Yang Qing knelt in the hall of the heavy eaves hall, different from the lonely and lonely last time, the heavy eaves hall at this time was full, and the outside was also full of people standing on the inner and outer three floors, most of them were disciples of the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There are only three people that Yang Qing is not familiar with, standing on the right side of the master A pretty woman in plain clothes, with bright eyes but cold and beautiful, the whole person exudes a cold and icy atmosphere, which makes the temperature in the entire hall drop by ten degrees.

"Ten points for face, eight points for figure, and zero points for personality", Yang Qing just squinted his eyes, and immediately scored in his heart. Unlike the standard long hair hanging down the waist and short ear-length hair of women in this era, it matches the face shape well, and it gives people an impression that is hard to forget at a glance, but unfortunately the lack of breasts is really a big sight.

This cold beauty is the pearl of the master's palm, the eldest disciple of the Martial Sect Master, and the chief sect leader of the entire Martial Sect, Chen Rong.

She just calmly looked at Yang Qing who was kneeling in the hall, and at the most of all, he would be the fourth mantle disciple of her father's novice, but her expression was very calm, Bu Wen didn't like it or not, and no one could see her joy, anger and sorrow.

There are only two big people sitting in the high positions in the hall, on the left is Cheng Zhengfei, the master that Yang Qing is about to worship, and on the right is a fat man with sparse hair, pale face, and slightly fat body, aged about thirty years old.

But he did not have the luxuriant aura of a strong man in the prime of life, which at first glance would be reminiscent of a coffin, and he coughed occasionally, and immediately covered his mouth with a silk scarf, which was stained with blood.

Behind the fat man, half-footed in the dirt, stood an unusually tall guard, with a black cloak and a black crewneck, and a black iron mask covering his face, revealing only a pair of eyes, full of indifferent and raging murderous aura.

"It's dangerous", the mask guard brought Yang Qing a deep sense of fear, unprecedented horror.

The fact that such a powerful and violent man is willing to be someone else's guard can only show one point, the coughing fat man sitting on the left side of the master must be not small, and he is either rich or expensive.

"The hour has come, the ceremony begins", Brother Horseface stood below the master and began to announce to everyone, and the commotion and noise in the crowd began to fall silent.

Yang Qing immediately knew that it was time for him to speak, he straightened his waist and announced loudly, "Disciple Yang Qing, a person from Taohua Village, Xiangjiang Town, Tianque City, under the rule of Baohua Mansion, is willing to enter the Song School Palace, the sect master of the martial arts sect Cheng Zhengfei as a teacher, a teacher for one day and a teacher for life, and in the future, he will be a glorious sect and will not die until death!"

After saying that, he kowtowed to the master heavily, and "dong dong" rang three times.

After that, Senior Brother Ma Yan took out a yellow fold from his arms, rolled it up and recited it, "The criminal law of this sect: betraying the sect master and peeling the skin, killing each other with the same door, and stealing martial arts and breaking hands." “

"Disciple Yang Qing remembers the punishment", Yang Qing's face did not change.

"Don't take the teacher lightly, don't betray your trust, don't make a mistake, don't take the trouble lightly", Senior Brother Ma Mian continued to shout loudly.

"Disciple Yang Qing abides by the laws of the sect."

The Sect Master of the Martial Sect looked at Yang Qing with a smile and said, "In the future, you will be my fourth disciple, this is the senior sister, and you also know the third senior brother Kong Decai." “

The sect master pointed at the cold-faced iceberg girl standing below him, and then pointed at the horse-faced senior brother.

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to the coughing fat man who was sitting with him and said, "Okay, that's all for today's apprenticeship ceremony, then don't disturb the rest of the mansion master." ”

Yang Qing was taken aback, could it be that the sick fat man with his eyes turned out to be the lord of the Baohua Mansion and the co-owner of the Seventeenth Great Family, this contrast is too great! The current lord of the mansion is known as the 'little god of war', and he has fought all over the entire Baohua Mansion, and in Yang Qing's mind, the vague impression of the lord of the mansion has always been majestic and heroic, and it is really better to be famous than to meet.

The mansion lord coughed up a ball of blood again, and dyed the white silk scarf into a small red flower. Although his condition was so serious, he still congratulated him, "Congratulations to the sect master for getting a good disciple today, and the burden of Baohua Mansion will fall on these young people in the future." ”

After speaking, he nodded to the Sect Master of the Martial Sect wantonly, and left the Heavy Eaves Hall under the protection of the mask guard.

Seeing that the mansion master has already gone out, then the rest of the entire Heavy Eaves Hall are their own people, martial arts disciples, martial master disciples, and mantle disciples.

The Sect Master circled the entire hall with his eyes, nodded, and ordered, "Martial Cultivation Disciples and Martial Master Disciples continue today's practice, and the Mantle Disciple remains." ”

The bustling heavy eaves hall became cold and silent again, and the sect master, senior sister, and horse-faced senior brother plus Yang Qing.

The sect master was very satisfied with Yang Qing and looked at Yang Qing with satisfaction, "Yesterday you handled the commotion of martial arts cultivation and martial master disciples very well, since you were able to defeat Jin Huanyuan, it is enough to show that your talent is very good." ”

Jin Huanyuan is the Scarface who challenged Yang yesterday, he is the highest martial artist and the strongest combat power among the martial arts disciples.

The sect master turned his head to his daughter and ordered, "From tomorrow onwards, you will hand over the Great Seal of the Sect Master to your third junior brother, and all external matters will be handled by Kong Decai in the future." ”

The senior sister looked stiff, then returned to normal, and said in a very flat tone, "I know."

Yang Qing heard the flame of anger from this incomparably flat tone, he was very strange, but he suppressed the doubts in his heart.

Senior Brother Ma Yan hesitated, his face turned pale, "Master, the disciple's ability is still insufficient, and he is not worthy of such a big responsibility, so the Great Seal of the Sect Master should be placed in the ...... first Put...... in".

Under the master's cold gaze, he didn't look at this sentence. Although the sect master is usually very kind and has a gentle personality, once the matter is decided, there is no room for turning back.

"In the future, you will be responsible for all civil duties, and your junior brother will be responsible for all military positions", Zhitu is like a master, and his third disciple cannot be responsible for the operation of the entire martial sect.

He can handle the internal and external relations of the martial arts sect very well, but the more important thing is to teach martial arts and kick the gym competition, this kid is afraid of fighting with others, but he chose him as his third apprentice who can speak well and endure everything.

Hearing that the master had taught the junior brother to be responsible for martial arts and other work, he sighed reassuringly, but he looked at the junior brother with his eyes, he really felt sorry for him.

"Yang Qing, you will work hard in the future, and think twice before using force with others. If you don't think it works, just find your senior sister to go out", the sect master is afraid that Yang Qing will blindly succeed, and his mantle disciple will not be able to lose.

"Decai, Rong'er, you go out first, and I'll talk to you and your little junior brother alone."

The senior sister left the heavy eaves hall wrapped in an iceberg breath, and the horse-faced senior brother was relieved to see the rainbow after the storm.

Seeing that Yang Qing was still kneeling on the stone slab, the sect master said gently, "You get up! Without outsiders, there is no need for such red tape." ”

If it weren't for his natural physique, Yang Qing, who had been kneeling for an hour, would have fallen down a long time ago. But now it's not feeling good, my legs are numb.

"Do you know why I accepted Decai as my third disciple?", the sect master suddenly threw a question to Yang Qing.

"Could it be that he can talk about yellow jokes", Yang Qing muttered vigorously, otherwise he really couldn't think of it, it was ridiculous that a dignified successor of the martial arts sect was afraid of martial arts.

Seeing that Yang Qing was thinking but had no clue, the sect master's expression began to recall, and his tone was full of chagrin, "Back then, your second senior brother was extremely talented and extremely reliable, but he liked to speak by force, and he believed in himself too much. Wu Xiu went all the way, life and death were normal, but he was so early...... The white-haired man sends the black-haired man. ”

The sect master showed a painful expression, a teacher for one day and a father for life. Maybe in the sect master's heart, the second senior brother is his son.

The sect master continued to speak, "My second disciple is even more obsessed with martial arts, and he rushed from Mobei to Baohua Mansion to worship me as a teacher, and after considering that he is a family, I am not prepared to accept him as a disciple." But he knelt in front of the sect for three whole days, and then your second senior brother also persuaded me. ”

Obviously, the sect master was also full of feelings for the third senior brother, and the tone of his words was sentimental and gratifying, "His martial arts heart is very strong, and he is not a local family in Baohua Mansion, I still need a mantle disciple to finally accept him as an apprentice." ”

"But he is indispensable to the common problem of martial arts, he was defeated by the lord of the mansion and the city lord of your Tianque City, and in a fit of anger, he left the sect to wander the world, hoping to break the shackles of martial arts. However, he hurriedly sent me a letter ten years ago, saying that he had provoked a powerful enemy, and he did not want to bring trouble to Wuzong, so he could not escape from the world. A few days ago, I read the letter you sent, and I think he is no longer alive. ”

The sect master's face seemed to be dozens of years old, lonely and sad, and his eyes were even worse, "Since the second disciple was defeated and died, the second disciple has escaped from the world." I want to find a disciple who can be tenacious, so that our Martial Sect can survive the flames. This is also the reason why I accept virtue and talent, and I also hope that you will not look down on him in the future, and you brothers and sisters can unite together to make Wuzong develop steadily. ”

"The disciple doesn't dare, Senior Brother Kong is my best friend in the Chaoge Academy, and he will be the best brother of the four disciples in the future", Yang Qing has always remembered the goodness of this senior brother, he shows heartfelt care for anyone, and he takes great care of himself.

The sect master was very happy that Yang Qing could say this, and he began to tell some of his adult past, "At the beginning, my master accepted three disciples, I was the third, and there was a senior brother and a second senior brother in front of me, they were all outstanding martial arts people, and their talents were much higher than mine. But in the end, before his death, your master chose me as the sect master, do you know why?"