Against the World Evil Venerable

The only one of the seven masters in the Qinglian sect who has not confiscated his disciples finally accepted the first reincarnation disciple.

Although the news itself is surprising, it is still good news after all, and it may be a topic of conversation among Zongzhong disciples for three or two days.But that disciple was Mie Canglan, the whole news changed, and it became an absurd and black joke in the Qinglian School.

The tutor needs to obtain the consent of the suzerain to accept the disciples under the seat, and then summons the important disciples in the sect to hold a teacher apprenticeship ceremony in the Wentian Temple. From then on, the disciple who worships under the tutor's seat will be different from other disciples, and will enter the list of default successors , it is possible to ascend to the position of Qinglian Sect's reverence in the future.

Therefore, the quota for this mentor to pass on to his disciples is naturally the disciple of the sect, Yeyemeimeng.Now that mysterious and beautiful man accepted the trash recognized by the sect as his disciple, and publicly announced that he would no longer accept disciples, and only this one was a closed disciple. When the news came out, the entire Qinglian sect was dumbfounded.

The most shocking among them was Mie Canglan herself, and Shen Mingxin, who was inexplicably fond of the moon phase that year.

Shen Mingxin had originally made up his mind in his heart that he would like to practice cultivation, to use up his extraordinary talent desperately, so as to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, and no matter what, he would pay homage to the old Aunt Yue who fascinated all sentient beings.The young man's heart was boiling hot just now, but upon hearing such absurd news, Shen Mingxin was astonished and filled with vicious hatred. From then on, Mie Canglan's eyes looked like he wanted to kill him.

Mie Canglan herself understood other people's thoughts better, especially as Shen Mingxin clearly wrote on that hateful face.From receiving the news that Yue Yue accepted him as an apprentice to the end of the apprenticeship ceremony, Mie Canglan was always in a dream, letting others point out his mind, until Yue Yue's crystal clear smile like a snow girl was posted on the In front of him, call him disciple.

As the saying goes, when things come and go, they come naturally.Mie Canglan was born with a prudent mind, and would not be overwhelmed by the joy that fell from heaven, and secretly kept a vigilance in his heart.But from now on, everything is fine, all the treatment for him is the same as that of other disciples in the sect, and he has also moved to the Qinglian sect, which is a place with extraordinary scenery for the disciples to practice and live, which is the Songtao residence on the mountain behind the sect.In the past, Mie Canglan only heard the name of this place, or could hear the distant bell, as far away as the sky, but now he is in it, just like a big dream.

But Mie Canglan clearly knew that this kind of luck was not a good thing.His understanding of his useless body is no weaker than any bystander.He knew very well that he was not qualified to be the mentor's direct disciple at all, and it was even more absurd to sit on the same level as the other six talented and outstanding disciples, and to be higher than the other disciples from then on.His situation in the Qinglian Sect was even more embarrassing. Every day when he saw other people's eyes, they would shoot towards him like poisonous arrows.Mie Canglan smiled wryly to himself, with such absurd timing, I don't know how many people want to swallow him up quickly.

Unsurprisingly, even if Mie Canglan, who was completely useless, entered the moon seat back then, his cultivation had not improved at all, and he was still as dull as a mortal.Due to the high face of the Zongzhong, no one dared to discuss this matter publicly, but no one was submissive.

According to the rules of the Qinglian School, there will be internal martial arts discussions among the disciples every few days.Taoist cultivation not only pays attention to refining Qi and nourishing breath, but also martial arts cannot be ignored.Therefore, the people from the Qinglian School are proficient in both Taoism and martial arts, and have always been praised by the world.

When discussing martial arts, everyone can participate, but relying on ability, so as to test martial arts cultivation and increase actual combat experience.In this kind of scene, Zongzhutian never shows up, but he always opens the door somewhere, and outsiders look down on the affairs of the situation, and he has always been so familiar with the affairs of the Zongzhong.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of martial arts competitions again, and Shen Ming hoped that this day would be difficult to sleep and eat.He had already made up his mind, just waiting for this day to come.The more anticipation in his heart, the more difficult it is to sleep peacefully, and the beautiful face of Yueyue in those days also appeared in his mind from time to time, which made his already unsettled mind even more agitated, like boiling water.

"I will definitely show Aunt Yue, who is qualified to be under her seat!" Shen Mingxin suddenly said harshly when he was venting his anger with a group of young people who had followed him in private.

It was only then that the young men realized that Shen Mingxin had always harbored a thought in his heart that he wanted to become the disciple of that year.But seeing the intense light in Shen Ming's eyes, mixed with hatred and expectation, the Lang Lang boy unexpectedly showed a terrifying appearance.

Shen Mingxin's thoughts of Mie Canglan can be guessed eighty-nine times, but he is different from Shen Mingxin, a person is like a person who does not melt into ice, and cannot see obvious wavering.But Mie Canglan knew it clearly in his heart, and sighed secretly, he obviously tried his best to follow all the teachings of the past year, and it is beyond human effort that there is no improvement at all.

It seems that this day of discussing martial arts is even more catastrophic than the day of examining martial arts.

Even so, his innate diligence never delays even a single day. On the day of the martial arts competition, Mie Canglan woke up early as usual. He was just getting dressed and making the bed, but he heard a soft knock on the door.

As soon as the door was opened, the newly bright sky flowed in like a mist, the blue and white clothes of the people outside the door were almost the same color as the sky light, and Mie Canglan almost didn't see him, he just nodded and said, "Senior Brother Dong Ning."

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