Chapter 14 Chapter 14 I want to become your disciple!
In the quaint temple, Qibao was not here to become a disciple, so he was not allowed to enter the temple and therefore waited outside.
In addition to Jiang Yan, there were several other people in the hall who came to become disciples.
They were originally going to have to wait until the final deadline to be interviewed together, but now because of Jiang Yan, Yan Yushan thought about her master's temperament and thought it would be easier to interview them all together, so she called everyone over.
Everyone sat on both sides.
Yan Yushan went to invite He Huan Zhenren, and came back after a while, saying with a wry smile: "Please wait a moment, Master will be here soon."
Naturally, no one dared to object.
Jiang Yan also nodded in agreement.
He spoke very little and hardly touched the tea on the table. He just sat upright on the armchair with his back straight, his sword placed on the small table to his right.
Jiang Xianjun had a beautiful appearance and outstanding temperament, like a fairy in a painting. When he was silent and solemn, there was a hint of holiness between his brows.
Most of the people who come to become disciples of the Hehuan Sect have good looks, but there are few people in the world who are beautiful yet not vulgar, and as cool and pure as jade.
Many people glanced at him secretly.
Jiang Yan resisted the urge to put on his hood, lowered his eyes and pretended to be ignorant, with an indifferent expression.
After a while, He Huan Zhenren still didn't come. Jiang Yan was calm and composed, but the others were restless and started to discuss.
The junior fellow student who was in charge of registration outside the gate with Yan Yushan was named Fan Yang.
Fan Yang poked his sister's arm and asked quietly, "Why hasn't Master come yet? Is he trying to show off his power to the newbie?"
Yan Yushan immediately scolded: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Maybe beauties have privileges.
There were many people who wanted to become her disciples. Yan Yushan was not afraid of being heard by others, but she subconsciously glanced at Jiang Yan who was sitting opposite her.
The young man was sipping his tea with his head down, and the few strands of black hair hanging down by his temples blocked his expression, making it difficult to see clearly.
The hall was spacious, and other people were whispering to each other. There were constant rustling sounds in the hall, and it was impossible to tell whether Jiang Yan heard it or not.
She spoke to her junior fellow apprentice so quietly, almost in a whisper, that he probably couldn't hear her.
It's not easy to put up a soundproof barrier, otherwise wouldn't it be like sticking the words "there's a ghost" and "I'm hiding something from you" right in your face?
Yan Yushan retracted her gaze, lowered her voice, and whispered to her junior brother.
She warned, "Master is not the kind of person who would torture his disciples. This beautiful and elegant Immortal Lord may very well be our junior disciple in the future. Don't mislead him, or he will have a rift with Master before he even enters the sect."
Fan Yang quickly apologized: "I said the wrong thing. But... why hasn't Master come yet? Senior Sister, didn't you go and call him?"
Jiang Yan lowered his eyes slightly and listened to them in silence.
Thanks to his half-elf blood and childhood hunting training in the forest, Jiang Yan's hearing is far more acute than that of ordinary people.
He can even capture the sound of a butterfly flapping its wings and can even tell what kind of sound it is.
For Jiang Yan, it was a simple matter to hear the conversation between Yan Yushan and Fan Yang amidst the whispers.
Normally, he would refrain from listening to other people's private affairs and corners unless he wanted to gather intelligence.
At this time, two cups of tea had passed since we sat down.
Jiang Yan really wanted to know why Master Hehuan was delayed.
Don't you want to accept a disciple? But the deadline has not yet arrived.
Jiang Yan continued to sip his tea with his head down, and only heard Yan Yushan sighing deeply, the tone of her voice seemed hard to describe.
"Junior brother, you don't know. I went to call him, but the master was still sleeping. After I called him three times, he finally woke up a little. He asked me through the screen why I disturbed his sweet sleep so early in the morning." Yan Yusan said with a sad face.
Jiang Yan turned his head and glanced at the sky through the glazed window of the hall, feeling very puzzled.
Is it still early in the morning when the sun is high in the sky?
Fan Yang asked: "Although Master is usually a little lazy, the sect's recruitment of disciples is a serious matter. He was very serious in the past few days. Why is he so serious today——"
Jiang Yan pricked up his ears to listen to the gossip.
Yan Yushan whispered more and more quietly: "The second in command of Lingyu Sect came to see Master last night to practice dual cultivation."
Fan Yang understood instantly: "Ah!"
I see.
It seems that Master doesn’t want to get up, but he can’t get up.
Jiang Yan also suddenly realized: Oh!
I see.
It seems that dual cultivation is a very difficult practice. After practicing in a trance for a night, one will feel extremely tired the next day.
Lingyu Sect... Isn't this the very wealthy sect that Gu Jingyun mentioned?
Thinking of this, Jiang Yan’s thoughts drifted away a little.
I don’t know where he went back to, whether he went directly to Jianzong or returned to Feng’an City.
Was the journey smooth and safe? Did you take the medicine according to the dosage? Have the allergy symptoms improved?
Jiang Yan was daydreaming as the two senior sisters and brothers opposite him became more and more excited about gossip.
Fan Yang asked, "Didn't the Second In Command say that he couldn't make it in time because of something?"
Yan Yushan uttered a "huh", "Because the great elder of the Gantian Sect is here, he is in a hurry to come over and drive them away."
Fan Yang: "Master, have you ever practiced dual cultivation with the Great Elder?"
Yan Yushan nodded: "Ex-ex."
Fan Yang asked in confusion: "Then who was the person that Master drove out on the second day after we arrived in Jizhou City?"
Yan Yushan: "The leader of the Fenglei Sect is jealous. Master couldn't stand it anymore and broke up with him in anger. He is already his ex."
Fan Yang: "Hiss...wait, that's not right, Senior Sister. Two years ago you told me that the second leader of Lingyu Sect was Master's predecessor! Why are you telling me the same thing again now?"
Yan Yushan: "Our master has many predecessors." After saying that, she guessed, "Maybe today is the current one? After all, the master is willing to practice dual cultivation with him."
Fan Yang: “…”
Yan Yushan: "What's that expression on your face? We are the Hehuan Sect! Why, don't you have many ex-partners with whom you practiced dual cultivation?"
Fan Yang coughed, "A lot, quite a lot. Senior Sister, how do you know so much?"
Yan Yushan lifted her hair, raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said mysteriously:
"The second-in-command of the Lingyu Sect, the eldest disciple, is my current student. He told me secretly."
Fan Yang was silent for a long time, and said weakly: "We are worthy of being the Hehuan Sect..." The relationship is quite complicated.
Jiang Yan listened to the whole thing, his brows furrowed and his expression solemn.
What are these ex, ex-ex, and ex-ex-ex?
Isn't it just a dual cultivation? Why are there so many tasks?
Does he have to change? He may not even be able to find someone who can practice dual cultivation.
After all, it is an unfamiliar martial art that is time-consuming and laborious to practice, and one must swear to keep its secret.
I’m already exhausted from practicing on my own, who would be so dissolute as to help you?
Jiang Yan sighed imperceptibly.
Alas, dual cultivation is so difficult.
Yan Yushan seemed to notice Jiang Yan's sad expression and misunderstood. She stood up from her chair and turned to her junior brother and said, "I'll go and call him again. Maybe Master has fallen asleep again."
Fan Yang nodded repeatedly: "Go quickly. Remember not to force your way in, lest the Second in Command is still inside and bump into them."
Yan Yushan responded and hurried out of the hall. As soon as her hand touched the door handle, the door was slowly pushed open from the other side.
"Master!" Yan Yushan said in surprise, "You are finally here!"
Everyone in the hall shut up and stood up to greet him.
Jiang Yan also put down his teacup, stood up quickly, and straightened the hem of his clothes, wanting to leave a good impression on the real person.
Being able to find so many partners for dual cultivation, He Huan Zhenren must be a very powerful person. He must seize the opportunity to become their disciple and study hard.
He Huan Zhenren also looked extraordinary, with waist-length white hair casually fixed with a white jade hairpin, handsome appearance, and excellent figure.
When Master Hehuan arrived, he went straight to the main seat. Yan Yushan brought him a cushion. He took it and sat down on the cushion, leaning against the armrest as if he had no bones.
The collar of the clothes that was hastily put on was not very secure and opened a little during the movement. Jiang Yan vaguely saw a few red spots on Master Hehuan's neck, but Master Hehuan reacted quickly and closed his clothes, so he did not see clearly.
Ah, could it be a mosquito bite?
Jiang Yan thought, when one's cultivation level is high, ordinary insects and ants dare not approach, how can a real person be bitten? Could it be that the insects and ants here are so powerful that they dare to bite even immortal cultivators?
Master Hehuan looked very tired and spoke lazily.
"Are all of them going to join the Hehuan Sect?"
Yan Yushan responded obediently: "Yes, Master."
He Huan Zhenren yawned and said, "Well, start from the order of registration and sign up one by one."
Fan Yang was directing everyone to line up, and Master Hehuan took the opportunity to pull Yan Yushan, who bent down and put his ear close to him.
He Huan Zhenren quietly pointed in a certain direction: "The cold and beautiful woman you mentioned, is that him?"
Yan Yushan looked in the direction he was pointing.
The handsome young man stood at the end of the team, holding a sword in his hand, his posture calm and composed.
All those who came to sign up were good-looking people, but as soon as he appeared, no matter where he stood, he was the focus of everyone's attention, and the rest of the people became supporting roles.
Zhenren Hehuan nodded secretly: "She is indeed a beauty!" If he were to accept her as his disciple, she would be a delight to the eyes just by looking at her.
Yan Yushan asked: "Master, are you going to accept a disciple today? Or are you going to take them all back to the Huan Sect and hand them over to other elders?"
He Huan Zhenren waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about it later. It depends on the qualifications. If it doesn't suit my taste, I don't want any of them."
Yan Yushan nodded, and seeing that the time for everyone to think was almost up, she clapped her hands and asked them to come forward one by one and say their names.
The team was not long, with only about ten people in total. He Huan Zhenren would symbolically ask each person, "What is your purpose in coming to the He Huan Sect? What do you want to gain?"
Most of the fellow disciples were rather reserved and spoke in euphemistic terms. Some said that they practiced Taoism for immortality, some said that they practiced Taoism for ascension, and some vaguely said that they practiced Taoism for becoming stronger.
Only when it was Jiang Yan's turn, he said in a loud voice: "I want to become your disciple! I want to learn how to master dual cultivation!"
The hall was empty, and when someone spoke, others would shut up and listen as a courtesy.
So much so that Jiang Yan's sonorous and powerful words "dual cultivation" were like the echo of a valley, continuous and endless.
The whole audience fell silent for a moment.
Everyone was shocked.
Fan Yang and Yan Yushan both gasped!
The new junior is so bold, so ambitious, so...
It’s so suitable for the Hehuan Sect!
Yan Yushan immediately turned to look at her master.
As expected, Master’s eyes lit up and his lazy waist straightened up!
Such a beauty, and such great ambition.
He Huan Zhenren slapped the armrest vigorously and exclaimed: "Good! Good! Good!"
He was extremely excited:
——There is hope for the inheritance of the master's school!
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