Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

When the disciple saw that Yinjiao was uttering human words, he immediately trembled like a sieve, and then answered three bangs, and broke down: "How on earth are you willing to let me go!!!"

Yinjiao was so angry that the broken scales all over his body exploded. It chopped off its claws a few times, as if it found that his huge body was too much of a hindrance. Disciple, just as he was about to speak, the bag of fairy nets covered his head and immediately stuck to his body like glue.

"Okay, complete the task." Meng Chaoxing pulled the other end of the fairy net, and as soon as it was tightened, Mo Yin, who had turned into a human form, was immediately tied up tightly, and his mouth was also caught in the net. Mo Yin turned his head and spoke fiercely. Meng Chaoxing bared his sharp fangs.

Meng Chaoxing turned a blind eye and beckoned someone to pull him down. Song Huai helped the disciple up, and after a few words of persuasion, he was also taken away.

The square was finally emptied, and the newcomers like Meng Xiangyang were still in shock, only to hear three drums beating again, and the meeting began.

Both Song Huai and Meng Chaoxing took their seats in the stands. Meng Chaoxing looked at Jiang Yao on the left, then at the three elders on the opposite side, and finally at Yu Sheng on the main seat: "Are you not coming?"

Yu Sheng looked at the crowd, and didn't know what he was looking at. Hearing this, he tilted his head slightly: "How can I not come to the disciple acceptance meeting?"

"But you said last time..."

"Hush—" Yu Sheng interrupted him expressionlessly, staring straight at the new disciples.

Just as he was talking, two disciples who had been named came to the stand, one tall and one short, the taller first touched the jade bead under the stand, and the jade bead suddenly glowed with light blue, dark green, and dark brown. Among them, dark green is the most conspicuous.

There are three spiritual roots of water, wood and soil, one thick and two thin, and the wood spirit root is good.

No one in the stands spoke, and the tall man introduced himself nervously: "Everyone, my disciple's name is Song Yang, a barrier man, seventeen years old, good at boxing." He punched the air, but no one in the stands spoke.

Until he finished punching this set, Yu Sheng, Song Huai and others didn't even change their expressions, obviously they had no interest in him.

The disciple of Huanqi Palace on the other side waved to him, the disciple bowed in a salute, retreated, and took a waist card from the disciple of Huanqi Palace: "Here, someone will lead you to the outer gate later."

The tall one was a little sad, but thanked him quickly.

On the stage, the one who was shorter had already tested his spiritual root, and it was better than the previous one. It had water and fire dual spiritual roots, and the fire root accounted for more than half of it, and the water spiritual root was extremely weak. Is it?"

Both Song Huai, Meng Chaoxing and Jiang Yao looked at the disciple. The disciple tried to straighten his chest and waited anxiously and joyfully, but after waiting for a long time, no one answered. The elder waved his hand: "Let him enter the inner sect."

It was only one step away from flying to the top of the branch. The disciple was a little disappointed, but he still thanked him a thousand times.

The aptitudes of the next few disciples were very unattractive, the sun gradually rose, and the tea bowls on the stands were filled again and again. Meng Chaoxing raised his legs boredly, was glanced at by the second elder and then put them down embarrassingly. He couldn't help whispering to the side Song Huai and Jiang Yao complained: "These people look really bad this year."

Song Huai quickly winked at him to keep quiet.

Just as Meng Chaoxing closed his mouth, a disciple who just came over touched the bead, and the white bead was immediately filled with dark green mixed with a few traces of light emerald green. The third elder said "Hey": "Single wood spirit root is relatively pure."

The disciple turned to the stands and introduced himself crisply: "My disciple's surname is Yang and his name is Ling'er. Most of them are from the majority. He practiced marksmanship with his father since he was a child. He is not good at it. He made a fool of himself for all the immortals."

After finishing speaking, she pulled out the white-tasseled spear on the weapon rack beside her, and after twirling a flower, she danced a few times. The spear was chic and unrestrained.

"She's still a female disciple." Meng Chaoxing looked at her, turned his head to Jiang Yao and said, "Junior Sister, you practice guns, how about this?"

The disciple retracted the gun, his movements were crisp and sharp, and there was determination on his delicate melon-shaped face.

Jiang Yao looked at it for a while, then nodded and said: "It's really good, I'll take this." After she finished speaking, she took off the waist badge and threw it at the disciple, who caught it with surprise in his eyes.

Jiang Yao: "Go over there and wait, and come back to the peak with me when it's over."

The waiting disciples were in an uproar, this person was accepted as a new biography!

The disciple pressed the waist badge to his chest and held it tightly, couldn't help saluting, with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, you picked it quite quickly." Meng Chaoxing looked at the waiting crowd, and said listlessly: "I don't know if I can wait for someone who is pleasing to my eye...don't compete with me then. "

Song Huai laughed and said, "Who will snatch you, just rest."

Most of the day passed, and there were not many people left in the waiting area. Jiang Yao took in another female student who was considered a pure water spirit root, but Meng Chaoxing and Song Huai got nothing. Then he kept refusing with a smile. There were too few talented disciples this year, and the elders left the stage half an hour ago, leaving only the four of them here to watch.

"Meng Xiangyang, Lin Fugui." The disciples who were called called shouted.

Meng Xiangyang, who was sitting on the edge of the small flower bed and almost fell asleep, opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed Xi Feiluan who was counting ants, and rushed to the stand excitedly. Staring at him motionlessly, a little at a loss, I saw Meng Xiangyang touching the bead confidently. The moment his finger touched the surface of the bead, the bead burst into intense red light, which immediately flashed into the eyes of Xi Feiluan who was close.

The disciples who were waiting had never seen such a strange sight, and they all stretched their necks to look this way.

On the stage, Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows.

"What a pure fire spirit root." Song Huai exclaimed.

I saw Meng Xiangyang, who had finished testing his spiritual roots, ran two steps here, and before he could stand still, he began to chatter loudly: "My apprentice, my surname is Meng, and my name is Xiangyang. I have a warm and cheerful personality. Masters and uncles!" Take a look, take a look, you can't take it, you can't take it, you can't take it," he said, pulling Xi Feiluan who was stunned to the side, and he didn't even need to breathe a sigh of relief: "By the way, this is my good brother Lin Fugui. The relationship between the two is deep and strong, and the food is healthy and delicious, and please masters and uncles to let us enter the same school together..."

Meng Chaoxing stood up abruptly, and said with a nod: "I want these two!"

"and many more."

Yu Sheng, who had never said anything, put down the teacup and looked over lightly: "I'll take these two."

"???" Several people looked at Yu Sheng in surprise, even Song Huai's face showed shock, Meng Chaoxing slammed the stands and howled loudly: "Didn't you say you won't accept apprentices this year?" !"

"I'm Fire Spirit Root, so it's more suitable for me to teach you than Gold Spirit Root."

After Yu Sheng finished speaking, he glanced at Meng Xiangyang in the stands, and said in a cold voice, "Well, you can choose."

Meng Chaoxing also turned to look at Meng Xiangyang: "Tell me, choose him or me?"

Meng Xiangyang suddenly got this honor. He was able to choose his master among the two immortals, and one of them was the head of the Immortal Palace. He was also a little surprised. He carefully looked up at Yu Sheng, then at Meng Chaoxing. , hesitated for a while.

Xi Feiluan, who was forcibly pulled in, was buzzing. He just wanted to sneak into the outer door, and he didn't want to be bought one get one free for either of these two.

If you have to choose, it is also Junior Brother Meng, and you must not be Junior Brother.

Xi Feiluan prayed in his heart, don't want a junior, don't want a junior, don't want a junior.Junior brother is not easy to fool, if you get too close to him, you will definitely be noticed.

I saw Meng Xiangyang raised his face resolutely, leaned over, and said loudly in Xi Feiluan's expectant eyes: "I want to worship the head master as my teacher!"

Xi Feiluan: ...help.

Meng Chaoxing sat down discouraged, and glared at him angrily, not very happy.

Yu Sheng nodded lightly, unable to see any joy or anger, just stood up and said, "Come with me."

"Junior Brother, don't you want to watch it now?" Song Huai raised his head and asked.

"I'm tired, you can figure out the rest." Yu Sheng turned around and stepped off the stage, and glanced back at Meng Xiangyang. Meng Xiangyang took a deep breath and chased after him.

Xi Feiluan was still standing there stupidly, unable to digest this situation at all.

"Lin... Fugui, right?" Yu Sheng stood there, looking at him indifferently: "You come here too."

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Yu Sheng: I accepted my senior brother as an apprentice, what should I be called?

Xi Feiluan (thinking quietly for 3 minutes): It's called treason.

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Today's double update, the second update is at normal time, hey, it's just for fun~