The group's favorite master, the story of a cute baby who travels through the book and defies t

A huge treasury filled with gold and silver stood before him, and it was impossible not to be tempted. But Qi Gui, as the protagonist of this world and the son of destiny protected by the law, naturally had a firm will that ordinary people did not have.

Qi Gui's ears were filled with words of jealousy coming from behind, and next to him was Zheng Huaian's jealous hatred. Amidst his inner confusion, he actually felt a little happy, because being envied by others meant that he was happy, but he was afraid to refuse this happiness, fearing that after refusing he would become that ugly freak with nothing again.

While struggling, he looked at Cao Jun who had been helping him. The other party felt his gaze, nodded frantically, and kept making mouth shapes to make him agree.

He looked at Nangong Xue on the other side again. The other party frowned. Noticing his gaze and the confusion in it, Nangong Xue hesitated for a moment and said what was in her mind.

"The natural treasures and the presence of powerful people are indeed very tempting. If it were me, I might also be tempted. But I hope you can think carefully about what is the purpose of cultivation for you? What is the most important thing? Master once taught that if the heart of Tao is not firm, it is difficult to obtain all the Dharma. Compared with those external things, is your heart of Tao firm?"

It was like a sudden enlightenment for Qi Gui, and his mind became clear. He bowed to Nangong Xue in gratitude, turned around and firmly told Luo Yiyi his answer.

"Uncle Master, I'm sorry that I can't be your disciple. I still want to worship Xuanyuan Sword Master as my master. Even if it's not possible now, I will continue to work hard. Whether it takes a hundred years or a thousand years, my goal is to become a sword master like him!"

The disciples' thoughts at this moment were exactly the same as Luo Yiyi's. They thought Qi Gui was a big fool, but they had to say that they sincerely admired what Qi Gui said.

Even the head sect leader and peak masters showed varying degrees of admiration. After all, the early stages of cultivation are all about cultivating the body, while the later stages are all about cultivating the mind.

Ouyang Yi sighed: "It seems that this boy has great talent in swordsmanship. It's a pity that Xuanyuan's plan to recruit a disciple was interrupted by Yiyi. It doesn't matter. Just observe him for a few more years. If he really keeps his word, it won't be too late for you to accept him as your disciple then."

He looked at Xuanyuan Zhan as he said the last sentence, but to his surprise, the other party's cold expression did not fluctuate at all.

"Qi Gui and I originally had a master-disciple relationship, but things have changed now."

Jing Yuhui on the other side was curious when he heard this: "So you have also calculated it?"

"It's a feeling from somewhere."

This one sentence says it all. They all, who are already in the Spirit Transformation Stage, know that for high-level cultivators, premonition is more important than anything else, and it can even save their lives at critical moments.

This is also why the sect with the highest status in the world of cultivation is not Tianyan Sect or Taiyi Sect, but Tiandi Sect.

To put it simply, the Tiandi Sect is about Zi Wei Dou Shu, physiognomy, Bagua Liu Yao, Qi Men Dun Jia, etc. Its sect is very mysterious and never open to the outside world, but its disciples are spread throughout the gods and mortals, and its intelligence network is extremely developed.

No one knows the full picture of the leader of the Tiandi Gate. The only thing that is known is that he can indeed glimpse the laws of heaven, and he will only appear in the world before a devastating disaster is about to occur.

Xiang Qing simply asked Chu Yi: "Are the words you just echoed Yi Yi absolutely true?"

Chu Yi tried to play it off: "Of course, you know I can't lie."

Xiang Qing smiled meaningfully: "Not being able to lie doesn't mean that you can't hide anything. For example, the variable refers to Yiyi, right?"

Chu Yi could only laugh awkwardly: "I didn't say it because there was no need. There is no standard to measure whether a variable is good or bad. Isn't the change of one opportunity the opening of another, or even two opportunities?"

Chi Zhongxuan, who was always silent, rarely spoke: "Master Uncle must have a real intention to accept a disciple. Yiyi has not yet determined the variables, so we should just wait and see. Cultivation is to go against the will of heaven, so why bother to worry about whether it is good or bad?"

Ouyang Yi nodded: "Zhongxuan is right."

Then the big guys continued to watch the show with relish, and Luo Yiyi was destined not to let them down.

Luo Yiyi was obviously stunned after being rejected. Her little 6-year-old brain couldn't figure out why the protagonist would disagree. She first played the emotional card and then offered the temptation of benefits. There was no reason for her to fail. Was there something wrong with the plot?

When Luo Yiyi was recalling every fantasy film she had ever seen, trying to find a plot that matched the current situation, the expression on her wrinkled face made others think that she was hurt by the rejection. Qi Gui, who couldn't bear to see her sad, tried to comfort her clumsily.

"Uncle Master, I'm sorry. It's not that I don't want to be your disciple, but I've made up my mind. But if you can use me, please tell me. I - your disciple - will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Yiyi happened to think of a certain plot, and she immediately built up her emotions and quickly got into a certain role.

"Ghost, don't you want me anymore?"

"……what?"

The child's expression changed so quickly that Qi Gui was caught off guard. He was distressed in the last second and sad in the next, as if he was a heartless man who abandoned his wife and children. Qi Gui quickly shook his head to get rid of this inexplicable thought.

Luo Yiyi tried hard but still couldn't hold back her tears. It seemed like she had never cried since she was a child, so she didn't know how to cry. She could only rub her eyes hard, until her eye sockets turned red, and she looked really aggrieved.

"Gui Gui, my parents were killed by bad guys when I was a child. It was my master who saved me from them, but he took me to Tianlu Peak and then went into seclusion. I have been alone for so many years. I feel very lonely."

Innocently implicated He Jian and Yuan Fei: "So we are not human beings?"

Student Lu Wang from the school: "So I usually eat lunch with ghosts?"

The disciples from various peaks who were blamed said: "It's our destiny to be unlucky, right?"

But these Qi Gui who were in the outer sect didn't know that he was usually so focused on his cultivation that he was not aware of the countless resentful gazes coming from behind. When he thought about his life experience of losing both his parents, he actually felt a sense of being connected by the same fate, and his originally firm expression softened.

Glancing at this change, Luo Yiyi felt that the script was used correctly this time and continued to perform.

"I was deeply attracted to Gui Gui the first time I saw her. I had a feeling that Gui Gui was the family member I had been searching for."

Ignoring the speechless and weird expressions of the people around her, Luo Yiyi approached Qi Gui again, grabbed his left hand hanging by his side with both hands, and put his palm against her right cheek.

The smoothness and tenderness he felt in his palm made Qi Gui's heart tremble. In a trance, he thought: Is this the feeling of touching other people?

As an ugly guy who was hated by others, Qi Gui had never touched anyone else except taking care of the seriously ill old gardener. Even if his fingertips accidentally touched someone else's hand during a transaction, the other party would push him away with disgust as if he had encountered some dirty thing.

He knew he should pull his hand back. How could someone like him have the right to touch others? Not to mention that the other person was a young ancestor of the Tianyan Sect with a noble status. But he seemed to have lost control of his left hand. His fingertips only trembled slightly and did not retract as expected.

He was greedy for the warmth under his palm. Even if this was the only chance in his life to feel the warmth of someone else's skin, he would have no regrets.