All the abbots have taken their seats and are looking at the abbots of each lineage above.

The young men and boys below had their eyes full of anticipation.

As the people of the Great Wilderness, cultivating immortals is the lifelong dream of everyone, and they look forward to one day being able to truly become immortals.

"Master, please help us..."

In the quiet hall, a young man walked out from the crowd, knelt on the ground, and cried bitterly.

Led by him, the others also walked out one after another, praying Meng Tianzheng to make the decision for them.

After all, they had just experienced a disaster in which their families were torn apart and their loved ones died, and everyone was in great pain.

The young man was crying in grief, his emotions out of control, and he even revealed a hint of charm unconsciously.

It is hidden between the eyebrows, and you can’t see it if you don’t pay attention.

When the leaders above saw this scene, their eyes suddenly lit up, as if they had found a rough jade, and they were very jealous...

"Oh, poor children, you should get up first."

Good old man Meng Tianzheng sighed. He spent a whole day investigating the matter of the ferocious beast riot at the foot of the mountain but could not find any clues.

The heads of each clan were called over just to discuss the future of these orphans.

"I already know about your affairs! Don't worry, this incident happened at the foot of the Butian Sect mountain, we will definitely investigate it thoroughly."

After saying this, he turned around and looked at the heads of the various sects behind him, and continued: "But don't be anxious, it will take some time to find out the truth of this matter.

You can stay in the mountain to practice first. If there is any news in the future, I will let you know."

In the crowd, Lin Qingzhu burst into tears and felt heartbroken when she heard Meng Tianzheng's nice words.

When I think of the scene before my parents died, I feel sad and angry.

She wanted to become stronger, she wanted revenge, but she knew in her heart that few of those leaders standing at the top would really help her.

If you want revenge, you can only rely on yourself.

Now there is only one path left for her, to become a disciple, learn skills, and then take revenge when she is strong enough.

"Fellow disciples, what do you think?"

Having said that, Meng Tianzheng looked at the heads of various sects behind him.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the next stage is for the leaders of each sect to select their disciples.

Those with good talents and qualifications will be picked up in advance, or even fought over.

Those with poor qualifications have almost no chance of being selected, and can only become menial disciples and start from the bottom.

Before coming, Liu Qingfeng had already introduced them. They all knew very well and were looking forward to whether these leaders would choose them.

"Haha, Master Brother, since you've spoken, I won't be polite."

Qi Wuhui walked out first and took a liking to the first young man who walked out.

Seeing Qi Wuhui heading straight for the young man, Yang Wudi, the head of the Sword Testing Peak, could no longer sit still.

He dragged his fat body out, and before Qi Wuhui could speak, he said, "Master, I think this child and I have a destiny, why not let him become my disciple."

When everyone heard this, they rolled their eyes. He had used this trick so many times that no one would buy into it.

"Junior Brother Yang, this is what I saw first!"

Qi Wuhui said dissatisfiedly.

"If you choose it first, it will be yours? What kind of logic is this?"

"you……"

"What? How about we go out and practice alone?"

"Practice alone if you want, am I afraid of you?"

Qi Wuhui also has a bad temper. In the entire mountain sect, apart from the head master, there is also the dead Xuantian Zhenren. He is not afraid of anyone.

The two men almost came to blows over a young boy.

The other leaders knew they couldn't compete with them, so they had to settle for second best and choose other decent ones.

Although the qualifications are poor, those who are barely usable are selected.

Before they knew it, those who were not chosen were standing helplessly in the hall.

Among them is Lin Qingzhu.

She didn't know what was wrong with her and why no one picked her.

I felt very unwilling and ashamed, and clenched my fists.

The slap of reality slapped her hard in the face, and her fantasy of becoming stronger was finally shattered.

Now that no one has chosen her, she has only one option left, which is to start as a menial disciple.

However, no one chose her, which also meant that her qualifications were very poor. How could it be easy for her to start as a menial disciple?

When she was in despair, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

It was like a ray of dawn in the desperate darkness. Lin Qingzhu was extremely surprised. When he looked up, he found that it was the young leader who was sitting in the corner just now.

"Would you like to be my disciple?"

Ye Qiu said in a calm tone.

"I am willing. Disciple Lin Qingzhu pays homage to Master..."

At this moment, Lin Qingzhu didn't dare to hesitate at all and knelt down to pay his respects to his master.

In this extremely embarrassing situation, it was Ye Qiu who gave her the last bit of dignity.

It also gave her the last glimmer of hope that as long as she could become his disciple, she would have a chance to take revenge.

Although the other party looks young and his strength is unknown, he is at least a chief disciple. If I don't become his disciple now, when will I become his disciple?

"Well, follow me."

Ye Qiu said this lightly and left the hall first.

Lin Qingzhu hurriedly followed, and before she left, she heard a sarcastic voice.

That was Qi Wuhui's voice.

"Haha, a useless master accepts a useless disciple. What a powerful combination."

"There's a saying that goes, 'Birds of a feather flock together.' It's really true."

"It's a pity that the thousand-year heritage of Zixia Peak will be destroyed in the hands of these two mediocre people."

Hearing these words, Lin Qingzhu was very confused. Ye Qiu was walking in front of her and could feel her inner reaction.

After walking for a while, he suddenly stopped.

"Master?"

Lin Qingzhu was stunned for a moment and shouted subconsciously.

Ye Qiu looked back at her and said, "You heard what I said just now, what do you think?"

Lin Qingzhu hesitated for a moment. At this moment, she was very confused and angry.

Why did Qi Wuhui slander them both as master and disciple?

Even though I had just become his disciple, I had already accepted this master in my heart.

No matter how strong the other party is, he is her master, the master who gave her the last bit of dignity when she was extremely embarrassed.

She can say whatever others say about her, but she won’t agree if someone calls her master.

“Master, I don’t understand any great principles, but I know one thing: once you are my teacher, you are my father for life.

When no one was willing to accept Qingzhu as a disciple, it was the master who gave Qingzhu hope.

Qingzhu will spend his entire life protecting Master's reputation and not bringing shame to Master, even if it means eternal damnation."

"Master, don't worry! I will work hard. One day, I will prove to them that Master is not a mediocre person, and I am not a waste..."

Lin Qingzhu said coldly, clenching his fists.

Hearing this, Ye Qiu felt very relieved.

Yes, it was not in vain that I accepted this disciple.

She really does it when something happens.

Just now in the hall, he had been observing secretly and did not compete with those people for the disciple.

Because he knew that he would definitely not win the competition, so he simply chose from those who were not chosen in the end.

Often at this time, the person who was not chosen must be extremely disappointed, and you just happened to choose her.

In her heart, any normal person would be extremely grateful, and would almost give themselves to him.

"Very good! Let's go..."

Ye Qiu didn't explain much. He casually summoned the Zixia Sword, grabbed Lin Qingzhu's hand, and flew towards Zixia Peak.