Almost everyone held their breath and waited for the legendary sword immortal to make a decision.

Even the air became tense, and probably only Gu Ziyan would lower his head in this atmosphere, thinking aimlessly about other things in his heart. Because he is different from others, maybe anyone can become Mo Yong's disciple, but only Gu Ziyan is the most unlikely.

Not to mention that Gu Ziyan himself was not very willing, even in Mo Yong's previous expression, there was probably some resistance.

So when Gu Ziyan, who was distracted at this time, heard the name in Mo Yong's mouth that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar, he almost fell to the ground without being scared.

"Gu Ziyan." Mo Yi lightly opened his lips and read out the name written in the letter, "From today on, you are the closed disciple of Feng. ”

It was a letter written by his master, Qingyuan Shangxian, the founding patriarch of the Taihua Immortal Sect. No matter how cold Mo Ji is, he can't go against his master's will. Although he didn't know why the master, who had only asked about the sect for a long time, insisted on accepting this disciple by himself this time, Mo Yong finally compromised.

Of course, Mo Yong knew that once he made an exception, more people would want to worship Qianhan Peak, so he simply said it from the beginning - this was the first time he accepted an apprentice, and it was also the last time, and this apprentice was his closed disciple.

[The quest "Worship the Master Sect Taihua Immortal Sect" has been completed by 90% of the time. 】

[Complete the precondition of the highest reward ending "Worship the Master, Taihua Immortal Sect, Thousand Cold Peak", after completing the ending, you will be rewarded with opening the skill system, as long as you nod your head, you can achieve it~ It's better to take action! 】

Gu Ziyan, who was almost stunned by the news, raised his head stiffly with a face full of disbelief, and walked in front of Mo Ji step by step.

Once they were opposing demons and immortals, but now, they are about to become close masters and apprentices under the same roof. Such a change made Gu Ziyan's outlook on life subvert in just a few seconds, and he didn't know how he had completed these few steps.

He actually ...... Want to become Mo Yong's only disciple?

The Mo Yong who seriously injured Gu Ziyan outside Anlan City a hundred years ago, and finally let him go.

Ten days ago, Gu Ziyan was inexplicably hacked by the catastrophe, and later rescued him with three drops of blood.

For a while, Gu Ziyan suddenly couldn't tell what kind of affection he had for Mo Yong. However, his reason clearly told himself that at this time, only following the direction of the system was the best choice.

If he misses the ending of this task, Gu Ziyan may never be able to open the skill system. And for Gu Ziyan, who has just entered the Immortal Dao now, the abilities carried by the skill system are more useful than any magic cheats.

Gu Ziyan has always felt that he is a rational person.

So he walked up to Mo Yong, bowed his head, knelt down on one knee, and said the sentence clearly: "Disciple Gu Ziyan, please meet Master." ”

[Quest "Worship the Teacher" completed.] 】

[Reach the seventh ending of the current quest "Worship the Master, Taihua Immortal Sect, Thousand Cold Peaks", which is the highest reward ending.] 】

[The skill system is enabled, and 1000 repair points will be awarded according to the current cultivation realm for skill upgrades.] 】

Mo Yong's eyes couldn't hide the shock, because even he didn't know that the disciples under his command were actually ...... It was him, the child who had saved him a catastrophe in the Nameless Valley.

The white hair like snow makes this child look overly calm, and the little cinnabar between his eyebrows seems to be as gorgeous as being imprinted into people's hearts.

Seeing this face again, a hint of retreat suddenly appeared in Mo Yong's heart - this may be a wrong decision, if he had known that Patriarch Qingyuan asked him to accept Gu Ziyan, it was this young man with a face that looked like Cangyan Demon Venerable back then, maybe he would not have agreed to this matter.

Even if Mo Yong couldn't accept it, it was difficult to deny that the Cangyan Demon Venerable, who had died and died because of him, had already become a deep-rooted part of his heart in the past hundred years.

At this moment when he thought about it clearly, Mo Yong actually began to feel at a loss, since he was young and worshiped under the Qingyuan Patriarch to practice the immortal path, he had never been at a loss.

What exactly is he afraid of?

The question itself is intimidating.

I don't know how long it took, the Taiqing Hall was so quiet that even the breathing of the person beside him became extremely clear, and Gu Ziyan, who was kneeling on the ground, had a drop of sweat rolling down the back of his neck. Not because he was nervous, but because the wound on his chest had not yet healed, and he didn't know when it would crack again.

Probably because of the dream-like adventure last night, coupled with the fact that I hurried to Longshou Peak today, and kneeling here for so long...... In short, bursts of pain began to come from the cracked wound, which made Gu Ziyan break out in a cold sweat.

The place where he had been injured was nothing else, but the heart that would kill him. Not only is it very slow to recover, but once it hurts, it hurts with all four limbs. But in this high-profile situation, Mo Yong didn't nod, and Gu Ziyan couldn't get up according to the rules.

What was Mo Ji thinking at this time? Why is there no reply?

Or is it ...... Did he regret it?

Under the stimulation of pain, the questions in Gu Ziyan's mind popped up one after another, but they quickly became a mess. He began to feel a little light and fluttery, as if he was floating on a cloud, staggering and uncontrollable.

"Bang-" sounded in the extremely quiet hall.

Under the gaze of countless disciples of the Taihua Immortal Sect, Gu Ziyan maintained a half-kneeling posture and fell straight forward.

Mo Ji was almost instinctive, leaning over and reaching out to catch Gu Ziyan the moment he fell, while avoiding Gu Ziyan from falling directly in the face, it inevitably involved the wound on his chest.

Blood gushed out in an instant, and through Gu Ziyan's clothes, the sleeves of Mo Yan were also dyed a few points of bright red.

Gu Ziyan, who was caught by Mo Yong, closed his eyes tightly at this time, his face was pale, and he had already fainted.

Even in this state, the pain between his eyebrows has not diminished, which shows how heavy it was at the beginning. It's just that after the previous treatment, the impact was not great, and Gu Ziyan didn't bother to say anything, so there would be an illusion that he had recovered.

Mo Yong's expression became complicated, and under the cold coat, no one could really see his thoughts. But he still picked up Gu Ziyan smoothly at the first time, tried his best to avoid the wound that looked a little terrifying, and quickly led him to the top of the steps where Elder Xuangu was.

Elder Xuangu had also noticed the unusual movement just now, and when Mo Ji walked over, he had already asked his disciple to bring the medicine box. And with the ink to the back of the steps of the Taiqing Palace, into a space separated by a separate screen.

Behind the screen, there was a couch for resting, which happened to be Gu Ziyan's temporary hospital bed.

Undo the blood-soaked placket, and a half-finger-long wound on the heart appears in front of him. The new flesh that had just come out had become a blur of flesh and blood at this time, and it looked as miserable as when it was first injured. I don't know when, the wound that had been removed from the toxin was covered with traces of blue and black again.

"Atractylodes, bring the medicine." Elder Xuangu couldn't help frowning as he looked at the traces that were like vines correcting errors.

The last time he rescued Ziyan, he had indeed removed the toxin from the wound, but it seemed that this poison was extraordinary, and it was actually hidden in the depths. When the wound ruptures again and the host weakens, it grows like a weed again.

carelessly, it seems that even if Xianxuelou's ranking has fallen out of the top ten of the Tianshu list, their methods still cannot be underestimated.

Bai Zhu looked at Gu Ziyan's appearance, and he was also worried. Therefore, as soon as Elder Xuangu gave the order, he quickly found the medicine he needed from the medicine box, and carefully sprinkled the medicine in the vial on the bloody wound.

The jade dew is transparent, and when it comes into contact with the wound, it connects itself into a piece, covering the entire wound with blue and black marks. Then after a few slight fluctuations, those blue and black marks were introduced into the transparent liquid little by little like a hooked fish.

As the liquid turned black little by little, the poisonous marks on Gu Ziyan's wound gradually disappeared, and even the frowning brows he had raised in his coma stretched slightly.

The liquid that had absorbed the toxin became cloudy, and Baizhu brought the mouth of the vial in his hand close to the rest of the liquid, and the liquid wrapped itself in a ball and burrowed back into the bottle. This jade dew is also the unique secret recipe of Elder Xuangu, and it is usually outside the Taihua Immortal Sect, which can be said to be hard to find.

Once the toxin has been removed, the rest is relatively simple.

Baizhu skillfully cleaned, medicated, and finally bandaged Gu Ziyan's wounds, almost wrapping him into a tight zongzi. After doing this, Baizhu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and whispered, "It shouldn't crack this time." ”

Gu Ziyan's breathing calmed down, and his pale face gradually returned to normal.

Probably only Mo Yong himself knew that during the whole process just now, his heart was beating wildly.

In front of this child, who is inextricably linked to him and always comes to him by accident, Mo Yong finds that he has no way to stay out of the matter as before. Looking at Gu Ziyan's bloody wounds, he actually felt self-blame for the first time.

If Gu Ziyan hadn't been left alone in the Nameless Valley, maybe he wouldn't have been injured.

If he hadn't hesitated just now, then maybe he wouldn't have recurred from his old injury.

If you hadn't promised the battle outside Anlan City back then......

Mo Yi suddenly closed his eyes tightly, and forced back the last inexplicable thought that popped up again. The demon that has been lingering for a hundred years is like a sharp sword hanging above his head, waiting in the shadows for another chance to make a comeback.

Elder Xuangu suddenly sighed lightly: "When I first saw this kid in Biluo City, I wanted to accept him as a disciple, but I didn't expect him to refuse. Later, due to fate, he rescued him outside Biluo City who almost died at the hands of Xianxue Pavilion Qingyu. I thought that I could finally accept this apprentice this time, but since the junior brother is also willing to accept him as an apprentice, I naturally will not miss his future. ”

"I have found a disciple in Biluo City, even if this child worships the White Dragon Peak as I wish, he can only be an ordinary inner disciple. It's better to hand it over to the junior disciple, this is the best choice for him. Elder Xuangu had a bit of a sense of reluctance to cut his love, and it was inevitable that he would babble like an ordinary old man, "Although this child's spiritual root only has seventh-level qualifications, it is a rare pure yang body. Although the old man may not say this, he still hopes that the junior brother will not bury his talent. “

"I know." Mo Yi lowered his eyes, reached out and gently touched Gu Ziyan's cheek with his slightly cool fingertips, "I will only have this one apprentice, and the cause and effect owed in the past should be repaid several times." ”

The selection of new disciples in the Taiqing Hall began again after a short period of stagnation, but the next qiē had nothing to do with Gu Ziyan, who was still asleep. Before today, perhaps Gu Ziyan would never have thought that his final destination would be under the Mo Sect.

In the dark, there is a providence.