Gongsun Yanran's face flushed. She originally wanted to experience the feeling of an immortal facing a mortal with Mo Yaya, but she didn't expect that this girl seemed to understand immortals better than she did.

Gongsun Yanran resisted the urge to swear in front of all the elders, and could only force a smile, saying sarcastically: "As a newcomer to the Immortal Sect, I naturally don't have that much ability, but you are not recognized by the Immortal Sect, you are just a mortal, how can you save your sister?"

"I, I"

Mo Yaya didn't have as many thoughts as Gongsun Yanran. When she thought that she couldn't save her sister, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes again.

Gu Lin felt a little depressed when he saw this. Mo Yaya did nothing, but was suppressed by Gongsun Yanran.

Such a pitiful girl knelt in front of the immortal gate and begged with tears, while many immortals just looked at each other indifferently.

If this is considered as being an immortal, then the immortal sect he longs for does not seem to be so kind.

Gongsun Yanran was secretly proud of herself. Mo Yaya was far from being able to compete with her.

"To become an immortal, what you need is never recognition."

Just then, a voice sounded from behind the portal.

A handsome and stern young man wearing a jet-black robe came flying in the air.

"Greetings, Pavilion Master!"

The elders immediately bowed their heads and saluted. Gu Lin and others also reacted quickly and followed suit, saluting the young man.

When she first heard the word "Pavilion Master", Gongsun Yanran was a little flustered, and then she bowed her head and saluted. But when she took a quick look, she found that the Pavilion Master was actually a young man with a handsome appearance like a demon.

"No way, there is such a beautiful face in the world?"

Gongsun Yanran's heart was pounding and she quickly looked away, not daring to look again.

Just two glances and she felt the urge to marry no one else but him.

In the past, Gongsun Yanran had a noble status in the secular world. She was a princess of a country and she disdained the admiration of many famous and talented men. But now, she keeps her head down and dares not even look at that man twice.

It was not just his appearance. Gongsun Yanran was tempted at first when she thought that such a young and handsome man would be the leader of an immortal sect, but after a little thought, she felt ashamed.

I have just entered the immortal sect, and I am not sure whether I can get along with the true disciples of the sect, let alone the Pavilion Master of Tianyun Pavilion who is as handsome as a demon and all the elders of the inner sect have to bow respectfully? If I think about it carefully, those beautiful fairies in the secular rumors who are so beautiful that they can shame the moon and the flowers, and the fish and the geese are just one of his many suitors, right? "Girl, I said, you are a fairy."

Jiang Zhige smiled and reached out to gently touch Mo Yaya's head.

Not far away, many elders who were still saluting were extremely surprised. It seemed that they had not seen Jiang Zhige smile for decades.

Mo Yaya was also stunned. This smile was really like the warm sunshine in winter.

All the sadness and all the difficulties were left behind at this moment.

Mo Yaya's eyes were red, she stared at Jiang Zhige, tears as big as beans kept falling down.

"Big brother, I knew you were still here"

Jiang Zhige's eyes flashed slightly. He was wearing a bamboo hat when he met Mo Yaya that day, but he didn't expect that Mo Yaya could recognize him at a glance.

The next moment, Mo Yaya suddenly reached out and hugged Jiang Zhige, buried her head in his thighs and cried, "Big brother, Yaya is really sad, Yaya wants to save her sister."

The elders not far away were shocked. They usually didn't dare to get too close to Jiang Zhige, who was not allowed to enter. But Mo Yaya actually hugged Jiang Zhige's thigh? Gongsun Yanran noticed that the atmosphere around her was not right, and she also secretly glanced at Jiang Zhige.

Seeing Mo Yaya hugging Jiang Zhige's thighs, Gongsun Yanran's eyes suddenly burst into tears. She gritted her teeth and had the urge to rush over and push Mo Yaya away.

How could a mortal girl hug and cry in the arms of a man whom she could only look up to?

Gongsun Yanran was burning with jealousy, but considering that the elders around her didn't dare to move easily, she finally held it back.

Jiang Zhige didn't care. He knew that Mo Yaya relied on him and used tears to vent her sadness for her sister's death and the hardship of a month of asceticism.

"Girl, are you willing to become my disciple and join my Tianyun Pavilion?"

"Master. Can Yaya stay with big brother more often in the future?"

Mo Yaya wiped away her tears gently. She didn't know much about the word "master" and just wanted to stay by Jiang Zhige's side.

Even though Mo Yaya only felt a sense of security in the village before, Jiang Zhige made Mo Yaya feel unprecedented intimacy, and she had a sense of belonging when staying with him.

If I stay with him, I will definitely be very happy and I will definitely be able to find a way to save my sister.

Jiang Zhige had a complicated expression and said softly, "You can stay as long as you want."

When he first met Mo Yaya, he had never thought of taking Mo Yaya as his apprentice, nor had he ever thought of taking in an apprentice.

But later, after seeing Mo Yaya's perseverance during her ascetic practice and her stubbornness while kneeling in front of the mountain gate, Jiang Zhige finally changed his mind.

How similar is this girl who lost her parents at a young age to myself back then?

The only thing Mo Yaya has is an older sister, while Jiang Zhige doesn't have one, so she is more immature than Jiang Zhige was back then.

Now, Mo Yaya’s only sister is gone.

So Jiang Zhige must stand up. He must let Mo Yaya survive and give Mo Yaya hope.

"Yaya is willing to take big brother as her teacher!"

"Then remember to call me Master instead of Big Brother from now on."

Jiang Zhige shook his head, turned and walked towards the door.

He is over a hundred years old this year, and it is really awkward for a little girl to call him "big brother".

Mo Yaya hurriedly followed Jiang Zhige, looked up at him and said seriously: "Yaya got it! You must call me Master when you see me in the future!"

Jiang Zhige looked helpless. It seemed that simply changing the address would mean nothing to Mo Yaya.

"Master, can Yaya hold your hand?"

Mo Yaya stared at Jiang Zhige's hands behind his back, her eyes revealing anticipation.

She still remembered that when her father was alive, she always told him to hold his hand if she didn't want to get lost.

Jiang Zhige didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand to Mo Yaya.

Mo Yaya giggled, grabbed Jiang Zhige's hand, and followed him into the door.

Mo Yaya couldn't explain the feeling of being with Jiang Zhige, but when she grows up, perhaps she will understand that it is a kind of dependence.

An eight-year-old girl, without parents and with a sister who had lost her sister, found someone to rely on.

"Master, can Yaya also become an immortal in the future?"

"Master, this door is so strange, can Yaya walk in?"

"Master, are you speaking, Master?"

Jiang Zhige remained silent, secretly feeling a headache.

Children are indeed children, and their emotions change too quickly.

Inside the hall, Mo Ziyan's eyes turned red and she secretly clenched her fists.