"Your disciple's uniform is the disciple's uniform of core disciples. The authority given to you by the clan is the authority of true disciples. 90% of the area in the clan develops you, but 10% is the secret of Tianxing clan. It can't be developed for you, and you should be able to understand it. "
Qin Luo explained.
Ye Ziheng nodded, but soon realized a problem.
"Then why do you give the clothes to my core disciples? Just give it to my true disciples. "
Qin Luo can't help but look at ye Ziheng.
"It's easy to say that the real disciple Fu is so famous. Who dares to accept you as a real disciple?"
When ye Ziheng heard it, he thought it was reasonable, so he nodded and said nothing more.
"In addition, your real life disciple's identity is too ostentatious. In order not to attract people's attention, the clan has arranged a new identity for you."
"What new identity? The headmaster's illegitimate son? "
Qin Luo almost couldn't resist slapping ye Ziheng, the son of a bitch. He didn't even feel ashamed when he said that. But Qin Luo still endured the anger of the bottom of his heart and explained to ye Ziheng.
"No, you are the disciple of my father, that is, the old friend of the patriarch. My parents are both dead. I am the only one left to join tianxingmen. My father gave the identity of a core disciple when he thought about his friendship with your father for many years."
Ye Ziheng looks at Qin Luo with a dazed face. Which sand sculpture came up with this TM? It's too bloody.
"Then according to the plot development, should I let you fall in love with me? Then someone came out to make me. I was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. In the past 30 years, I was on the top of my life."
Qin Luo listened to a burst of black lines on his forehead. He was helpless about ye Ziheng's idea of sand sculpture.
"But then, why don't my parents have it?"
"Can you stop worrying about these details and make up an identity for you. It's a pity that you don't want to be a writer."
"No, I mean if someone asks me what I should say, I can't say I don't know. It would be too hasty."
Let's listen, I think so.
"Then you can make it up by yourself, as long as it's not too out of place."
"Well, I see. My father and mother were killed by the enemy's adulterer. I came to Tianxing gate to study and Practice for revenge. When elder Qin saw that I was so pitiful and because he knew my father and mother, he put me in the gate and gave me the identity of a core disciple.
However, I have the name of a core disciple, but I don't have the strength of a core disciple. So my brothers began to look down on me, regard me as a thorn in the eye, and bully me, a child who has no parents' pain.
But what everyone didn't expect was that my humiliation not only didn't defeat me, but also encouraged me. I was deeply aware of the principle of the world of martial arts and began to practice.
After many years, I finally reached the realm of real people. I and other real people made an appointment to start the ultimate battle on Mount Everest. If I win, I will step into the realm of extreme. If I lose, I will die. "
"That day she asked me: Immortal ye, where are you going? I answer: to Everest, kill thousands of real people. She asked again, "what if I don't go back?"? I answer: that will never come back. "
"Shit, it's a fucking inspirational and moving story."