Master Shizun wants to force marriage?

Seeing the smile on Ji Heng's mouth, Yan Tong froze in place.

He almost forgot that this person could laugh too.

There was no sound at the scene, only the girl Xuanyu was still calling: "It's really... so beautiful..."

Lian Yuande nodded in agreement this time, tsk-tsk: "This is the Immortal Venerable, I might be a fake."

Ji Heng looked at Yan Tong and said, "Whose disciple are you? Would you like to come to my Wuwen Hall?"

The exclamation that Yuan De had not had time to swallow turned into a gasp.

Is today an auspicious day?

The desolate younger brother not only came to the new disciples to compete in person.

And... openly rob people? !

Wonderful!Good day!

Dao Zhen's face has turned black.

What happened to Yan Tong?Why did the exercises improve so much in just half a year?Didn't Ji Heng look down on this group of new disciples?Why come to embarrass him at this time?

Yan Tong smiled, looked at Ji Heng on the viewing platform, and raised his voice: "I once asked the Immortal Venerable a question in Wuyou Hall, and today I will ask this question again. Heng Jun Immortal Venerable, why are you suddenly Have you changed your mind to accept apprentices?"

Ji Heng looked at him, without any ups and downs in his voice: "Don't waste your talent, in Changfeng School, Wuwen Temple is your best choice."

Such arrogant words have two completely different tastes to different people.

Dao Zhen was trembling with anger, and his face turned red and black for a while. He was most concerned about the realm of his own skills, but now Jun Heng said that Yan Tong was inferior to him.

He gritted his back molars and his nails sank into his palm.

Yan Tong thought Ji Heng was really interesting.

Ten years ago, this person had this choking-to-death disposition. Unexpectedly, ten years later, not only did he not change, but it got worse.It's really interesting, he used to be like an empty shell, without emotions, and being with him was all to prevent his parents from worrying that he was "out of gregarious".

But now, Ji Heng seems to quickly and roughly fill this empty shell with another simpler thing - endless practice.

Yan Tong suddenly thought of a sentence that Dao Zhen said. Although he is really disgusting, his words are quite right.

He said: Some people are born to cultivate, and others can't match his finger even if they work hard. Ji Heng is such a person.

Daotong next to Ji Heng stepped forward and said: "Honorable Immortal, his name is Yan Tong, and he is the apprentice of Dao Zhen, the eldest disciple under the seat of Elder Wu Qi."

Ji Heng stared blankly, Wen Yan looked around in the crowd, finally looked at Elder Wu Qi and said: "I hope that Senior Brother Wu Qi will be successful."

Didn't even bother asking about Proverbs.

Dao Zhen became angry and stared at Yan Tong viciously to see how he would answer.

Wu Qi's face was not very good-looking. Although he didn't directly steal someone from him, Dao Zhen was his disciple, and it was his Ting Fang Dian who lost face in the end.

Wu Qi forced a smile and said, "Junior Brother Heng, it's not good for you to rob people directly like this?"

Ji Heng said calmly: "What's wrong?"

Wu Qi gritted his teeth: "You were the one who didn't take part in accepting apprentices at the beginning, but now you want to snatch them from others. In the final analysis, it's the younger brother's fault."

"Really? But I remember that the rule of apprenticeship ceremony is that both master and apprentice must nod to be considered a formal apprenticeship. That day, only your apprentice nodded, Yan Tong didn't nod, right?" Ji Heng looked directly at Yan after asking Wuqi Tongdao: "You admit that you have already apprenticed as a teacher?"

Wu Qi Ye's face turned black with anger, he had already been humiliated because of those two trashes, Meng Zhan and Gao Feng, and now he was humiliated by Mr. Heng.He glanced at Ji Heng who was expressionless, and left the table angrily.

Yuande Immortal Venerable didn't dare to continue watching the good show anymore, so he hurriedly asked someone to ask Zhen's meaning, and then stood beside Mr. Heng and said, "Junior brother, you really, it must be that kid?"

Ji Heng turned to look at him and nodded.

At the same time, Yan Tong replied loudly: "I haven't admitted it."

Ji Heng slightly bent the corner of his mouth: "Follow me back to the Hall of Wuwen, and perform the ceremony of apprenticeship."

Yuan De slapped his forehead: It's over, what else do you want to ask about Taoism?Liang Zi of Tingfang Palace and Wuwen Palace is really married.

Hengjun Xianzun took Yan Tong and his Xiaodaotong and left.

The expressions of the rest of the people are each wonderful in their own way.

Everyone knows that Hengjun Immortal Venerable is cold and aloof. In just six years, even Wu Qi who brought him to the door was just an elder, so he sat on the position of Immortal Venerable sitting with the head of the sect.

It was originally a legendary existence, but today it surprised everyone, and directly snatched someone from Ting Fangdian's subordinates!

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they all smiled back.

Just wait and see, the good show of Wuwen Palace and Tingfang Palace is yet to come.

As soon as Yan Tong arrived with Ji Heng, the Xiaodao boy from Hengjun Palace had already brought Yan Tong's small baggage.

Just as he was about to take over the burden, he heard Ji Heng say to the little boy: "Put it in the side hall."

Xiao Daotong was stunned for a moment, and blurted out in shock: "Xianzun, does our palace have a special bedroom for disciples?"

Ji Heng said expressionlessly: "I know."

Xiao Daotong was so choked that he couldn't speak, he put the small bundle in the side hall of Wuwen Hall, cleaned it carefully, and replaced it with a brand new bedding and bed curtain before finishing the calculation.

Hengjun Palace is the fairy palace farthest from Qingqiong Mountain.

Yan Tong felt deserted when he first came here, but now he feels that this place is really a good place for seclusion.

Especially, there is a beauty like Ji Heng in front of her.

The apprenticeship ceremony was held on time in the Hall of Wuwen.

Knocking on heaven and earth three times to respect Ji Heng, and offering a cup of tea, Yan Tong looked at the handsome man in front of him, curled his lips, and called, "Master."

Ji Heng nodded, took his cup of apprentice tea, and asked, "Your name is Yan Tong, which Tong?"

"Qingshui Tong." Yan Tong said.

Ji Heng nodded, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, he picked up the teacup and blew gently, taking a sip of tea.

The teacher apprenticeship ceremony with only two people started in such a simple and quiet way, and ended peacefully and steadily.

Ji Heng asked him to sit down and asked about his cultivation.

Yan Tong told Ji Heng everything truthfully about the matter of practicing in the Valley of the Demons.

After hearing this, Ji Heng frowned deeply, but his tone didn't fluctuate: "You shouldn't be going to Yunting Hall."

The corner of Yan Tong's mouth twitched and he was speechless.

He can feel his conscience and swear on the master's beauty: he is really not the one who wants to go to Yunting Hall.

Ji Heng called Xiaodaotong and said: "Go and get the mental method of this sect."

Yan Tong didn't want to talk at all anymore. The mantra he obtained after helping Daozhen in vain to find the spiritual grass for so long in the Yunting Palace, everyone had a copy in the Hengjun Palace?

Xiao Daotong quickly brought it and put it in front of Yan Tong.

Yan Tong picked it up and turned it over slightly.

Fortunately, Dao Zhen's town house dog was not disgusting enough to give him a fake mind.

"Familiarize yourself with this mental method within three days, and I will start teaching you the basic exercises in three days." Ji Heng frowned seeing him absent-mindedly turning over the mental method: "Don't treat cultivation as a joke."

Yan Tong opened his mouth, looked at Ji Heng's calm face, and swallowed the phrase "Are you sick?" that came to his mouth.

He forgot that Ji Heng was really sick.

He only turned over some things randomly in half a year in Yunting Palace, and Ji Heng asked him to finish them within three days!

Although he had been practicing demon art before, he didn't put much effort into it...

But!Ji Heng is too cruel...

Yan Tong raised the corners of his mouth and showed a smile with white teeth: "Yes, Master."

Ji Heng didn't notice his dissatisfaction at all, and nodded in satisfaction to let him go down to rest first, and get up early tomorrow to start practicing mental techniques.

Yan Tong gritted his teeth and walked out of the palace door, and the little Taoist who heard the chatter was not afraid of death and asked Ji Heng: "Xianzun, who is that 'Yan Tong'? It was the first time you heard this name half a year ago I went to the Wuyou Hall to attend the apprenticeship ceremony, today the apprentice was stunned when I heard this name, whose name is this old man?"

Ji Heng looked at Xiaodaotong calmly and said, "Don't speak nonsense."

Xiao Daotong immediately withered away.

But what Hengjun Xianzun said next almost made him bite his tongue.

"She is my fiancée since I was a child. If I hadn't come to Xiling later, today would be the day we got married." Ji Heng said these words very calmly, got up and walked to the bedroom.

Yan Tong, who had just walked to the entrance of the main hall, staggered and almost fell into the mud.

After half a year of exploration, Yan Tong has already mastered how to use the mind as a cover and the cultivation method supported by demon power.

But there is another difficulty.

He can't bear the mentality!

In the past, I just picked some that fit my own cultivation, but now it is really difficult to integrate all my mental methods with the demon power in my body.

But Ji Heng had already set a time limit for him, so he had to start cultivating the mental method day and night.

On the third day, when Ji Heng came to Yan Tong's room, he saw Yan Tong lying on the quilt and sound asleep.

"Yan Tong, wake up." Ji Heng stood by the bed a little helplessly.

Yan Tong hesitated and opened his eyes a little.

Immediately sat up one by one, dizzy and said: "Master... Master."

Ji Heng nodded, glanced at the mental method lying on his bed beside him, and said expressionlessly: "How is the mental method practiced? Is it beneficial?"

Yan Tong had already sobered up a lot, and nodded vigorously: "Well, I have completely memorized it, Master."

At this time, Yan Tong didn't know that this sentence would become his nightmare for a long time.

Ji Heng glanced at his crooked hair, and coughed weakly: "Pack up and come to Qinyuan Court. From today onwards, I will teach you the Changfeng sect's entry-level exercises."

Yan Tong worked so hard for three days and three nights to finish the set of mental techniques, and the expression of begging for praise was blown away in the wind by Ji Heng's words before he finished.

He let out a long oh, quickly took care of himself and went to Qinyuan Court to find Ji Heng.

When Ji Heng taught the exercises, it didn't match his cold appearance at all, and he didn't have that kind of repulsive aura. When Yan Tong practiced with him, he would keep his eyes on Yan Tong, even if Yan Tong showed a little He would correct every little mistake in no time.

As time passed, Yan Tong understood a little bit why Ji Heng had to choose disciples with good aptitude and talent.

With his teaching method, those with poor aptitude will end up with either the disciples going crazy or the master going crazy.

The author has something to say: the next one should be sweet for a long time~