Chapter five hundred and thirteenth master and apprentice
"I have a condition!"
Fan Xiaoyun spoke quietly, his cold eyes locked on the two senior brothers.
"you say!"
Ba Ziming raised his head and motioned for Fan Xiaoyun to speak.
Fan Xiaoyun turned her attention to Wei Zong. At this time, Wei Zong also understood what she meant, took a slight step forward, and stood up.
In fact, Duanmu Yuxing and Ba Ziming had already noticed this young man. Seeing Wei Zong step forward, they all raised their brows in unison, showing some interest.
"This young man saved my life before!" Fan Xiaoyun got straight to the point, pointing at Wei Zong and said: "In return, I promised him to find an elder in the sect as his master!"
"Oh? So that's it!" Ba Ziming raised his brows and looked into the distance. At this time, the powerful auras that came from before also arrived here. They were the elders of the Qiantian Sword Sect.
At this time, Ba Ziming faced them and said loudly: "You all heard it, right? Who is willing to accept this young man as a disciple?"
These elders look at me and I look at you, hoping that others will speak first. The current situation is a bit subtle. They either support Ba Ziming or Duanmu Yuxing. This young man was brought back by Fan Xiaoyun. His heart must be towards Fan Xiaoyun. This young man must also know how these two treat Fan Xiaoyun, and it is inevitable that there will be a gap between them.
These elders also know very well that if anyone becomes this young man's master, their status will instantly become very embarrassing. After accepting such a disciple, neither Ba Ziming nor Duanmu Yuxing can really trust them. Therefore, This boy is a hot potato that no one can touch.
Therefore, everyone just looked at each other and remained silent at the same time, no one wanted to speak.
Seeing this situation, Fan Xiaoyun's face became even more ugly. She naturally understood the reason for all this. Seeing Fan Xiaoyun's face looking ugly, and not wanting the atmosphere to continue to be awkward like this, Ba Ziming coughed lightly. , and randomly named an elder.
"Elder Song, you have trained several high-ranking disciples, how about you accept this young man?"
The elder who was called was an old man. When the old man saw that he was being called, he waved his hands quickly and said: "No, no, I am old and frail. I am afraid that I am powerless to teach my disciples anymore. I hope Junior brother, forgive me!"
Seeing that he refused so simply, Ba Ziming couldn't force him, so he turned his attention to another person.
"Elder Qian, how about you accept this young man?"
This elder Qian looks quite young. Ba Ziming's meaning is very obvious. Since the old one is not good enough, then I will find a young one. Now you can't refuse.
However, Elder Qian bowed slightly and said: "Senior brother, although I am young, I already have five disciples. Just teaching them will already consume my energy. If I add another disciple, I am also powerless! Senior brother, let’s forget about this matter and find someone else!”
Seeing that Elder Qian also refused, Ba Ziming finally frowned. He didn't want to break up with Fan Xiaoyun now, but if he couldn't solve this young man's problem, Fan Xiaoyun would definitely fall out with him. As a senior brother, he knew them very well. The character of this junior sister is that she will always do what she says.
So, Ba Ziming's attention shifted to other people again.
But other elders also found various reasons to evade.
Like "I only know how to forge iron and make weapons, I'm afraid it will delay this young man!" "I often go out and take care of the external affairs of the sect, so I don't have time to teach this young man!" "The exercises I practice are too extreme, so I can only I practice alone, and if this young man follows me, I am afraid his future will be cut off." These elders simply used any excuse to reject Wei Zong.
In the end, it was strange that every one of the thirteen elders of the Qiantian Sword Sect was willing to accept the Wei Sect.
At this time, Fan Xiaoyun's face completely turned ugly. Not only her, but also Wei Zong's face turned ugly. It's true that Wei Zong wanted to find a backer, but he didn't necessarily need him. Qiantian Sword Sect.
Since the Qiantian Sword Sect can't tolerate him, the worst thing is to find another family. With his talent in swordsmanship, he really doesn't believe that no sect will accept him? Why do you need to be so affectionate in front of the Qiantian Sword Sect? Are they cold ass?
Just when Wei Zong's displeasure reached the extreme, a lazy voice suddenly sounded.
"I'm telling you, aren't you just accepting a little kid as your apprentice? Are you so reluctant?"
Hearing this voice, everyone frowned. They looked in the direction from which the voice came. They saw an old man in tatters and a bit slovenly lying on a cloud, floating slowly in the direction of everyone. Came over.
Seeing everyone looking at him at this time, the old man immediately turned over on the clouds and rolled his eyes at everyone: "What are you looking at? I am also one of the elders after all. You are all here, so naturally I I want to come and join in the fun."
After saying that, the old man turned his attention to Wei Zong again.
"Hey, young man, since they are not willing to accept you, how about you come to my door?"
Wei Zong glanced at the old man and didn't know what he saw. There was some expression of interest in his eyes, so Wei Zong took a step forward, bowed slightly and said, "I'm extremely happy!"
"Okay, okay!" The old man laughed loudly: "From today on, you are my apprentice!"
Wei Zong also knew very well what he should do at this time. He walked quickly to the old man and bowed deeply: "This disciple has met the master!"
Seeing this scene, the elders all showed relaxed expressions. Although they usually looked down on the old man, at this time, the old man stepped forward and saved them. Otherwise, if it goes on like this, no one will stop it. If that young man is killed, things will be very difficult to handle.
At this time, Fan Xiaojun's expression also softened. Although...it was this person who accepted Wei Zong...but no matter what, this old man was also a genuine elder. Since Wei Zong was willing to be his disciple, she could not break her promise. .
So, she also gave a slight salute to the old man and said: "Senior Brother Zhao, Wei Zong is entrusted to you!"
"Easy to say, easy to say!"
Zhao Chunfeng helped Wei Zong up and patted his shoulder, appearing extremely satisfied.
"Since Elder Zhao has accepted this young man, this matter is over here. Everyone, please disperse!" Ba Ziming said lightly. Then, he looked at Fan Xiaoyun and said softly: "Junior sister, let's go, this time I may have to aggrieve you temporarily!"
There are only two chapters today. Today is a small year and I have a lot of things at home, so I haven’t finished writing two chapters until now. Please forgive me.