nucmednet Chapter 337 The Master Who Killed His Disciples to Prove His Dao 3
Chapter 337 The Master Who Killed His Disciples to Prove His Dao 3
Three days later,
Xuan Qi brought the washed and fresh Shen Xueyi to the main hall, summoned the heads of all the peaks and their disciples, and announced Shen Xueyi's identity - his new disciple, named Shen Xueyi.
Now, the people in the hall turned pale and blue in the face, and of course many female disciples also breathed a sigh of relief.
I feel relieved because this girl is not the ancestor’s illegitimate daughter, oh yeah!
The color turned pale and blue... Of course it was because her identity was too outrageous!!!
All of a sudden he became the direct disciple of the Great Ancestor!
Now even the head of the sect has to call an eight-year-old girl "Uncle Master"!
The head of Xuantian Sect was named Lu Yang. The expression on his face was very colorful, like a palette, and his beard was trembling. He raised his finger in disbelief and pointed at the eight-year-old girl in Xuan Qi's arms and said:
"You, you, please tell me again, who is she?!"
Xuan Qi was dressed in green, with a handsome face and a calm expression. He repeated, "I am your disciple, your... uncle-master."
Lu Yang laughed angrily. This made him even angrier than the last time he accidentally rubbed the corner of his clothes with the hilt of his sword and was hung in Lingxiao Palace for three days.
"Are you kidding me? This eight-year-old kid wants to be my uncle?!"
"Grandmaster, there are so many talented children in the sect. Why did you choose an eight-year-old kid as your disciple? Is she a genius with excellent physique?"
Xuan Qi glanced at the little girl in his arms. Her talent was only fourth level, not excellent.
"No."
Lu Yang asked again: "Is she related to you? Is she your long-lost relative?"
"No."
He was born on a pedestal and has no relatives.
"Then why did you accept her as your disciple?" When Lu Yang heard that the first two were not his, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. He could not imagine that he would call an eight-year-old girl "uncle master".
If this gets out, how will he save face?
That damn bitch from Yinmen next door is going to laugh at him again!
And the fake Buddhist monk would knock on the dead wooden fish and say, "Good, good."
I'm good to you ******************** (omitted words here...)
Xuan Qi looked calm, as if he was really thinking about it.
The little girl in his arms tugged at his sleeve nervously, then slowly sat up and hugged his neck, "Brother... does this master not like Xiaoyi? Otherwise, I'd better leave. I'm sorry to trouble you..."
The little girl felt extremely aggrieved, tears were brewing in her big eyes, and she suddenly let go of the man's arms and was about to jump out of his arms.
Xuan Qi quickly stretched out his arm to pull the man back, and said with a slight smile: "It's okay, this old man just doesn't have a good brain and can't understand what my brother said."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Lu Yang, who was petrified and doubting his life, and said with some teasing in his tone: "Grandpa, do you understand what I said? Call me uncle."
Lu Yang's heart broke the moment Shen Xueyi called him "Grandpa".
Grandpa?
She she she she she she she she can speak!
He, Lu Yang, is only 651 years old this year!
This little girl called Xuan Qi "brother" and called him "grandpa"? !
Ah ah ah ah ah!
Xuan Qi is so much older than him!
Treat them differently, okay, okay, children should not be restrained in their words, children should not be restrained in their words...
Lu Yang kept comforting himself, and the old man with a fake smile gritted his teeth and called out reluctantly: "Uncle Master."
As soon as he shouted, the thousands of disciples in the audience had no choice but to speak out: "Greetings, Uncle Master."
Xiao Xueyi huddled in Xuan Qi's arms, staring blankly at the huge crowd kneeling below, and asked in a soft voice: "Brother, who are they calling?"
Xuan Qi picked her up, straightened her dress, and said calmly, "Calling you."
Hearing this, the little girl pointed at herself with her chubby little finger in surprise, her eyes shining like two big grapes, "Me...me?"
The man lowered his head, with a smile in his eyes, "Yes, it's you."
The little girl in his arms was wearing a cyan dress of the same color as him, and had a heavenly defense hairpin in her hair that he had collected in the past. Her little face was soft and very cute.
As he watched, he couldn't help but reach out and pinch her little face.
I didn't pay enough attention to the strength and it turned red. Xueyi cried out in grievance, "Wuwuwu..."
Seeing her crying with her face covered, the man panicked and began to comfort her helplessly, "Don't cry, don't cry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been so careless."
A farce was taking place on the stage. Thousands of disciples below the stage quietly raised their heads and saw that two figures on the highest chair suddenly disappeared, and along with it, the cool and refreshing atmosphere that was balancing the entire hall disappeared.
Lu Yang snorted coldly, and just as he was stroking his beard and about to stand up, he remembered the girl's cry: "Grandpa."
He let go of the hand that was touching his beard and announced bitterly, "Each peak master, go back and train your disciples for an hour. You are not allowed to go back to bed before the time is up."
After saying this, he also disappeared.
Leaving behind a group of disciples and peak masters complaining:
"What the hell is going on, Master? We have to accompany the disciples for extra training, and my wife is waiting for me to go back for dinner!"
"Oh, don't mention it. Your sister-in-law has been mad at me for several days, and I haven't appeased her yet. If she comes home late again, I'll be done for!"
"Brother, what should we do now..."
"What can we do? The headmaster is angry and can only take it out on us. Have you forgotten that the last time the ancestor punished him by hanging him in the High Heaven Palace for three days, he forced everyone in the sect to train for an extra month in the name of strengthening the disciples' physique? He even didn't let the cows in the shed go."
"I remember, I remembered. I was planning to bring the fairy cow back to my husband to give him some milk. But the cow became too tired and couldn't produce any milk. Then my husband beat me up and accused me of having an affair outside with the cow..."
"Alright, alright, stop talking. The Sect Master and the Ancestor have the Qian Kun Mirror. If we get discovered, we'll have to endure the cold for a few more days..."
The peak masters and disciples talked about it at once, but in the end they practiced an extra hour obediently. When they returned, they were all exhausted and fell asleep on their backs.
On the other hand, a big drama is also taking place on Wuliang Peak at this moment.
Xue Yi was clinging to Xuan Qi and refused to get off. She said sternly, "Brother, I want to sleep with you."
Xuan Qi wanted to pull her away with a dark face, and corrected her: "Don't call me brother from now on, you should call me Master."
"From now on, I will be your master."
Xiao Xueyi hugged him tighter and asked, "What does Master mean?"
Xuan Qi thought for a moment and said, "It is the person who teaches you the truth, explains your doubts, teaches you how to practice, and explains the techniques."
The girl shook her head, looking confused: "Brother, I don't understand."
"Who is closer, Master or my brother?"
Looking at the girl's innocent look, the man felt a little guilty, but he still said a few words calmly without changing his expression: "Of course it's Master."
You can't let her call him brother all the time, so that others won't misunderstand their relationship.
She had just been brought back not long ago, and it would be even more difficult to correct her behavior if time went on for a long time.
Hearing this, the little girl asked in surprise: "Really?"
"real."
"Then I will no longer call you brother, but Master! Xiaoyi regards you as the person closest to me, so you are my Master!"
She gave the man a kiss on the side of his face, but it was fleeting.
Xuan Qi froze, feeling a burning sensation on his cheeks, and hurriedly pulled her off, "Hurry up and rest, it's getting late."
What's wrong with this little doll? She actually...
Forget it, considering that she has no relatives, I'll forgive her this time.