Seeing the Ninth Elder's lonely expression, my heart was shaken, and I remembered how happy he was when he agreed to enter Qingyun Temple a few days ago.
At this critical moment, he was still thinking about me.
My nose couldn't help but feel sore, and I almost shed tears.
This was the same helplessness and helplessness I felt after my grandmother and parents disappeared for no reason.
Although he didn't practice deeply, so what, at least, he treated me sincerely.
Like other elders, perhaps they only value my talent in shaking the tablet of Grandmaster Wang Xuanfu.
Thinking of this, I moistened my throat, coughed dryly, and interrupted the elder's conversation: "Don't you ask me when you choose a disciple?"
I was suddenly interrupted.
The elders were not angry.
On the contrary, they showed a kind look towards me.
The eighth elder seemed to have forgotten about slapping me before.
He patted his forehead and said in annoyance: "That's right."
Wrong, blame us for being too excited and actually leaving the person concerned aside.
It is best to recruit a disciple on a voluntary basis.
It just so happens that none of our eight elders are willing to give in, so why not leave it to this disciple to make his own choice?"
As soon as the Eighth Elder opened his mouth, he directly drew the Ninth Elder out of the array, and the other elders also agreed as a matter of course: "The Eighth's suggestion is a good one, but we have agreed in advance that no one will regret who he chooses later.
Our eight elders represent the top power of Qingyun Temple.
I believe that anyone who accepts him as a disciple will give them everything they have."
Hearing this, the other seven elders nodded in agreement.
Only the ninth elder sighed softly and turned his head in disappointment, looking a little out of place.
I glanced at the hunched back of the Ninth Elder with the corner of my sight, and then asked: "Are you sure I won't regret my choice?"
The eight elders nodded and looked at me expectantly.
"Okay, if that's the case, then I choose the Ninth Elder to be my master."
I turned to the Ninth Elder and said firmly.
"What?"
The eight elders seemed to have heard wrongly, and they all stared at me, a little surprised.
Even the Ninth Elder turned his head, his eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
After staring at me for a long time, he hesitated and asked: "I said Ye Hesitant, don't make me happy, Could it be that you reported the wrong number?"
Hearing this, the other elders immediately put away their astonished expressions and responded in succession: "Yes, yes, yes, we have always chosen the disciples.
This is the first time that the disciples have chosen us eight elders.
I am inevitably a little excited.
I said it wrong."
It’s understandable, Ye Hesheng, you can say it again, it’s okay.”
I shook my head and said more firmly: "I'm right, I was brought in by the Ninth Elder, so naturally I want to be my disciple."
"No way.
Is this person stupid?
He knows that the Ninth Elder is a famous waste in Qingyun Temple.
He has been practicing for nearly fifty years.
He is not as good as a disciple who has just entered the sect for a year.
What can he learn from being his teacher?
What else can he teach?"
"Yes, yes, I originally thought I was witnessing a genius who is rare to see in a century, but I didn't expect that my mind was funny.
I didn't even know such a basic interest analysis.
Eight elders stood and let him choose.
If you don’t choose, maybe it will shake the first-generation ancestor’s memorial tablet and become arrogant.”
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"Well, it's very possible.
Don't you know that on the road of cultivation, a good master is sometimes more important than talent?
In addition to giving you better teachings, it can also give you more resources for the ninth elder to teach you.
It is estimated that Ye Hesitant will not be able to play around for a few days, and he will definitely be crying and begging the eight elders to accept him as their disciple."
Seeing my affirmative answer, below, more than thirty disciples smashed open the pot with a bang.
Some were disbelieving, some were surprised, and some were jealous.
The whole hall suddenly became noisy.
At this time, the expressions of the eight elders also dropped and became very ugly.
Originally, in order to accept me as their disciple, they deliberately let me choose.
Unexpectedly, I chose the Ninth Elder, who they usually disdain.
This is not the same as slapping them in the face in front of all the disciples.
How about them?
Able to not be angry The eighth elder huddled together with a rude look on his face and looked at me dissatisfied: "We saw that you are very talented, so we put down our shame and accepted you as our disciple, so as not to waste a good seedling.
Unexpectedly, you just didn't make it."
Said, when the time comes, don’t find out that the Ninth Elder can’t learn anything and come to us crying and shouting.”
The great elder forced a smile on his ugly face: "Perhaps you haven't entered Qingyun Temple yet, and you don't know the situation of the ninth elder.
The ninth elder started practicing as soon as he came of age.
Now more than fifty years have passed, and he is about to die.
Your cultivation is still at the most basic level, and even my disciples are far behind.
If you become a disciple of him, you won't learn anything at all.
To put it harshly, it would be a mistake for others."
Hearing this, the Ninth Elder's face that was still excited suddenly froze, and he smiled awkwardly: "Ye Hesheng, I'm satisfied if you have this intention.
I just feel that my life is about to end, so I want to find an ordinary disciple."
Pass on the mantle.
But you are too talented.
If you really let me teach you, as the great elder said, it will be a mistake."
The ninth elder shook his head helplessly.
In fact, what they said makes sense.
If I choose the other eight elders, perhaps my future practice will be smoother.
Even with the power of the other elders in Qingyun Temple, it will be more conducive for me to find and kill the master of Liuyun Temple.
Wife's murderer.
But for some reason, every time I see the lonely back of the Ninth Elder, my heart is always touched.
If I didn't choose him, I would probably live with guilt for the rest of my life.
I showed a smile to the Ninth Elder and said: "A teacher is like a father, so I chose my master not for profit or power, but just to listen to my inner voice.
Now that I have identified you, I will not change."
After saying that, I bent my legs, knelt down, and bowed deeply to the Ninth Elder.
"Haha, okay, okay, a good teacher is like a father.
Even if my practice is not deep, I will still be willful.
From now on, I will teach you everything I have to live up to your trust in me."
The Ninth Elder obviously did not expect that I would be so persistent.
He smiled up at me and helped me up with a look of emotion on his face.
The corners of his narrow, old eyes were red.
"I'm crazy, crazy, this world is in complete chaos.
Why do I feel like I don't have enough intelligence and I can't understand it at all?"
"Yes, this is the first time I saw eight elders fighting for a disciple shamelessly, but what I never expected was that this disciple insisted on worshiping the ninth elder as his disciple, but the ninth elder was still reluctant.
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Looks like, this world is so crazy.”
Discussions arose everywhere, and many disciples shook their heads desperately, the look of shock in their eyes becoming more and more intense.
Sun Liancheng's expression on the side gradually turned gloomy.
With his talent in shaking the fifth-generation tablets, he was always the focus of attention in the past.
Unexpectedly, today, he has become a supporting role for me.
"You are so talented, so you must be able to survive until that time."
Sun Liancheng curled his lips, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: