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The next day, Song Huaiqing got up early.

"Master, this is the newly brewed tea this morning. Please try it."

As soon as Song Huaiqing finished his breakfast, Xiao Fangchi poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.

He took it and took a sip. The aroma of the tea overflowed, and there was a light bitterness in his mouth, but then it returned to sweetness.

"The tea is well made."

After receiving Song Huaiqing's praise, Xiao Fangchi's originally nervous expression was suddenly replaced by happiness. He looked at Song Huaiqing and said, "Master, I have something to ask for."

"Go ahead."

Xiao Fangchi paused, seemed to be thinking, and after a few seconds gave his answer: "Disciple does not want to attend the inner disciple selection meeting today."

Song Huaiqing's hand holding the tea cup paused.

"why?"

According to the regulations, Xiao Fangchi, as his only direct disciple now, has to follow him.

He took a look at Xiao Fangchi.

'Song Huaiqing' felt pity for Xiao Fangchi who had been wandering in the world for the first few years and was weak, so he kept him well for the past two years without teaching him any magic or urging him to practice.

At this moment, he discovered that Xiao Fangchi, who was originally supposed to be a foundation builder, had reached the second level of Chengqiao at some point.

"Your cultivation has improved a lot."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Fangchi quickly admitted his mistake: "Master, forgive me, this disciple should not practice secretly."

The speed of admitting his mistake also made Song Huaiqing feel ashamed.

After looking at Xiao Fangchi intently for a few seconds, Song Huaiqing spoke again: "Are you trying to shame me by not going?"

People from the other four major sects had long heard that Song Huaiqing had gone to the secular world and had brought back a direct disciple. He was doting on him like a treasure. So many pairs of eyes were waiting to see Xiao Fangchi today.

He couldn't let this opportunity pass him by.

An opportunity for Xiao Fangchi to lose face in front of the four major sects.

"Disciple doesn't dare. Disciple will definitely not let Master lose face because of me."

Song Huaiqing said so, so Xiao Fangchi naturally had no room to refuse.

After looking at it for a few more times, Song Huaiqing raised his hand and made a move in the air, and a brand new set of clothes fell into his hand.

Spiritual power surged from his fingertips, and he changed the clothes into a size suitable for Xiao Fangchi: "Wear this."

After Xiao Fangchi was dressed, Song Huaiqing took him and flew down the mountain.

The Canglang Pavilion where he lives is at the top of the main peak, and the venue for the inner disciple selection meeting is halfway up the main peak.

By the time they arrived, many people had already arrived.

Lingxu Sect and Feiyin Sect were the first to come, and many smaller sects also came.

"Great Elder, the Bu Lao Pavilion is getting better and better now. If you leave a place for me some other time, I will come to the Bu Lao Pavilion."

Yue Mingming, the leader of Lingxu Sect, pulled the elder and joked.

Nowadays, the whole family of Bu Lao Pavilion is becoming more and more prosperous. While seeing him sighing with emotion, he also felt a little uncomfortable thinking about his own sect.

But he forgot that the Great Elder could not speak, and eight out of ten sentences he said could poke someone's lungs.

I saw the great elder stroking his beard and smiling with wrinkles all over his face.

"No, no, Master Yue is really good at joking. Now that the leader of your sect is gone, what will happen to Lingxu Sect? Our ancestors can't be so angry that all the coffin boards are gone?"

As soon as these words came out, the air between the two suddenly became quiet, and even Jun Chengyu, the silent leader of the Feiyin Sect, felt a hint of embarrassment.

The smile on Yue Mingming's face was a bit unbearable.

His face stiffened for a moment, and then he looked like nothing had happened. He changed the subject and continued joking: "The Great Elder was joking. I think the teachings in Bu Lao Pavilion are good, why don't you give me some advice on how to train disciples, so that we can learn better." study."

"Hey, what Brother Yue said is wrong. Who among us is following whom? Just send the talented disciples over here and we will train them for you!"

Yue Mingming:......

He shouldn't be joking with someone who talks without thinking.

This abacus was so good that the beads in the abacus collapsed and Yue Mingming's face looked like it.

Then the atmosphere became cold again.

Just when Jun Chengyu was considering whether to say something to lighten the atmosphere, a disciple on the other end shouted: "The masters of Tongjian Sect and Ba Dao Sect are here!"

Jun Chengyu was overjoyed to see the savior and looked back.

Cheng Ji, the leader of the Tongjian Sect, and Duan Wuming, the leader of the Ba Dao Sect, came side by side, and they were talking and laughing.

As his name suggests, the master of the Ba Dao Sect is tall and tall, and his appearance is even burlier, making the Prime Minister beside him a bit petite.

Although Cheng Ji is the leader of a sect, he is not very old. Today, he is wearing a blue mysterious robe. He looks as gentle as jade. With his handsome appearance, he immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Many female monks and female disciples started discussing in low voices.

"That must be the master of Tongjian Sect. He is really good-looking and looks so gentle!"

"You're so handsome, she's the girl of my dreams! I love her so much!"

"It is said that the leader of Tongjian Sect has not gotten married yet!"

……

In the face of everyone's discussion, Cheng Ji smiled gently, walked over with Duan Wuming generously, and let them look at him.

But while everyone was talking enthusiastically, the disciple at the other end shouted again, louder than before.

"The Pavilion Master has arrived!"

Everyone looked in that direction.

I saw two people flying from the mountain one after another. The person in front was wearing a mysterious robe with snow cicada cloud patterns. His handsome face was full of coldness, and his eyes were cold, as if he could From it, you can see the snow-capped mountains that remain unchanged all year round. Her long hair is tied up and she wears a jade crown. The corners of her clothes and hair are flying in the air, adding a sense of immortality.

In an instant, the world was eclipsed.

"Is this...is this the Pavilion Master?"

Someone murmured.

"Isn't this... so pretty?!"

This can no longer be described as simply handsome and beautiful.

Looking at that face, Cheng Ji was stunned and sighed: "As expected of Immortal Huaiyue."

At this time, there were only eight characters left in the minds of the four major sect leaders.

Huaiyue Immortal Lord is graceful and graceful.

With just one glance, I felt that this person should only exist in heaven.

Huaiyue Immortal Lord was the immortal title Song Huaiqing gave himself when he entered the Mysterious God Realm.

Song Huaiqing landed on the viewing platform and nodded to the four major sect leaders, "I'm late."

"without…"

Just as Jun Chengyu was about to speak, he saw a young boy falling to the ground behind Song Huaiqing.

He immediately pointed at the young boy with his finger: "Is this the direct disciple that Pavilion Master Song accepted in the secular world?"

This young boy is naturally Xiao Fangchi. Xiao Fangchi cannot fly at his current state. He can only fly in the air when he reaches the earth state or above.

So he was carried by Song Huaiqing's spiritual power to fly here.

Hearing this, several people looked towards Xiao Fangchi who was behind Song Huaiqing.

Song Huaiqing nodded: "Well, it's him."

Today, Xiao Fangchi was wearing the same style as Song Huaiqing's snow cicada cloud pattern mysterious robe. He had carefully arranged it before coming, making his already superior facial features even more eye-catching.