Chapter 63: The Child

"You, you, you......"

Looking at the girl standing in front of his stall covered in muddy water, Mr. Zhenshan's beard was about to be cocked, and the old man watched the excitement for so long, but he didn't expect the excitement to burn to his door.

He didn't expect that this woman would want to choose the water courtyard at this time.

Didn't even try to test the other palaces.

But......

Although the series of actions of the Fire Academy just now are disgraceful, this does not mean that Mr. Zhenshan can easily accept female disciples in today's world.

Looking at the girl who was staring at him quietly in the distance, Mr. Zhenshan frowned, and at the same time felt that the big apprentice around him also stiffened.

The old man sighed secretly in his heart, and was about to open his mouth to refuse directly. He despised the behavior of the fire courtyard, even if he disagreed with this woman's behavior, he didn't want to toss this girl too much, why should he humiliate others knowing that he couldn't do it.

Mr. Zhenshan looked at Ying Baoyue and wanted to speak, but looking at the empty position in front of the big characters written by himself, and then looking up at the huge word "water" on the stone tablet, the old man's heart suddenly became infinitely sad.

The world makes people, why is it that the only one who walks in front of his own position is such a female doll?

If it is a man with a proper name, no matter what his talent is, even if he is an old man, he will keep this person.

Because otherwise, the inheritance of their water courtyard will be severed.

Mr. Zhenshan looked at the girl in the heavy rain and the only disciple beside him, and secretly gritted his teeth.

No, not to mention men, if it weren't for the fear of delaying this female doll's life, he wouldn't even want to let go of the female disciple.

This year, their water courtyard has really come to the extent that no one can pick it.

Mr. Zhenshan only hated his heart for not being black enough at this time.

The old man's chapped lips opened, but before his voice could be heard, the crowd around him suddenly burst into boos.

"Hahaha, I thought I was going to run away with my tail between my legs, but I still want to run to the water courtyard?"

"Anyway, women can't become heavenly steps, and the water courtyard is now a person who wants to pull it, but this girl will want to!"

"But even if it's a water courtyard, this girl can enter? Is the water courtyard so hungry and doesn't choose to eat? ”

"I can't enter the fire courtyard and enter the water courtyard, this girl wants to be beautiful, isn't that Xu Yishan the most hated woman in the water courtyard?"

Mr. Quake frowned at the cynicism of the boys.

The old man's gaze cooled.

Although this girl's behavior was a bit of something, judging from everything she had just shown, he didn't think that these kids, who had mostly come here with ancestral shade, were qualified to speak of her.

She was just born at the wrong time.

The old man looked at the pure-eyed girl not far away, and a trace of regret slipped in his eyes.

Even in the cynicism of countless people, she did not give up, and even without the slightest resentment and anger on her face, she was as calm as ever. If such a mind had lived while those two wonderful women were still alive, the girl would have achieved a great deal.

It's a pity......

"Isn't there a shortage of people in your water courtyard," and at this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded beside Mr. Zhenshan, who was hesitating.

Mr. Zhenshan frowned and looked to his side, and Mr. Haoran was looking at him coldly.

"Don't tell the old man, you didn't refuse but hesitated." Mr. Haoran said coldly, "At least two disciples of the Four Palaces Douwu will appear at the banquet of Jixia, if you can't recruit people today, you will lose your qualification to participate, you won't be moved by this because of this, right?" ”

When he heard that at least two disciples were needed, Xu Yishan was shocked.

Chen Zichu on the side was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly realized why this woman suddenly walked to the water courtyard at this time.

On the way here, he told Ying Baoyue about the requirements for participating in the banquet, and she ...... Anticipated this in advance?

Mr. Zhenshan listened to the ridicule of his colleagues, but he was not as enraged as Mr. Haoran expected.

"You're right, the old man really can't recruit people," Mr. Zhenshan glanced at Mr. Haoran lightly, "If there aren't so many cultivators in this world who claim to be able to climb the Heavenly Ladder." ”

"You ......" Mr. Haoran frowned, he had planned to take advantage of the arrogance of his colleagues, but he didn't expect this person to be as good as before.

"You don't even want face, do you?" Mr. Haoran said coldly.

"The old man is even going to break the inheritance, what kind of face do you talk about?" Mr. Zhenshan just glanced at him faintly.

Mr. Haoran frowned, and the breath on his body surged, "If you really do something to disgrace the Jixia School Palace, the old man, as the next sacrificial wine, will have to kill his relatives in righteousness." ”

"Really?" Mr. Zhenshan remained silent, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Naturally, unrepentant practitioners are sent to Ningguta." Mr. Haoran said coldly.

"What's more, this woman can't even wipe the flint of my fire courtyard, her talent is so low, you can accept apprentices at will in order to fill the number, and don't want to participate in the upper four palaces fighting!"

Talent......

Mr. Zhenshan's eyes sank, he took a deep breath, and looked at the girl in the distance with regret. But the next moment, the old man's pupils suddenly shrank.

In the rain and mist, the old man's eyes widened, and he looked at the tiny droplets of water suspended beside the girl, which were difficult for others to see in the rain.

How could it be......

Mr. Zhenshan no longer looked at the people around him, and the old man closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and walked towards the girl who had been standing quietly under the stone monument of the water courtyard.

Seeing Mr. Zhenshan's actions, the onlookers had a commotion, Chen Zichu watched Xu Yishan follow him, and hurriedly ran to the east, Guichen glared at Ye Siyuan on the stage and ran over.

The young man's steps were fast, and Mr. Zhenshan watched the girl's brother run to her side first, and the old man's eyes lit up, and he said that maybe he could pull this kid to the water courtyard. But the next moment, he didn't see the picture of his expected sister throwing herself into his brother's arms and crying for comfort......

"Mingyue, are you okay? You really want to enter this water courtyard, but this school palace has already ......" Guichen looked at Ying Baoyue and stopped talking, just wanted to persuade her.

But the girl in front of her smiled, "I'm fine." The next moment she looked at him with a frown.

"What are you doing here now?"

Ying Baoyue looked at him and said, "Isn't your second round of testing about to begin?" Why don't you go yet? ”

Guichen was stunned.

Chen Zichu, who ran to the side, didn't react for a while.

This girl still has the heart to let this kid continue to compare?

"Since you have passed the first round, you should go to the second round," Ying Baoyue said as she looked at Guichen.

"But, but you were ...... by him" Guichen looked at Ye Siyuan who was standing on the stage behind him, "How can I ......?"

"The struggle of cultivators is like this, victory and defeat are common things, what does my battle have to do with whether you want to participate or not?" Ying Baoyue smiled. The next moment, she looked at Guichen seriously, and said quietly, "Go to your test, be careful of his left sword, and meet the tip of the sword that is rotated three inches inward." ”

Guichen was stunned, but the next moment the young man bit his lip tightly, and his face turned red.

Chen Zichu looked at him worriedly, but the next moment Guichen turned around without saying a word and looked at Chen Zichu, "Chen Gongzi, can you help me get a sword?" ”

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