Chapter 81 I will let the master only look at me (11)
Ginger soup is usually like a medicine jar. It is immune to all poisons, but it cannot drink much wine.
He had played well with his junior sister since he was a child, and he knew that she liked her senior brother, so he didn't care about it, but now she was really unwilling to ignore her senior brothers like this.
He hugged the wine bottle and replied drunkenly:
"Yes, senior brother, my junior sister looks like an immortal now. She is always cold when she passes by me. She usually treats her disciples with a smile."
Seeing that the atmosphere was going even more wrong, the leader hurriedly laughed and tried to mediate, "That's for you, junior brother."
The ginger soup was overpowering with alcohol, so she burped and continued to add, "Oh, she doesn't come out of Luoyue Palace very often."
"Really?" Qing Yan's expression was still gentle, showing no emotion or sorrow.
"Yeah." Jiang Tang nodded, and the little kid's face suddenly flashed through his mind. He frowned and shook his head, "Her apprentice is good-looking but not very useful. He always sticks to his junior sister all day long."
There is disgust between the lines of "ginger soup".
The leader's mouth twitched, he picked up the barbecue and blocked his junior brother's mouth, pinched his wrist and sent a message.
Stop talking nonsense!
Jiang Tang was dizzy and pushed the man in front of him away unhappily, "I'm not talking nonsense, senior brother, think about it, how many times have you seen junior sister in the past ten years or so since she came out of seclusion? I guess you're with her now too."
The apprentice is here."
After saying that, he let out a long sigh, as if he wanted to vent all his resentment over the years.
"Oh, how can senior fellow apprentices compare to a young and beautiful young apprentice?"
The leader wanted to cry but had no tears. He was too tired to cover up and started drinking together.
The people in the palace were no longer bound by their identities for a while, and they all started talking nonsense.
"...I would like to meet this apprentice if I have the chance."
Qing Yan smiled faintly and looked outside, as if trying to find that familiar figure through the layers of clouds and mist, but unfortunately he couldn't see it.
Zhu Yu and the little devil walked around the mortal world, bought a lot of snacks, and returned home with a full load.
Walking on the street, enjoying the breeze and smelling the aroma of wine in the air, both of them felt comfortable.
It's just that Xie Weiran's appearance is too outstanding, attracting many young women to watch, and Zhu Yu standing next to him feels a little unnatural.
She looked up along her line of sight. She saw a handsome young man with a tall and slender figure. His peach blossom eyes were slightly raised. He showed an indifferent expression as he looked around. He seemed to be walking casually, but he exuded an awe-inspiring look.
the breath.
I heard that among the demon clan, those with high positions and powerful positions are mostly distinguished by their appearance. Zhu Yu guessed that they use their appearance to confuse others and defeat them without fighting.
With such an appearance, the little devil will surely enchant the witches in the devil's land in the future.
"He looks so good!"
"Yes, yes, I don't know if we said we kissed or not."
"Oh, when you said that, I suddenly realized that his eyes are so beautiful and I want to marry him!"
"..."
When the young man heard the sounds around him getting louder and louder, he frowned. He slowly turned his eyes to look at everyone, with unquestionable majesty and warning in his eyes, which made everyone shut up in fear.
The young man withdrew his gaze, smiled and left side by side with Zhu Yu, leaving behind a bunch of stunned people.
"It's really good." Zhu Yu couldn't help but admire it.
When Xie Weiran heard this, he stopped and turned around, giving her a bright smile.
"What is Master talking about?"
"There's a candied haws seller in front of you, do you want to eat it?" Zhu Yu changed the subject at the right time.
"I want to eat what Master bought." Xie Weiran replied without hesitation.
It's amazing. Everything the Master buys is delicious, but the food he buys himself doesn't taste like that.
Zhu Yu smiled and walked to the stall selling candied haws on a stick, bought two bunches as usual and handed them to Xie Weiran.
The bright moon is in the sky, and the shadows of bamboo are shining.
The two masters and apprentices were tired of shopping and Yujian returned to Qingxuan Sect. Today's Immortal Sect seems to be different from usual. Every time they meet two or three disciples, they can hear the name of Qingyan Immortal Lord.
The young man paused for a moment, a complicated look flashed across his eyes, and he stared at the back of the woman in white in trance.
Returning to Luoyue Palace, Zhu Yu told him before entering: "There is no need to practice sword practice recently until the hand injury recovers."
"Okay, Master." The young man responded obediently.
Seeing him like this, Zhu Yu felt relieved and turned around to enter the house.
The young man watched her disappear into the courtyard with a deep look, then turned around and headed towards the back mountain.
…
Zhu Yu stayed in the bamboo forest for two days when a disciple came to report that it was a general election for the disciples, and the immortal elders were all present.
She lay on the wicker chair, closed her eyes and meditated.
You don't need to guess to know that this must have been specially arranged by the head brother. Firstly, he wanted her to bring more disciples, and secondly, he wanted to meet the little devil.
Zhu Yu secretly thought that she was worried that she would not be able to find a chance for her good apprentice to show off, and now he had come to her door.
The disciple election will be held in three days.
Not surprisingly, more people see Xie Weiran's appearance than his current abilities.
After not seeing each other for many years, he actually... actually looked more like the Immortal Lord Qingyan who had just left Guan.
The female disciples rubbed their eyes one after another, telling themselves that this must be an illusion.
The young man is in a high position with the Immortal Master Qianyi. He wears the same white robe as the Immortal Master. His black hair is tied high, his face is exquisite, and his facial features are as sharp as a knife or an axe. He is so handsome that the female disciples are a little suffocated.
It's just that the young man's eyes never paid attention to others, but always fell on his master. There was always a curve in the corner of his mouth, which seemed easy-going, but was difficult to approach.
Everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to Qingyan Immortal Lord, who was not far away. He also had a gentle look. When he met the eyes of the female disciples in the audience, he nodded slightly.
Although Qingyan Immortal is the leader of the Immortals, he treats his disciples in an amiable manner and never puts on the airs of an Immortal, which makes people have a good impression of him. Moreover, he has an easy-going personality and treats his disciples very well. Such an Immortal is simply difficult to find.
Let people find flaws.
From this point of view, Qingyan Immortal Lord is still slightly better.
Zhu Yu didn't know that the disciples in the audience were so rich in psychological activities, but when he caught Qing Yan's gaze, he smiled and nodded.
Although Xiaoba gave him very little information, he could still guess a few things based on the criteria used by the headmaster to select children for her.
There may be some emotional entanglement between the original owner and her senior brother.
She'd better keep her distance.
The disciple election is for the sect to recruit new disciples. Those who can stand in the audience today are all high-quality disciples who have passed preliminary screening. As for which sect they want to join, it depends on the wishes of the elders.
Zhu Yu is lazy to begin with, it is enough for her to have the little devil, and it is impossible to recruit anyone else.
While the disciples were surrounding Qingyan Immortal Lord, Zhu Yu turned his head and glanced at the young man behind him.
Xie Weiran came over and listened.
Zhu Yu whispered: "Master doesn't want to accept new disciples, so you can stop them all."
Just as he was saying this, it was already the turn of Qianyi Xianzun's disciples to come in.
Xie Weiran chuckled at the corners of his lips and responded obediently: "Okay."
Then everyone was lucky enough to witness the famous scene of one person picking thirty disciples in a row.
The young man on the stage had a cold expression. Although he was holding the same wooden sword as the new disciple, his swordsmanship was so unpredictable that it made people confused.
After lighting the incense, Zhu Yu had only a few disciples left.
"Is this really the child with mediocre qualifications..."
"Let's find someone else."
There were whispers and discussions from the audience.
While everyone was amazed, Zhu Yu suddenly realized something was wrong.