"If you don't take it, I want it. Zheng Feixian, who was drinking tea leisurely, suddenly said something amazing. The girl standing beside her was shocked and said, "Master, how can such a lowly and filthy person like him join this sect!"

The kneeling Bu Jingxian didn't react much when he heard this. He knew that this girl and those two senior brothers had different backgrounds, and it was very normal for him to look at himself with contempt with high pride. A wealthy person with a good heart does not mean that he does not have a class consciousness of equality between the noble and the low, and even the poor will still regard slaves as inferior.

Naturally, their charity carries with it a kind of high gift.

The old man of Beiling smiled and said, "You know that I am a human being, how can I not believe in my words?, but it is really difficult to deal with difficulties...... Not so much. For the teacher to give you a chance, the sect should be seven kinds of exercises, all the disciples of this school will wear the black iron waist card that marks the different learning, now let you choose by yourself, even if you choose the magic and the king, the teacher is also the same and you don't have to swear to serve the two senior brothers in front of you. ”

Bu Jingxian thought about it, and could only nod in agreement. I only hope that fate will not play tricks on him.

Ling Luo took the seven-sided waist cards, and spread them out in turn and placed them in front of Bu Jingxian.

When he put it, he looked at the second side of the left side, and when he saw that the step was noticed, he retreated to the old man of Beiling.

"You choose!"

Bu Jingxian looked at the seven-sided black iron waist card on the back.

He could see Ling Luo's eyes clearly, but he hesitated and didn't know whether to believe it or not. At this time, he already roughly understood the deep meaning behind the rules of the Northern Spirit Sect, all kinds of exercises were not allowed to learn from each other, and the gods and kings were divided into two branches, and Ling Luo and Chu Gaoge were the heads of these two branches. It is inevitable that others will learn the exercises and cause conflicts of interest and cannibalism, so this faction rule is established.

How could Ling Luo be willing for him to learn the tricks? They were just a one-sided relationship...... Therefore, Bu Jingxian decided to ignore the waist card that Ling Luo signaled, and speculated that it must not be a magic trick.

He hesitated, but no one urged him.

Zheng Feixian, who was drinking hot tea, kept staring at it, as if he was very concerned about the choice that would determine the fate of Bu Jingxian.

Bu Jingxian couldn't think about it for a long time, except for the second waist card, he didn't have any clues to speculate. He knows how to choose the fate of the relationship. His eyes wandered back and forth on the back of the six-sided brand, and he couldn't make up his mind for a long time, and he didn't realize that he was already sweating and breathing.

However, it is not an option to hesitate like this.

In the end, Bu Jingxian chose the seventh side from left to right, taking the number of seven, hoping that the number of seven that met July would bring him good luck.

He grabbed the sign and flipped it slowly.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the front of the sign, and they clearly saw a red word 'soul'.

He took an inexplicable soul word waist card!

Bu Jingxian's face turned pale, and he lowered his head in pain.

"Ling Luo, put the sign away. ”

The old man of Beiling gave a faint order indifferently, Ling Luo hurriedly walked over, picked it up one by one and put it in his hand, and the other five sides were reversed to prevent anyone from seeing the words on the front.

When the originally stunned Bu Jingxian saw the word 'god' on the front of the brand, he felt that his chest was as if he had been hit by a hammer, and then when he looked at Ling Luo's calm and angry gaze, he felt that his face was burning.

Yes, he is clever but is mistaken by cleverness, and he lives the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Ling Luo's hint is full of goodwill, and the brand that hints is the magic trick.

He missed the opportunity, just like yesterday's refusal of Zheng Feixian's kind help, he mistook himself!

"From now on, you have officially become the third disciple of the Northern Spirit Sect. Ling Luo is your senior brother, Chu Gaoge is your second senior brother, this sect does not have too many etiquettes, you can all worship the Divine Soul Sect. ”

Bu Jingxian retracted his mind slightly, raised his palm and pressed his forehead seriously, and bowed slightly. Ling Luo and Chu Gaoge agreed with a good attitude, so he didn't have to be polite.

At this time, Bu Jingxian remembered July, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, asking the master to take in July.

Unexpectedly, before the old man of Beiling could reply, Zheng Feixian had already hurriedly said: "Your master has made a special case to keep you, how can he accept it for another seven months? Do you know what price the nobles of all the countries in the world are willing to pay in order to worship under the Beiling Gate? The price of a registered disciple to learn art is 1,000 taels of gold a year, and the price of a returned disciple who lives on the top of the mountain is 3,000 taels of gold a year to learn art! As for thinking that your master will personally teach you every time, he will need 10,000 taels of gold a year!"

Where had he ever heard of someone selling such a class of martial arts and offering such an unbelievably high price! Where did he and July have the money to pay for tuition? They didn't even have a penny of silver! However, he would never leave July behind, thinking of her appetite and the hardships along the way, as well as the hopes and promises he had given, and decided that if she could not stay, he would let him go.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Feixian said something and said, "But I don't have such rules, and I see that this child likes it very much, so she will worship me as a teacher in the future." ”

The old man of Beiling smiled and said, "Little girl, why don't you meet the master soon?"

July was a little overwhelmed, she hoped to be with Bu Jingxian in her heart, and she had a good impression of Zheng Feixian, knowing that she couldn't stay in this Beiling Mountain at all. I couldn't help but look at Bu Jingxian, hoping that he could help him get an idea. But he doesn't even know who Zheng Feixian is, let alone whether it's good or bad, how can he make up his mind?

Many martial arts sects specialize in some heinous business, and the behavior of the old man of Beiling makes him feel suspicious, and it is really unpredictable how the character of the person who is familiar with the old man of Beiling.

His hesitation was seen by everyone, and the old man of Beiling couldn't help but say, "The dignified Flying Immortal Sect mainly accepts apprentices, is there anyone who refuses?"

Bu Jingxian was shocked, and hurriedly glanced at Qiyue, who reacted and ran to Zheng Feixian and knelt on the ground, kowtowing as if he was in shape, and calling Master.

Zheng Feixian was very happy, told her to get up and speak, and said the name of the girl who came with her all the way, Zheng Rinran. Let July be called January Senior Sister. The Feixian Sect is divided into four seasons and December halls, and the four seasons are in charge of the elders of the faction, and the following December is composed of disciples of the Gui faction, including the July Hall, so Zheng Feixian likes the name of this new apprentice. The disciples in the sect usually have a separate hall, and when they meet an unknown surname, they all report their affiliation to the Yuetang and the year and month of joining the faction, which are arranged in the same order as the Northern Spirit Sect.

Seeing that July obediently called Senior Sister, Zheng Ranran was reluctant to deal with it, and walked away in disgust, seeing that the master frowned angrily and couldn't help but accept the grievances and agreed to Senior Sister, so he stopped looking at July.

Zheng Feixian knew that Zheng Ranran was born in the palace, and this was the first time to leave the palace with her, although he was curious about the outside world, he also had the usual superiority, and he would definitely not look down on a homeless child like July, and he would not force her too much, so he asked Bu Xian Xian and said, "Do you know this sect?"

"I'm afraid that only the deaf and the nerds who only read the books of the sages in the world don't know the great name of the Flying Immortal Sect. ”

Bu Jingxian's serious answer made Zheng Feixian chuckle and ask again, "In that case, how can you be willing to let Qiyue join this sect, aren't you afraid that the queen will become an obstacle to your revenge?"

When everyone wanted to know how to answer the Immortal Society, they saw that he said with a calm expression, "The matter of the Divine Soul Sect's extermination of the sect is not a personal vendetta, not a family hatred, nor a factional grudge, but a clan humiliation!"

"Okay!" Zheng Feixian applauded. "I hope you will have the ability to endure the humiliation of the snow in the future. ”

Bu Jingxian looked gloomily at the waist card engraved with the soul word in his hand......

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