Master tutoring class

An Heyi stopped.Not far away, there are white cranes coming on clouds, fire birds bringing a tumbling heat wave, a lotus mount drawing a rainbow in the clear sky, and many magic weapons flying clouds and fog stop at the outer building of Yuansheng Zongyun one after another.The Yunwai Building has never been so lively.After careful questioning, I found out that today, masters from various sects traveled thousands of miles to listen to Shi Mingda's lectures.

An Heyi raised his legs and stepped across the threshold. Many people had already come in the room, and now they were all gathered in front. An Heyi vaguely heard a master asking again, "My apprentice seems to have the idea of ​​imprisoning me, how can I stop it?"

"Sin, sin", An Heyi stopped in his tracks, thinking silently.It's not that he wants to eavesdrop, it's just that the teacher's talk is really loud.

"Tan Yu Daoist?" A thin voice sounded behind him, and the person who came came stopped An Heyi with a cautious tone.

"Master He Mo," An Heyi nodded.This person is Yu Wenxing, a monk from the Dianxing Sect next door. He is as good at swordsmanship as An Heyi, but unfortunately he doesn't have much talent, and his temper is soft, so he doesn't have much reputation outside.Some time ago, the Dianxing Sect sent people to discuss matters with the suzerain Hua Xiangran, and An Heyi met him a few times.

Seeing that it was An Heyi, Yu Wenxing was relieved. "Is Daoist Tan Yu going to accept apprentices this year?" Yu Wenxing naturally knew that An Heyi had never accepted apprentices in previous years.

"That's true, is Daoist He Mo also going to accept disciples?" Seeing the other party nodding, An Heyi was surprised.

He had communicated with Yu Wenxing several times, and he knew that the other party was not good at words, or more seriously, he was afraid of words.

With such a character, he was actually sent to recruit apprentices.

For a moment, An Heyi suspected that the other party's sect was also the same as the Yuan Shengzong - there was really no master.

Yu Wenxing smiled wryly.

An Heyi felt the same way, but there was no way to solve the problem.I can only change the subject and invite Yu Wenxing to sit down.

Yu Wenxing walked up to An Heyi with small steps, seeing most of the masters gathered in front of him, with a slight hesitation on his face.

An Heyi naturally noticed it too.

"Don't be embarrassed, Daoist He Mo. These are all monks who attended the class together, and they are also troubled by the matter of accepting apprentices. If you and I go to get acquainted for a while, there will be people who will discuss it when we are confused in the future." An Heyi rarely Having said so much, it is because Yu Wenxing's timidity is somewhat similar to that of him in the past, so he can't help but want to help.

Yu Wenxing's cheeks were slightly red, and he looked up at An Heyi with gratitude, but his body still moved behind An Heyi.

"Junior brother", Shi Mingda called An Heyi from afar.

An Heyi originally wanted to find a seat in the back row, but Shi Mingda kept in mind the suzerain's instructions and kept paying attention to him. From the moment he entered the door, Shi Mingda had already planned a seat for him.

"Senior Brother", An Heyi stopped, did not move forward, and only saluted far away.The masters who gathered in the front row looked at him in unison, and when they saw his appearance, they couldn't help feeling envious.

An Heyi is not a perfect beauty.

In the realm of self-cultivation where beauties gather, every monk can reshape his bones and remove dirt by virtue of his practice.Looking around, all the monks have creamy skin, peach blossom and jade face.

Therefore, among the many beauties, even Rao Tong An and Yi, who are the most beautiful men in the world, are compared to only a middle-level man.It was An Heyi's indifferent and peaceful temperament that allowed him to be ranked in the upper-middle class of the [-] in the "Record of Cultivation of Beauty".

"How safe it is", An and Yi Yaoyao couldn't laugh or cry when they heard this sentence.

"Junior Brother Tan Yu, please sit in front." Shi Mingda mentioned it again, and An Heyi felt a little helpless in his heart.He himself has the special care of Master Shouyu, and sitting in front of him now, he is really the so-called "target of criticism".

An Heyi turned his head and asked Yu Wenxing if he was with him. Yu Wenxing resisted in his eyes, and just about to refuse, Shi Mingda called him with the next sentence.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, please sit in the front row. Your suzerain specifically entrusted me to take care of you. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly."

Yu Wenxing's face froze, as if he wanted to cry but had no tears.But in the eyes of everyone, he didn't want to save Shi Mingda's face, so he frightenedly followed An Heyi and found a seat on the right side of the front row.

As soon as he sat down, a monk came over from the back seat, "Fellow Daoist, do you want to buy this special medicine? I have a forgetting pill here, take it to make the other party forget what happened that day."

An Heyi and Yu Wenxing looked over at the same time, only to see that this man was dressed luxuriously, with gold patterns embroidered on the brocade robe, upon closer inspection, the embroidered pattern was actually swimming around on the robe, only a cursory glance , you can know that this dress must be expensive.

"There is such a thing?" Even if his heart is calm and peaceful, he can't help showing surprise.If these things are sold in shops, why would the masters have to worry about being found by the disciples.

Seeing doubts in the fellow Taoist opposite, this seemingly rich monk scratched his head, "There is just one shortcoming."

"What shortcoming?" The temptation was a bit strong, and now even the shy Yu Wenxing couldn't help asking.

"That is... I don't know when the apprentice will remember." The monk smiled shyly, "I can sell it cheaper!"

An Heyi and Yu Wenxing: "..."

"Thank you Daoyou for your kindness, but I don't need it for the time being. I don't know what to call you?" An Heyi saw that the other party was dressed in unusual clothes, and guessed that he must come from a rich family.

"The Xiaodao comes from the Niguang Sect. Its name is Zhuo Sheng and its name is Fangxi. I have met two fellow Taoists."

As expected, the Niguang Sect is the most powerful sect in the cultivation world.

The two people exchanged names, and Zhuo Sheng was slick and eloquent, and it didn't take long for Yu Wenxing, who was afraid of strangers, to stop rejecting him.

A hundred people hadn't arrived yet, and there was still a while before the class started. An Heyi glanced at Shi Mingda, and saw that the monks surrounding him were still there. Newly met friends to exchange some news.

"In recent days, it seems that more masters of the Xiaoyao Sect have been hunted down by their apprentices. When I went out a few days ago, I bumped into them twice." Zhuo Sheng shook his head and sighed.

"It's only been a while, and the situation is already so compelling." An Heyi didn't expect that the number of cases of master-student love and vendetta increased from [-] to [-] just because he didn't revise the real master-student gossip record in one day.

"I really want to know what it's like to be chased and killed by apprentices? It would be even more exciting if a hundred apprentices chased and killed them at the same time." Zhuo Sheng didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, and he opened his mouth to talk nonsense.

"Oh? Do you want to try?" There was a sudden sneer from the side, An Heyi raised his eyes, and saw a touch of color under the bright light that dazzled people's eyes.

The man stood not far away, with the fan in his hand half-stretched, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, staring at the three of them with a half-smile.