Master, she devotes herself to practicing magic

Chapter 80 0079: Entry Test

The young man opened his mouth when he saw people, as if there was a sense of arrogance that the snowflakes will not float, I will not fall, and Qingdao will not fall, I will not fall, and in order to hurry up, he could only stop him loudly.

"Brother, apprentice."

Being called back to his senses by this fluttering senior brother, Yu Jing's heart collapsed softly, and he raised his face and smiled even more worthlessly.

"Come on, I'll take you to meet the Great Elder."

They are Xiaozong, and the Great Elder is directly in charge of the entire sect, which can be regarded as the head of the sect in a sense.

Seeing the people in a hurry, the young man became more and more worried about his future.

He had already expected in his heart that when the good reputation he could bring to him reached the maximum, his father would definitely abandon him without mercy, and he must have made arrangements long ago to prevent him from coming back.

Cultivating immortals is undoubtedly the best step away from the imperial court. The royal family admires immortal masters but fears immortal sects.

The disciples of the royal family seldom cultivate immortals, because it is an unspoken rule in the royal family that those who cultivate immortals will not enter the imperial dynasty, and cultivating immortals means giving up glory and wealth.

"This is the main hall, which is temporarily used as an alchemy room."

Regardless of his thinking, Yu Jing had already brought him to the door, and there was no one on duty in front of the main hall, and there were no other disciples around.

"Xiaojing is here? Did anyone bring it back?"

As soon as he stretched out his hand to push the door, a mellow call sounded from inside.

The people next to him heard the three steps and made two steps and pushed the door directly to go in. Seeing this, the young man had no choice but to follow.

"Great Elder, only bring back one this time."

The look of the young man sticking to the old man's face begging for praise made the young man who came in after him unsteady and stunned.

Is the fairy gate so open now?

Do you want to run?Is it too late to run now?
Seeing that there was another one following behind, the old man directly pushed away the one hanging on his body, and even turned around and cursed.

"Someone you still embarrass me?"

After cursing, he turned his head and put on a smile, that was like a spring breeze.

"Oh, the young man is not bad, with delicate features. He is a genius in cultivation."

Seeing this thin old face twisted into a chrysanthemum, the boy immediately took half a step back.

Seeing the movement of the man taking half a step back, the old man was not angry but joyful and wrapped the man into his arms.

"Good boy, have a little temper."

The old man looked thin, but the boy twisted in his arms several times without breaking free.

"The bone age is 17 years old, a bit old, but the spirit veins are strong, it's not too late to practice now."

Just when the young man was about to give up struggling, the old man spoke slowly.

"Don't be afraid, the Great Elder is testing your aptitude."

Yu Jing popped up at the right time and explained with a smile.

The boy looked at his imprisoned waist and the wrinkled hands on his waist.

No matter how you look at it, you feel that you have been molested.

Seeing the surging emotion in the young man's eyes, Yu Jing turned his head away, feeling a little guilty for some reason.

"Body bones are a bit weak, I'll send some pills over tomorrow, just make up for it."

With a big wave of his hand, the boy's slender waist fell from his arms, and the monk stretched out his hand to catch it.

"There will be some weakness in the legs after the work, but these are normal."

Seeing that the boy still wanted to break free, the monk hurriedly held down his legs.

The soreness in his legs made him frowned, but the sound in his ears made him blush even more.

Why is it so strange for him to say this! ?

"I want to go back to my room and rest."

The young man was a little annoyed and his tone was a bit unfriendly.

"Okay, I'll take you there."

The monk's smiling face was as bright as a rotten persimmon.

Not seeing.

The Great Elder looked at the smiling and flattering disciple, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt ashamed, how could he want to drive him out of the teacher's school like this, it's embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)