Ye Wuque's choice was the Xuan Vein among the nine meridians!
As for the reason?
Naturally, it’s because Fang Qingyang comes from Xuanmai!
This is the truth Ye Wuque got from the stone wall.
And he entered the ancient alliance just to track down all the clues of Fang Qingyang, so no matter how fancy the other seven channels said, Ye Wuque would not care about it and had already made a plan.
The seven stunned disciples and deacons all thought there was something wrong with their ears, and they all stared blankly at Ye Wuque, who was still holding his fists and saluting.
Sister An was stunned.
Especially An Qingqian, whose fox-like face was filled with a kind of astonishment, and her red lips were slightly open, exuding an extremely seductive color.
An Shuying's beautiful eyes twinkled as she stared at Ye Wuque, as if she wanted to see through this mysterious newcomer Ye Wuque.
Zhang Qinghe, who was slumped on the futon, seemed to have fallen asleep drunk. He could no longer hold the wine jar in his hand, as if he had not heard Ye Wuque's words at all.
Suddenly, the seven disciples and deacons who were already dumbfounded became even more uncomfortable!
"Wu Que! How can you choose Xuanmai?"
"Don't think about it again?"
"Wu Que, as long as you come to our Yumai, we will definitely satisfy you!"
"It's perfect..."
The seven disciples and deacons could no longer hold it in, and each one wanted to cry, hoping to make a last-ditch effort.
However, Ye Wuque turned around slightly, cupped his fists and saluted the seven disciples, deacons, and said calmly: "Thank you very much, deacons, for your kindness, but my mind has been made up, and I ask all deacons to make it happen."
As soon as these words came out, the seven disciples and deacons suddenly froze!
Ye Wuque had already said this, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't force him. He couldn't force him. That would be too unkind.
Suddenly, all the deacons sighed and looked at Zhang Qinghe who was lying on the ground. The envy, jealousy and hatred in their eyes were undisguised!
"This drunkard has really found a treasure!"
"Tell me, how can I explain this?"
"That's right! This Ye Wuque has peerless qualifications, which are comparable to the talents of five spirit sons!!"
Just then...
"Junior brother Ye, can you tell me why you chose Xuanmai?"
An Shuying suddenly spoke with a clear and elegant voice.
And this question once again attracted the attention of the other disciples and deacons, and they all looked at Ye Wuque.
yes!
Why choose Xuanmai?
Among the nine meridians of the ancient alliance, the Xuan Vein is only in the middle, neither up nor down, not the head, and this Qinghe looks like this, without any sincerity. What is Ye Wuque's reason for choosing the Xuan Vein?
"There is no particular reason. If I have to say it, firstly, I personally like the word 'Xuan', and secondly, Deacon Zhang gave me a sense of inscrutability and made me yearn for Xuanmai.
"
"Besides, I believe that no matter which lineage I am in, it doesn't make much difference to me."
Ye Wuque said lightly and sincerely, especially the last sentence, with just the right amount of domineering and confidence.
Damn it!
Inscrutable?
Zhang Qinghe?
That's it?
Just like this?
The seven disciples and deacons suddenly looked confused again. They all subconsciously looked at Zhang Qinghe who was paralyzed on the ground, and felt a sense of discomfort and aggrieved in their hearts.
Can this be called unpredictable?
It’s so unreasonable!
The An sisters didn't speak either, but their expressions were almost the same. Only An Shuying was still staring at Ye Wuque, seeming to doubt Ye Wuque's reason.
"New disciple Ye Wuque, please join Xuanmai!"
"Deacon Zhang, please make it happen!"
In the disciple cave, Ye Wuque's polite voice sounded for the second time.
result......
"Huhuhuhu..."
There was a slight snore on the futon, and Zhang Qinghe seemed to have fallen asleep.
Ye Wuque still stood politely and bowed, with no trace of impatience on his face. He chose to wait patiently, as if he was willing to wait slowly for Zhang Qinghe to wake up.
This scene immediately made the other seven disciples and deacons blow their beards and stare with anger, and they almost cursed in their hearts!
What a drunkard you are!
The talent and beauty we so desperately sought went to your Xuanmai, but here you are, drunk and sleeping soundly. You don’t even know how to take the pie falling from the sky and smashing it in your face!
That's too much!
It’s too much!
This is not treating us seven old guys as human beings!
Tap tap tap!
Fatty Li took one step and ran to Zhang Qinghe's side with a look of constipation on his face. Then he raised his foot and kicked Zhang Qinghe directly on the back with a bang.
"Get up!"
"You drunkard! If you keep drinking like this, sooner or later you will drink yourself to death!"
"Get up quickly!"
After three kicks in a row, Fatty Li stopped his hand with a look of hatred on his face, while the other six disciples and deacons also looked at him with indignation, wishing they could see through Zhang Qinghe.
"Huh? Who called me? Invite me...to drink?"
Zhang Qinghe seemed to be reminded by Fatty Li's Sanjiao. He opened his muddy and confused eyes and muttered to himself. This look immediately made the other seven deacons very angry.
"New disciple Ye Wuque, please join Xuanmai!"
"Deacon Zhang, please make it happen!"
Ye Wuque on the side said these two sentences for the third time.
Zhang Qinghe seemed to be still a little confused. After blinking his eyes and regaining some clarity, he subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Ye Wuque who was standing aside.
"ah?"
Then he stumbled up and stood up, smelling of alcohol. He subconsciously took a sip of wine and then looked at Ye Wuque in confusion and said, "You, you want to join Xuanmai?"
It seemed that Zhang Qinghe was also very shocked by Ye Wuque's choice.
"That's right."
Ye Wuque expressed his stance again.
"Are you sure?"
Zhang Qinghe paused and asked again, as if he thought he was hearing hallucinations.
"Deacon Zhang, please make it happen."
"Then...okay! Hiccup..."
After a wine burp, Zhang Qinghe seemed to be sober again. He was just minding his own business, holding the wine jar. Under the envious and jealous eyes of the disciples and deacons, he pointed at the stone wall at the end of the hall and said to Ye Wuque.
: "Just leave your name on the stone wall, just in the column of the mysterious veins."
"As commanded."
Ye Wuque's body flashed and he immediately appeared on the stone wall. In the blank space at the bottom of the mysterious veins, the words "Ye Wuque" were left.
"Then follow me... hiccup... let's go... to Xuanmai..."
Seeing that Ye Wuque had left his name, Zhang Qinghe carried the wine jar and walked towards the disciples' cave, shaking every step, as if he would fall down at any time.
Ye Wuque followed immediately, and the other seven disciples and deacons just watched Ye Wuque follow Zhang Qinghe and disappear outside the disciple cave. They all looked at each other and sighed sadly.
However, An Qingqian's beautiful eyes turned, but her figure flashed, and she followed immediately, and An Shuying did not stop.
Outside the disciple's cave, Mu Daoqi and the others waited for a long time. When they saw Ye Wuque coming out again, they immediately followed him happily.
"Senior Spirit of Luck seems to have left..."
Ye Wuque looked at Dai Lingfeng from a distance, but did not see the spirit of luck, so he had some guesses in his mind.
Soon, a group of five people followed Zhang Qinghe down Dailing Peak and headed towards the direction of Xuanmai.
Along the way, many Nine Meridians disciples passed by. After seeing Ye Wuque, all of them had a look of awe and wonder in their eyes. However, most of them were shocked when they saw Zhang Qinghe, who was walking at least unsteadily.
"Is this the Disciple Cave selection?"
"Is it possible that Ye Wuque chose Xuanmai?"
"Incredible!"
...
In an instant, the news spread quickly.
But at this moment...
"Junior brother Ye! Don't leave!"
As the fragrant wind blew towards her face, An Qingqian rushed over like an elf and stopped in front of Ye Wuque. She stared at Ye Wuque without blinking.
Countless Nine Meridians disciples from all directions were suddenly shocked, and they all stared at Ye Wuque!!
"Fuck, fuck!! This is... An Qingqian? The fairy An Qingqian of Xingmai?"
"Xingmai also came to Disciple Cave to snatch Ye Wuque?"
"Ye Wuque is the Great Soul Saint of Annihilation!!"
"Oh my God! That's my goddess! The girl of my dreams!"
"Is it your turn? The toad wants to eat swan meat! Not to mention that Senior Brother Chengtian Ducheng has already fallen in love with An Qingqian at first sight. It is said that even Senior Brother Wan Yang Haowan has spent some time with An Qingqian!"
"I also know about this. It is said that An Qingqian helped him unintentionally when Senior Brother Wan had not soared into the sky. As a result, Senior Brother Wan always remembered it. Later, Senior Brother Wan took off on a dragon and became the Nine Meridians of our ancient alliance.
One of the 'quasi-spiritual children', this incident has always been a legend!"
"But An Qingqian has an eccentric personality and is as difficult to figure out as a fairy. No one knows what she is thinking!"
...
Looking at An Qingqian standing in front of him, Ye Wuque frowned slightly, but before he could speak, An Qingqian's tearful voice sounded first!!
"Junior Brother Ye!!"
"You, you obviously bullied someone, but you want to walk away like this? You, you heartless man! You are so evil!!"
boom!!
The moment An Qingqian said these two words, the countless Nine Meridians disciples who were watching the excitement in all directions felt as if they were struck by lightning, their hearts roared, and their eyes suddenly widened!!