Thinking about it, before he accepted me as an apprentice, Zilian lived alone in the Qingluan Palace, when eating, no one came to joke with him, poured him wine and vegetables, and when he slept, no one came to lay a quilt for him, warm his bed and cover his feet, and like today, when he gathered outside the palace gate, he was also alone to face the hundreds of people in the palace of the old man Yuanxu, and I felt sorry for him in my heart.

What a poor purple lotus, what a poor master.

"Master."

I couldn't help it, I raised my head and looked at him with tears in my eyes, at this moment, he didn't know what year he was looking at, perhaps, he noticed that I was looking at him, suddenly turned his head, and gave me a roll of the eyes, plus a 'shut up' mouth.

What's the matter, could it be that I was seen through by him all of a sudden? He had seen that I was sympathizing with him.

This speculation made me a little uneasy, thinking about a noble immortal like Zilian, it is estimated that it will make him feel very ashamed for the fact that I feel very sorry for him.

The sound of bells and drums rang and came from inside the palace gate.

The white-bearded third master walked forward slowly in white clothes, with a kind smile on his face, reached out and stroked the beard that was waist-length, looked around, and bowed slightly.

Look at the time of the cultivation of these three masters, it is not as long as the purple lotus, at most it is only three hundred years, I really don't understand, weishenme can be the master of this Lingyun Mountain with such a little cultivation from him, the bad old man in green clothes, Yuan Xu, is only two hundred years of cultivation, and he has also made a master, and my purple lotus is a fairy, but he has only been a master, I am indignant in my heart, and glared at the old man of Yuan Xu. Stinky old man, he must be relying on the fact that he has more apprentices than Zilian.

On this Lingyun Mountain, the immortal who has practiced for the longest time is Zilian, looking at the appearance of the third uncle, it is not far from the day when he will ascend to the immortal, sooner or later he will die and fly to the heavenly realm to rank in the immortal class, and then at that time, will my Zilian also be upgraded to become a master, and then, he is still only one apprentice, but there will be many apprentices.

I looked at Zilian with a smile on his face, but he still didn't want to glance at me.

He doesn't know how to hurt me?

I looked at him complainingly, my hand kept pulling the corners of my clothes, and I secretly said in my heart, I hate it, I hate it, you are only one disciple under you, if I get angry and ignore you, don't you feel lonely alone?

"Yuge, come forward."

Suddenly, I don't know who called me.

"What, what?"

I, who was in the Six Realms of the iTour, was frightened by this call, frowning and looking around, looking for the person who had scared me, thinking that I must find an opportunity to find a way to get revenge in the future.

"Fish Song."

Zilian's face sank, and she said coldly.

Seeing his angry face, I was shocked, could it be that when I was in a fugue, the person who called me was Zilian? If it's really him, it seems that this time I'm afraid that there will be more luck than lucky.

"Yes, Master."

I replied with a bitter face, and walked forward slowly with trepidation, and when I was still three steps away from him, I quickly stopped and stopped moving forward.

"Master, is there something wrong?"

I looked up at him, and he turned his head to look at the white-bearded third uncle.

What, ignore me?

Standing in front of him and seeing him ignore it made me feel overwhelmed.

The third master smiled and nodded, turned his head to look at me, and reached out to stroke his long beard.

"It's up to you to decide."