Flowers bloom on the Moshang for the return of the king

Chapter 86 Master
"Even if you have a grudge, it's useless to worship under my sect. It's better to worship someone else." Feng Jianliuxiang was indifferent, and made a decision for him neatly.

Jun Ziqian pursed his lips tightly, his eyes flicked across Wu Jiuzi's face, and then moved away in an instant, and said decisively: "Thank you, Priest Feng Jian, for your guidance."

Then he bowed deeply to Bai Yixuan, the fifth priest: "The disciple is willing to worship under your old sect, are you willing to accept the disciple?"

The fifth priest, Bai Yixuan, was the chief examiner of the second exam. Although he was powerful enough, he was dull and indifferent by nature, reticent, and his whole body was as cold as ice. Few disciples wanted to worship under him.

Although the venerable Dharma protector let them choose seven apprentices just now, he doesn't like to compete with others by nature, and he hasn't received a few disciples with good qualifications in the past.

Unexpectedly, today there is a leader who wants to worship him on his own initiative!
Why is he unwilling?

Nod in agreement.

"The disciple is also willing to worship under the five priests." Mo Hanluo was still not picked away, rolled his eyes, and hurriedly said something.

"The disciples are also willing."

"Rouge is also willing..."

In a flash, three or four girls spoke again, wanting to worship under the five priests one after another.

Han Shanzi's face darkened slightly, he is also considered a veteran of the rivers and lakes, how could he not see the thoughts of these girls?
It's just that he fell in love with Jun Ziqian, and wanted to be the first to win the moon, and become a brother and sister of the same school with him, practicing together and getting along day and night...

Where did these children come to practice art with all their heart?

The purpose is too simple!
"When will you be allowed to choose your own master?! Those who don't want to stay can go down the mountain now!" Han Shanzi's voice became cold.

All the children were silent like cicadas, not daring to speak again.Let the seven priests choose again...

Han Shanzi looked at Fengjian Liuxiang: "Liuxiang, don't you want to pick a few?"

Feng Jian Liu Xiang shook his head slightly, and only said four words: "It's better to be short than to be indiscriminate."

His voice was leisurely and indifferent, and the meaning was very clear. He looked down on these children and thought they were of low qualifications.

He said this very bluntly, and the children bowed their heads.

These children were originally the best among the people, arrogant and arrogant, and refused to suffer a little loss.

If others uttered words that looked down on them, they would probably explode immediately, and even if they wouldn't fight each other, they would probably give the other party a little face.

But they didn't dare to face this famous Kazama Priest!

This priest is not just amazing in appearance, he has a kind of temperament, an inexplicable coercion, which makes people dare not desecrate him at all, and only wants to worship him.

Those girls who originally had a little thought about Kazama Liuxiang were even more lost, their heads drooping even lower.

This sentence really hits people!

Wu Jiuzi sighed inwardly.

The Kazama Priest's actions and words are often unexpected, making it impossible to guess.

However, he only accepted himself as a disciple this time, so should he be alone with him day and night on Piaomiao Peak?

For some reason, Wu Jiuzi frowned slightly when she recalled the books about the relationship between master and apprentice that she had read in her previous life.

She can't fall in love with anyone she falls in love with!

She is not interested in master-apprentice romance!
"Three uncles, if you have nothing to do, Liu Xiang will leave." Feng Jian Liu Xiang raised his hand to leave, and then nodded to Wu Jiuzi: "Come with me as a teacher."

　I can't see how his body moves, he is already in the air.

Wu Jiuzi had no choice but to stand up with the sword, but she couldn't fly so high, a breeze rustled in her ear, and someone grabbed her wrist: "I will take you once as a teacher."

(End of this chapter)