Si Qingjiu didn't notice his reaction at all. He felt very guilty at the moment. He had already accepted him as his apprentice. What should he do now?

Chongjun noticed that his master seemed very quiet, so he sat up and asked carefully, "Master, what's wrong?"

"Ah, no, nothing." Si Qingjiu replied quickly, smiling a little bit.

Chongjun didn't know whether he believed it or not, and he held his master's hand, "Master, you promised me, I will remember it, and you can't regret it."

Si Qingjiu: "..."

He really wanted to go back on his word.

"Master." Zhong Jun tugged at his sleeve, spoke coquettishly, and leaned over, resting his chin on his shoulder, "Master, Master, did you promise me?"

The Master must not go back on his word. Even if he did, he would not agree.

Si Qingjiu felt a little itchy from being rubbed, and she felt even more reluctant. She couldn't bear to say no, so she quickly touched his head and said, "Yes, yes, I promised you. Don't worry, Master will never accept another disciple."

As for this promise, it was made after receiving the money, so it is not considered a breach of contract?

Yes, that's it.

Si Qingjiu felt aggrieved but he became stronger. He found an answer that he thought was correct and he no longer felt uneasy.

Chongjun was happy, and he put his arms around his master's waist, as if he was completely buried in his master's arms, but from a distance, you could see that it was his master who was held in his arms.

Si Qingjiu had no idea of ​​his little thoughts and patted him on the back, "Be good, let's go practice. You are not strong enough now, and you will be easily bullied if you go out."

"Okay, Master. I'll listen to you." Chongjun didn't waste any time. He hugged his master again and went to practice obediently.

His current strength is indeed very low, and he needs to recover to the level of his previous life as soon as possible.

I'll wait until I meet Di Chongjin again to deal with him.

And those who have ever plotted against Master, no one can escape.

Si Qingjiu felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the aura of his apprentice for a moment, but when he looked carefully, it seemed not to be the case.

Am I thinking too much?

Forget it, let’s practice first.

He is just at the edge of Spiritual Sainthood now. Only after he reaches Spiritual Sainthood can he condense his body. Then the strength of his physical body has to be slowly integrated, which is a huge project.

Si Qingjiu was just like that, while he was in meditation and practicing, he was pulled into the dream of his second disciple to teach him the skills.

He woke up to teach his eldest disciple the skills, and then they had a heart-to-heart talk to enhance the relationship between master and disciple.

Day after day, year after year, he didn't feel bored at all. He clearly... Oh, he had no memory of the past, but maybe he had been like this before.

To be honest, he never doubted the system from beginning to end.

Perhaps that's why he decided to listen to it, complete the task, and let nature take its course.

Sometimes you don’t have to be stubborn about something you don’t understand. Just keep going, and one day you will get the answer you want.

He's not in a hurry.

Ask Huazhen.

The town where Jiuling College is located.

It was originally called Jiuling Academy, but because of Jiuling Academy, the town gradually had more shops and more people, and some sects and families were stationed here.

It turns a small place into a flourishing town.

The dean of Jiuling College gave it a name, Wenhua.

Asking the flowers, asking the flowers in your heart, is also a disguised way of telling those who practice that they must not forget their original heart.

Always ask yourself where is that flower.

Now that the Jiuling Academy, which is held every three years, is recruiting students again, Wenhua Town is bustling with people, which is a spectacular sight.

Especially when a group of disciples dressed in sky blue clothes walked on the street, countless people gathered to watch.

Everyone knows that here, sky blue clothes are the school uniform of Jiuling College.

All students are required to wear school uniforms at school.

Even the teacher's disciples were the same, except that unlike the ordinary sky-blue clothes, they had different colored edgings embroidered on the hems.

Red represents the disciples of Lingsheng, gold represents the disciples of Lingzun, and blue represents the disciples of Lingjun.

Moreover, these three types can only be worn by the direct disciple.

Ordinary disciples do not have this treatment.

Coincidentally, the disciple leading the group that just passed by was wearing a school uniform with gold edges.

This shows that his teacher is a powerful spiritual being.

How outstanding it is to be favored by the great Lingzun and be worshipped as a teacher.

Everyone wants to see which gifted child is so lucky.

"Who is that?"

"You are so strong, it seems you have reached the level of Spirit King."

"Jiuling Academy is really amazing. All the disciples are so extraordinary."

"I know who that is, it's Jiu Ling

The ninth-ranked Wushuang Young Master, Di Chonghua, is currently at the early stage of Spirit King and should have broken through to the middle stage. He is a very talented genius. It is said that he was spotted by his master and accepted as his personal disciple before he even took part in the academy test. "

"Wow, that's amazing."

"Who is his master?"

"There seem to be six or seven Spirit Masters in the Nine Spirits Academy."

"Ah, the Nine Spirits Academy is truly unmatched. In the outside world, many families would scramble to recruit a Spirit Lord, with extremely high salaries. A Spirit Lord would receive even higher salaries, and could directly become a secret weapon. But my ancestor was just an ordinary teacher at the Nine Spirits Academy."

The people around heard this sigh and nodded in agreement.

Yes, Jiuling Academy is truly extraordinary.

The people in the two adjacent private rooms on the second floor not far away all laughed sarcastically at this.

"Heh...what's a Spirit Lord? He's just after the magic weapon so he can do something dirty." Chongjun's tone was cold. After growing up over the past few years, the childishness on his face had faded away, replaced by the sharpness of a young man, and he became more handsome and stern.

This is not the biggest change in him. The biggest change is that he used to be only up to Si Qingjiu's shoulders, but now he is half a head taller than him.

Si Qingjiu didn't understand this at all.

Just one.

Why are both of them like this?

That’s right, his second apprentice, who used to be skinny and small, is now tall and handsome, and is the most handsome guy when standing in the crowd.

Obviously, they eat the same thing.

Why is it that everyone seems to have taken hormones, except him who performs so steadily?

Si Qingjiu couldn't help but glance resentfully at the senior disciple opposite him. He looked very strong, with broad shoulders that gave people a sense of security, and was taller than him even when he was sitting. He felt upset.

When the two of them walked together, they were lucky enough not to be mistaken for the younger brother, let alone the older brother.

Chongjun noticed the gaze of his master and thought that his master was surprised by his behavior just now, so he quickly restrained himself and skillfully put on a flattering smile.

"Master, Master, tell me, who is more powerful, me or that Wushuang Young Master?"

"Of course it's you." Si Qingjiu answered without hesitation. His apprentice must be the best, no one can compare to him.

Chongjun immediately moved to sit next to his master, hugged his master and rubbed his hands happily: "Master is the best, I love Master the most."

Si Qingjiu has been used to him touching her from time to time over the years. After saying it a few times,

If the other party will do it again next time.

After so many times, he was too lazy to say it anymore.

"What you just said about the Spiritual Lord's dirty tricks, is it related to the time when you met me?" Si Qingjiu picked up the teacup and drank while looking out the window.

People below were still talking about Ling Zun and his disciple, Master Wushuang.

He knew that Mr. Wushuang was the enemy of his second disciple, so he listened more to understand more.

Chongjun's eyes became gloomy again, with a flash of blood in them. Fortunately, his master was not looking at him at this time. He took a deep breath, suppressed the surging violence, and spoke in a low tone.

"Many of them are not as kind as they appear. Master, don't be so selfless in saving people or giving away your skills. If someone comes to steal your things, don't be polite and just kill them."

His voice was very low, and the cruelty in it was suppressed in volume, making it difficult to hear clearly.

Si Qingjiu had given his eldest disciple countless instructions and felt helpless.

He has been going on since he was about to come out.

After he came out, he would talk about the last time from time to time, as if he was really a naive person who would be deceived.

Does he really look like the type that could be easily deceived?

He patted his hands clasped in front of his chest and said, "Alright, alright, Master knows. He won't save people or give away secret manuals so easily anymore."

Chongjun said nothing.

He knew his master's personality very well; he was a kind and beautiful person.

Even though he says he won't save anyone, if he really encounters one, he still won't have the heart to do it.

Just like himself, for example, that bastard Di Chongjin.

And the girlfriends and male friends of that bastard Di Chongjin are either jealous of the Master or see the Master as a rival in love, and some even covet the Master.

As expected of that bastard Di Chongjin, they are all worthless.

Di Chongjin is the worst person.

'Hoo-hoo! Hoo-hoo!'

Di Chongjin next door sneezed several times in a row, pinched his nose and frowned.

What's going on? Who is scolding him?

Oh, I don’t know if Master has arrived yet. Master said he would come too.

He originally wanted to go with his master, but his master didn't tell him the location.

Oh, yes, there is also the eldest senior brother.

I don't know if his senior brother is easy to get along with. My master said that he is innocent and simple, loves to laugh and is lively. He is also very soft-hearted, but a little worrying.

It sounds like the eldest brother is quite kind. He should have a lot in common with the eldest brother.

The topic is that they will probably get along very well.

I just don't know when I can see it.

As for what the master said, that my eldest and second disciples are the most outstanding and handsome men in the world, and that he would be able to recognize the eldest brother at first sight, he really thought he could believe it.

After all, he is indeed very handsome and full of charm.

Along the way, many people threw themselves into his arms.

Both men and women have it.

However, with his master as a shining example, he felt that those people were very ordinary. Even among them was Fairy He Yun, who was known as the most beautiful woman in Jiuling Academy, he felt that she was not even one point as beautiful as his master.

Alas, as expected, when people are young, they should not meet someone who is too stunning, otherwise they will easily make comparisons subconsciously.

If you compare the two, you will find that it is horrible.

Master is so beautiful.

Si Qingjiu kept touching his nose. Was his second disciple talking about him?

Could it be that the other party has arrived too?

But he had looked around before and didn't find any familiar scent.

Si Qingjiu didn't know that some of the treasures he gave to the other party would be used directly by the other party.

In particular, there is one that hides its strength and aura, a treasure that even immortals can hide.

It is a semi-artifact.

Of course, Si Qingjiu was also very fair. He gave such a treasure to his second disciple, so the eldest disciple must have one as well.

So he gave his eldest disciple a magical weapon.

One for each person, absolutely fair.

"The Jiuling Academy test has begun, everyone hurry up and go."

Si Qingjiu was just thinking when he heard excited shouting from below. He looked at his eldest disciple who was still leaning on him and nudged him with his elbow: "The test has begun, go ahead."

"No, wait a minute, there are too many people here, Master, please bless me." Chongjun held her tightly and pushed her into his arms, burying her face in his neck.

Si Qingjiu only felt the warm breath spraying on the exposed skin of his neck, which felt hot, itchy, and numb.

He coughed lightly and reached out to move the other person's head away, "I wish you to get first place, stop making trouble and go."

Chong-Jun let go as his master's strength allowed, feeling very sorry.

But he was not in a hurry. He couldn't let his master find out something was wrong so quickly, otherwise what if he ran away?

He can't beat his master now.

In fact, with Chongjun's current strength

, you don’t necessarily have to go to Jiuling College.

It’s just that Jiuling Academy has the largest and most comprehensive library in the entire continent, which is a huge building.

There is everything in it, formations, elixirs, talismans, secret techniques, forbidden techniques, etc.

He wanted to learn alchemy and also wanted the formations inside.

Di Chongjin had almost the same idea. He wanted to enter the library of Jiuling Academy and also to avenge himself.

He started from Jiuling Academy, so he will end here.

Under Chongjun's nonsense, Si Qingjiu arrived at the gate of Jiuling College two hours later and found that there were still many people queuing up waiting to go on stage.

The first level of Jiuling Academy is very simple and crude.

Only those who have reached the spiritual master level and passed the assessment are eligible to proceed to the next level of student assessment.

In other words, when the Jiuling Academy determines whether you are a spiritual master, it will also test your qualifications. If your qualifications are not good, even if you have reached the level of a spiritual master, you may not be able to continue to participate in the subsequent trials.

There are only two levels in Jiuling Academy.

But neither of these two levels is easy to pass.

Si Qingjiu looked up and saw that the person standing at the testing table to supervise the exam was the peerless young master whom she had met before.

Sitting on the mentor's seat not far away were three people he didn't know, all of whom were at the level of Spirit Lord in terms of strength.

I think the first level is not taken so seriously.

People in front came and went, some cheered happily, some were dejected, some collapsed and screamed, and some had tears in their eyes. It really was a glimpse of all kinds of life in one day.

Another hour passed, and there were not many people in line, but more and more people were watching.

Chongjun pulled his master towards the team.

Si Qingjiu was pulled over without warning and was somewhat speechless: "I'm not participating, why did you pull me here?"

"I don't want to be so far away from Master, so please just consider it as accompanying me, okay?" Chongjun lowered his head and whispered in his ear with a pleading tone.

What else could Si Qingjiu say? He was his own apprentice, so he could only pamper him.

Soon, it was their turn.

Si Qingjiu pulled his disciples onto the stage.

When Di Chonghua saw the two people coming up, a hint of suspicion flashed across his eyes, but he smiled and said, "Sorry, I can only test one at a time."

"I won't test it." Si Qingjiu replied calmly, pushing Chongjun forward.

Chongjun did not delay and directly placed his hand on the spirit crystal stone used for testing.

Di Chonghua was about to say something when he was suddenly

A brilliant purple light stopped the town in its tracks.

Late stage of Spirit King!

Higher level than him.

His face turned ugly, but soon calmed down.

"Congratulations to this junior brother for passing the first level. Please leave your name on the list over there."

Chongjun pulled his master towards the seats of the three teachers and wrote his name on the list handed to him.

When he was registering, a teacher had already passed the news to the school.

He is less than twenty years old and is in the late stage of Spirit King. Even in their Nine Spirit Academy, he is a genius among geniuses.

He can be said to be the youngest Spirit King. If trained properly, he might be able to reach the level of Spirit Lord at the age of twenty.

No one would not be attracted by such talent and potential.

Those who were watching were also amazed. The late Spirit King was truly too powerful.

It’s worthy of being the Jiuling Academy, all kinds of evil are brought out.

When Di Chongjin slowly came over, he heard the news about the late Spirit King and was very surprised.

Who is this? He is as powerful as him.

Not even twenty yet.

Could it be the eldest senior brother?

The master said that he and the eldest senior brother’s talents are rare in the world and are definitely unique.

See you later.

Di Chongjin looked at his half-brother who looked like a gentle young man on the stage, touched the mask on his face, and smiled sinisterly.

There is a long way to go, and I will pay you back double what you owe me.

He suppressed the anger in his eyes and walked up the stairs.

Di Chonghua was somewhat dissatisfied when he saw a masked man coming up. Why were there so many strange-looking people today? Did they all want to attract attention?

Today should have been his home court, so he became even more famous.

At the age of twenty-five, he was in the middle stage of Spirit King and was considered a top-notch genius in the Nine Spirits Academy.

But who would have thought that someone even more outrageous would come forward. The more Di Chonghua thought about it, the worse his mood became, and the more unfriendly his eyes became when he looked at Di Chongjin.

I kept telling myself to be patient. This happened in public and it wouldn't be too late to deal with them later.

How could Di Chongjin not sense the other party's hostility? He sneered in his heart and started the test directly without even looking at him.

The dazzling purple light shot up into the sky again, startling everyone present.

Another late Spirit King.

Di Chonghua's face turned completely black and he even forgot to speak.

Di Chongjin didn't need his congratulations and walked straight to the teacher's seat with a smile on his face.

Si Qingjiu and Chong Jun, who were just huddled together and whispering, did not pay attention to the stage. They waited until the purple light appeared before coming out. They wanted to see which genius it was and stopped at the same time.

Di Chongjin!

Second apprentice!

The person walking seemed to sense it and turned his head to look. !