Chapter 39: The Mermaid's Tears
The process of worshipping the master was boring and tedious, until the end, Chen Wuyang worshiped under the Great Elder, Qi Yudan worshiped under the head of the sect, and Qiu Ming and Zhan Jin worshiped under the Second Elder. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Among these pairs of masters and apprentices, the most incredible combination in Qiu Ming's eyes was Chen Wuyang and the Great Elder. If two people are as cold as ice, they won't freeze each other to death, and both of them are still so arrogant, won't they look at each other unpleasantly if they have differences?
The third elder returned in vain this time, and couldn't help but pout, looking at the head and the other elders with envy and hatred: "Why do you guys collect so much every time your apprentices, even if you don't have it in the past, this time there are so many geniuses, but I don't have any of them!" ”
When the Great Elder heard the three elders' complaints, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and glanced at the three elders: "There is no proper shape all day long, where is there a teacher, who would be willing to worship under your door, it is rumored outside..."
The Second Elder coughed lightly at the right time, interrupting what the Great Elder had said.
The head of the door spoke: "Okay, the new disciples must be tired, you go down first." ”
Qiu Ming really likes the three elders, but as the great elder said, he feels that the three elders are not suitable to be masters.
The Second Elder's flying magic weapon was a huge spirit sword, and she stood firm with a slight leap.
Qiu Ming was a little stunned, and said that it was okay to cultivate the sound.
As if seeing Qiu Ming's doubts, the second elder smiled faintly: "It's just a flying magic weapon, come up quickly." After speaking, he stretched out a hand like jade.
Qiu Ming looked at the second elder's encouraging eyes and hesitated a little, with such a thin flying sword, she really didn't know how to get off her feet, and her center of gravity was unstable and she fell on her stomach.
Turning his head to see that everyone else said that they were smiling at the flying sword of the master, it is not a way to drag it down like this, try it.
Gritting his teeth, Qiu Ming put his hand on the palm of the second elder, and stepped on the flying sword with one foot for support.
Qiu Ming, who had mounted the flying sword, breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhan Jin.
Zhan Jin really looked hesitant, and Qiu Ming subconsciously blurted out: "Don't worry, the flying sword is very stable, and it won't be unstable." ”
For a moment, the surroundings were quiet.
Looking at the expressions of the others who couldn't help laughing, Qiu Ming felt a little embarrassed and embarrassed.
There are also monks in these people's families, and they have never ridden flying swords since they were children, and it is the first time someone has said this.
As soon as Qiu Ming said this, Zhan Jin also relaxed, and followed Qiu Ming's posture and got on the flying sword.
I saw that the second elder squeezed his hands, and the flying sword slowly rose, and it was getting higher and higher from the ground.
The peak became smaller and smaller, and was slowly shrouded in white mist, a fairyland.
Qiu Ming grabbed the second elder's dress tightly, looked down, and closed his eyes tightly, wanting to cry without tears in his heart, Nima, I'm afraid of heights.
I don't know how long it took to fly, anyway, Qiu Ming felt that it had been a long, long time.
The flying sword finally stopped, landing on a flat peak.
"This will be the place where you cultivate, until you get married, you first go to the inner gate registration office to get your identity card and daily necessities." After speaking, he flicked his white sleeves and left.
Where is the inner door registry?
Naturally, someone was puzzled, and as soon as the second elder left, a male monk in a gray Taoist uniform walked over.
"Are the two of you new inner disciples?"