Master tutoring class

"Brother, are you...?" The green shirt has a thin face, just based on the appearance of the person in front of you, you really can't tell the age.An Heyi made a rough estimate, only thinking that he might be quite old.

"Master."

The anxious-looking young man in front of him called out.

When An Heyi heard this, he stood there blankly, with a daze in his eyes.

"Wen... Xiuyuan?" He asked uncertainly.

"It's me, Master." The person on the opposite side smiled, with a little light in their crowded eyes, looking extremely wretched.

"What are you doing?" An Heyi said with difficulty, the fish mouth of the person in front of him was raised, as if he wanted to kiss Fangze, An Heyi couldn't help but step back.

Wen Xiuyuan secretly smiled in his heart, but he spoke respectfully, "The disciple also wants to participate in the interesting activities of the Yuansheng Sect, follow the fine traditions of the Yuansheng Sect, and pass on the fun."

An Heyi: "..."

Fine.

An Heyi turned sideways and let Wen Xiuyuan in.

"What doubts do you have today?"

Wen Xiuyuan asked questions as usual.It's just that An Heyi couldn't help looking at him in the process of answering the question.

Wen Xiuyuan looked at the right time, and when An Heyi looked over, Yu Lip pointed at him.Seeing that An Heyi froze, he turned his face away and stopped looking at him.

After Wen Xiuyuan turned his lips to the other side, An Heyi's gaze drifted back again.

It's so ugly it catches the eye.

This is the first time that An Heyi gets along with the ugly people around him every day from the perspective of others.The more we get along, the more I feel that the apprentices of Yuanshengzong are quite difficult.

The sect's master group has already exploded.

"I really want to ask who is that ugly thing outside the door?"

"It's not my apprentice anyway."

"It's all right now, both parties are ugly, and no one looks down on the other."

"Nonsense, I'm not as ugly as him."

"I am ugly casually, and he is ugly serious."

An Heyi glanced casually, then looked up at his apprentice again.I have to say that my apprentice is too ugly to be too careful.

A thought flashed through his mind, and An Heyi saw a question with the same thought in the master group.

"Will the apprentices' aesthetics be biased?"

There were a bunch of question marks at the bottom, and I read more than a dozen pages in a row, which made Master's scalp tingle.

"It's all right now, there will be no beautiful apprentices to watch in the future."

As soon as these words came out, a roar jumped out of the group.

"My sect's selection!!! Whoever messes up will die for me!"

"Cough cough cough", the masters who were just about to speak immediately retreated when they saw this sentence.

An Heyi wondered if the disciples of the whole sect had changed.

Wen Xiuyuan saw that An Heyi didn't have much reaction except for some reactions at the beginning, so he wanted him to see the grand occasion of all the ugly people in the sect and see what his expression was.

"Master, I want to buy a sword tassel, but I haven't been down the mountain much, can Master go with me?"

An Heyi nodded immediately, avoiding the other party's horrible face.

The disciples who came back and forth from the sect all put on new faces today, and if they saw someone uglier coming from the opposite side, they would warmly go over and say hello.

When An Heyi passed the square, a large group of disciples crowded in front of the bulletin board. He put down his sword and looked at it for a while.

There are many photos posted on the bulletin board, and five large characters are written in red pen on the far right--Ugly Xiu Dabixuan.

This is really a dare to choose.

One by one, the monks who thought they were the ugliest posted their photos, and the disciples who agreed that he was the ugliest put a letter on the bottom.An Heyi looked at it for a while, and some disciples fought over who was uglier.

"I'm ugly!"

"Don't tell anyone! I'm the ugliest!"

"You're so pretty, why are you so ugly."

"You are not ugly, I am."

"With all due respect, in terms of ugliness, everyone here is rubbish."

An Heyi sighed inwardly.

... want to drink tea.

"Master?"

There was a burst of heat around him, An Heyi turned his head to meet a fish mouth, his pupils trembled in fright, and he hurriedly backed away.

Wen Xiuyuan held back his smile and said, "Master, shall we not go for a walk anymore? If Master is interested, you can go to other places in the sect to have a look."

An Heyi paused, turned his back silently and ignored Wen Xiuyuan, and flew out of the sect with his sword.

The sect is too upset.

There is a teahouse at the foot of Yuanshengzong Mountain, which is exclusively for practitioners.This small place has always been the coexistence of cultivators and mortals. Some shops are exclusively for monks, while others are for mortals.The name of this tea house is Xianren Pavilion, and it has a great reputation. The tea is really good.

In the past, An Heyi's brothers would bring him some tea here every time he went down the mountain.

Wen Xiuyuan saw that An Heyi could not fly when he smelled the fragrance of tea, so he rarely suggested empatheticly, "Master, why don't we go to the teahouse to have a rest first."

An Heyi nodded in satisfaction.

The waiter who was recruiting people outside the Immortal Pavilion nodded and bowed enthusiastically to attract guests, but the strange thing is that this teahouse clearly stated that it does not accept ordinary people, but some ordinary people still went in.After talking for a while, the mortal was invited out by the steward.

An Heyi was a little curious about Xiaoer's criteria for judging monks.

"You can't enter." Xiaoer stopped An Heyi and his disciples.

"Why?" An Heyi's clear eyes flashed with puzzlement.

Xiao Er was dazed by his eyes for a moment, then immediately shook his head and snapped, "No, you guys go away."

Wen Xiuyuan was pushed by the other party, and his eyes sank, "Oh? Why can't you go in?"

Xiao Er impatiently pointed at the signboard, "Didn't you say it all? Ordinary people can't enter. I told you people, don't be curious about what the monks eat and drink all day long. Your body can't eat. You won't be afraid if you eat it." Eaten to death."

"But the two of us are monks." An Heyi explained calmly.

"Huh?" Xiaoer showed a disgusted expression, raised his hand and wanted to push again.

An Heyi avoided it, and someone next to him couldn't stand it any longer, and said, "Brother, it's the tonic of the immortals. Ordinary people can't stand so many tonics, so don't try it."

"I am a cultivator. May I ask why you think we are not?"

Seeing An Heyi's gentle tone, the other party looked up and down suspiciously. He felt that he believed him a little, and then said, "It is said that the monks are beautiful, and they all look like gods. You really don't look like that. Don't I’m talking about you, the person next to you... oh!"

When the other party spoke, Di'an and Yi blushed.

Who would have thought that his actions would make others wonder if he was a cultivator.

Seeing the commotion outside the door, the steward came out to have a look.The steward has been here for many years and has good eyesight and memory.Although An Heyi didn't come here many times, it was clear when he saw the jade plaque on his waist.

"It turns out to be the Taoist priest of the Yuansheng Sect, please come in." The steward enthusiastically led An Heyi and his disciples in.

The mortals and Xiao Er who were watching the excitement behind were dumbfounded, "Why are you still so ugly after cultivating?"

"I heard it's from the Yuansheng Sect."

"You're stupid, immortal, that's why you don't want you to see their faces."

"No, but I heard a monk from another sect say that all of them are ugly."

"real??"

"Could it be a fake sect!"

An Heyi's sword clasped on the table with a sound, and finally seemed unable to bear the eyes cast from all directions, as soon as the spirit stone was released, Yujian flew out of the window.

Wen Xiuyuan stood by the window, his eyebrows trembling as if they were going to fly with the wind.

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The author says:

You may not believe it, but this year is the ugly one!