Little junior sister, she cried in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 27
He looked at the elder on the high platform with burning eyes, and saw that the elder's hand gently gathered into three words, and Lu Qingye's name also appeared in the void for everyone to see.

Lu Qingye couldn't help but straighten his back.

The joy in her heart at this moment gave her an urge to share with them.

She immediately thought of Mr. Lu.

At this moment, there was a rare absence of sadness in her heart. She thought that if her grandfather could see her performance today, he would be as happy as she is.

After the competition of Qi training monks is over, it will be the foundation building monks, and finally the Jindan monks.

But before that, everyone understood that there was one more important thing to do.

The disciples who performed well couldn't help looking at the high platform expectantly.

In the big competitions in previous years, there were elder peak masters who accepted apprentices.

This is also the part they are most looking forward to.

Lu Qingye couldn't help but look at those powerful men at the top.

In fact, she had also heard some rumors about herself, which naturally included the matter of accepting apprentices.

She had also imagined that she would be able to become a disciple of a powerful master in the future.

I can receive his protection and guidance, and I will no longer be bullied at will.

But in the three years of practice, she has learned many things, one of which is self-improvement.

It is good to have a good master, but more importantly, you need to become strong yourself.

But I understand that I understand, but I still look forward to it in my heart.

Seeing that this link has finally come, Song Qingwu immediately dodges.

It's just that she is fast, but someone is faster than her.

Seeing the voice in front of him, Song Qingwu was a little stunned.

Her nine-confucian senior brother, who had always been rigid and polite, actually rushed out like that?

What about his rules and procedures?
Jiuru's old face was also a little red rarely.

He did not look back at the faces of his fellow apprentices. Sometimes he had to admit that Song Qingwu and Fu Yichen's adaptability made sense.

Lu Qingye performed very well, he was not blind, he did not see their burning eyes.

These days, good disciples have to fight for themselves.

Master Liu Qing almost laughed out loud, but in the end he held back.

He believed that as long as he smiled like this, Senior Brother Jiuru would lose face, and he would definitely have to talk to him later.

Senior Brother Jiuru is considered the oldest senior brother of their generation, and they are usually more courteous.

It’s just that sometimes I just can’t stand his rigid character and preaching.

Cheng Yuyuan stood at the forefront, and he thought he performed very well in this competition.

As the No.3 qi training disciple, and with the Cheng family as the backing.

He believed that he could win the favor of some elder peak masters, so he could become a teacher.

However, his eyes were not on those Jindan elders and the unreputable elders and peak masters.

His target is very clear, Jiuru Zhenjun, the master of Lingyang Peak, one of the five main peaks.

This is a veteran true monarch who is quite prestigious no matter whether it is Shangyaozong or the current Qingxuan Xiuxian world.

This is also the Cheng family's goal.

The Nine Confucian Masters' attainments in spiritual cultivation are among the best in the entire world of immortality.

The background of its Lingyang Peak is even stronger.

Therefore, when Cheng Yuyuan saw the figure of True Lord Nine Confucians, he was excited.

There are not a few disciples like him.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at Zhenjun Jiuru.

However, when Cheng Yuyuan saw the Nine Confucian Masters passing by him, his expression suddenly changed.

"Nine Confucian True Lords..."

He subconsciously spoke.

And Zhenjun Jiuru subconsciously stopped and looked back at him.

Cheng Yuyuan's eyes were full of hope, he longed to be accepted by Zhenjun Jiuru as his chief disciple.

Jiuru knew Cheng Yuyuan, a young genius of the Cheng family. In fact, many elders of Shangyao Sect knew him.

He also took it as one of the objects of observation before, but unfortunately, Lu Qingye moved him even more.

No longer looking at Cheng Yuyuan, Jiu Ru turned around again, Cheng Yuyuan's face turned pale little by little.

He knew what this meant, and the hands under his sleeves couldn't help but clenched a little bit.

Mingming also received news before saying that Zhenjun Jiuru was also very optimistic about him...

Jiuru walked towards Lu Qingye full of excitement, but it was a delay just now, but Fu Yichen took the lead.

"Lu Qingye, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"

Hearing the questioning, Lu Qingye looked subconsciously and saw a tall male cultivator standing in front of him.

The male cultivator was wearing the magic robe that only the Zongmen Yuanying Zhenjun had, with a huge sword on his back and a wine gourd in his arms.

With a handsome face, a slender figure, and an extraordinary temperament, he is arrogant and unruly with a bit of chic.The whole body is intimidating, and I dare not look at it.

Lu Qingye had seen this person from the sect's elder picture book, the genius Yuan Ying elder of Xiaoyao Peak, one of the five main peaks, was also the direct junior and younger brother of the head of the sect, Zhenjun Lefeng, Fu Yichen Zhenjun.

Lu Qingye's heart couldn't help beating wildly, and his breathing became short of breath.

Of course, she was moved by such a master.

Just when he was about to speak, Zhenjun Jiuru had rushed over.

"Wait!"

Jiuru's face was a little distorted, looking at Fu Yichen who looked like a human being, he almost broke his silver teeth.

It's this kid again!
He even doubted whether Fu Yichen did it on purpose.

But no matter whether Fu Yichen did it on purpose or not, Lu Qingye is definitely going to accept it!

Lu Qingye's thunder wood spiritual root is extremely talented, it is rare to meet a mutant spiritual root in the world of immortality, and the root value is excellent in purity, he himself is a thunder water spiritual root, in his opinion, Lu Qingye is simply a tailor-made apprentice for him.

Compared with Gu Qingchen's Fenglinggen, it suits him better.

Gu Qingchen, who came with Fu Yichen, couldn't help but look away.

Fu Yichen looked at Jiuru who was a little angry, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Senior Brother Jiuru."

If Jiuru hadn't been concerned that there would be many disciples watching, he would have told Fu Yichen not to call him senior brother.

But he was still angry, but he had not lost his mind over it.

Jiu Ru turned to look at Lu Qingye.

"Lu Qingye, I have observed you for a long time, and found that you have extraordinary aptitude, excellent comprehension, and good nature. Moreover, you are the root of thunder wood, which is very suitable for my Lingyang Peak's main cultivation method. If you enter my Lingyang Peak, you will become My chief disciple, I will do my best to teach you. Your aptitude is very suitable for spiritual cultivation. If you enter my Lingyang Peak, you will be able to display your outstanding talent potential. Are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Jiu Ru was a little nervous.

He has been looking for an apprentice for many years, but he has never found one suitable to inherit the mantle. Now that he has finally met one, he doesn't want to miss it again.

Song Qingwu, who came late, also spoke hastily.

"Wait a moment!"

Jiu Ru's anger was visible to Fu Yichen and Song Qingwu.

Song Qingwu had an apologetic smile on his face.

"Senior Brother Jiuru, I'm sorry, this little girl, I also like it very much. Cough cough, that Lu Qingye, I am the master of Yijian Peak, would you like to worship me as your teacher?"

(End of this chapter)