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As soon as these words came out, the four people were in an uproar.

Although there are countless people who want to become the disciples of Huaiyue Immortal Lord, Huaiyue Immortal Lord himself has never said anything about accepting disciples. Most people also know that they are not talented enough and cannot enter the eyes of the Immortal Lord.

Only a few people who were related, such as people from the four major sects, had more or less mentioned it to the great elder, but they were all rejected.

As time went by, no one mentioned it openly.

The gentleman said it directly in front of so many people in public.

Suddenly, everyone was excited. Some admired her courage, some were waiting to see the joke, and some ridiculed her for not overestimating her abilities.

Song Huaiqing himself naturally wanted to refuse.

He is not a person who can preach and teach in the first place, and there is also Xiao Fangchi, who is busy with the blackening value all day long, and there is no time to take care of another person.

Therefore, Song Huaiqing opened her thin lips and uttered two words.

"No."

Jun Chengyu's expression suddenly changed. He had thought that Song Huaiqing would refuse, but he didn't expect that Song Huaiqing would refuse so simply in public, without giving him any face.

Junzi Luo below was also stunned at this moment. She has been loved by thousands of people since she was born. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as she talks flatly, the dogs of Feiyin Sect will be questioned and slapped twice.

In addition to her extraordinary talent, she held her breath and practiced hard, and she had already reached the threshold of transformation at the age of thirteen. This talent was such that no matter which sect she put into it, she would be offered it.

Originally, she was extremely happy today when she finally met Immortal Huaiyue, whom she had longed for and respected so much.

Moreover, during the competition, she clearly saw from the corner of her eye that Huaiyue Immortal Master was looking at her in the arena, and thought that her apprenticeship was a sure thing, so she put aside what her father said about talking in private and said it in public.

I didn't expect to be rejected so simply.

At this time, Jun Ziluo's ears kept hearing the sounds of laughter and ridicule from the people around him.

"Does she really think that she is the little princess of Feiyin Sect?"

"How can Immortal Huaiyue see this kind of thing?"

"I see, I'm still used to being pampered. I don't know how high the world is. Look, isn't this embarrassing?"

"From now on, you must keep a low profile!"

"..."

The overwhelming sound of ridicule was directed at Junziluo.

Junzi Luo had never experienced such grievance. He looked at Song Huaiqing above and saw that the latter still looked indifferent and indifferent.

My nose was sore and tears almost fell.

He immediately pulled out the whip from his waist, and the peak spiritual power of Cheng Qiao was wrapped around the whip, making crackling sounds and raising dust on the ring.

"If you want to die, please shut up, Miss!"

Unexpectedly, the disciples around him were not afraid at all. Instead, they all had a strange tone of voice.

"I can't be my master~"

The gentleman was so angry that he trembled and swung his whip directly at the disciples who were the loudest, closest, and who spoke the harshest and most unpleasant words.

Many of the true disciples arranged by the deacon elders were hidden in the crowd, so they naturally blocked Jun Ziluo's attack.

Seeing that they were being protected, those disciples were so proud that they wanted to say something else.

The great elder above couldn't stand it any longer. He slapped the disciples from a distance and scolded: "Stop it, so many people are bullying a girl. Isn't it embarrassing?"

The disciples immediately stopped talking, their faces flushed with shame.

Jun Ziluo couldn't bear it any longer, covered his face with his hands, and just stood on the ring and cried.

The great elder looked at Jun Chengyu, whose face had turned dark, with a complex expression, "Sect Master Jun, this... disciple is ignorant, I hope the sect master will show his respect."

Jun Chengyu looked at his baby daughter who was crying loudly below. He had never said a harsh word in all his life, and he had suffered so much injustice today.

He looked at the instigator Song Huaiqing with a livid face:

"Huaiyue Immortal Lord is really very discerning. I don't know how my daughter can't catch your eye. Are you serious about not accepting her?"

When Song Huaiqing witnessed this farce, he didn't even blink his eyes, and it was still two words.

"No."

Jun Chengyu became even more angry, and the armrest of the chair under his hand was about to be crushed by him: "My daughter is practicing hard every day just to join your sect. Does Huaiyue Immortal Lord really not give her face?"

"Lao Deng, you must be sick, my junior brother just won't accept you, what do you want?"

Originally, Song Xiaoye took Song Xuchuan to place bets among the disciples below to win some money. Seeing this scene, she couldn't bear it anymore, so she flew up and kissed her face.

Jun Chengyu was so angry at her words that his nose twisted. He pushed Yue Mingming away who was holding him and walked to Song Xiaoye.

"I have learned a lot today. The sharp-tongued Master of the Third Pavilion really amazes me."

"No, no, Sect Master Jun is too praised."

"Okay! Okay! Okay! I have seen the so-called Bulao Pavilion today. It is really majestic!"

Jun Chengyu was so angry that he bared his teeth and said three good words in a row, looking extremely angry.

Cheng Ji and Duan Wuming, who were about to speak out for persuasion, suddenly lost their voices. They looked at each other and silently closed their mouths.

Obviously, Jun Chengyu was extremely angry at this moment, and they didn't want to be affected.

The elders present didn't know what to say. After all, there was nothing wrong with their Bu Lao Pavilion. It was the Feiyin Sect's leader who insisted on letting their pavilion leader accept disciples.

Who can blame this?

Jun Chengyu looked around and saw that there was no one to speak for him, so he could only snort heavily and fly down. He wiped away the tears on Jun Ziluo's face distressedly and patted Jun Ziluo on the shoulder:

"My dear daughter, let's go. Daddy will go back and find you a better master."

He pulled Jun Ziluo, but she stayed where she was, motionless.

He grabbed Jun Ziluo's hand and exerted some force, "Quickly leave, Song Huaiqing doesn't want you, there are many people who want to accept you as their disciple."

However, Junziluo remained still, raising his head, his eyes fixed on Song Huaiqing on the high platform.

Jun Chengyu had a headache and was reluctant to scold him, so he had to get closer, pointed at Xiao Fangchi behind Song Huaiqing, and advised:

"Have you seen the young man behind him? He is Song Huaiqing's direct disciple, and he already has a disciple.

Luo'er, be good. Dad promises to go back and find you a powerful master. Our Luo'er is extremely talented and can achieve the path of immortality without Song Huaiqing's guidance. "

After Junziluo heard what her father said, she stared at Xiao Fangchi. It didn't matter. She exploded when she saw her, and she suddenly felt even more aggrieved.

Only the second level of Qiao? Personally? Why?

Jun Ziluo raised his hand fiercely, wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeve, and pointed the whip directly at Song Huaiqing on the high platform.

To be precise, it was Xiao Fangchi behind Song Huaiqing.

The next moment, Jun Ziluo's voice sounded.

"Do you dare to compete with me? You only reached the second level of Qiao at the age of sixteen. How can you be qualified to be the direct disciple of Immortal Huaiyue with such an inferior talent?

I want to see what makes you stand out! "