How can a fairy be a villain?

Chapter 79 You are the only one
Lin Yang slanted, the curtain fluttered, and the light and shadow in the tea hermitage were dense.

Curls of cigarette smoke filled the air, and mottled light spots passed through the window, reflecting a light and colorful weaving hanging under the beam.

In front of the hall, an old man with gray hair was lying on his side on the mat with his back turned.

He was barefoot in a mandarin jacket, resting his head on his left hand, and kept shaking the cattail fan with his other thin arm.

If he didn't know the situation, Murong Jingyan would have opened his mouth to ask the old man for melons.

Apart from the old man's appearance, what surprised Murong Jingyan even more was that there were other people there.

Those were three disciples wearing white robes with red sleeves from the Abandoned Sword Villa. Their appearances should be young people. At this moment, their upper bodies were straight and they knelt neatly in a row, facing the back of the white-haired old man.

Before they could enter the door, Murong Jingyan noticed that the three of them turned their heads slightly, and the feeling of being targeted was particularly obvious.

Ok?
what's the situation.

Cautiously stepping through the door, Murong Jingyan felt that the atmosphere in the tea house was a bit weird, the three who should be senior brothers were silent, and the old man who was further away even yawned.

Weird, could it be that everyone in the Abandoned Sword Villa is like Zhu Huan'an, who likes to pretend to be a master without talking?

Right now, Murong Jingyan was about to take the initiative to speak, but she was a little hesitant on whether to call Master directly, after all, she hadn't formally entered yet.

"Still looking for a futon to sit on?"

Just as Murong Jingyan was thinking, suddenly the voice of the senior brother on the right rang out.

Murong Jingyan turned her head and said with a smile, "Thank you, senior brother."

But before Murong Jingyan sat down, there was another yin and yang sound from the left:

"Since you know that I am a senior brother, you don't even bow to each other when you meet. You really don't understand the rules."

Hearing this, the corner of Murong Jingyan's mouth twitched, as expected, the visitor was not kind, this was to give himself a bad blow.

Temporarily unable to think of the reason, Murong Jingyan didn't say anything and chose to wait and see what happened.

After Murong Jingyan sat down, the figure in the center spoke.

His voice is thick and full of righteousness.

"The suzerain's order should not be violated, but forgive me for being really puzzled."

"Since entering the inner sect, the apprentice has been cultivating hard for ten years. Even if he can break through the upper three barriers of the heavenly seal early and still suppress his cultivation, the brothers in Zhuangli can see clearly."

He raised his hand, with a sad tone:

"I, Chen Sanshi, what I want is to hope that the suzerain can open another door and accept me as a direct disciple."

"I saw that the suzerain made an exception for Junior Brother Zhu's talent. I dare not say too much, but I don't accept this junior sister who appeared out of nowhere!"

"Look at the suzerain's enlightenment!"

As he spoke, he slammed down on the ground, startling Murong Jingyan.

"The suzerain is above, and the apprentice also feels sorry for the senior brother."

"The suzerain is above, and the disciples are also puzzled!"

Then there were two more bang bangs, Murong Jingyan looked left and right, she really stood out from the crowd.

Or, should I knock one too?
There was a yawn in front of the hall.

The old man shook his fan and said without turning his head, "...Lei Zi."

"The so-called personal disciple is just a false name, and you are different from others."

"Break through early. When the time comes, stay in the villa to be an elder, or return to the Dayan Dynasty Hall to take over your father's position. There are many ways, and no one will stop you."

Murong Jingyan sat upright, groped her thigh, and probably understood the meaning in a few words.

It turned out that these three senior brothers were not convinced that they, the airborne disciples, had snatched the pit, so they ran here to fight for it.

Speaking of which, can other sects do the same, let alone the suzerain, even if it is the elders, the disciples dare not refute the slightest bit, right?

Thinking of Zhu Huan'an's casual words towards the suzerain, and the attitude of abandoning sword villa for thousands of years, Murong Jingyan seemed to suddenly understand the tone of abandoning sword villa.

Standing up with martial arts, but not forced to stay, or returning to the family, or entering the court, the heart is guarding on this mountain.

Compared with the Dayan Academy, which can only enter the court as an official after completing its studies, and join the army to carry out foreign affairs, the Abandoned Sword Villa may be more purely for cultivating geniuses, with a kind of otherworldly spirit.

"Master, why don't you consider me all the time!?"

Chen Sanshi was obviously still unconvinced. In terms of background, he had an extraordinary background, and in terms of talent, even in the Abandoned Sword Villa where there was no lack of talent, he was considered one of the top-notch people.

The most important thing is that he has insisted on this title for ten years!
In Chen Sanshi's heart, this has become an obsession, and this title is indeed very important to him. If he has this level of identity endorsement, he can make his father's biggest enemy in the court when he becomes holy in the future...

He yawned again, and the old man's voice was still procrastinating:

"Leizi."

"Although I don't stick to trifles at Qijian Villa, I speak according to my own ability."

"But after all, it's a famous sect, this direct disciple, how can I tell you, it's just..."

"It has to be a bit of a card."

Hearing these words, Chen Sanshi seemed to be touched, he raised his finger to Murong Jingyan behind:
"Since the suzerain has mentioned this, when we will walk around the world in the Abandoned Sword Villa, when will we have to wear this extremely weird mask to show off in the market?"

"It's simply not suitable for being upright. It's really the behavior of the Demon Cult."

After the words fell, Murong Jing's face changed slightly.

Wipe, stop talking.

The other two disciples also echoed: "Senior brother Chen is absolutely right, this mask is very resonant."

"Laughing is not smiling, crying is not crying, I am really afraid that people will recognize me as a cult."

With a light cough, Murong Jingyan could already see that it was this brother Leizi who wanted to ask for an explanation today, and the other two probably came here to cheer him up.

Turning her head to look at Chen Sanshi's back, Murong Jingyan said:
"It seems that this brother has a deep prejudice against people who wear masks."

Seeing Chen Sanshi ignoring her, Murong Jingyan raised her hand to bow to the old man's back and said:

"Murong Jingyan, pay homage to the suzerain."

The old man's fan stopped, and he said slowly:
"Hehehe, you are the little Ayan in that wicked letter?"

With laughter, he threw the fan aside:
"I was able to listen to it calmly for a long time, but I have a gentle temperament."

"Since it's not a coincidence, the old man will ask you, what do you think of what your Senior Brother Chen said?"

Hearing the tone of the suzerain's words, Chen Lei quickly raised his head and said:

"The suzerain is above, I wait for the inner disciples to work hard, even if we want to fight, we have to give it a process like Junior Brother Zhu. Today, the suzerain is willing to see me, and it is entirely because of the disciples."

"Besides, when it comes to cards, disciple, doesn't disciple have a card like her?"

As he spoke, he suddenly turned around and looked at Murong Jingyan.

Seeing Chen Sanshi honored, Murong Jingyan hesitated to speak just as she was about to speak.

This, monk?

In the eyes, it was a dark face with a collapsed nose, flat as white paper, only two small eyes hanging under the thick eyebrows.

Especially that face, if it wasn't for fine tailoring with a ruler, Murong Jingyan wouldn't believe it could have been born so squarely.

Whenever he takes off this robe and puts on the old man's jacket, he looks like a big brother who has just planted seedlings and lost his way, and the main thing is that he is out of place.

Even so, the other two serious-looking senior brothers nodded frequently, supporting their eldest brother.

"Since the suzerain asked me how to see it."

Murong Jingyan spoke quietly, raised her arms behind her head, and began to take off the mask.

"I agree."

The pale mask fell to the ground, and as the black hair fluttered under the soft sunlight, the two senior brothers suddenly opened their mouths slightly, and even the old man who was seated noticed it and turned around to look.

"I think Brother Yilei's appearance and qualifications in the inner sect are indeed very powerful and undisputed seniors in our Abandoned Sword Villa."

The sun shines in through the window sills, and the dust floats among the light beams, Murong Jingyan smiles:
"A personal disciple."

"It's none other than you."

　Have a meal and go home to write Chapter 2~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)