The Right Protector of the Demon Sect is reborn

"Oh, what you said, Elder Jingruo, is not right. People choose themselves, not to mention that young man has already entered the ruthless path. You have to accept it? Besides, don't you also have cassia? It's only more than three hundred At the age of 30, he has almost passed the tribulation. He is really better than his master."

Qinghuang always talks little. Sitting aside, Jingbei heard Jingruo's words and spoke first, with a clear stance.

"Jingbei, are you kidding? The disciples under His Majesty's seat are much better than me tomorrow." Jingruo took a sip of the tea in front of her and said with a smile, "In my opinion, the sixth level is rare, just like As before, how about letting this little kid choose? Master, what do you think?"

"Let's do this over there." Qiao Tianyang stroked his white beard and nodded gently, "Little baby, tell me, which elder do you want to join?"

Listening to Qiao Tianyang's questions, Lou Xinzhou looked confused on the surface and seemed quite ignorant, but she knew very well in her heart that although the choice was between the elders, it was actually only between Qinghuang and Jingruo.

Fufeng Sect's Wuqingdao and Qingdao are divided into separate factions. The Wuqingdao, including its leader Qiao Tianyang, is headed by Qinghuang, while the Qingdao is headed by Jingruo. The two factions argue constantly, but the Qinghuangdao has always been at a disadvantage. After all, Qinghuang is the Tribulation Master. If you are the one, you will win by a large margin in terms of strength.

But listening to their conversation just now, it seemed that Shao Yunfan had chosen Qinghuang, so she could only choose Jingruo. What's more, she had already fallen in love. Although she had concealed her cultivation, if she chose Qinghuang, her flaws would be revealed sooner or later.

"The leader asked so dryly, how could she know?"

Jingruo chuckled softly, and after saying that, she stood up and walked to Lou Xinzhou. Because when registering names, the disciple responsible for registering would turn the recorded names into spiritual seals and store them in Fufeng's proprietary psychic network. Jingruo After searching with his spiritual power, he knew her name.

"Xiao Hanyu, do you want to cultivate the path of love or the path of heartlessness?"

Lou Xinzhou raised his head and looked at him blankly.

"What is the path of feeling? What is the path of ruthlessness?"

"No, people like me are sentimental, and people like the old man in blue sitting above are ruthless."

"Uncle..."

When Jingbei heard Jingruo's words, he almost fell off his chair in fright. He looked back at Qinghuang, and sure enough, the man's face had darkened.

Among the entire sect, only Jingruo dared to confront Master Qinghuang.

Lou Xinzhou's eyes twitched when she heard Jingruo's explanation, and she was a little shocked, but she quickly adjusted herself back and opened her big, confused eyes, looking at Qinghuang and then at the smiling Jingruo in front of her.

"I······"

Lou Xinzhou was about to answer, but Qinghuang spoke at this moment.

"Think it through before talking."

His tone was calm, but there was a deep chill in it, as if he was about to jump out of the sword in the next second, which was really unkind.

"Woo..."

Lou Xinzhou was so frightened that he shrank into a ball, and his eyes were immediately filled with tears.

"I I...I...I..."

Upon seeing this, Jingruo directly put his hand on her shoulder, her tone as gentle as the light ripples on the water's surface.

"Don't worry."

Lou Xinzhou looked up at him pitifully.

"I...I choose Youqing."

When Qinghuang heard this, he slapped the table hard. The next second, the red table made of sandalwood was broken into two halves in the middle. Jingbei was so frightened that he almost jumped. For a moment, he saw no reaction from the others and felt embarrassed. He followed the movements and pretended that he was making such a big move because he was adjusting his clothes.

"Ah, what's going on? Sir, why is your table cracked?" Jingruo smiled happily, her eyes almost turned into moons, and then she looked back at the little girl hiding behind her, "See how scared everyone is by you?"

"Hmph." Qinghuang snorted coldly, "Things without eyesight."

Jingruo was not angry when she heard what Qinghuang said. He had gained a sixth-level disciple and was currently very happy.

"Sir, don't be so angry. You are still a little baby. How dare she choose you when you are like this?"

"All right!"

Qiao Tianyang finally couldn't stand it anymore and started to shout. Jingruo stopped and called his attendant over. He handed Lou Xinzhou over to him and asked someone to take him to freshen up and arrange a place to stay.

Lou Xinzhou left with the attendant in Qing Yi, her face always looking timid. It wasn't until she left the hall that she looked like she was relieved, and the attendant looked back at her.

"Sister, are you scared?"

Lou Xinzhou has been taken under Jingruo's seat. The attendant is a discerning person, and he said "little senior sister" when he opened his mouth.

"Little senior sister?"

Lou Xinzhou pretended to be stupid.

"Oh, you have been accepted by Elder Jingruo. I should call you senior sister." The attendant smiled, "You can call me by my name directly - Chun Ke, or you can call me junior sister."

Lou Xinzhou nodded slightly, then lowered his head and spoke softly for a long time.

"That person just now was so scary."

"Shh." Chunke was a little panicked upon hearing this, "You can't talk about the Lord behind his back."

"Huh? Why." Lou Xinzhou looked puzzled, "We are so far away and he can't hear us."

When Chunke heard Lou Xinzhou ask this, he sighed helplessly, and then nodded.

It seems that the new kid acquired by Elder Jingruo has good talent, but he seems to be stupid and has no common sense at all.

Chun Ke stopped talking and just silently led the way.

What Lou Xinzhou wanted was actually this effect. She had no choice but to be spotted by the elders of Fufeng because of her sixth-level spiritual power. With such a high profile, there would be a lot of people who wanted to come forward and follow her, so she had to find a way to get as much success as possible. Let those people feel that she has no value in currying favor.

But fortunately, she is just a ten-year-old child. She can avoid these troubles to the greatest extent by pretending to be stupid, which is very effective for Chunke.

The two walked for a long time with twists and turns, and finally stopped in front of a hall called Hou Qin.

"Chunke, where are we?"

Lou Xinzhou asked. Chunke heard the voice, looked back at her, and explained.

"This is the Waiting Hall. You can get daily necessities here with your identity token."

"Identity token?"

"Well, I'm getting it for you."

After that, Chunke didn't mean to wait for her and walked straight in. Upon seeing this, Lou Xinzhou quickly followed.

"Hey, it's Senior Sister Chunke. Why are you here in person? Just tell me what you want and I'll send someone to deliver it to you."

As soon as the two of them entered, a middle-aged uncle in his forties came forward. His cultivation level at Chuguan was comparable to that of Jindan, and he was a handyman disciple of Fufeng with a slightly higher status.

"Thank you for your troubles, Siwu. Elder Jingruo has accepted a new disciple. I will bring her to get her identity tag and daily necessities."

"Ah, we have direct disciples again? There were two here just now. Have you stabbed the genius nest today?"

"When you say it, it's really strange. They are the kind that are rare to see in a hundred years."