Chapter 40 The Registered Disciple Jin Qixian

After three days and two nights of fast-paced, layer-by-layer screening, the Xianxia Sect recruitment examination finally confirmed the recruitment of sixty newcomers to Xianxia.

Counting Jiayue, Duan Miaomiao, Princess Zhaoruo and Jin Qixian, a total of 64 new apprentices joined this Xianxia sect.

Congratulations on the successful completion of the admissions examination.Headmaster Lan Feng looked at the new student's name card in his hand, quite satisfied.

Tomorrow is the apprenticeship ceremony, thinking that Princess Zhaoruo, the immortal cultivator who I discovered with my own hands, will be worshiping under her seat in the near future, I am really proud and happy.

"Duan Miaomiao, which master do you plan to worship tomorrow?"

Seeing that Jiayue and Miaomiao were still cleaning the examination room late at night, the headmaster put down the roster and asked.

Duan Miaomiao ran to the head of the sect, and said respectfully: "Miao Miao still doesn't know which master is willing to accept Miao Miao. I don't know, does Miao Miao have the good fortune to be under your sect?"

Jiayue became the closed disciple of Master Jing Mo, so naturally she, Duan Miaomiao, didn't want to be too bad. Seeing the master asking her, she thought that Lan Feng was very satisfied with her, so she recommended herself.

"Heh, want to enter my door?" Lan Feng glanced at Jiayue who was still cleaning at the side, and felt that this little monster wanted to put all the cronies around her by her side, so he planned to fight quite loudly.

"I'm very strict in accepting disciples, and I don't accept those who don't have wind spirit roots. Tomorrow, you and that Jin Qixian will use the fairy edge stone to test it, and decide according to the innate spirit root attributes."

Lan Feng stood up leisurely, came to Jiayue's side, and said with a sneer, "Please trouble me, little junior sister, the tables here have to be wiped clean, this is the school for freshmen from now on, don't be sloppy!"

"Good master." Jiayue nodded seriously.

She didn't know the coldness and hostility hidden in Lan Feng's eyebrows. Anyway, she did some things within her power, and felt that she could quickly integrate into this big family like this.

Lan Feng left, and Jiayue was washing the rag in the bucket, working very carefully.

Duan Miaomiao ran over and said to Jiayue with a flustered expression: "Jiayue, what kind of spiritual root will you tell me tomorrow? What if the stone doesn't respond at all?"

"No, even my brother said that sister Miaomiao, you have roots of wisdom, and you must have a destiny of immortality, don't worry!" Jiayue comforted with a smile.

. . . . . .You are all accepted as the head of the same generation of junior sisters, and you are under the tutelage of Mrs. Jing Mo, so naturally you don't have to worry about it.

Duan Miaomiao sighed and cursed.

That night, Duan Miaomiao rolled over and turned on her side, and did not fall asleep for a long time.

Looking at Jiayue who was sleeping peacefully, she felt agitated in her heart, and felt that neither Jiayue nor Princess Zhaoruo could compare to a commoner like her.

Duan Miaomiao was uneasy, and a little resentful.

The moon climbed across the middle sky, and she didn't fall asleep until it was almost dawn.

The booming bells hit Emei, and the colorful morning glow dyed the sky red.

The 64 disciples dressed in formal attire solemnly worshiped in the ancestral hall of the ancestor of Xianxiamen, knelt three times and nine times to the grandmother of the ancestor, and burned incense to pray for blessings.

After the big ceremony, the first seat on each peak will give the disciples a token of worship to the disciples, and the disciples will bow down to the teacher with tea, and this is considered a complete ceremony.

After everyone else worshiped their master, Jiayue, Duan Miaomiao, Princess Zhaoruo and Na Jin Qixian belonged to everyone's attention.

It is said that they are internally appointed disciples. It is needless to say that Princess Zhaoruo became a blockbuster in the trial that day, but the other three seem very ordinary.The one named Jiayue seems to be a round younger than the others. I don't know how she can make Xianxia think so highly of her.

"Jiayue, you come up. From now on, you are my No. 14 disciple of Jing Mo, you are my closed disciple." Master Jing Mo handed over the token of the apprentice of Lan's generation to Jia Yue, and Jia Yue After knelt down to worship the teacher, he took it with both hands, looked at the kind and silent master, and smiled sweetly.

Is it actually the master's closed disciple? !
There was an uproar, and many people discussed below.

Many of Xianxia's apprentices and grandchildren know that the master has not accepted any more disciples for four or fifty years, and this time he accepted a young disciple, which is really unprecedented!
Jin Qixian approached Princess Zhaoruo, and whispered: "What's so great about her? Why should the master accept her?"

Miss Jin thought that her cousin was the only jade leaf in Tianhuang Guihua's Xianxia family, but she didn't expect to be robbed of the limelight by this girl named Jiayue at this teacher apprenticeship ceremony!
Two days ago, Xiaodaotong, who served tea and poured water in the examination room, and worked around with a rag, turned out to be their little uncle, really ridiculous!
Zhaoruo didn't say anything, she still looked like a royal goddess, but Jin Qixian on the other hand held her injustice.

"Zhaoruo, come here. From now on, you are my apprentice of Lan Lingfeng. Although you are ranked third, the senior sisters in front of you are not very good. I, Lan Lingfeng, will count on you in the future!"

There were many disciples present, including Lanfeng's first and second disciples, and the head of the sect said that without caring about their faces.

Zhao Ruo bowed and knelt down to accept the token. The head of the sect had already stated that the princess' status would be transcendent in the future, and Lanfeng's other two apprentices could only smile and salute to the princess' junior sister with congratulations.

"Okay, the remaining two, Duan Miaomiao and Jin Qixian, will come forward to test the spirit root. Whatever the attribute of the spirit root, they will be under the sect of the master." The two said, "Who will come first?"

Jin Qixian looked at Duan Miaomiao next to her, thinking that she is the younger sister of Huangjie Zhaoruo, no matter how bad she is, she won't be far behind!So he volunteered to be the first to let her come first.

"Okay, come on." Lanfeng handed the spirit stone to Jin Qixian, and Miss Jin looked dignified, holding the immortal fate stone in her hand with a suffocated breath.

The stone did light up, but it was a little bit of colorful light, among which the blue and green were a little more obvious, mixed with red and yellow light, which was very beautiful.

"Hahaha, what's the matter? This lady's spirit root is not bad! You see how beautiful it is!" Jin Qixian was complacent holding the spirit stone in her hand, and couldn't help but hear the mouth-covering laughter from the crowd below.

When she saw it, all the masters in the seat were also chuckling, her complexion suddenly changed, and she was very embarrassed.

"This is a miscellaneous spiritual root. Although the spiritual roots of water and wind have outstanding attributes, your aptitude is considered inferior, and it is not a talent to be made!" Lan Feng said.

"What? Miscellaneous spirit root!" Jin Qixian blushed like a monkey's ass, her complacency just now was gone, she, she is Zhao Ruo's cousin!Why is it that my cousin is so once in a hundred years, but she has fallen to the bottom? !
Jin Qixian was stunned for a moment, she stood there in a daze, looking at her cousin Zhaoruo eagerly.

"Master, if Qixian is not willing to accompany me to Shangxianxia this time, father, queen mother and concubine will definitely not agree. Please, master, for Zhaoruo's sake, keep Qixian."

Zhao Ruo the princess is the princess, even if she protects her shortcomings, she is so upright and blatant.

Master Jing Mo took a look at the princess, took a sip of tea, and didn't speak, it was up to Lan Feng to deal with it.

"If that's the case, then accept Jin Qixian as a registered disciple. It's better to worship under my sect so that she can take care of you." The head said.

"What? Registered disciple? This...doesn't I even count as an official disciple?" Miss Jin became even more annoyed. She was used to the journey, how could she lose face like this? !
And looking at the situation, if it wasn't for my cousin, Xianxiamen wouldn't accept her!

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