Did the villain act like a spoiled brat to the master?

"Master?" Yu Yang didn't seem to understand why Gu Ruoqing was silent suddenly, and asked, "Do you agree or not?"

"Ah... what?"

Yu Yang seemed dissatisfied with Gu Ruoqing's distraction, so he tightened his grip a bit: "My disciple said, the disciple wants to worship you as his teacher for the sect trial after three months, is that okay?"

After finishing speaking, Yuyang let go of Gu Ruoqing again, looking at him with longing eyes, but Gu Ruoqing couldn't say what he wanted to say.

He looked at Yuyang's face, and found that he really grew a lot longer than when he just brought him back.

Le Lin's traces could be clearly seen on Yu Yang's face, and the facial features were clear and profound, making it unforgettable after just one glance.

Most of the demons gather in the west of the mainland, and their facial features always have a strong and colorful exotic style. Their hair is also different from that of the people in the Central Plains. It is softer and has a little natural curl. This may be one of the reasons why Gu Ruoqing always likes to touch Yuyang's head.

Yu Yang is a hybrid of human race and demon race. He has deep eyes and straight nose, thick eyebrows and thin lips. When he smiles, he always has a wild and eye-catching charm.

His stature has also grown faster than that of the human race, and he is much taller than his peers.

Gu Ruoqing still remembers a passage in the original novel describing Yu Yang as an adult:

"This generation of Demon Lord is young, nearly nine feet long, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, strong and powerful muscles, and a dangerous aura. He leaned on the throne, casually beheading the audience one by one while drinking."

However, Yuyang in front of him looked at him pitifully, his face was still a little fleshy, and the flattery in his big eyes was obviously overflowing, as if he had a small tail, wagging it.

Gu Ruoqing surrendered in his heart, sighed, and then said: "Of course it is possible. But the direct disciples can only be selected from the top ten disciples in the whole sect..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, then jumped up happily, and rushed over to give him a bear hug: "Thank you, Master! Master is so kind!"

How does this sound like the one selling sweet potatoes?

"...Okay, okay." Gu Ruoqing had no choice but to tap his head again, and waited for Yuyang to finish his trouble before saying, "It's getting dark, let's go back and have dinner."

Gu Ruo had opened the valley early in the morning, but Yu Yang still had to eat.

"Hmm, does Master know what to eat today?"

The triennial sect trial was finally held.This is Qingyun Taizong's largest trial competition, and all disciples of the sect, regardless of their seniority or cultivation level, are eligible to participate.

During the trial, there are hundreds of gold lists that will fluctuate in real time according to the record of each disciple.

This ranking separates disciples of different generations, and the sect does not stipulate any rewards and punishments for ranking high or low. Many disciples with average strength will only regard it as an opportunity to test their strength.

For stronger disciples, this ranking is very important, because the top ten disciples of each generation will be eligible to be selected as personal disciples.It is self-evident what a high honor it is to pass on a disciple.

Recently, even Yu Yang has been cultivating hard, and he doesn't even come to Hanqing Pavilion to pester Gu Ruoqing anymore.

As for Gu Ruoqing, what he cared about was that in this sect trial, he would finally meet the hero of the original book, the bearer of the golden finger, and Yu Yang's lifelong rival——Yun Qianqiu.

Before this trial, Gu Ruoqing kept Yu Yang by his side, avoiding Yu Yang's blackening experience among the outer disciples.But these small fights are not worth mentioning in Yuyang's black career.

Yuyang's real darkening period began when he met Yun Qianqiu.

As soon as Yun Qianqiu came, Yuyang Xiumo would not be far away.

As soon as Yuyang cultivates the demon, he is not far from becoming a demon king.

As soon as Yu Yang became a Demon Lord, Gu Ruoqing would not be far from death.

Gu Ruoqing was thinking, playing casually with the beautiful spar that Yu Yang found from the mountain - this thing Mozun sent many girls in the original book, and finally heard the long-lost system reminder.

【Ding dong! 】

[The system starts dungeon 2: Zongmen Trial.Role tasks: complete the sect trials, recruit direct disciples, and require the ending of any dungeon to be consistent with the plot of the original.Current indicator situation: blackening value (15%), hatred value (0%-0%), brother please continue to work hard! 】

That's right, Gu Ruoqing has worked so hard to raise the little bully on the top of the mountain for three years, and finally reduced Yu Yang's blackening value to 15%!

[The recruitment list of direct disciples is as follows, click to view. 】

Gu Ruoqing looked at the list, her heart didn't fluctuate at all, and she even wanted to sneer a little.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the original book, even the order of recruitment remained the same.

None of his four disciples was a fuel-efficient lamp.

Zongmen Trials are divided into three forms, testing spiritual power, array, and actual combat respectively.

Among the three links that test the actual combat, the last link is actually the most exciting part, and that is the hunting level.

Hunting level means that each disciple is randomly assigned a list, which contains the names and quantities of spirit beasts or spirit herbs that need to be captured and collected in this hunt.

This trial lasted a total of two days. During the two days, the disciples would stay in the huge green forest in the back mountain without opening the barrier. No matter day or night, the disciples could freely form a team to hunt, but in the end the fastest way was to collect the list. whoever wins.

On the day of the trial, Gu Ruoqing arrived at the observation deck at the top of the central pavilion at the appointed time.He sat down slowly, and nodded to the four elders and suzerain around him.

Gu Ruoqing never liked to tie his hair up. Today, when he participated in the three-year sect trial, he just wore his long hair like snow behind his shoulders.

But what is different from the past is that he wears a silver hoop in the shape of thin vines on his forehead, with a slight flow of spiritual light, which makes him look more simple and solemn from a distance.

If you look closely, there is a small blue spar carved between the eyebrows of this silver ring.

Yu Yang gave him a pile of stones every evening, and he really liked this water blue one.

It may be that the author didn't intend to write a drama of intrigue within the sect, so he only briefly mentioned Qingyun Taizong's internal affairs——

"The sects are harmonious, the suzerain elders have different personalities, unite and support each other, and have good personal relationships."

So Gu Ruoqing sat on the seat and couldn't help but take another look at Qing Liansheng.

The situation of the latter is rather pitiful.

Sitting next to Qing Liansheng was the only female elder—Yao Shao, the master of the Shumu Pavilion in the East Hall, an old woman who was several hundred years old but had a cute loli face all over her face.

When the cultivator's cultivation base is high enough, his appearance can be rejuvenated.

This is also the reason why the other four big shots sitting here are younger than one.

Yao Shao was wearing a long pink dress, and was instilling knowledge about rouge and gouache in Heqing Liansheng in full swing.However, the latter is a straight man, with a face full of impatience but he keeps smiling.too difficult.

"Ruoqing came early this time."

Gu Ruoqing was still sympathizing with Qing Liansheng, a handsome man in a goose-yellow robe sitting next to him smiled at him.

That person was Chen Xiao, the elder of Xiusi Pavilion in the West Palace, the richest and most gossipy one among the five high-level cadres of Emperor Qingyun Taizong.

Gu Ruoqing glanced at him, took a sip of tea, and said, "Punctuality and trustworthiness are the foundation of a gentleman."

Chen Xiao suddenly smiled meaningfully at him.

He leaned close to Gu Ruoqing's ear, and said in a voice that seemed to be a whisper, but was actually heard by everyone: "Ruoqing, do you have a favorite candidate for personal disciple this time?"

Why does this sound like a matchmaker?

The point is that as soon as he said this, the whole observatory suddenly fell silent, and even Yao Shao who was standing next to him stopped offering incense to Qing Liansheng and her.

Gu Ruoqing coughed: "This matter is still to be determined."

How could he say not to mention the candidates, he even drew up the list of disciples.

Chen Xiao said again: "If it's not right for you to handle this matter, I'll tell you..."

He suddenly winked at Gu Ruoqing, who walked past and saw Nan Wupin, the master of the Qingkong Pavilion in the South Palace, sitting in the far corner, wiping his sword silently.

It was a young man who was devoted to martial arts and extremely quiet.

"I heard that Wupin likes the child named Yuyang that you brought back." Chenxiao said in a tone of fanning the flames, just waiting to eat melons and watch the show.

"He doesn't talk much, but he is strong in action. It is said that he has sent famous utensils and swords many times before, and he wants to poach that child of yours. Why, Elder Gu's talents are leaking out, are you not in a hurry?"

Under Chen Xiao's interested gaze, Gu Ruo slowly took a sip of tea.

He raised his eyes slowly, and said in a calm tone, "It depends on fate at this time, there is no rush."

Chen Xiao raised his eyebrows: "If you look calm and calm, you must still have confidence?"

Yes, I have.How not.

Not only that, but many more.

If Yu Yang wasn't my apprentice, would I come over to eat melon seeds in the front row through the book?

"Do you want melon seeds? Brothers?" Yao Shao smiled and stretched out a hand from a distance.

Chen Xiao, who is dozens of years younger than Yao Shao, rolled his eyes: "No, thank you sister."