The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

After watching the scene, the younger brothers and sisters subconsciously turned their heads and fixed their gazes on the main seat. If it was the master, the eldest sister would be very happy...

Gu Ruci's expression was hard to tell, and she changed her mind several times but still couldn't figure it out.

I was so anxious and furious, and my thoughts were flooding in, that it became increasingly difficult to figure things out.

The spiritual power accidentally deviated and shook off the fingertips of her left hand. A slight fluctuation of spiritual power appeared on the field, breaking a hole in her sleeve.

Gu Ruci lowered her eyes to look, and when she did that, a moment of confusion flashed across her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

Her strange behavior attracted the attention of many elders. Gu Rushi grabbed the torn cuff with five fingers, suddenly stood up, and turned away without any warning.

The other elders in charge quickly tried to smooth things over and take control of the situation.

It wasn't a big deal. The disciple hadn't come out yet, so he left during this period.

Yu Mian stood up and wanted to go see the eldest sister, but Sheng Qing grabbed her wrist and said in a deep voice, "Don't go, let her be quiet."

Yu Mian stopped what he was doing when he heard that. He knew that the senior sister was saddened by the scene. She had never shown her vulnerable side. Even when she almost died, she just smiled with an open mind.

Now, only an old friend can make her lose her composure like this.

The ceremony of accepting disciples was held at Qianzhang Peak. A Temple of Heaven was built on the top of the peak. The square in front of the temple was hundreds of meters wide and long. The elders sat on the extended high seats, waiting for the disciples in the semi-open air.

Gu Ruci turned and entered the palace behind her. After entering, she waved the wooden door closed, leaned against the door a little bit inappropriately, raised her hands to cover her face and let out a long sigh.

There are countless mortals in this world, and even if they are ordinary-looking, you can definitely find a few...

Moreover, when one enters reincarnation, the reborn body develops from the new parents and is generally different from the previous life; even the gender may change.

How could there be such a coincidence in this world? A person who cannot be reborn is reborn again, using the face of his previous life, and re-enters the Delusion Immortal Sect.

No…no no no!

This must be fake. Is it the work of an evil cultivator who hasn't yet subsided, or a demon? Or perhaps a spirit?

Could it be that she thought this face could help her rise to the top?

Gu Ruci had a blank expression on her face, and a rare cold flash crossed her eyes. This matter must not be tolerated, otherwise people would think that she was a fairy who could enter the Taoist temple just by relying on her looks.

Whatever it is... just leave this matter to Junior Sister to handle.

She leaned against the door, looking at her torn Taoist robe, and with a wave of her hand, she changed into a sky-blue robe. Her five fingers were slightly bent, and her eyes were filled with uncertainty and doubt. Finally, she put on a jade-white jade pendant.

When he appeared again, the elders subconsciously focused their eyes on Gu Ruci, fearing that it would cause any trouble to Venerable Zhaixing.

Seeing that she had just changed her clothes and looked normal, he felt relieved and turned around to look for the disciple he had chosen.

Of course, no one dared to covet the figure who had left everyone far behind and was far ahead of them. No matter what her origins were, it was impossible for them to accept her as their disciple.

Moreover, the identity is still uncertain.

There is a high probability that she will be taken away by the Star-Picking Venerable. After all, they look so similar. In ancient times, there was Wan Wan who looked like Qing, and now there is no one more like her.

Gu Ruci glanced at the elders who seemed serious but actually had a lot of inner drama. She felt so scared that they straightened their appearance and sat up straight.

So what if I guess what they are thinking? As long as they don’t admit it, what can I do to them?

Gu Ruci blinked her eyelashes slightly but didn't say anything. There was really nothing she could do. She just couldn't guarantee whether the images in the photo stone would be spread to the sect.

It wasn't a big deal, just this elder stealing Wang Zhi's pheasants, that elder stealing Chong Dan's herbs, and their failed one-sided love affairs...

A group of old children, who have lived for thousands of years, have the appearance of a venerable being, but their inner selves have not changed much.

Cultivating immortals and practicing truth will eventually return to one's true self.

Finally, they remembered their weakness and no longer dared to secretly imagine strange master-disciple love stories, separations and reunions.

Gu Ruci's slightly tense nerves relaxed a little, and she looked at the water mirror, deliberately not wanting to look at the figure, and her gaze seemed to fall on the center of the picture.

But that ray of light always followed the other person.

She has passed the test of self-examination.

She raised her foot and stepped over the ridge in front of her...

She entered the world of family disputes and began to judge...

She judges impartially, yet shows mercy...

She keeps going...

It looked like... too much like him, so much so that she was a little distracted, trying to recall whether her past master had the same demeanor as hers.

The memories had been deposited in her mind for more than a thousand years, so that she could recall the other person's voice and appearance without having to try hard.

Gu Ruci did not look for similarities, but instead looked for their differences. However, she blamed herself for being a little older and could not find a reason that could completely convince herself.

At this rate, she will definitely be able to enter a mountain. Which mountain will she join?

Is it Dingyuan Mountain, Luotu Mountain, Qianren Mountain... Louguang Mountain, Fuyao Mountain...

The mountain masters who were swept by her gaze felt a chill on their backs, exactly the same as when they were tricked by the Star-Picking Venerable into doing some work, and even colder.

Those venerables turned their heads and looked at Gu Ruci carefully, then smiled politely, and then looked at Yue Qiong and Fu Qing for help.

Please take care of your senior sister, she looks a little abnormal.

As for Sheng Qing, they didn't dare to look at him. This was no longer normal.

Fu Qing raised his eyes and met Yue Qiong's. They both shook their heads in tacit understanding. According to their understanding of the senior sister, if she wanted to know something, they would definitely get to the bottom of it.

Let's wait until everything is settled before we talk about this matter.

Yu Mian was beside Sheng Qing, watching the scene on the field. Except for the extremely fast woman in the lead, the speed of the others was still within her control.

Fortunately, the disciple-recruiting ceremony was not messed up.

The sweat on her palms gradually stopped, and then she spread out her five fingers, condensed a handkerchief, wiped her fingers clean, and continued to hold Shengqing's hand.

"Are you still nervous?" Sheng Qing raised his hand and poked her head. His fingertips touched a thin layer of sweat, and he immediately revealed a subtle... expression.

She retracted her fingertips, and where Yu Mian couldn't see, she pinched some fingers to clean them, and by the way, she also wanted to clean up Yu Mian as well.

If there weren't so many people around, she would have just done it.

"Not so nervous anymore..." Yu Mian muttered softly, then held his breath and asked, "Do you think... is it true?"

Sheng Qing glanced at Yu Mian. How could she know whether it was true or not? She knew everything except divination. Instead of asking her, why not ask her senior sister?

"I don't know." Sheng Qing spoke bluntly. She wasn't particularly familiar with the man. After all, he only appeared once a month.

Moreover, one does not really need any guidance in one’s own practice.

Yu Mian's brows were furrowed like a caterpillar, not knowing what it meant. Could it really be possible?

She lowered her head to look at the fingertips of her left hand and subconsciously counted, but could not figure out anything.

But nothing can be calculated, which just proves that there is something fishy, unless the cause and effect are so huge that the laws of nature deliberately block it.

As for unimportant people, there is naturally no need to go through so much trouble, so it is more likely that the other party is the master.

However, by the same logic, the enemy knew that some of the immortals had strong deductive abilities, so they set up a special formation to appear more realistic.

But if we can't deduce it, it's abnormal. It will easily arouse the sect's vigilance. Digging deeper into the matter and implicating the mastermind behind the scenes will be even more dangerous...

Yu Mian's left and right brains fought freely against each other, and his thoughts became one.

Cut constantly, the rationale is still chaotic.

It depends on the specific situation...

The leading woman took the lead, passed five gates and killed six generals, her steps were light, and she came towards the top of the mountain very briskly. It was obvious that she had a good foundation.

Her face also became clearer and clearer in the water mirror.

As she approached, many people present became nervous. Reincarnation and rebirth were not uncommon, but the probability of changes in facial appearance and temperament was very high.

After all, after crossing the Naihe River and forgetting the river, one becomes a soul without any attributes again, which goes through the mortal world and is stained with color again.

Like this, it seems like rebirth, it is really puzzling...

Gu Ruci's palm, which was holding the handle, had been secretly crushed several times and then secretly restored. Even her heartbeat, which usually had almost no fluctuations, quickened a lot.

She took one step at a time until she could see the face revealed at the bottom of the steps in the distance of the square without having to look through the water mirror.

The figure gradually emerged, and a person stood alone on the edge of the steps. Behind him were thousands of miles of golden clouds, shining the skylight on him.

She did not stop, but walked steadily towards where the elders were, neither humble nor arrogant, neither hurried nor slow.

Until he came to the center of the crowd, his eyes fell on Gu Ruci who was sitting in the main seat.

A white-haired woman in a sky-blue dress had a simple jade pendant hanging around her waist, just like when she was brought out from the chaotic army. Her eyes suddenly softened and took on a bit of spirit.

Ruci has grown up...

Gu Ruci could not possibly forget this look, and she stood up suddenly. Seeing her stand up, the elders and venerables around her who knew the ability of Venerable Zhaixing were frightened and stood up as well.

No way, really!? Are you back?

Gu Ruci looked at the face in front of her that rarely changed, and her mood suddenly became clear as the clouds and the moon became bright. The sky was bright, as if the clouds and mist had been parted, giving her an answer.

The Heavenly Dao had no choice but to let it go. Even if it asked the question three thousand times a day, it would still not be able to bear it. So it decided to repay the debt, sacrificing some of its Taoist virtues and merits, and picking up the tiny remaining soul to nurture it and return it to peace.

The woman in the room looked around, raised her hand and skillfully saluted, then said in a gentle and clear voice, "Wei Yan, the 771st generation disciple of the Delusion Immortal, will be returning to the sect today."

"After so many years, I finally see the world. May I ask how you are doing?" She asked the monks present, but she still cast her quiet eyes on the white hair, with a hint of love in her eyes.