Fast Transmigration: Raiders of that coquettish boss

Chapter 950 Final Chapter (3) Finale
Ten years ago, after a great battle between righteousness and evil, the aura of the Divine Land was revived, and one after another amazing and stunning people were born.

Inside the Canglan Temple of the second largest good fortune sect in mainland China.

Dozens of young men and women lowered their heads nervously waiting for the powerful men above.

They are disciples who passed the entry test of the Creation Sect a few days ago, and are now waiting to be apprenticed.

Enter the mountain gate, worship the master, become an inner disciple, and then achieve the Dao.

Mingyu is among them.

She has been in this world for nearly a year, and this body is now full. After wandering outside for a year, she has simply figured out the world, and right now, she urgently needs a sect to settle down.

She is a chaotic spiritual root, that is, a five-spiritual root. In the nearby cultivation world, such a spiritual root is basically hopeless for cultivation, but in this world, a chaotic spiritual root is just like a single spiritual root and a double spiritual root. Excellent spirit root.

At today's teacher apprentice meeting, she hopes that she can worship a master who has few things to do, and then practice peacefully.

"Hey, which true monarch do you want to worship as your teacher?"

The fat man in front of Mingyu suddenly pushed the girl beside him.

The girl seemed to be acquainted with him, and after glaring at him fiercely, she said angrily, "Of course it's True Monarch Lanyue, don't you want to?"

Hearing this, the little fat man sneered: "What are you thinking? True Monarch Lanyue hides from the world, but has never accepted a disciple! Just you?"

After hearing her words, the girl couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked her: "Shut up! I want you to take care of it!"

The little fat man was in pain: "Okay, okay, I don't care, I don't care, I don't have such lofty ambitions as you, ah, it would be great if I could be accepted as an apprentice by Scarlet Flames!"

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The people around lowered their voices and looked forward to the apprenticeship for a while.

Mingyu lowered her head, for some reason, a trace of anticipation gradually grew in her heart.

I don't know what kind of master she can worship?
"Quiet! Quiet!" After a while, the master sat down and the disciples began to maintain order.

The originally chirping hall suddenly became silent!

In a moment, all kinds of spirit boat treasures appeared, and a majestic voice came from above: "Everyone raise their heads!"

Mingyu slowly raised her head.

On the top of the main hall sit all the peak masters of the seven peaks and six veins of the Good Fortune Sect. There are men and women, young and old.

The election meeting officially started.

The people around her were chosen one by one, and Mingyu was wondering why no one chose her, but suddenly her eyes dimmed, and a slender and promoted figure stood in front of her.

There was a sudden silence in the hall.

Mingyu lost her composure and stared fixedly at the person in front of her.

"Little Martial Uncle, what is this?" The head of the sect, Zhenjun Good Fortune, was horrified, and hurriedly flew here from the high platform.

The little uncle he was talking about was none other than True Monarch Lanyue.

True Monarch Lanyue's expression was indifferent, and he was dressed in a cloud-patterned purple robe, making him tall and tall, with an awe-inspiring fairy air.

"Would you like to worship me as your teacher?"

He looked at Mingyu quietly, although his face was still calm, there was a soft light in his eyes.

Mingyu's eyes sparkled, thousands of thoughts surged in his chest, and finally turned into a long bow: "Disciple pays homage to Master!"

It turned out that she was not the only one who had loved, and was even still in love.

Even though the people in front of her were different from anyone she had seen in the previous world, Mingyu still recognized them as them at a glance.

The cloud boat was flying under the feet, and in the blink of an eye, Master Lanyue disappeared in front of everyone with his novice disciples.

On top of the cloud boat, True Lord Lan Yue's fingers were slender and well-defined, caressing his disciple's beautiful cheeks inch by inch.

"Mingyu, do you miss me?"

Tears welled up in Mingyu's eyelashes: "Think."

Lan Yue reached out and took the girl in front of her into her arms: "I miss you too."

Thinking day and night, longing for it.

Thinking of not waiting for her to achieve a positive result, I will come down to see her.

(End of the book)

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