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There was silence.
There was an eerie silence in the main hall. Thirty-six golden dragon coiled pillars stood in the hall. The dragon heads sprang out from the top of the pillars, opening their mouths and staring, extremely ferocious. The curtains, as bright as clouds, are woven with the proud and holy Suzaku pattern. The red carpet was as soft as cotton, and no sound could be heard when footsteps fell on it.
On the high steps, a tall figure was lying on a cloud bed, resting his head on his hands and closing his eyes.
Looking at that familiar face, Mo Bu's eyes were red again. Even though his feet made no sound at all, he couldn't help but lighten his steps, tiptoe to the steps, and kneel down gently without saying a word.
"The play was well performed."
After about half an hour, Cheng Baimei slowly opened his eyes. His eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were like stars, his divine light was restrained, and his gaze was sharp but not piercing.
Mo Bu Le did not raise his head, he hummed and hahaed twice before he bit the bullet and said, "Master is aware of everything. This disciple has embarrassed you."
"What do I have to be ashamed of? Didn't you say that if you admit that you have no face to be second, no one will dare to admit that you are first? With a proud disciple like you, what else should I be ashamed of? Naturally, I am the apprentice singer." ." Cheng Baimei snorted coldly.
Mo Bu Le is sweating, his emotions are all seen by his master from his every move, word and deed after entering Jiuhua Immortal Sect.
"Master"
Raising his head, he was about to say a few words of favor with a smile, but suddenly he saw two flashes of white, and his heart suddenly became sour, and he lost all thoughts of rogueness.
"Master, why are your temples all white?"
Cheng Baimei's face is still the same, no different from that of more than a hundred years ago, except for her black hair, with white at both ends, as silver as snow, which makes everyone feel dazzled and heartbroken.
The master is already a monk who has transformed into the void. According to common sense, there is no problem in returning to youth. Even if he wants to maintain his majesty, there is no need to have gray hair on the temples and a childish face. It has never been a sign of advanced cultivation. It is exactly the same as returning. Only if the cultivation is not good enough, or This situation occurs when something went wrong in cultivation, or when someone suffered an incurable injury.
"If it's white, it's white. It's none of your business." Cheng Baimei's expression was cold and indifferent, with impatience in his eyes. "I'm asking you to come back, I'm not asking you to kneel down. Get up."
"Yes, Master" Mobule stood up helplessly. He hadn't seen him for more than a hundred years, but Master is still like this. Can't he be a little more excited?
Just when he stood up straight, a black light fell on his hand. Dingqing took a look and saw that it was a waist badge made of Hanxin Xuanyu. On the front was the word "Luoxia Palace" and on the back was the word "First Disciple".
Mo Bu Le's hand suddenly trembled, and he almost threw the badge back. However, he remembered that this move was too disrespectful to the master, so he quickly grabbed the badge tightly, and then said with a mournful face: "Master, it is the responsibility of the first disciple. This disciple has narrow shoulders and weak strength and cannot bear the responsibility."
"You are my founding disciple. If you don't deserve the responsibility of being the first disciple, who should?" Cheng Baimei sneered, "I regret it now. Don't accept me as your teacher in the first place."
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out outset, who was pestering me to become a disciple, now I know how powerful it is, and it¡¯s too late to regret it.
"Who knew that Master, you could turn around" Mo Bu Le muttered quietly.
Cheng Baimei¡¯s eyes were like lightning, and he shouted: ¡°What did you say?¡±
Mo Bu Le quickly put on a smile and said, "Master, may you enjoy eternal blessings and great luck."
"roll!"
Well, the master's destiny is like a mountain, just get out. Mo Bu Le quickly put down his badge and ran out quickly. He made up his mind to take advantage of this opportunity to run as far as possible. It is best to run back to Qingyang Mountain. Anyway, the master will also pay respects. After that, although his hair was gray and distressing, he was obviously full of energy and in great health, so he had nothing to worry about.
"little bastard¡¡"
Cheng Baimei peeked into his mind at a glance and almost became angry. She thought that more than a hundred years of suffering had worn down Mo Bule's temper, but in the end he was still so cunning. If you want to escape, there is no way.
With a flick of his sleeve, a whirlwind wrapped around the piece of Han Xin Xuan Jade Waist Tag, chasing Mo Bu Le out of the main hall, and then sent him and the belt tag into a cliff cave on the Abbot's North Peak.
Mingjing was standing outside the hall. He said harshly, but in fact the person had not left. He was just waiting outside for Mo Bu Le to come out. Unexpectedly, the person came out, but he was wrapped in the whirlwind. Looking carefully, where was it? What a whirlwind, it was clearly Jian Gang. He was frightened and rushed into the palace.
"Master, senior brother, he"
"Force him to dwell on Kuxin Cliff for ten days." Cheng Baimei said coldly.
Ming Jing was shocked. He was punished as soon as he arrived and thought about his mistakes. How could the eldest brother offend his master??
"I have given him the belt card of the first disciple. You go and announce it, and then lead all the disciples in the palace to go to the execution hall to receive ten lashes. You, thirty lashes."
Mingjing immediately grimaced, her feelings could not escape punishment. Knowing that his master was dissatisfied with the behavior of his brothers who made things difficult with swordsmanship in front of the palace gate, he did not dare to plead for mercy, so he had to accept the order and leave.
boom!
In the Kuxinya Cave, Mo Bule fell to the ground and fainted.
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Han Xin Xuan Jade Waist Card hit his forehead, bounced, and fell to the ground again, making a crisp sound.
"Master, you did it on purpose!"
Caressing his forehead, Mo Bu Le got up from the ground with stars in his eyes and rushed towards the entrance of the cave. A soft force blocked the entrance of the cave and pushed him back hard. He sat down on the ground and groaned, his butt almost missing. Split into eight petals.
So, when you can¡¯t reason, you can only talk about fists. When you can¡¯t even talk about things with fists, the end result will be the same as he is now. In addition to being miserable, it¡¯s still miserable.
Picking up the Han Xin Xuan Jade Waist Card, Mo Bu Le lamented, it was a hot potato, it was not enough not to take it, the master did things too casually, since he had to be the first disciple, not to mention helping his senior brother to save face, anyway Don't let him lose face. Is there any senior brother who was locked up on the first day he came here?
My cultivation level is not as good as others. I haven¡¯t seen that even the boy sweeping the floor at the foot of the Abbot Mountain is a perfect Qi refiner. His qualifications are not good either. He has been dragged down by the poison of fire. He has no potential at all. Who are those arrogant sword cultivators? Be willing to obey him.
Mo Bu Le held his waist card and thought for a while. He had no hope of becoming a senior senior brother with prestige and the ability to convince everyone. It seemed that he could only go down a crooked path and become the most shameless senior senior brother in history. He Ask yourself that he is still very competitive, if anyone is willing to compete with him.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Not to mention that everyone is happily planning their future goals here, but there is already an uproar in Luo Gongxia Nei.
"What? Let that shameless guy be our senior brother? No, absolutely not"
"That is, he has low cultivation, lacks courage, and lies to others. How can he be a senior brother with this kind of character?"
"We are not convinced, we are not convinced"
Mingjing was so noisy that she felt dizzy and couldn't help but said angrily: "Why are you arguing? I accept it. If you have any objections hurry up and go to the execution hall to receive your punishment."
¡°With that said, he flew towards the execution hall head-on, but before he could fly far, he was stopped again.
"Junior Brother Ming, we are willing to accept the punishment, but this matter must be made clear. Although that guy once shared the sorrows with the Palace Master in Yaowang Sect, but based on this alone, he is not qualified to be the first disciple It is not what we want I really don¡¯t want to be laughed at by others for disobeying the palace master¡¯s orders, especially those from Qingyun Palace¡¡±
An old and steady sword cultivator stood up. Wang Yesheng, the cultivation level of Yuanying in the early stage was much higher than that of Mingjing. Not only was his cultivation level high, but his qualifications were also high. Before Cheng Baimei became the palace master, he was already a fallen person. As a disciple of Xia Palace, if it were not for his lack of potential and his delay in understanding the meaning of the sword, he would be more qualified to be the first disciple than anyone here.
"Senior Brother Wang, don't worry. Senior Brother is not that unbearable. Let's wait and see" Mingjing supported Mo Bu Le. Although there was some guilt in his words, thinking about it, even Su Liuxian suffered at the hands of Mo Bu Le. , he still had some expectations. Anyway, from the beginning, he didn't expect Mo Bu to be happy to do it. Luoxia Palace has no shortage of people who can do it, but it lacks people who can talk.
"But¡¡"
"Brothers, if you don't believe me, don't you even believe the palace master?" Ming Jing became serious.
How could the lord of the first palace treat his first disciple as a child's play?
The sword cultivators were silent. To be honest, they didn't believe it. Cheng Baimei, the palace master, appeared too suddenly. He didn't come out very often on weekdays. The only one who came forward when something happened was Mingjing. To put it bluntly, Mingjing was among the sword cultivators. The prestige in his heart may be higher than that of Cheng Baimei.
But these words can only be kept in the heart, and cannot be said outright. If he says it outright, Mingjing will definitely fall out. His respect and love for the palace master can be seen in person.
"Okay, just as you said, we'll see"
"As long as Mo Bu Le did anything to discredit Luoxia Palace, all of them would launch an impeachment against the first disciple and submit it directly to Master Chang Hua. They did not believe that Palace Master Cheng could still cover the sky with one hand.
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