Domineering Man of the Star Queen

"Second, Second Martial Uncle..."

Looking at Luo Yuan in amazement, the disciple couldn't recover for a while.

Since Zhang Ang always wore a veil when he was still the [Second Martial Uncle], no one from the head of the Qingfeng Sect to the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect had ever seen the face of the [Second Martial Uncle].

Looking at Luo Yuan in the middle of the room, who was dressed in modern clothes, and then at the neatly laid Taoist robes on the bed, thinking of the rumors about [Second Master] wearing a white gauze mask, this Qingfeng sect disciple would not He suspected that Luo Yuan in front of him was the most mysterious Second Master of the Qingfeng Sect.

Also looking at Luo Yuan, a strange light flashed in the blue-eyed child's cat-like ice-blue eyes.

"..."

Lifting his head speechlessly, Luo Yuan also looked at the disciple.

Based on [Second Martial Uncle]'s position in the sect, Luo Yuan never dreamed that this disciple would break into the house without his consent.

I don't know how he insisted that he is the [Second Martial Uncle], Luo Yuan looked at the flushed disciple, and then at the child standing beside him, his slender brows furrowed.

It would have been fine if he hadn't done this action, but as soon as he made this frowning expression, coupled with Zhang Ang's serious and rigid attitude in the school, immediately, the disciple who came in, Qing Ling, was even more convinced that he was looking at him. The beautiful young man who got up was the second senior uncle who never saw the end of the dragon.As for the reason why [Second Martial Uncle], who is an elder of one school, looks like a young man who has not reached the weak crown, it probably has something to do with the Second Martial Uncle's unfathomable cultivation base and those elixir that can beautify the face.

Seeing Luo Yuan frowning, Qingling suddenly felt a sense of trepidation.

"Two, two, two, two, second uncle..."

"..." Even Luo Yuan could feel that if he frowned again, Qing Ling would be so frightened that he would kneel down.

Sighing, Luo Yuan said lightly, "Are you Qingling?" According to [Second Martial Uncle]'s memory, the disciple in red in front of him has the name Qingling.

"Yes, yes, Second Martial Uncle."

The Second Master is usually withdrawn, ordinary disciples can't get into his eyes at all, even the head of the sect can't talk to her on weekdays, although as a red-clothed disciple of the Qingfeng Sect, he is offering sacrifices in the elixir shop. However, the number of times Qing Ling met with [Second Martial Uncle] is also very few.

Hearing him suddenly call out his name now, Qing Ling was flattered, and he firmly believed in the fact that the stunningly beautiful young man in front of him was the Second Senior Uncle.

Not knowing that he called out Qing Ling's name deepened Qing Ling's determination. Looking at Qing Ling, Luo Yuan said, "I won't accept this child, you can send it back."

His appearance today as the [Second Martial Uncle] was already an accident. He could not have accepted this child as a [Closed Disciple]. Otherwise, what would be the difference between lifting a rock and shooting him in the foot?

"But, but..."

Looking at the [Second Martial Uncle] in front of him, Qingling glanced at Luo Yuan in embarrassment, and then at the blue-eyed child.

He found this child with great difficulty, both in terms of spiritual root and physique, if he missed this child with excellent talent, he might not know when he would be able to find another one.

"That, that, Second Martial Uncle."

Looking at Luo Yuan, Qing Ling timidly said, "If you want me to send him back, there is no problem, but... three days later, it will be the martial arts competition. I am afraid that after the martial arts competition is over, we will return to the sect. If the master knows that you haven't picked a disciple yet..."

Even if the sect leader doesn't blame the Second Senior Uncle, it is very possible to randomly designate a disciple from the sect as the Second Senior Uncle's [closed disciple].

The level of discipleship is related to the master's reputation, but some disciples' qualifications are too low, and they are not suitable for learning at all. Ren Sui can't get one-tenth of the master's true transmission no matter how hard he practices, even if such disciples are cultivated. It was a waste of effort, which was why the elders tended to select their disciples by themselves, except for their eyesight.

After the martial arts competition is over, according to the schedule, their group will return to the sect, and then the second martial uncle will have no chance to choose. Therefore, Qing Ling tried his best to persuade the second senior martial uncle to accept the blue-eyed kid.

"... What are you talking about, there are still three days before the fighting contest?" Ignoring the words after Qingling, Luo Yuan focused all his attention on what Qingling said before.

According to [Second Martial Uncle] Zhang Ang's memory, isn't there still a week before the martial arts competition?

"Yes, Second Master, the association notified us today that this year's competition has been advanced, and it will be held in Tingyun Mountain in three days. Therefore, we are leaving tomorrow." Seeing Luo Yuan's inquiry, Qing Ling hurriedly said.

"Is it."

Originally, Luo Yuan was very interested in this martial arts competition. After all, it was only on this occasion that he had the opportunity to truly see the level of the cultivators in this world. The time coincided, and under balance, Luo Yuan had no choice but to give up this fighting contest.

But if it is true that as Qing Ling said, the time of this martial arts competition has been advanced, then he has time to observe it.

After looking at Clearing with anticipation, and looking again, a bold idea came to Luo Yuan's mind.

"Okay, you guys go and get ready."

Now that the real [Second Martial Uncle] has returned to Earth, and the disciples in front of him also think he is the [Second Martial Uncle], why doesn’t he use Qingfeng’s [Second Martial Uncle] to watch this fighting contest?

If [Second Master] Zhang Ang's previous life in Qingfeng Sect was very high-profile, Luo Yuan would not have made such an absurd plan, but [Second Master] is already equivalent to an invisible person in Qingfeng Sect. The door has never seen his real appearance, so he provided conditions for Luo Yuan to become the [Second Martial Uncle].

Besides, I don't know if it's a coincidence, the second uncle Zhang Ang is very similar to Luo Yuan in figure, so it's easier for Luo Yuan to play the role of the second uncle.

"Okay, okay, the second uncle, this kid..." Looking at Luo Yuan, Qingliu said in a difficult way.

Only then did he turn his gaze to the gloomy child. This child looked only about ten years old, and his white skin was as white as snow. It seemed that there was no blood flowing in his veins, which gave people an unreal feeling. Feel.

The child's distinct and three-dimensional appearance is surprisingly delicate, as if God has carefully carved it with the most delicate carving knife stroke by stroke, and there is no fault to be found on the small face.Although the child's face has not been fully opened, but now he looks like a gloomy and luxurious high-end doll, it is not difficult to guess how earth-shatteringly handsome he will be when he grows up.

Especially this child's pair of pure ice blue eyes, when looking at you without blinking, there is an illusion that even his vision is freezing, and this child's black hair tells him The noble temperament that can't be revealed, if this is not the present after 1200, Luo Yuan will probably think that this child is probably a child of a European hereditary noble family.

"...How did he get here?" Looking at the child, Luo Yuan turned his head and asked Qing Ling.

This child has an unusual aura from his appearance to his temperament. Even a fool wouldn't believe it if he was said to be [picked up] casually.

"If you go back to the second uncle, this child was sent by his family."

Seeing that Luo Yuan finally paid attention to the child, Qingling quickly said flattered, "The child's parents passed away a few years ago, and now he is in foster care at his uncle's house. His uncle saw that he is very talented, so he sent it to us specially." .”

These ancient martial arts sects rarely go down the mountain. It is a great honor for ordinary families to become associated with the ancient martial arts sect. It has not been interrupted for a day since it was sent up for them to choose.

First of all, this child is extremely eye-catching in appearance, secondly, his talent is really bright, his bones are unique, he can be regarded as a genius that is rare in a hundred years, so he stood out and was selected by Clearing.

"Really." Looking at the silent, gloomy and gorgeous child again, Luo Yuan said.

The black eyes are facing the silent blue eyes. Although the child has a gloomy attitude, the kitten-like figure, vigilant eyes and tightly pursed lips still calm down Luo Yuan's serious exploration.

"Come here and let me see."

Waving to the blue-eyed kid, Luo Yuan said.

"..." The blue eyes stared at Luo Yuan firmly, and the child remained motionless.

"Hey, what's going on, the second uncle told you to go over, hurry up!"

Seeing that the child was motionless, Qing Ling couldn't help but pushed the child anxiously and said.