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Chapter 467

"Everyone, please come in."

Zhong Yikun's voice sounded from inside the house.

Everyone in the courtyard entered the house one by one. The main house was originally quite spacious, but that was for old man Kunwu who lived alone. With so many people coming in today, the room suddenly became crowded.

Monks with high and low levels of cultivation huddled together. There were no seats arranged, so everyone stood, and there was no dissatisfaction on their faces.

Shu Pinghui and the other juniors consciously stood in the back row, and Jing Yingrong followed suit and stood by the door.

There is an incense table in the middle of the front of the main house, with incense burners, melons and fruits on it. There is a washstand on the left side of the incense table. There is a towel basin on the shelf, and the basin is filled with clean water. There is a small door leading to the back room in the right corner of the incense table, covered by a coarse cloth curtain.

After two breaths passed after everyone stood still, the door curtain was opened, and Zhong Yikun walked out slowly with a gold tap on the dragon's head.

With her other hand, she was holding a golden rope that stretched straight behind the curtain.

Zhong Yikun took a few steps, the door curtain moved again, and the other end of the rope came into view.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

But it was Yin Xueze who had his hands tied and was dragged into the house by a rope.

He clenched his teeth, the veins on his neck popped out, and his cheeks turned red from the exertion, desperately fighting against the tugging force from Zhong Yikun.

He left distinct footprints on the originally flat ground wherever he passed. His attitude of preferring death to surrender made almost everyone present doubt whether today's apprenticeship ceremony could go ahead.

While everyone looked weird, only two people were in a good mood.

Tu Wei originally had regrets because Wu Yaochen not only took him as his teacher, but when he saw this scene, he suddenly felt very satisfied; Nun Linzi looked back at Shu Pinghui, shook his head, and felt even more satisfied.

Zhong Yikun stopped, turned around, faced Yin Xueze and said earnestly:

"You said you are a stubborn kid! Everyone is here today and they are all looking at you. Just accept it!"

Yin Xueze: "Get out!"

As soon as the word burst out, several Mahayana monks present could not help but gasp.

However, Zhong Yikun did not feel dissatisfied and patiently coaxed: "You said at the beginning that if you win the competition, you will recognize me as your master. Are you going to break your promise?"

Yin Xueze became even more angry: "You cheated!"

Zhong Yikun: "Why did I cheat? Who saw me cheating?"

Speaking of this, she glanced at Jing Yingrong without any trace.

"Besides, what about cheating? As an old man like me, is it fair for you to compete with me as to who can run faster? Are you embarrassed?"

"you……"

Yin Xueze was speechless and his momentum was greatly weakened.

In the end, he could only turn his head and look away.

"I don't want to be a disciple," he said decisively, leaving no room for error. "You can't teach me."

Hearing this, Zhao Jinxu looked anxious and took a step subconsciously.

However, Zhong Yikun remained calm and said slowly: "No matter how bad I am, old lady, I still live as many years as you. I will always have something to teach you."

Yin Xueze lowered his head, his brows and eyes disappeared into shadows, and said nothing.

Zhong Yikun took a deep breath: "Are you serious about not worshiping me?"

"No thanks."

Although the words were soft this time, they were still firm.

"well."

Zhong Yikun said the word "good" several times in a row, and his chest rose and fell rapidly, as if he was really angry. The next moment, she staggered two steps as if she was unsteady, dropped the rope, held on to the golden crutch, covered her face with her sleeves and sobbed.

"Old woman, your life is miserable! That heartless guy said he would stay with me for a thousand years, but in the end, he just wanted to become a god and then gave up! Both of these girls are not blessed, so they asked me to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person. If you leave this old lady alone in this world, why don’t you take me away too!”

She cried until her heart broke and she was so miserable that some people couldn't bear it and showed expressions of sympathy.

Lan Chucui asked in a low voice: "Is it true or false?"

Shu Pinghui also replied in a low voice: "It should be true. I heard that Senior Zhong had a Taoist monk in his early years, but he later died. He also had two children, but their Taoist qualifications were not very good, and they died before they reached Yuanying. "

Lan Chucui was slightly startled and sighed: "The road is lonely."

Jing Yingrong was listening to their conversation when suddenly someone whispered in her ear: "Senior sister, please help me."

Turning around, Wu Yaochen blinked at her.

She was originally standing next to the door, so she stepped aside and Wu Yaochen slipped out of the door behind her quietly.

The rope was thrown away, and Yin Xueze's bound hands were freed. However, facing the sad and crying old man, he seemed to be tied up by invisible ropes, frozen in place and unable to move.

Zhong Yikun was still crying.

"What kind of evil have I done? I'm not even allowed to take on a disciple! I'll be a lonely person in my life. Wow, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

Yin Xueze opened his mouth and tried to say something, but Zhong Yikun suddenly sighed, wiped his tears and choked:

"I understand, I understand. You must think that my life is short. Unlike other masters, who can take care of their apprentices for a long time, it is not worthwhile to worship me."

"I'm not……"

"You don't need to explain. I don't blame you. I blame the old woman for her own misfortune. Alas, that's all. I shouldn't have delayed you..."

Tears flowed down the ravines on her old face, and she wiped them with her sleeves again and again, showing even more misery than the tears she had just cried.

Yin Xueze was at a loss, with hesitation and struggle in his eyes.

Zhao Jinxu bypassed everyone and came to him, whispering in his ear: "With so many people coming, Dean Song will know sooner or later. If you insist on refusing, what if he asks about you..."

Yin Xueze's eyes flashed with strange color, and he stared at the ground. He was silent for a moment, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened his eyes to look at Zhong Yikun.

"I promise to become your teacher."

Zhong Yikun was still wiping away tears: "You just see me as pitiful and don't really accept me as your master. You will regret it in the future if you can't..."

"Are you going to hold it back or not?" The veins on Yin Xueze's forehead throbbed faintly.

Zhong Yikun paused in wiping his tears.

"Are you really willing to accept me as your teacher and never regret it?"

"Ah."

Upon hearing the reply, Zhong Yikun stood up straight and raised his golden crutch to make a virtual circle towards the guests.

"Hey, hey, everyone, listen carefully! He has said that he wants to become his master, and you all have to bear witness to me. From now on, I will be his master, and he will be my apprentice. No one can deny it!"

His words were full of energy, impassioned and majestic, yet there was no trace of the misery and sorrow he had just now.

Her mood changed so quickly that no one could recover.

Yin Xueze looked dull, and Tu Wei said blankly: "Grandma Zhong, are you pretending... that you're not sad?"

"What's the point of being sad?" Zhong Yikun calmly took out a handkerchief and pressed the corner of his mouth, "After hundreds of years of experience, how can a Taoist monk not even look at this?"

After saying that, she saw Yin Xueze reacting and started to show anger, and said proudly: "I can tell at a glance that you are a soft-hearted boy, and you will suffer a loss. How about this lesson, let's just say that this old woman still has something to teach you. "

(End of this chapter)