"Okay, from today on, you will be my only disciple, Jiang Lan."
Jiang Lan laughed, looking pleased and happy.
"Get up."
Jiang Lan raised his hand, and a force lifted Chen Ling up.
"Thank you, Master."
Chen Ling's face couldn't help but be excited.
Not only did he join the inner sect, but he also gained a powerful master, which was like pie in the sky.
You must know that within the Banshan Sect, the elders and senior sect members rarely accept disciples.
Currently, among the inner disciples, there are only a few who have been accepted as disciples by the higher-ups.
"Boy, this is the first time in so many years that I have seen Lao Jiang be so eye-catching and take the initiative to recruit disciples. You will be very lucky in the future." Butler Huang said with a smile.
"It is a disciple's honor to be loved by Master. I will never let Master down." Chen Ling said respectfully.
"Look at this kid."
Butler Huang and Jiang Lan looked at each other and laughed.
I didn't expect that Deacon Huang and Master have such a good relationship.
Looking at the two of them, it was obvious that they were close friends, which surprised Chen Ling.
With this relationship, the benefits he can gain in the sect in the future are self-evident.
Even if he made a small mistake, for Jiang Lan's sake, Butler Huang would not make a big move.
"Okay, Old Huang, why don't you come up with your apprenticeship ceremony?" Jiang Lan glared at Deacon Huang and said dissatisfied.
"well."
Butler Huang shook his head and sighed.
Apprenticeship ceremony...
Chen Ling's heart moved and his eyes brightened slightly.
"This old guy has been tormenting me here for a long time. He took away all my treasures and gave them to you." Butler Huang smiled helplessly, took out a book and threw it at Chen Ling.
"A book of low-level martial arts of Xuan level. As your master's best friend, I can't handle ordinary things."
"Xuan level low level martial arts."
Chen Ling's pupils shrank and he quickly caught the martial arts skill. He lowered his head and saw three simple characters printed on it: Fengshen Legs.
Fengshen legs, wind...
"Master, this..." Chen Ling looked up at Jiang Lan and hesitated.
Jiang Lan chuckled and said: "Since it is a apprenticeship ceremony, just accept it with peace of mind. These Fengshen legs are also very suitable for you."
"Disciple, thank you Master."
Chen Ling felt a warmth in his heart, and he bowed down and said gratefully.
Wind, he has a trace of Qingluan blood in his blood, which is related to wind.
Jiang Lan obviously noticed this during his battle, so he asked for this martial skill from Butler Huang.
If this is the case for a teacher, who else?
Jiang Lan looked at Chen Ling, a look of satisfaction flashed across his face.
This disciple was very appealing to him, and his talent seemed to be ridiculously excessive.
I'm afraid it will surprise the sect in the future.
Thinking of this, Jiang Lan smiled faintly, glanced at Butler Huang and said, "Old Huang, please go aside first, and I will say a few words to Chen Ling."
"This is my territory...you let me go?"
Butler Huang glared and gritted his teeth.
"Would you like to have a spar?" Jiang Lan said with a joking smile.
"Oh shit."
Deacon Huang's face twitched, he cursed secretly, stood up and left quickly.
Chen Ling touched his nose in embarrassment. It seemed that Butler Huang was not his master's opponent yet.
Soon there were only two people left in the hall.
"Chen Ling, as a teacher, I have a relatively laid-back temperament. Although I accept you as my disciple, you still have to rely on yourself to cultivate. Do you understand?" Jiang Lan stared at Chen Ling with a solemn expression.
Chen Ling felt solemn in his heart and said in a deep voice: "To practice martial arts, the master leads you in. The practice is personal, and the disciples understand."
"As long as you understand, then you can practice hard in the inner sect. If you don't understand anything, just come to me. Of course, as a disciple of me, you don't need to be afraid in the sect. No matter whether it is right or wrong, who wants to
You have to pass the test of becoming a teacher first."
"But don't do what happened last time again."
Jiang Lan glanced at Chen Ling with a hint of meaning.
Chen Ling smiled bitterly and nodded repeatedly.
That matter is probably full of loopholes in front of a truly experienced warrior, who can see through it at a glance.
"New inner sect disciples will have tasks assigned to them in one month. This month, they should cultivate honestly and restrain themselves." Jiang Lan said earnestly.
"Yes, Master."
Jiang Lan didn't say anything, but he also planned to restrain himself.
This time he entered the inner gate in a very high-profile manner, and also offended Gu Bo and Pang Le. Although he was not afraid, if they got into a fight, it would cause a lot of trouble.
"Okay, go back. If you encounter problems in cultivation, just come to me at the Law Enforcement Hall. By the way, don't publicize that you are my disciple for the time being." Jiang Lan waved his hand and said with a smile.
"Disciple understands."
Chen Ling nodded, bowed immediately and quickly retreated.
After Chen Ling left, Butler Huang walked into the hall from one side, glanced at Jiang Lan and said, "You think so highly of this kid?"
Jiang Lan glanced at Butler Huang sarcastically: "I knew you had no vision."
"Have you seen through this boy's cultivation?"
Manager Huang frowned and said: "To be honest, this is really puzzling to me. I tried my best, but I can only feel that this person's cultivation should be at the beginning level of blood elixir, but I can't see clearly."
"That's right. There are martial arts and martial arts that hide one's cultivation level, but it only goes beyond a big realm. It cannot be reached at the level of the Chen family. The best explanation is that this son has extraordinary blood."
"Everyone said that this kid couldn't awaken his bloodline, but in the end he soared into the sky, gained the first level of blood elixir, and directly defeated Pang Le. I was shocked at the time."
"So, you've got a big deal, and anyone who wants you as a teacher will fall into a trap. Will you teach your disciples?" Deacon Huang stared at Jiang Lan with disdain.
Jiang Lan chuckled and said, "Master, lead me in. Cultivation is personal."
Butler Huang rolled his eyes speechlessly.
…
Beixuan City, Qijia.
Qi Jun was sent back to Qi's home by Banshan Sect.
The miserable appearance of the Qi army made the Qi family furious.
But what shocked the Qi family even more was Chen Ling.
"Master, the second young master's injury is very serious."
An old man walked out of the room, looked at Qi Linqing, the head of the Qi family, and sighed.
"How serious is it?" Qi Linqing's face was gloomy and scary, and his voice was rocking.
The old man hesitated for a moment and said: "Second Young Master, the concentration of Second Young Master's blood has dropped by almost half. Even if it recovers, it may be difficult to break through to the blood elixir realm. Even if there is a panacea, he will remain at the blood elixir level for the rest of his life."
Bang!
Qi Linqing slapped the stone pillar beside him with an angry palm, leaving a deep palm print on the stone pillar.
The old man was so frightened that he trembled all over and dared not speak.
"Chen Ling, I didn't expect the Chen family to hide so deeply. It's great to defeat the top ten in the Banshan Sect."
Qi Linqing's eyes were on fire, he was gnashing his teeth, and his voice was chilling to the bone.
Anyone can feel the terrible anger of this family master.
"How long until Zhan'er comes back?"
Qi Lin said coldly.
A guard behind him came forward and said: "Master, the young master will be back in about a month."
"One month? Let Chen Ling live for one more month."
Qi Linqing's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he said sternly: "During this period, I will keep a close eye on the Chen family."
"Yes, Master."
Qi Linqing flicked his sleeves, opened the door and walked into the room. (To be continued)