The strongest ruler of the heavens

Chapter 49 The Lazy Confucian Venerable

"you you are"

Seeing the familiar face so close at hand, Hua Qiangu was dumbfounded, and her little head, which was originally a little slow to react, got stuck in an instant.

"Changliu Shangxian Baizihua" For Hua Qiangu, Bai Zihua's cold face showed a gentle smile for the first time in front of everyone.

"It's not fair, Bai Zihua, you are the head of Changliu, why are you so casual about choosing an apprentice? Just because of acquaintance?" Ni Qianzhang couldn't sit still any longer, he stood up and yelled, "How can you act so unfairly?" Visible? What do you make other people think?"

Bai Zihua would not choose Ni Mantian, Ni Qianzhang had already felt low in his heart, after all, the two of them are not Ni Mantian, but Bai Zihua did not play his cards according to common sense and chose Hua Qiangu, the worst talent, this is impossible endured.

"How are you doing?" Bai Zihua put away his smile, and looked at Ni Qianzhang lightly, "It's up to me to choose who to be my disciple, do you want to make my decision?"

"Hmph!"

The angry expression on Ni Qianzhang's face froze, then he coldly tossed his sleeves and sat down.

If it wasn't for the fact that Bai Zihua's cultivation was too terrifying, Ni Qianzhang wouldn't mind discussing with him at all.

"Whoever has any objections, you can speak up!" Bai Zihua scanned the crowd, his indifferent eyes full of oppression.

The strength of Shangxian was vividly displayed by Bai Zihua, who directly forced many dissatisfied sect masters to bow their heads.

Including those disciples who are jealous.

After Bai Zihua's selection of disciples was over, Mo Yan and Sheng Xiaomo were next. Only after they finished their selection could it be the turn of the other elders in Changliu.

Mo Yan glanced at Hua Qiangu and sighed slightly, twisted a cypress branch and stuck it on Nimantian's head, as for burying the moon and tracing the wind, he could only have more desire than strength.

As for the deal between Mo Yan and Ni Qianzhang, Sheng Xiaomo can be said to be completely unaware, or it can be said that he doesn't want to care about it at all.

So no matter what agreement they reached, it has nothing to do with Sheng Xiaomo, coupled with his gentle and lazy temperament, Sheng Xiaomo can be said to choose disciples according to his heart.

After receiving the cypress branch from Luo Shiyi, Sheng Xiaomo got up from the chair and walked down.

Sheng Xiaomo didn't specifically go around Sufeng and Zanyue, instead, after walking around among the female disciples, the cypress branch in his hand flickered, as if hesitating.

When everyone thought that Sheng Xiaomo would also choose a female disciple like Bai Zihua and Mo Yan, Sheng Xiaomo's figure flickered and he inserted the cypress branch in his hand on the head of the funeral moon.

"I have seen Master."

After Sheng Xiaomo inserted the cypress branch on her head, Zan Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed to Sheng Xiaomo.

"No need to be like this, I'm a more casual person, less red tape." Sheng Xiaomo waved his hand, then slowly returned to his position and reclined while waving his folding fan, completely ignoring Mo Yan's annoyed gaze.

Sheng Xiaomo's personality is very appetizing for the moon, at least in the future he will not be restrained in doing some things, of course, don't expect too much about the practice, probably Sheng Xiaomo will only give a brief explanation and throw himself to Fall eleven.

After all, with Sheng Xiaomo's character, it is really difficult for him to teach his apprentice well.

The funeral moon returned to Sheng Xiaomo, so the fall of Sufeng naturally aroused disputes among the elders, and finally when the real fire was about to break out, Mo Yan asked Luo Shiyi to accept him, and the elders taught him .

With Mo Yan's arrangement, even if the elders refused to accept it, they had no choice but to admit it, and then began to select other disciples from the crowd.

As everyone paid homage to their masters, it meant that the ceremony of accepting apprentices was over, but most of them were unhappy, and because they were on the long-term site, they could only feel unhappy.

After sending away the members of the various sects, the hall became a little deserted.

Bai Zihua glanced lightly at the group of new disciples and said, "The apprenticeship is over, after you go back, light up the Three Lives Stone and start practicing."

"Yes"

Everyone bowed to Bai Zihua, and then left one after another with Luo Shiyi and the others.

The apprenticeship has ended, and there is no point in staying here any longer, not to mention that Bai Zihua's meaning is already very clear.

"Junior Brother, what you did today is really too horrifying, and it will make them even more eccentric." After all the disciples left, Mo Yan looked at the indifferent Bai Zihua and said in a deep voice.

Although the current world of cultivating immortals seems to be consistent with the outside world and extremely harmonious, Mo Yan knows that this is just an appearance.

Although many sects regard Changliu as their respect, this is only to borrow the majesty of Changliu.

If something happened to Bai Zihua one day, then the title of the No. [-] sect in the world of cultivating immortals would also decline, and they might also intervene.

In order to ensure Changliu's connection with the major sects, every time he recruits disciples, he also turns a blind eye to the disciples of those major sects.

However, today Bai Zihua chooses Hua Qiangu as his disciple and overwhelms all the sects, it is really unwise.

"So what about centrifugation? Do I, Bai Zihua, depend on their faces?" Bai Zihua said lightly, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing, completely ignoring those sects.

As the number one immortal in the Six Realms, Bai Zihua is extremely confident in his own strength.

"Senior brother is right. They just want to use my Changliu name to protect themselves, and what they want their disciples to worship in Changliu. I think you can't understand, senior brother." Although Sheng Xiaomo never asked It is a matter of sect, but it is very clear about some things.

"And you..." Mo Yan was choked by Sheng Xiaomo, and then he scolded: "You are extremely lazy all day long, and your cultivation level has not improved in the past hundred years. What are you doing playing with some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting all day long?"

"Brother, you don't know my temper. If Master hadn't forced me to cultivate, I might have solved the fairy chess game now." Having said this, Sheng Xiaomo was also a little depressed, "As for the cultivation base, I have reached the level now The bottleneck, rather than burying your head in painstaking practice, it is better to relax, what if you break through suddenly? Then I am the second immortal after my stepson, brother Hua?"

For Sheng Xiaomo's joke-like words, Mo Yan was instantly confused by anger, pointing at Sheng Xiaomo and remained silent for a long time.

Sheng Xiaomo is the most talented of the three, but he doesn't like to practice, but only loves playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. If his master hadn't ascended early, Bai Zihua might not be the first person to break through to the immortal.

Hmph, I hope that Zan Yue will not be delayed as your disciple. Mo Yan flung his sleeves and left, leaving Sheng Xiaomo and Bai Zihua speechless for a while.

"Senior brother, why don't you teach the moon?" Sheng Xiaomo said seriously while lying on the table: "You have the highest cultivation level and have experience in teaching disciples, but this is the first time for me to accept you I don't know what to do."

"Your own disciple, teach yourself."

Bai Zihua didn't bother to talk to Sheng Xiaomo, and turned into a streamer and left.

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