Chapter Eighteen Wait a minute
Master Kuye had just left, and the onlookers began to talk to Li Xijing.
"Who is this person? Why is he so handsome?"
"What happened here just now? Why are Wang Cheng and Senior Brother Ye injured?"
"It seems that this junior brother who just came to the Taoist temple was injured..."
"hiss!"
The students were so surprised.
Ye Zhuojiu listened to the discussion around him, coughed with a calm face, waved his hand, and called two people to carry Wang Cheng away on the ground.
Then Ye Zhuojiu said to Li Xijing with a proud look on his face:
"Your admission assessment, well... you barely passed it. It has reached the average level of entry in our hospital."
Li Xijing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. After a long time of hard work, the assessment was finally over.
It's really not used to being surrounded by so many people and pointing fingers.
As for Senior Brother Ye who pretends to be deep in his soul, he has become accustomed to the other party's words and deeds.
After hesitating for a moment, Li Xijing asked, "Then... Senior Brother Wang, who is in charge of my assessment, has fallen..."
"It's okay, I'll take you to the hospital and department to register." Ye Zhuojiu waved his hand, indicating that this matter is not worth mentioning.
Although this senior brother Ye is a little tough and friendly, he can take him with him tonight after listening to the song on Miaoyinfang... Li Xijing thought so and bowed to the other party:
"Then thank you Senior Brother Ye."
"Ye Zhuojiu pondered, and prepared to take Li Xijing out of here,
When he saw around, he found that his junior brothers and sisters were still surrounding them to watch the fun. Ye Zhuojiu looked unhappy and said:
"What are you still doing here? Can you get through the third floor of the Creation Tower? If you can't get through, why don't you practice?
At that time, you will not even be qualified to participate in the Demon Elimination Conference, so are you not afraid of embarrassing?"
When the people around him heard what he said, they lost most of their interest. They sighed and went to the martial arts training ground or library to improve their strength.
The Taoist temple has seven floors in the Creation Tower that can test the strength of his disciples, and only a few can pass the third floor.
Seeing a group of people scattering after a word, Ye Zhuojiu felt that he had recovered the face of a senior brother in the Taoist temple in front of Li Xijing, and smiled with satisfaction.
As a result, I heard a few more footsteps coming closer to the back.
"You bastards, you guys are not practicing swords yet. Are you asking me to accompany you to practice with me?"
Ye Zhuojiu expressed his unhappiness. While turning his head calmly, he scolded the dean and the elder Jianlu.
Um?
Wait?...Director?
"Ahem...
Ye Zhuojiu's expression froze, and she saw clearly the appearance of the person, and almost knelt down.
The group of three people was Yang Lianshan, the president of Luo'an Daoyuan who was wearing Taoist robes and was invincible without anger.
There was also a girl in green, following Yang Lianshan with a middle-aged swordsman carrying a long sword.
Ye Zhujiu wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.
It’s not that I’m worried that the dean would punish him for his disrespect. Ye Zhuojiu was even more worried that this was the story that made the junior brother and sister of the Taoist sect know...
He pretended to be the dean and Elder Jianlu... He would not be laughed to death by his junior brothers. At that time, he would be in the Taoist temple and would not be safe in his later years... Ye Zhujiu thought about it more and more and more, the more he felt that it was not good.
Fortunately, except for the two adults, there were only Junior Sister Zhao and Junior Brother Li whom I just met...
Junior Sister Zhao is like me, with a calm personality and should not promote this matter everywhere...
As for Junior Brother Li... Hey, Junior Brother Li?
Ye Zhuojiu turned his head and was surprised to find that Li Xijing, who was still standing next to him, hid behind him at some point. He lowered his head, as if he was afraid of being recognized.
"Junior Brother Li, what are you hiding? This is our dean, please salute."
Ye Zhuojiu quietly pulled Li Xijing's sleeve and whispered a reminder.
Then he raised his head and saluted to the three of them who looked at him expressionlessly:
"Student Ye Zhuojiu, met the dean, and the elder of the precepts. Junior Sister Zhao hasn't seen him for a long time."
Yang Lianshan asked lightly, "Yeah" and said:
"What happened here just now? Why did even Master Kuye be alarmed?"
"That's right. This junior brother Li came to the Taoist court for an examination today..."
Ye Zhuojiu explained what happened here, but made a little change.
"..., although Junior Brother Li has just started, his true qi level is not weak. With all his strength, although he cannot shake my true qi shield, it is already valuable."
Brother, should you pretend to wipe the blood from your mouth clean first? Listening to Ye Zhujiu, Li Xijing complained in his heart.
But at this time, he could no longer hide, so he had to raise his head and bow to Yang Lianshan and the others:
"I've met the dean..."
At the same time, the girl in green behind Yang Lianshan looked at her without any trace, and kept silently reciting in her heart: "I can't recognize me, I can't recognize me..."
Things in the world always go against your wishes.
Zhao Qingli, who had been standing at the end in silence, saw Li Xijing's appearance clearly and was suddenly stunned:
"Pure Young Master?"
Damn, I have such a good memory... Li Xijing was speechless.
He not only stole Zhao Qingli's head at that time
He also fooled the other party and said that he was just an ordinary person, and he also concealed his name...
It left an extremely bad impression...
And the other party saw that he was a disciple of the dean, with a high position and a powerful position.
In the future, she would say that she would not look up and see her. If she held a grudge against herself, it would be very troublesome.
After Ye Zhuojiu heard Zhao Qingli's voice, he caught fire seriously and explained to the girl in green:
"Junior Sister Zhao, Junior Brother Li's surname is Li, not Chun's surname.
Oh, I remembered it, because you seem to have seen the fox demon, huh... I didn't expect that Junior Brother Li would even cheat you..."
Damn, it's so cheap, I won't have any of you tonight...
Seeing Zhao Qingli listening to Ye Zhujiu's words, she was indeed staring at him with a frown. Li Xijing gritted his teeth at Senior Brother Ye in his heart.
"alright."
Yang Lianshan waved his hand, interrupted Ye Zhuojiu, turned his eyes to Li Xijing, and after looking at him for a while, he nodded with some approval.
"Well... the true energy is solid. With that little fox demon, most people can't reach this level within two days."
After a pause, Yang Lianshan turned his head and said to the middle-aged man with a sword tilted behind him:
"He is a talented and lucky seedling. Xu You, please take him to your disciple, and give him a good lesson."
The man with sword-bearing, known as Xu You, nodded respectfully: "I understand, Master."
Li Xijing was not in conflict with the two of them who decided to be his "master" in the Taoist temple.
Xu You can stand behind the head of the Taoist dean and call the head a master. He should be a high-ranking and powerful person in the Taoist dean, and it would not be a loss to be with him.
After all, he just wanted to get two Taoist magic books and get some subsidies for cultivation.
Without thinking too much, Li Xijing took two steps forward and was about to salute Xu Youxing.
A familiar old voice suddenly came from the sky.
"Wait a minute, don't get a disciple!"
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Chapter completed!