Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

Just when Palace Master Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Chu He, Shen Zheng and Lang Xuchen came over.

"Demon Emperor." The three of them raised their hands and put their hands on their hearts to say hello to Feng Canglin, and then said hello to Song Luo on the side.

Feng Canglin waved his hand, and a majestic voice sounded, "Have you found it?"

Chu He and Lang Xuchen gave Shen Zheng the things they found.

Shen Zheng took two steps forward and handed the jade slip up with both hands.

When Song Yizhi saw this, he knew something was wrong.

Feng Canglin was not in a hurry to look at the jade slips, his eyes fell on the three of them.

Shen Zheng took a few steps back and stood quietly.

"The actions of those people are not secretive, so they were found out through a simple investigation." Lang Xuchen responded, then raised his hand to wipe his neck, "Do you need me to deal with those people who don't know whether to live or die?"

Dare to bully their little princess!

It’s simply courting death!

Song Yizhi raised his hand and nodded between his eyebrows.

Seeing this, the venerables on the high platform all breathed a sigh of relief.

What does this Demon King want to do? !

"This is the world of cultivating immortals after all." Feng Canlin preached. Just when those people felt a little relieved, he changed the topic and said, "Invite everyone out to talk."

Lang Xuchen responded.

"What if we can't reach an agreement?" Chu He asked knowingly.

"Tsk." Feng Canglin was a little impatient, "If we can't reach an agreement, just... give him a beating. If that doesn't work, just beat him a few more times. We can always reach an agreement."

He meant to kill the person if they couldn't reach an agreement, but this would seem like their demon world was too cruel, so it was better to be more tactful.

Chu He responded and immediately said, "I'll do it right now."

Feng Canglin waved his hand.

After the three people left, the high platform was quiet.

"If there are not enough manpower, the demon cultivators who came with me this time can help." Shen Siguan turned his head to look at Feng Canglin, and Wen Feng's warm voice sounded.

?

No, this Demon Lord, why are you here to join in the fun?

Don’t you think it’s messy enough?

Feng Canglin nodded and accepted this sentiment.

Seeing Feng Canglin, whose words and actions were tactful but not completely tactful, Palace Master Han didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a moment.

What to say?

How about allowing a few more doctors to come to Yaowang Valley to ensure that they can make a lot of money.

Seeing that the high platform became quiet, Lan Ruoming took two steps forward and heard a clear voice, "Master Han."

Palace Master Han looked sideways, his eyes much gentler, "Have you thought about it?"

Compared with before, Palace Master Han was a little more calm and calm at this time. Maybe it was because he was used to being rejected, or maybe he knew that the result this time would be satisfactory.

Lan Ruoming nodded, then walked around to the front and bowed her hands to Palace Master Han, bowing deeply, "Junior Lan Ruoming, thanks to Palace Master Han, I don't despise this junior's stupid qualifications and stubbornness, so I can worship Palace Master Han as my teacher." I have been blessed three times in my life.”

Lan Ruoming, who comes from a noble family, is naturally good at talking.

This scene can be described as full of sincerity.

Looking at the humble and polite Lan Ruoming, Palace Master Han smiled helplessly.

I don’t know who rejected him over and over again.

"Okay." Palace Master Han waved his hand, used his spiritual power to help Lan Ruoming up, and handed her the personal disciple token that he had prepared for a long time.

Lan Ruoming took the token and recognized its owner with blood, and then hung the badge on her waist.

Palace Master Han took out the apprenticeship ceremony and handed it to Lan Ruoming, and said in a gentle and loving voice, "When the weapon refiner conference is successfully concluded, I will hold an apprenticeship banquet to inform the immortal world that you are my direct disciple."

Lan Ruoming raised her hand and saluted, "Yes, Master."

Palace Master Han responded, then raised his hand and waved, "Zhengde, take your senior sister to the resettlement."

"Yes, father." After Han Zhengde finished speaking, he took Lan Ruoming and left.

Chu Chen on the side naturally followed him with all his might. "Congratulations, father." Han Zhengchu congratulated with a smile.

Father's wish to take Lan Ruoming as his disciple has finally come true.

Palace Master Han waved his hand.

Several venerables on the side congratulated one after another, and the stiff atmosphere on the high platform relaxed a lot.

After sitting for a while, Song Yizhi said goodbye to Palace Master Han.

Looking at Song Yizhi who was a little tired, Palace Master Han watched her leave with a few words of concern.

After leaving the weapon refiner conference and returning to Zijing Mansion, Song Yizhi walked slowly on the road.

Zhao Zirong and Lan Minjun, who was holding their niece, followed behind.

"The scenery in Zijing Mansion is pretty good." Lan Minjun's gentle and elegant voice sounded.

Song Yizhi nodded, then raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned, "If it weren't for my poor spirits, I would definitely go shopping around."

Looking at Song Yizhi who was a little troubled, Lan Minjun looked over with concern, "If Miss Song really can't hold on anymore, I can take Miss Song back to rest."

"There is a pavilion as we walk forward. I can go there to rest." Song Yizhi clasped his hands and said as he walked, "We can't let the bright moon stay in the yard all the time. It's good to come out and look at the scenery."

Seeing this, Lan Minjun said no more.

Not long after the three people left, the pavilion appeared.

Song Yizhi walked to the pavilion and sat down.

Lan Minjun put Lan Yungui down, looked at the little baby who turned around and walked towards Song Yizhi, and laughed helplessly.

It seems that this child is closer to Song Yizhi.

Zhao Zirong, who was standing aside, suddenly became serious, and she walked to Song Yizhi in two or three steps.

Song Yizhi glanced at Zhao Zirong, and then picked up the little baby lying on his lap.

After a while, Bai Xi and Situ Mo appeared in the realization.

When he could see the two eldest ladies, Lan Minjun glanced sideways at Song Yizhi.

Obviously, these two people came here for Song Yizhi.

"Miss Song, I wonder if we can come in and have a rest?" Situ Mo's soft voice sounded.

Song Yizhi smiled slightly, and just when Situ Mo felt that Song Yizhi would not refuse, a gentle voice sounded, "No."

The smile on Situ Mo's face froze slightly, and then he smiled as if nothing had happened.

Bai Xi glanced at Situ Mo, not hiding his sarcasm at all.

"Miss Song, this is what father gave to Miss Song." Bai Xi raised her hand, and the maid behind her took a few steps forward.

Bai Xi raised her hand and saluted Song Yizhi, her attitude and courtesy were quite acceptable, "I hope Miss Song will recover soon."

Song Yizhi looked at the things in the tray with some interest. She raised her hand and said, "Come here and let me take a look."

Bai Xi led her maid past Situ Mo and walked into the pavilion.

When Situ Mo saw this, his eyes darkened.

The maid was a little nervous and frightened and walked up carrying the things.

Song Yizhi waved his hand and used his spiritual power to roll the tray onto the table and place it on it.

"Yes, it's a good thing." Song Yizhi leaned against the railing behind him and said lazily, "It's hard for the head of the Bai family to worry about it, so I just accepted it."

Seeing that Song Yizhi was willing to accept the things, Bai Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"That pearl is really good." Lan Minjun said, "The quality is very rare."

The Bai family is willing to do so.

But yes, in front of Akato Moon Silver Snake, this little thing is nothing.

Song Yizhi reached out and picked up the crystal clear box and looked at it, "It's not bad. If it is mounted on a hairpin, it will definitely look good."

Bai Xi couldn't help but glance at Song Yizhi.

Is it too extravagant to inlay the seventh-grade fairy-level white marrow abdominal beads on the hairpin? (End of chapter)