Chapter 39039 Do you really want to take me as your master?
Lu Qingqing was confused at this moment.
She originally thought that a novice in alchemy like her would be despised by the great masters of the Yunmiao Sect, and would be kicked around like a ball. After a lot of trouble, she was finally accepted as a disciple by a less fortunate master, thus starting her embarrassing career as an alchemist.
But now tell her that she can choose her own master?
And he was choosing a master from among three great masters in the Spiritualization Stage?
Could it be that we are still in the Shura Secret Realm, and this scene is an illusion created by some high-level magical beast?
Thinking of this, Lu Qingqing subconsciously pinched her arm hard.
The blow was so harsh that she almost jumped up in pain.
Qian Peng laughed heartily. "You are quite amusing, girl. You have already arrived at Yunmiao Sect and still can't believe your eyes? Let me tell you, everything is true. Among the three of us, you can choose the one who you like to be your master."
Ji Haozhi had a kind face and a gentle tone, and he also said, "Qingqing, if I ask you to choose, then choose."
Lu Qingqing took a deep breath.
Goodness, she really encountered such a miraculous thing that happened in the world.
In that case, she won't be polite.
She first bowed deeply to the three mighty men, and then raised her head.
Ever since she entered the Yunmiao Sect's territory, she had been overwhelmed by the overwhelming spiritual energy and magnificent scenery, leaving her mind agitated and dizzy. She even dared not look directly at the three candidates for the master.
Until now, she seemed to have just woken up from her dream.
Ji Haozhi, who was sitting on the left side of the upper seat, was in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. He was upright and clear-headed, with an air of an immortal.
Qian Peng, who was sitting next to Ji Haozhi, was in the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. He had a kind face and a generous personality, which could be seen from their conversation.
And the person sitting in the first seat on the left is the most handsome man in the world of cultivation: Feng Yingheng.
He was dressed in black clothes with wide sleeves and a jade crown on his head. He sat in a chair with his eyes lowered, playing with a string of jade beads.
He was indeed as handsome and unparalleled as the rumors said, with an untainted temperament, like a banished immortal. It was the first time Lu Qingqing had seen such a good-looking man, and she didn't even know how to describe his good looks.
Moreover, the cultivation level of this handsome man has reached the third level of the late stage of the Spirit Transformation, and he is only one step away from the fusion.
The path to immortality is long and arduous. The higher one's cultivation level, the harder it is to advance. The gap between one level is truly a chasm. Master Feng is so much stronger than his two brothers, no wonder people call him the second greatest genius of the Yunmiao Sect since its founder.
But what attracted Lu Qingqing's attention more was the favorability of Master Feng towards her.
The value bars are gray.
The favorability of Master Ji and Master Qian is both 20, but this handsome man can't actually read the favorability.
Lu Qingqing's eyes suddenly lit up.
At this moment, Feng Yingheng suddenly raised his eyes.
Those beautiful eyes narrowed, revealing an unfathomable light.
"Master Feng." Lu Qingqing looked at those eyes and spoke faster than her mind, "Why do you look familiar?"
I'm not lying, it seems like I've never seen these eyes before, but the look in them seems familiar.
Feng Yingheng glanced at her and said in a calm tone, "Stop trying to get close to me."
...This tone is even more familiar!
Why does it look so familiar?
As the question arose, some hidden and complex emotions were aroused. However, my brain suddenly short-circuited, as if covered by a veil, blurry and yet ready to burst out.
"Qingqing, don't mind it. Xiaoheng is just like that." Ji Haozhi's words brought Lu Qingqing back to her senses. "You'll understand once you get to know him better."
Qian Peng also said: "That's right, don't be scared by Xiao Heng's ugly face, he is actually a kind person."
Feng Yingheng: ...
Lu Qingqing wondered how she could be scared. She was so happy that she didn't even have time to express it.
A man who is so cold, unpretentious, has no interest in her and has great abilities is naturally the best choice to be her apprentice!
So she saluted Feng Yingheng without hesitation, "Junior Lu Qingqing, I wish to take Master Feng as my master, respect him, and practice diligently. I hope Master Feng will grant me this blessing."
Feng Yingheng was stunned at first.
There was a crack on that handsome face that seemed to be unaffected by anything.
Then he asked, "Do you really want to take me as your master?"
Lu Qingqing said solemnly, "It is absolutely true. Please accept me as your disciple."
"Oh no." Qian Peng said with a mixture of regret and happiness, "It seems that my senior brother and I can only wait for the next talent recruitment meeting."
"I already have three disciples, so it's okay if I don't accept one." Ji Haozhi laughed happily and looked at Feng Yingheng, "This is fate, and it can't be stopped. Xiaoheng, accept Qingqing as your disciple."
Feng Yingheng was silent for a while.
Lu Qingqing felt a gaze scrutinizing her. The other person didn't exert any pressure, but seemed to see through her heart, piercing her soul.
She could only try her best to empty her mind and body and accept the inspection of her future master.
After a while, she heard two words that sounded light yet heavy.
"Okay."
"Thank you Master Feng for your help." Lu Qingqing understood the rules and could not change her words until she had completed the ceremony of becoming a disciple.
She bowed and said, "I will work hard and make progress, and live up to my master's teachings."
Feng Yingheng looked at her, his eyes moved slightly, then quickly subsided.
Finally he nodded slightly.
"Sit down."
"yes."
When Lu Qingqing turned around, a barely audible sigh floated into her ears, making the skin on the back of her neck slightly itchy.
...Is it so difficult for this genius to accept her as his disciple?
Suddenly I remembered the little spirit beast in the Shura Secret Realm, which also sighed like this.
The helplessness and emotion in it sound exactly the same.
That's not right. Why is a genius cultivator so similar to a furry sigh? Is this scientific?
Speaking of Maomao, I wonder where it is now, how it is doing, and whether it has forgotten her completely.
"You can stay at Xiongqi Peak for the next two days. I'll ask Master when he'll be back." Ji Haozhi interrupted Lu Qingqing's wandering thoughts. "When the Sect Master returns, we'll have the formal apprenticeship ceremony."
Lu Qingqing naturally agreed.
She looked up at her future master, who was staring straight ahead with a somewhat vague gaze, which added a touch of inexplicable... cuteness to his handsome face.
The handsome man like the bright moon in the sky suddenly became down-to-earth.
It was clearly the first time she met Feng Yingheng, but she felt no strangeness or fear towards him at all. Not only did she not feel that he was out of her reach, she even felt a sense of intimacy with him.
What's going on?
But the next second, Lu Qingqing was instantly scared when she met Feng Yingheng's gaze that came at her without warning.
She showed her future master the most innocent smile, using all her life's acting skills.
"..." Feng Yingheng put his fist to his lips and coughed, his brows slightly furrowed. "You have no foundation in pharmacy. Stay at Xiongqi Peak for the next few days and read some pharmacopoeia and medical theories. Don't waste your time."
"I understand." Lu Qingqing agreed obediently and didn't dare to smile playfully anymore.
Feng Yingheng looked at his disciple's eyes, which were still rolling around even though he had lowered his head, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Was he out of his mind? He had lived a carefree life for so many years, but at the critical moment of breaking through, he got himself into big trouble.
…
Fenglan Courtyard is where Xiongqi Peak uses to entertain guests, and now only Lu Qingqing lives there.
The courtyard is quiet and peaceful, with pines and bamboos planted in it, making it look like a fairyland in the misty spiritual energy.
She chose a room on the second floor. When she opened the window, she could see the Yunmiao Sect's rugged peaks reaching up to the sky, shrouded in clouds and mist, and the magnificent sight of disciples flying around in various vehicles.
There were forbidden barriers everywhere, and the peaks were far apart. In addition, since her future master had given the order, Lu Qingqing gave up the idea of going out for a stroll.
"Actually, it's okay to go out and play secretly. I saw that my junior master went out today." Ji Weilan, who came to visit, said quietly.
Lu Qingqing pointed at the pile of bamboo slips on the desk and shook her head helplessly, "I can't even finish reading this, how can I dare to go out and play."
She knew her own limitations. She knew nothing about medicine and alchemy, and the fact she was accepted was purely due to her natural talent. But she couldn't let this make her complacent; she needed to improve.
"Junior Master is a genius, so it's inevitable that he will hold you to his own standards." Ji Weilan put on an expression that said, "I understand your suffering," and placed a plate of juicy, vibrant fruits on the table. "These are the spiritual peaches I planted myself. Try some."
"Thank you, Senior Brother Ji." Lu Qingqing picked it up and took a bite, revealing a satisfied smile. "It's sweet and juicy, and it makes your mouth water. It's really delicious."
Her smile was like the first clear day after the snow, when all things began to sprout.
Ji Weilan's ears turned red, and she didn't dare to look into her sparkling eyes.
"If you like, I'll bring it to you next time."
Lu Qingqing finished eating the peach in no time.
"Brother, you're too polite. By the way, you've been coming to chat with me these past few days. Don't you need to practice?"
Ji Weilan's smile froze on her face and she made a hushing gesture.
"Don't mention this. If my dad hears it, we're done for."
Lu Qingqing was amused.
"Why is it as if Master Uncle has cast an ear curse on the wall here?"
Ji Weilan curled her lips, "It's hard to say. After my senior brothers and sisters went into seclusion, he set his sights on me alone. He wanted to throw me into a secret realm and lock me up for three to five years."
"The way you look down on your own father is a bit like a friend of mine." Lu Qingqing's smile widened. "Even the curves of your frowns and pouts are so similar."
"Really?"
Is it a boy or a girl?
Ji Weilan finally refrained from asking the last question, but he could vaguely guess the answer.
"Really." Lu Qingqing put down the bamboo slips, propped up her chin with her hand, and looked out the window. "He's a friend I met by chance in the Dawn Continent. He was in seclusion when I set out here. I hope he's already achieved a breakthrough."
"There seems to be a story?" Ji Weilan felt a subtle sourness in her heart, but she couldn't help but ask, "Can you tell me about it?"
Lu Qingqing looked mysterious and shook her finger, "This is about Jun's privacy, I can't tell you."
Ji Weilan felt even more sad.
"Ajun", is it necessary to call him so affectionately?
"If I had known earlier, I would have visited Dawn Continent more often. Maybe I could have met her earlier..." he muttered.
Lu Qingqing was about to speak when a clear and pleasant voice came from the sky.
"What happened?"
The next moment, Feng Yingheng, dressed in black, appeared at the door.
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