Chapter 256: Disciple, killing your master is wrong!
Nan Jia glanced at Mo Yan and whispered: "Let's go"
She felt that there must be nothing good going on.
In the main hall, four masters stood in the center, all with their brows furrowed, as if they were facing a huge problem.
Seeing the young people behind Nanjia, they were very energetic.
Mo Yan felt a strong sense of oppression directed at him, and he was forced to take a step back.
Nan Jia also felt their strong oppressive aura. She took a step forward and stood in front of Mo Yan, blocking the sight of both parties.
Nan Jia shouted dissatisfied: "Senior brother!"
Heng Hongkuo withdrew his gaze and said in a calm voice: "Junior sister, we already know Mo Yan's experience. I know You are soft-hearted and want to take him in. It’s just that your first disciple cannot be him.”
After they received Feng Ru’s letter, they immediately investigated Mo Yan and found out his life experience. Clearly.
"Not the first disciple"
Nanjia's words made the five senior brothers breathe a sigh of relief. It’s just that Nanjia’s turn was too fatal.
The corners of Nanjia's mouth raised slightly. She looked at her senior brothers seriously and said solemnly: "He will be my only disciple!"
"What?"
"Nonsense"
"Are you crazy?"
Their voices were filled with anger, and they could not accept Nanjia's idea.
Nanjia looked at Senior Brother Xu Yuando seriously: "This is the result of my careful consideration."
Xu Yuan is the leader of the Lingxian Sect and the senior brother of the six people. All major matters in the sect require his approval. He has the greatest say.
Xu Yuan has a majestic aura lingering around him. The word "not angry but majestic" is very accurate to describe him. He stood there, making people's legs tremble involuntarily.
Xu Yuan did not agree with Nan Jia's view, but he was not as emotional as others. He took two steps forward and stopped two steps away from Mo Yan.
His stern look was scary, but Mo Yan was not affected by Xu Yuan. Although he lowered his head, his back was straight. No fear at all.
Mo Yan's courage made Xu Yuan a little satisfied. He could give Mo Yan a chance. He relented: "You can accept him as a disciple if you want. There happens to be a group of new disciples who need entry tests tomorrow. It's a good time to test them. His spiritual root."
"Senior brother!"
"Senior brother!"
Nanjia's voice sounded at the same time as the voices of her senior brothers.
Xu Yuan was stunned for a moment. The junior brothers shouted that they wanted to object. They felt that people like Mo Yan should not even be given a chance, and it would be best to veto it directly. But why is Nanjia still so dissatisfied?
Nanjia hurriedly defended: "Brother, there is no need to test, I only want this one disciple. Teaching people to practice is very troublesome."
Xu Yuan said slowly and unhurriedly: "You also know that teaching people is tiring? Then you should test his spiritual roots. If his qualifications are too poor, you don't even need to teach."
This... makes sense.
"Senior brother!"
Xu Yuan started to chase people away: "Okay, see you tomorrow."
Nan Jia had no choice but to take Mo Yan back to his mountain peak, and the room Nan Jia assigned to Mo Yan Not far from yourself. She ordered an outer disciple to clean up Mo Yan's room.
She took on the huge responsibility of teaching and soothing her mind.
She took Mo Yan to the meeting hall of Xian Miao Peak, and she began to enlighten Mo Yan: "If you have anything in the future, just tell the master, and you can ask anything. If you need anything, tell the master, and the master will buy it for you." And if someone bullies you, you have to tell me, you know? Don’t feel embarrassed, it’s okay, the master is your backing.”
Nan Jia originally wanted to pat Mo Yan on the shoulder to give him strength, but thinking that he didn't like others touching him, Nan Jia took back his outstretched hand.
"By the way, you don't have a weapon yet, do you? Master will find it for you."
Nanjia opened his universe and fell to the ground.
"Clatter, crash, crash" various treasures fell to the ground, but Nan Jia didn't feel any distress at all. Nanjia patted his Qiankun bag and found that it was indeed empty. Nan Jiayu waved her hand and said boldly: "You choose."
Even though Mo Yan was a calm young man, he was shocked by Nan Jia's move.
Looking at the spiritual weapons and magic weapons lying around, Mo Yan asked again: "Just pick any one? You can take any one?"
"Well, yes, you choose." Nanjia nodded. This pile of scrap metal was not a golden treasure, so she would not be reluctant to part with it.
Mo Yan looked at Nan Jia deeply. Her expression was serious and she was indeed not lying to herself.
Mo Yan turned his attention to the treasure on the ground. He was not polite. He fell in love with the first-grade magic weapon Qingyun Sword at a glance. Mo Yan squatted down and his fingers had not touched the hilt of the sword. Nan Jia was anxious. The voice came: "Wait a minute."
Mo Yan's eyes were deep and he sneered in his heart.
He knew how she could be so selfless. Didn't she stop him when he saw him holding a sword?
Why so hypocritical?
Mo Yan took his hand back and stood up, feeling unhappy.
Nan Jia stepped forward and picked up the white jade hairpin on the ground.
"Huh!" Nanjia held the hairpin in both hands, and she gently blew away the ashes on the hairpin.
She looked carefully to see if the hairpin had been touched.
Nan Jia felt a little annoyed. He was also careless, so why did he throw out the hairpin? You are just such a treasure, so you must be careful.
Mo Yan paused, she just wanted to pick up a worthless broken hairpin?
She looked as cautious as if the hairpin was some kind of treasure.
Nan Jia's eyes were filled with affection, and Mo Yan suddenly understood that this hairpin should have been given to her by the person she liked, right?
There was a trace of disgust in Mo Yan's eyebrows. On the outside, she looked repulsive, but in her heart, she was a young girl in love with her child?
Nan Jia put away her hairpin and said to Mo Yan beside him: "Okay, you go ahead and choose your weapon."
Mo Yan still chose the Qingyun Sword.
“Go to bed early and take the test tomorrow. But you don’t need to be under too much pressure. If you fail the test, you will still be my apprentice.”
After Nanjia said this, he felt like a great man.
Listen! How heartwarming your words are!
It’s just that Mo Yan didn’t take Nan Jia’s words into heart, she probably just said it casually.
If you are not good enough, you will definitely be abandoned.
Mo Yan looked at the magic weapon in his hand, with some satisfaction in his eyes.
It doesn't matter if he is given up, at least he has a magic weapon.
The next day, early in the morning, the sound transmission and the shouts of the senior brothers came.
"Nanjia, hurry up and bring Mo Yan over here. Don't even think about not letting him participate in this test!"
Nanjia was shouted at by Li Sheng's loud voice. When she woke up, she pinched her eyebrows and said, "Okay, senior brother, don't worry, I will take him there now."
Nan Jia casually pulled her hair into a bun and cast a cleaning spell .
She opened the door and saw Mo Yan waiting in the hall.
“Are you ready?”
Mo Yan nodded lightly.
"Okay, then I will take you to the testing site now."
(End of this chapter)