingzhen, and there was a hint of sharpness leaking out, and he said lightly: "Enter my door, and I will do everything I can to pass on what you have learned all your life." But you have to endure all kinds of suffering, and you have to worry about your life at any time, so are you still willing to do that?"

"The disciple is willing!" in just four words, he did everything.

Yuqing Zhenren nodded lightly and said: "In this way, you will be the third disciple of my seat, and you are also a closed disciple, after returning to the sect, the teacher will notify the master and preside over the great ceremony for you." ”

"Everything depends on the master!" Wu Zhang's face was respectful, and he knelt down and kowtowed, and then in the complicated expressions of everyone, he walked behind the Yuqing Zhenren, saluted Xu Jun, and stood up.

Seeing Wu Zhang worship under the Zixiao Gate, Lu Xiangsheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was really afraid that something would happen again, his eyes fell on Wu Yue, and he couldn't help but feel a little headache.

"Wu Yue, who do you want to worship as a teacher?"

This is said to be very level, Lu Xiangsheng didn't say which immortal sect he worshipped, nor did he say who he worshipped, he bluntly said who to worship as a teacher, but he secretly helped Wu Yue directly choose a real person to apprentice in the field, which can be regarded as indirectly pit all real people.

Wu Yue took the silk scarf handed over by Situ Ling, thanked him, and then wiped the blood stain on his face with the silk scarf, making him look less terrifying and hideous, but his face was still bloodstained, just like a flower-faced cat, Lin Xiaoyuan and Situ Ling looked at it for a while.

Hearing Lu Xiangsheng's question at this time, Wu Yue was slightly stunned, and looked around at many real people, except for the sorrow, Jingyue real people and drunken Taoists who looked at them indifferently.

The rest of the real people, either cold-faced and angry, or he looked at him, Gu didn't want to accept him, and the disciples around him who were looking for immortals mostly regarded him with pity, such as Feng Lin and the like, even more disdainful and disdainful.

Waste is waste after all, even if he reaches the peak, there is still no real person willing to take him as an apprentice.

"Thanks to the general's love, it's just that Wu Yue is a waste person, a hundred years of dry bones, since he can't cultivate immortals, why force immortals, let me go down the mountain, return to my homeland, fishing and hunting mountain township!"

Wu Yue shook his head and clenched his fists, making a salute to the rivers and lakes, his words were a little sluggish, but he politely declined Lu Xiangsheng's kindness.

Nodding silently, Lu Xiangsheng glanced at Wu Yue with some complicated feelings, and sighed: "Everyone has their own fate, if you don't want to, I won't force it, so let's go down the mountain."

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