Chapter 112: Become a Disciple
"Disciple Lin Xuan greets Master"
Lin Xuan did not hesitate and seemed very straightforward.
Ever since the moment the snow-clothed woman appeared, even the Lingxiao Sword Master seemed silent. The identity of the woman in front of him was probably one of the top ones in Xuantian Holy Land.
Such a strong man was willing to accept him as a disciple, why should he hesitate?
"Ah~"
Lingxiao Sword Master sighed. It was rare to meet such a good seedling. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he could not get angry.
Because he... couldn't beat him!
As a true disciple, he wanted to enter which peak completely based on his own will, and even the Holy Lord could not interfere.
Lingxiao Sword Master looked at Luo Qingxian, looked at her, and said with satisfaction
"Little girl, are you willing to worship under my Lingxiao Sword Master?"
The innate sword heart... is not bad!
Being able to comprehend the ninety-nine divine patterns of the ancient monument of the wilderness, the comprehension is naturally the best choice.
Luo Qingxian held the sword in her arms. She shook her head calmly, then looked at Jiang Minghan and said seriously: "I want to worship you as my master too!"
"You give me a very different feeling!"
Jiang Minghan looked at Luo Qingxian and did not reply immediately. She was silent, her cold face bathed in the morning sun, like a lotus flower emerging from the water, without attracting dust.
After a moment, she replied coldly.
"There can only be one true disciple in a peak. Even if you worship me as your master, you can't get the position of true disciple."
"Have you thought about it?"
The Lingxiao Sword Master on the side also blew his beard and glared, and hurriedly persuaded: "What Jiang Jianxian said is right. There is only one true disciple in each of the 108 peaks. The true disciple of the holy land can be protected by the luck of the holy land and can enjoy the authority of the elder of the holy land. My Lingxiao Xianfeng just lacks a true disciple. If you worship me as your master, I will definitely not treat you unfairly!"
He had to be anxious. Now even Xianming Peak has a true disciple. Now among the nine upper peaks, only his Lingxiao Xianfeng can't produce a true disciple. This is related to the face of Lingxiao Xianfeng!
But Luo Qingxian shook his head and refused: "Thank you for your kindness, but Qingxian has made a decision."
"Please accept me as your disciple!"
Luo Qingxian bowed respectfully.
Jiang Minghan looked at Luo Qingxian, was silent for a moment, and then said: "Okay"
Lingxiao Sword Master: "..."
He didn't expect that Luo Qingxian actually insisted on worshipping Jiang Minghan as a master, and was willing to give up the qualification of the Holy Land's true teachings.
Is it possible that his reputation as Lingxiao Sword Master in Xuantian Continent... has already fallen?
"No, I have to find a few old guys to chop them up some other day. I haven't fought for tens of thousands of years. I am a generation of sword master, but I don't even have a disciple."
Lingxiao Sword Master seemed a little helpless. He was very angry, but he was only angry for a while.
Xuantian Holy Land has its own rules, which cannot be changed. Just like these top geniuses, they all pay attention to fate. If fate is like this, then there is no fate, and it cannot be forced.
Otherwise, if you change the result of others, you will have to bear the cause of others. It is still a question whether his old bones can bear it.
Looking at Jiang Minghan who disappeared on the spot with Lin Xuan and Luo Qingxian, Lingxiao Sword Master couldn't help but smile bitterly. The two most promising seeds were picked away.
"Forget it, forget it"
"Are you from the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"
Lingxiao Sword Master looked at Zhou Weiwo and said calmly.
Hearing this, Zhou Weiwo's originally dull expression suddenly became clear, and he immediately looked at Lingxiao Sword Master with a fiery gaze, his tone trembling with excitement: "Junior Zhou Weiwo, is the seventeenth son of the current Zhou Emperor"
Lingxiao Sword Master stroked his beard, carrying the fairy sword on his back, with a bit of fairy style, he looked at Zhou Weiwo and said
"Well, it's not bad to comprehend the sword intent at such a young age"
"Are you willing to worship at my Lingxiao Fairy Peak?"
Even though Zhou Weiwo had expected it in his heart, he was still excited He trembled all over and knelt down respectfully: "Disciple is willing to join Lingxiao Xianfeng!"
Lingxiao Sword Master nodded, and then said lightly: "You can choose an elder to be your disciple when you enter my Lingxiao Xianfeng."
Although he was only a disciple of an elder, Zhou Weiwo was not dissatisfied at all. He knew that he could enter Lingxiao Xianfeng because Lingxiao Sword Master had a relationship with his ancestor. Being able to choose an elder as his teacher was already a great gift.
"Thank you, Peak Master!" Zhou Weiwo said, suppressing his excitement.
The people around him also looked at Zhou Weiwo with envy. Being able to be a disciple of Lingxiao Xianfeng, one of the nine upper peaks, has a promising future!
"This is the real holy land recruiting disciples"
This is the thought that came to everyone's mind. As for the young man who was fought over by the two masters of the immortal peaks...this is too dreamy.
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Xianming Peak
Countless colorful lights bloomed in the void, condensing into a rainbow bridge, beautiful and fantastic, with countless stars twinkling, as if you could reach out and pick them.
The entire peak was lush and green, and the vitality was condensed into substance. There was also a misty breath scattered in the air around, as if you had arrived in a fairyland.
Just in one breath, Lin Xuan felt that countless vitality was rushing into his body crazily. This vitality was nearly a hundred times richer than the outside world, and the various Dao rhymes and laws in the air made Lin Xuan have to sigh at the luxury of Xuantian Holy Land.
"This peak is condensed by the laws of heaven and earth in an upper state"
"The one hundred and eight peaks of Xuantian Holy Land are the center of heaven and earth condensed from the places where the laws of heaven and earth are most concentrated in Xuantian Continent. Rather than the one hundred and eight peaks, they are better said to be the one hundred and eight institutions that monitor the heaven and earth. Both sides perform their respective duties.”
Jiang Minghan looked at Lin Xuan's confused expression and explained coldly.
Lin Xuan suddenly realized, no wonder the vitality of heaven and earth is so rich. As the center of heaven and earth, how can it not be so rich?
Stepping into the invisible barrier and entering the peak, Lin Xuan looked at the flowers and plants all around, his eyes almost straightened.
Even the most common weeds on the ground here are exuding Xianxia, which seems to be condensed from the vitality. Taking a bite is no less than the energy contained in the perfect sixth-grade elixir. This is made of the most powerful in the world. It is transformed from the pure Taoist rhyme without any side effects.
Used to make elixirs...
Lin Xuan shook his head and looked at the waterfall hanging upside down from a distance, emitting silver light, like the Milky Way falling from the sky. Every drop is like nectar and jade dew, containing infinite vitality.
The trees dotted around were full of ancient atmosphere, and seemed to have witnessed the changes of time and the changes of mountains and rivers. Even Lin Xuan suspected that these trees had become spirits.
Luo Qingxian on the side also relaxed her beautiful eyebrows and widened her eyes. She had never seen so many...babies!
