The meaning of what Elder Jin said to Ling Xiao is actually very clear. Even the core disciples and masters look down upon you. You are just an outer disciple with a precious treasure body. You are simply a waste. How dare you make such a request? ?
"Whether you are qualified or not is not up to you, Elder Jin. If the master refuses to agree, the disciple will naturally not stalk you. Although the disciple is only an outer disciple, he is like an ant. However, an ant still has dignity, but he is not like a certain person." These people don¡¯t even have a face!¡±
At this time, Ling Xiao was no longer afraid of Elder Jin's aura.
If it is the first time, he may tremble and be hurt.
However, this was the third time that Elder Jin had used the same method to deal with him. Shanhe Martial Spirit had long been familiar with this kind of aura, and instantly transformed this aura directly into nutrients and injected it into Ling Xiao's soul. Continue to grow Ling Xiao¡¯s soul.
"you!"
Elder Jin was so angry that he vomited blood. He didn't expect that Ling Xiao would dare to contradict him in front of so many people.
What surprised him the most was that his terrifying aura couldn't make Ling Xiao afraid. This was the biggest problem.
"Alright, Chief of the Law Enforcement Hall, when will it be your turn to intervene in our sect's affairs? Are you tired of sitting at the head of the Law Enforcement Hall and want to be a steward here in our sect?"
There was indifference in Chang Yueying's voice. She was really disappointed with the leader of the Law Enforcement Hall. However, this person was very powerful in the Yuehua Sect and could not be eliminated easily.
Elder Jin really shot himself in the foot. Perhaps his dislike of Ling Xiao was so severe that he was confused.
Ling Xiao was waiting for the reply from the headmaster Chang Yueying.
Anyway, he was just testing it out. If Chang Yueying agreed, that would be the best. If not, then the third request could be changed to another one.
He could just settle for the next best thing and become a disciple of other inner sect elders and learn martial arts.
Therefore, this attempt is absolutely cost-effective.
But after Chang Yueying stopped Elder Jin from coercing Ling Xiao, she fell into silence. There was a bit of sadness on her face, as if she was deep in thought.
"Hahaha, Ling Xiao, you should worship me as your teacher. I will definitely impart my unique knowledge to you! It's not that the headmaster hates you, she really has something unspeakable and cannot accept you as her disciple!"
In the extremely depressing atmosphere, Jinguang Tianzun's laughter was like a warm spring breeze, resolving this depression.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with letting Ling Xiao worship Jinguang Tianzun as his teacher. This person's character is also what Ling Xiao likes.
But Jinguang Tianzun couldn't suppress Elder Jin, Ling Xiao could see this, so he still hesitated.
"Jin Guang, please don't make things difficult for this kid. Even if the headmaster can't take him in, I can take him in. It's not your turn."
Guanghan Tianzun said with a smile.
"If possible, I can also accept him as my disciple."
The owner of the Fugitive Tower suddenly spoke.
"You'd better not rob me. I discovered this kid when he entered the inner Yuehua Building to choose martial arts. His future will definitely not be worse than that of the disciples of the divine treasure body. Let's leave it to me. ."
The owner of Yuehua Building in the inner gate also spoke.
"Are you old guys from the inner sect still competing with me for disciples? He is now an outer sect disciple, and we are also the master of the outer sect. Wouldn't it be nice to accept him as a disciple?"
Wugou Tianzun is also anxious. The disciples he has been cultivating cannot be snatched away by others.
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"You don't have to argue anymore, Ling Xiao, you can practice with the five supreme elders of our Law Enforcement Hall from now on!"
Suddenly, a strange color flashed in Elder Jin's eyes, and then he said loudly.
He may be afraid of the headmaster Chang Yueying, but he will not be afraid of others.
So if you want to compete for a disciple, no one can beat him.
"Thank you, Elder Jin, for your kindness, but Ling Xiao has no intention of becoming a disciple to someone he doesn't like!"
Ling Xiao knew very well that if he said these words, he and Elder Jin would be completely at odds with each other, and there would be no possibility of relaxation.
However, he had no intention of relenting.
It¡¯s not him who should be afraid, it¡¯s Elder Jin who should be worried!
Although his current cultivation level is not as good as that of Elder Jin, but with the inheritance of Mountain and River Martial Spirit and the Ancient Golden Dragon, his future is stronger than that of Elder Jin.More than hundreds or thousands of times.
Anyone with a little bit of brain can figure this out.
"well said!"
Suddenly, a disembodied voice sounded in the hall.
This is a very beautiful woman's voice.
Ling Xiao suddenly trembled with excitement.
He recognized that this voice was the voice of the woman in blue that he had seen in the Fulong Mountains.
That woman also said something, which he still remembers freshly.
"Hehe, Chang Yueying, if you don't want to accept him as your disciple, how about you make him your disciple?"
The sound was still ringing, but no one came.
"Your Highness Yue Nu!"
Chang Yueying was so shocked that she stood up from her seat and hurriedly knelt down on the ground.
The other sect elders also knelt down.
Ling Xiao was dumbfounded.
Who is this so-called "Her Royal Highness the Moon Girl"? Why does even the headmaster have to kneel down to her?
Isn¡¯t this too outrageous?
"Everyone, get up, Chang Yue Ying. I know that you have been brooding over your husband's death and are determined to cultivate your son with all your strength. Therefore, you swore before your husband's grave that you would not accept any more disciples. I understand this, so I sent him to How about leaving it to me?"
The voice said again.
"Your Highness Yuenv is willing to accept this boy as a disciple. It is naturally a blessing that this boy has cultivated for thousands of years. But do you really plan to accept him as a disciple? Didn't you say that you want to find a person with extremely high qualifications to train him into the Yuehua Sect? Hope for the future?¡±
Chang Yueying asked puzzledly.
Although Ling Xiao has outstanding qualifications, they are definitely not top-notch. It has been more than 10,000 years since Her Royal Highness Yuen¨¹ woke up. She has seen countless geniuses, but there has never been one that caught her eye.
What kind of virtue and ability is this Ling Xiao?
Chang Yueying was confused and surprised.
Stop talking about her, Ling Xiao himself is a little confused.
He only had a one-time relationship with Her Highness the Moon Girl. Even if he has performed well recently, if we exclude the Mountain and River Martial Spirit and the Ancient Golden Dragon, he definitely cannot be considered to have the highest qualifications.
Why did Her Highness Yue Nu accept him as her disciple?
After the initial excitement and excitement, Ling Xiao regained his composure. He began to consider whether he should agree to become the disciple of Her Highness the Moon Girl?
¡°Obviously, this person¡¯s status in the Yuehua Sect is probably higher than that of Chang Yueying. If he could become his disciple, he would not only be able to realize Ling Xiao¡¯s original plan, but also probably get more benefits.
But there is no good thing about martial arts secrets falling from the sky, is there really no conditions?
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