As a pet lover, I strongly condemn Cheng Feng Zong.
"No," I declined decisively. Becoming a disciple is not something that can be taken lightly, so I'd better wait and see.
"Why? Even if you don't join Bishui, Chengfeng Sect is still a good choice." When he mentioned this, he talked incessantly like a chatterbox.
I give up.
How can this person have a cold facial expression but keep talking nonstop?
Where should I go and what does it have to do with him?
I asked directly: "Do you like spirit animals?
He was stunned for a moment and looked at me: "Isn't that thing... a material for refining weapons?"
After saying this, he looked calm and gave another self-reflection, "If they are ancient spiritual beasts or high-grade ones, they can be collected and used. Those with undeveloped intelligence should be skinned and their tendons taken out to be refined into magical instruments."
I:"……"
No, who asked you these?
I couldn't listen to the passionate speech afterwards, so I interrupted him and raised my hand to say, "Goodbye, I decided to become Master Mingzong."
In a place like Chengfeng Sect where people who hate pets gather, I am afraid that there is not a single spiritual beast to be seen within a hundred miles of Chengfeng Sect.
I have a conflict with them.
After excluding three sects, there is almost no need to compare the remaining Changming Sect and Yueqing Sect. These are sects dominated by the practice of talismans. The sect leader Yun Hen is strict in disciplining his disciples, while Qin Fanfan is the opposite.
My wish is to be a savage without anyone to discipline me.
He obviously didn't expect me to be so self-degrading. He raised his voice and said, "That sect has no order at all. Are you sure?"
I looked at him and didn't expect that this man, who looked so cold, actually had the habit of preaching to others.
"Sure."
I reiterated, "That is the sect I have been thinking about. Farewell."
After saying that, I turned and left.
When I left in style, I never expected that
The water in my brain today,
These are the tears I will shed in the future.
For three whole years after I joined the sect, I thought about it all the time, every day.
If only that day, I accepted Qin Huai’s invitation.
On the second day after I joined the sect, an old man in gray clothes waved his sleeves and took me away, saying that he would be in charge of my courses from now on.
For three whole years, he had neither eaten nor drunk anything, relying on pills to hang on to his last breath, while being pressed on a cushion by Elder Zhao to listen to his lectures.
I begged and pleaded with Elder Zhao to let me go home.
Elder Zhao said nothing and just kept on preaching.
I cried.
But that's it.
Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. I can only look to Mingxuan next door for some psychological comfort.
Seeing that Mingxuan, this trash, is still so weak, I feel relieved.
Every time he attended the elder's Dharma class, his eyes would roll around in circles, and he looked like a man who was devastated by life.
I was relatively lucky. The only elder who taught me was Elder Zhao, who would occasionally go to teach the inner disciples. Compared to Mingxuan, I had some freedom.
"How was the class?"
I asked casually that day.
"It's very confusing." Ming Xuan scratched his hair, "He's involved in too many fields, which are not suitable for me."
The early generation of powerful people like Xie Chuxue wandered around various secret realms, killed a lot of people, and tried everything, so they were very diverse and not suitable for children of aristocratic families like Mingxuan.
In the earliest days of the sects, they were not as sanctimonious as they are now. Everyone had their own reasons and just made a few random remarks. When they saw that they could not win the argument, a group of people picked up their magic weapons and swords and started fighting.
When he got older, he restrained his temper and taught his disciples seriously to cultivate their morals and not to conflict with others at will.
Well, you guys used to kill people and steal treasures in the early days, but in our generation you have to learn to be polite and behave well.
I was speechless. "If it doesn't work, then don't take his class."
Ming Xuan was silent for a moment, "But..."
But he came here to make a breakthrough as soon as possible. He did not learn from his elders but taught himself. He did not have the confidence that he could make a breakthrough in a short period of time.
I immediately understood his concerns and quickly said, "Then you can try to talk to your uncle and ask him to help you customize the mental method."
"And Uncle Shi still likes you very much."
This is the only way I can comfort him.
"Really?" He said calmly, "That's because there's no one else. The dogs that our sect master raises are all male."
Speaking of this, Mingxuan gritted his teeth again. He thought he came to Chang Mingzong to relax, but he didn't expect to receive one-on-one lessons.
I was silent.
I also found that the more I comforted Mingxuan, the more withdrawn he became.
Obviously I don't have the ability to be a psychological counselor.
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When you have nothing to do, it is very interesting to observe the species diversity in the sect.
For example, the junior brother who just got started is quite interesting.
That day, the junior uncle brought the man to us. I observed him for a moment. Although I was not good at deduction, I still had some basic knowledge of physiognomy.
This junior fellow apprentice is extremely gifted and has a strong purple aura. Even if he doesn't practice, he will have the potential to become an emperor in the future.
As a result, the good Ziwei Star was tricked by the junior master uncle and was cut off from the mortal world.
Junior Master is so immoral.
I despise him from the bottom of my heart.
Xie Chuxue brought it to the two of us for the purpose of showing off.
The moment the other party drew the energy into his body, I felt no ripples in my heart, but Mingxuan was actually torn apart.
Later, he was always lukewarm towards this junior brother. Mu Chongxi was straightforward and could sense Mingxuan's coldness towards him, so he called him the dark man.
He also told me in secret that Mingxuan was a gorgeous, poisonous, and gloomy mushroom.
I laughed so hard and gave a thumbs up to his magical metaphor.
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