The breeze is gone, the eyes are like abyss

All the way back to the residence, Qing Chen always felt awkward thinking about his senior brother asking him to accept him as an apprentice.

What the senior brother said was that he was not good at teaching and didn't want to miss that good seedling, but what kind of good seedling made the senior brother so unwilling to let him accept it?

With curiosity and suspicion in his heart, Qing Chen began to wonder about that disciple.

Qing Jue sent Qing Chen away, sat on the chair and sighed deeply.He also felt that his excuse was very clumsy, but he was really not good at deceiving people or something.

Just bear it a little longer, just bear it a little longer, alas.

Qing Jue sat for a while, then lazily lay down on the table.If others saw his lazy appearance, their jaws would drop in shock: Where did the immortal who always stands tall and unrestrained go?

Qing Jue sighed faintly again, feeling bored, she climbed to the roof to bathe in the sun and planned to squat for a while.

Just drowsy and still can't sleep.

Hmm, I kind of miss You Yuan.

At this time, You Yuan, who was being read by others, was being read to pieces by the great elder.

"My lord, where did you go this morning? The subordinates couldn't find you, so I'm in a hurry to get angry."

You Yuan looked at the gray-bearded elder and was distracted. He didn't know whether he should talk about his going to Xuanyin City. After all, the elder was not a subordinate to him, but a teacher.

"Your Majesty?" Cha Yan looked at You Yuan distractedly, and caught a glimpse of the traces on the skirt of the clothes You Yuan hadn't changed in time.

"Your Majesty, which girl do you like?" Cha Yan asked carefully.

"Huh?" You Yuan returned to his senses.

The great elder said with an expression of "I understand", "If you like it, bring it back..."

You Yuan remained expressionless: "Well, good." It's a good idea to bring it back, and you can watch it every day, but I don't know what Qing Jue thinks.

Seeing his promise, the great elder smiled like a chrysanthemum, said yes repeatedly, and walked away with a smile, as if he couldn't wait to let everyone know the news.

You Yuan: "..." It seems that the affairs of the Demon Realm should be delegated, and they seem to be very idle.

You Yuan wanted to find Qing Jue a little bit, but he didn't know why.

The two people who have nothing to do feel that the time is passing slowly, but the things that should be carried on have never stopped.

As soon as the selection of Xianshan's outer sect disciples is over, the inner sect begins.

Qingjue Qingchen led a group of elders and a few outstanding inner disciples to sit in front of the main hall of the Immortal Palace, examining the selected disciples.

The selection this time is not only about entering the fairy mountain, but those with good qualifications may also be accepted by the elders. The future is limitless.

Qing Jue glanced over those people, and finally landed on a child—the child who was going to be Qing Chen's disciple.

Qing Chen has been paying attention to Qing Jue, seeing him stop and look over.

A boy was sitting there, he looked about twelve or thirteen years old, his aptitude was indeed good, but he was thin, quiet and introverted, and he was dressed in plain white clothes, which were the clothes of outer disciples, not the satin clothes worn by many people in front of the hall. Robes, but the cotton clothes suit him well, making him fluffy, his pair is already extraordinarily clear, and his black pupils seem to be glowing.

Qing Chen watched, and inadvertently bumped into those eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly looked away.

The child sitting below saw the person in the upper seat looking at him. He looked very gentle, which made people feel good. He smiled unconsciously, cautiously, but was avoided.The child was a little disappointed, he knew that everyone didn't like him, and he was used to it, but he still felt a little sad to be hated by such a gentle person.

The selection has already started, and the child is a little overwhelmed watching other people scrambling to recommend him.Most of the children are descendants of aristocratic families, but he just made a temporary decision. He has not been taught these things, and no one will teach him these things.

Qing Chen quietly paid attention to the child, looking at him with a dazed expression, obviously waiting for him to find him was impossible.

Sitting beside him, Qing Jue secretly watched the two of them, seeing their reactions, he secretly nodded inwardly.

Everyone was looking at the qualifications of those disciples, and they were about to grab a good one and take them back to be disciples, when they saw Qing Chen walking down leisurely.

Those self-recommended disciples calmed down. This person sitting at the head of the Immortal Venerable should be the younger brother of the Immortal Venerable. It is said that he is the one who manages affairs better than the Immortal Venerable. It would be great if he could be accepted as a disciple.

The elders were also very curious, Qing Jue and Qing Chen had indeed reached the time to accept apprentices, Qing Jue was determined not to accept apprentices, and they didn't know who Qing Chen would accept as apprentices.

In the silence, in the sight of everyone, Qing Chen walked up to the child.

The child who had been at a loss for a while obviously didn't react a bit, he raised his head and stared blankly at the god-like person in front of him.

There was always a gentle smile on the corner of Qing Chen's mouth, he stretched out his hand to pull the stunned child up, and asked, "What's your name?"

The child was obviously out of shape, looking at him with wet eyes without blinking.

Qing Chen smiled lightly, rubbed the child's head, and asked, "What's your name?"

The child was a little nervous, his throat moved, and he replied, "I...my name is Twelve."

Qing Chen nodded to show that he understood, took the child's hand, and walked to Qing Jue's seat.

"Immortal Venerable, Qing Chen please accept Twelve as his disciples."

Qing Jue nodded, "Okay, remember to write it down in the Secretary of Envoys."

Qingchen bowed again with the child, and retreated.

When the elders saw that Qing Chen had found a disciple, although he had good aptitude, he was not the best here, so they didn't care, and went on their own search.Those disciples did not dare to speak too much, hoping that they could worship under the sect of other elders, and no matter how bad it was, they would go to the place where inner sect disciples of Xianshan practiced, and their cultivation would not be delayed.

And Qing Chen quietly left the hall with his first disciple.

"Twelve, I will go back with the teacher, and I will clean up a room for you, and I will live with the teacher from now on." Qing Chen said while walking with the child.

The child was still in a daze, and was a little slow when he heard Qing Chen talking to him. It took him a long time to react, and he said blankly: "Thank you, Master."

After speaking, he might feel that he was a bit stupid, so he tried to cover his face with his hand in embarrassment, only to find that his hand was still held by the master, afraid of offending the master, he struggled to release it, but was held tightly by Qingchen again.

"Twelve, what's wrong?" Qing Chen looked at the child suspiciously.

The child hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said it was all right.Master's hands are so warm, I don't want...don't want to let go, no one has ever treated him so tenderly, held him.

Qing Chen patted his head with the other hand, and continued to walk. The child's hand was thin and small, holding it as if he was holding nothing, and he felt a little distressed.

With good aptitude and pure heart, he is indeed a good seedling, no wonder his brother strongly recommends him to him.

It's just that it's too small and too thin, so it needs to be taken care of.Qing Chen thought to himself, and decided to take good care of the child.