"Next, it is the last and most important part of this sect ceremony, which is becoming a disciple!"
"Every new disciple who has passed the aptitude test here has the opportunity to choose a master on their own, but they must also have the master's consent."
"Of course, if you don't know which Master to choose, you can also wait for the Master to choose you. In short, this is a two-way process, and the opportunity is in your own hands. I hope everyone can find a good teacher!"
As the sister in charge finished her words, the originally quiet scene suddenly became noisy.
"Elder Qiuyuebai, I want to be your disciple, please accept me!"
"Elder Qiu, I grew up listening to your stories. Please accept me as your disciple. I will serve you tea and water and show my filial respect to you!"
"Master Si Yin, I really want to learn the art of playing the flute. Please let me follow you!"
“…”
The huge martial arts arena now looked like a vegetable market.
Time continued until the sun set, and the golden sunset dyed the western sky red.
The ordinary disciples have already found their own destination.
Although many people like Qiu Yuebai very much and want to become her apprentice, Qiu Yuebai has been drinking calmly.
The new disciples knew their own limitations and stopped pestering him, which would only bring trouble to themselves.
Then he turned to become a disciple of other elders or deacons.
Only a few talented people were left on the scene.
Lin Bei held his head high and chest puffed out, looking confident. He saluted Qiu Yuebai on the viewing platform with a smile, and then introduced himself:
"Elder Qiu, my admiration for you is like the endless flow of a river. I hope to become your direct disciple!"
"If I am lucky enough to become your disciple, I will work hard and redouble my efforts to carry forward the school!"
While expressing his wishes, Lin Bei did not forget to paint a rosy picture for Qiuyuebai.
But just when he was extremely confident and waiting for Qiuyuebai's agreement, he was greeted with Qiuyuebai's extremely cold eyes.
"Are you worthy enough to be my Qiuyuebai's disciple?"
"I might as well tell you that I already have a direct disciple, and that's Ning Jie!"
As soon as these words came out, the expression on Lin Bei's face froze instantly!
Why is it him again!
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