Chapter 2231

Hearing this, Ye Feiran raised his eyes and looked at Chu Ci, with a smile on his face, "Thank you, ancestor!" Chu Ci nodded lightly and continued, "Don't be in a hurry, think about it slowly." "Ancestor, actually I have already thought about it." Ye Feiran said. Chu Ci raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes signaled her to continue. At the same time, the people in the meeting hall suddenly became nervous. "I plan to develop in an all-round way. This is also the most important reason why I chose to join Xuantian Immortal Sect. I hope Xuantian Immortal Sect will give its disciples such an opportunity." The girl's equally ethereal and melodious voice sounded in the hall, which made everyone feel relieved. As long as Ye Feiran wants to develop in an all-round way, they will all have the opportunity to become her master. As for the issue of seniority, it is not a problem in their opinion. Chu Ci was not too surprised by Ye Feiran's choice. After all, when she first saw Ye Feiran, she gave her a different feeling. This is a woman's intuition, and it is also the feeling brought about by half-step cultivation. It was just like the feeling she had when she first saw Ye Feixuan, except that Ye Feiran gave her a stronger feeling. Thinking of Ye Feixuan, Chu Ci was slightly startled, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "My child, what is your relationship with Ye Feixuan?" As soon as these words came out, except for Wang Zezhi, who had already known about it, everyone else was slightly startled, and they immediately thought of their names. Ye Feiran, Ye Feixuan...could these two be sisters? But why is Ye Feixuan a ghost cultivator? "She is my sister!" Ye Feiran replied with a smile. Hearing this, everyone looked stunned, but no one asked why Ye Feixuan was a ghost cultivator. After all, everyone's experience was different. At the same time, they also looked at Wang Zezhi with a little envy. My sister is under Wangze's sect. With Ye Feiran's talent in sword cultivation, the chance of becoming a disciple of Wangze's sect is very high. However, it's not like they don't have a chance. Didn't Ye Feiran just say that they would choose to develop in an all-round way? Now it depends on how the ancestor Chu Ci decides for her. Chu Ci also had a look on his face, then he raised his head and glanced at the people in the palace, then slowly said, "Since the child wants to develop in an all-round way, you are all her masters." As soon as these words came out, everyone except the sect leader Ke Duzhong looked happy. "Ancestor is wise!" "Thank you, ancestor!" I thought we were still going to fight for it, but I didn’t expect that as soon as the ancestor took action, the results came out in just a few words. How wonderful! Especially Si Jue, the leader of Feng Peak, felt so happy. Kong Yu was right, Ye Feiran could stand up to four people by himself. Ahem... I wonder how the sect master is feeling now? Si Jue's gaze was so frequent that Ke Duzhong couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to. He couldn't help but glare at Si Jue. As a result, Si Jue was naturally even more proud. In short, as much as he was aggrieved before, the sect leader is just as aggrieved now. Things are really changing, and no one knows the outcome until the last moment. Chu Ci naturally noticed the quarrel between Ke Duzhong and Si Jue, but she was too lazy to pay attention to it and continued, "However, if the wood is as beautiful as the forest, the wind will destroy it, so Ye Feiran can only treat you as master and disciple in private, What do you think?" Everyone: "???" This...why is it different from what they imagined? They still want to show off this evil disciple Ye Feiran! m.biqubao.com Chu Ci's lips curled up slightly, "If you don't agree, then forget about becoming a disciple, but you must teach Ye Feiran the skills she wants to learn without reservation. This is an order from the sect!" Everyone: "..." Compared with this, it is naturally better to have a master-disciple relationship in private. Mengli saw their aggrieved expressions in her eyes, and she was extremely grateful that she had successfully allowed Ye Feiran to become a disciple before the ancestor Chu Ci came. Ahem... Ancestor Chu Ci is indeed Ancestor Chu Ci. Every time he delivers justice to them, there are different surprises. Chu Ci saw their frustrated expressions in his eyes, and then sneered, "Haha... As the top sect of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, the first sect in the immortal world, I never expected that you guys are so short-sighted. Could it be that in your hearts, you are talented monsters?" Is it just for showing off as a disciple?" Hearing this, everyone's hearts suddenly skipped a beat. They were actually scolded by their ancestor. Regardless of what they were thinking, Chu Ci continued, "Look at this child's bone age, and look at her talents in all aspects, don't you have any other ideas besides showing off? With her talent, I can tell you with certainty that she will ascend to the God Realm earlier than many of you. And with her talents in all aspects, she will surely gain a foothold in the God Realm faster than us. I don’t need to tell you what this means! " Speaking of the God Realm, everyone was instantly awakened. Yes, as cultivators, ascending to the God Realm is their most important goal, and with Ye Feiran's talent, it is very likely that it will be as Chu Ci said. Suddenly, everyone looked at Ye Feiran with even more intense eyes. "Ancestor, we are stupid!" "Ancestor, whatever you say will be done." "Yes, even if Ye Feiran doesn't become a disciple, we will teach him everything we have. I just hope that Ye Feiran will remember our relationship in the future." Listening to them expressing their opinions one after another, Ye Feiran felt complicated and suddenly felt a lot of pressure! As the saying goes, efforts may not necessarily be rewarded, but there must be gains. If she gains something in the Xuantian Immortal Sect, she will naturally repay the Xuantian Immortal Sect. In this way, the causal relationship will naturally be eliminated. At the same time, she also thought that Patriarch Chu Ci might have seen something. Chu Ci, on the other hand, had a look of relief on his face, "That's pretty much it." She believed in her intuition, and the reason why she did this was for the future of Xuantian Immortal Sect. Then, her eyes fell on Ye Feiran again and asked, "My child, you must have guessed what we are thinking. You won't mind, right?" Ye Feiran shook his head slightly, then raised his lips and smiled, "I have learned the skills of your seniors. If the day comes, I will naturally repay you well." There is not much selfless dedication in this world. Everyone who does anything has a certain purpose. Chu Ci gently patted the back of Ye Feiran's hand, with a look of relief on his face. Kong Yu looked at Chu Ci, then at Ye Feiran, took a deep breath, and asked, "Ancestor, can all of us and Ye Feiran only be masters and disciples in private?" As soon as these words came out, everyone guessed what Kong Yu was thinking, and their hearts started to move again. Chu Ci raised his eyebrows and looked at Mengli, "Aran has already accepted Mengli as his master, so Mengli and she naturally don't have to be a master-disciple in private." Hearing this, Mengli smiled and once again lamented her previous wise move. "Ancestor, most of Ye Feiran's new disciples have several masters, and Ye Feiran is the most talented among them. You can't let others know that you are less talented than them, right?" "That makes sense!" Chu Ci naturally guessed what they were thinking, and raised his eyebrows and said, "In this case, in addition to Mengli, let's add two more people who can be upright and upright as master and disciple. As for who it is... let's have a fight, and let Aran do it by the way. See what you are capable of.” Everyone: "..."

March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.