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soon.

The palace master heard about Luo Tian's disappearance and sent most of the inner sect elders to investigate in detail, but they found nothing. Not only could they not determine the direction in which he left, they didn't even know if he really left.

Since I can’t find Luo Tian, ​​I can only focus on Qingyi.

Luo Tian's ability is too strange and there is no way to deal with it. You must never offend him. It is better to be careful.

The next morning.

Qingyi arrived on time to take part in the assessment for true disciples and became the focus of everyone.

Qingyi has extraordinary talent, strong strength, and a unique character. As expected, Qingyi has been promoted all the way, unimpeded, and relying on his own ability, he won the first place and obtained the status of a quasi-true disciple.

There were three people who finally made it through, all of them women.

Those who were eliminated were sent back to the inner sect living area and their status as inner sect disciples was determined, which could not be changed in their lifetime.

Inside the main hall of Qingluan Palace.

The Palace Master and the other twelve inner sect elders sat high on the throne, looking down from above, releasing their aura, making the atmosphere on the scene extremely solemn and majestic. Their undisguised gazes glared at them, as if it was a trial scene.

The three quasi-true disciples including Qingyi were not ordinary people. They were top-notch geniuses among millions. Naturally, they would not be stage-frightened when faced with such a situation. None of them lowered their heads. They all held their heads high and looked ahead with confidence, their eyes colliding fiercely.

Above the main seat.

The palace master's voice was like the cold wind, and he spoke with contempt.

"Qingyi, you are the leader of this generation of true disciples. According to the rules since ancient times, are you willing to take me as your master?"

"Disciple is willing to meet Master."

The man in blue saluted with both hands, without hesitation, lowered his head, and bowed at a 45-degree angle.

"Okay, from now on, you are my eldest disciple, the eldest sister of all the disciples of this generation in Qingluan Palace. I hope you won't let me down. The lineage of the Palace Master must not be tainted by any sentimentality. You should devote yourself to the Tao and spend your whole life in Qingluan Palace."

Qingyi's eyelids twitched and he suddenly raised his head, shocked, but feeling that it was reasonable to look at the Palace Master. His eyes were extremely complicated, and it was difficult to describe them with just one word: chaos.

Her red lips opened, but no sound came out, and Qingyi looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated.

The palace master narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice a little.

"Qingluan Palace is named after Qingluan Bingxin Jue. To practice this technique, one must cut off all emotions and desires. One cannot have love. Once one loses one's virginity, all one's cultivation will be gone. Decades of hard work will be burned to ashes, like light smoke that will be blown away by the wind and cannot be retained."

"Qing Yi, your master respects your decision. He has abandoned you. Whether you choose to completely sever ties with him, or love him once in your life and never love him again, and stay chaste for him forever, it will not affect your practice of Qingluan Bingxin Jue."

"Do you understand what your master means? Qingyi."

"Disciple understands. Thank you Master for your teachings." Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief and saluted again.

"It's good to understand."

The Palace Master nodded with satisfaction and a smile on his face, and Qingyi thus confirmed his identity as a true disciple.

As for the other two? They were not as good as Qing Yi, and the Palace Master looked down upon them completely. However, there were five inner sect elders who were ready to accept them as disciples.

There are many masters but few apprentices, so the two of them have the right to choose. After careful consideration, they both become disciples of their favorite masters. With a master, they have confirmed their status as true disciples.

After the show, relevant treatment will be arranged immediately.

Qingyi followed the Palace Master to the highest place in the entire Qingluan Palace and walked into the room. There was an incomplete spirit gathering formation that could ensure that the spiritual energy was not lost. The air was filled with spiritual energy of not very high purity.

Qingyi's eyes lit up and she liked this place very much. Practicing here for one day is equivalent to practicing hard for ten days outside.

Stop.

The Palace Master turned around and sat in the main seat in the living room. There was a slight smile on his face. His voice became a little gentler as he said to Qing Yi who was standing in front of him:

"Men's words are deceitful, I believe you know this truth. When walking in the world of martial arts, the most important thing to be wary of is men. Although I do not deny that there may be one or two good men among them, such people are too rare, as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, and it is hard to find them in the world. Finding a man who is worthy of entrusting your life, the other half of your life, is harder than climbing to the sky."

"The teacher has no other intentions. If you don't want to hear it, you can just pretend that the teacher never said it or heard it. There is only one life, and it is always yours. There is no turning back in life, and if you look back, there is no shore. Just be careful."

"It never hurts to be a little wary of men."

"Yes, disciple will remember it. Thank you Master for the reminder." The girl in green bowed her head respectfully, with no change in her expression, making it difficult to guess what she was thinking.

The Palace Master didn't care and waved his hand:

"Go ahead. That's your room. From today on, you will live and eat with me. Tomorrow morning, I will formally teach you the method of cultivation. I hope you will study hard and not waste your time."

"Yes, Master, I'll take my leave."

Qingyi raised her hand to salute, turned around and strode away. With her long legs, she walked briskly into the bedroom in a few seconds and closed the door casually.

The Palace Master looked in the direction where Qing Yi left, with a faint smile on his lips, which was full of his meaning.

Smile and say nothing.

morning.

The Palace Master transformed himself into a dignified and kind master. He not only taught Qingyi the Qingluan Bingxin Jue intactly, but also explained to her in detail his experience in cultivation, helping her avoid many detours.

Careful and patient, the palace master's tone and temperament became increasingly gentle, and he sincerely regarded Qingyi as his disciple, the successor of Qingluan Palace, and the next palace master.

After all, falling in love is not terrible. The other party is a lustful man. It is too easy to break this love. The palace master has absolute confidence in this aspect. In addition, being hurt by love, never loving again in life, only the most cold and ruthless hatred, is more helpful for practicing Qingluan Bingxin Jue, which can be said to be twice the result with half the effort, and even has the hope of reaching the perfect state.

In this case, it doesn’t matter and it’s not a big problem.

Next, the Palace Master did not make any unnecessary moves. He only planned to build a good relationship with Qingyi, improve her favorability, let her regard this place as her new home, completely become a part of Qingluan Palace, and give birth to an inseparable sense of belonging.

The next plan is to wait for Luo Tian to appear. From then on, we just have to wait and everything will remain the same.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Kunlun Mountains.

In the lush green and endless mountains and forests, a wisp of white smoke rises up, like clouds entering the forest, giving the forest a mysterious and ethereal feeling.

Under the thousand-year-old trees, on the hundred-year-old grassland.

With a clean stone under his buttocks, Luo Tian was roasting wild chicken. He brushed some secret seasoning on it, cut it lightly with a knife, and made a few fancy cuts. The aroma immediately filled his nose and spread all around.

The aroma of barbecue wafted through the forest, but ordinary creatures could not smell it, such as the Kunlun Taoists who made a living by hunting in his generation and began to practice Taoism and seek immortality in his generation, as well as various birds and beasts.

Only a snow-white little fox was attracted by the fragrance, deeply intoxicated and unable to resist the temptation.