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"Are you stupid? That must be the new disciple of Lord Qing Hui. I heard that he brought him back as soon as he left the mountain gate. Your Lord has never accepted a disciple before, and I don't know why this person was accepted by your Lord. As a disciple, he must be extremely talented, right?"
"Hmph, I can't believe Er'er. He can't even fly with a sword. I'm afraid he can't compare with me, right? I don't know what kind of bad luck he got to be accepted as a disciple by Lord Qing Hui!"
"This uncle has only been in the profession for a few months. You have been in the profession for two years. How can you compare?"
"Didn't you say that he is extremely talented? He is extremely talented, so how can his cultivation speed be the same as that of ordinary people? I see that he has been practicing for a few months but he can't even fly with a sword. Does this mean he is extremely talented?"
Another disciple looked at him with a disapproving look. He must have been afraid that he would not listen no matter how much he tried to persuade him, so he shook his head and stopped talking.
Most of the disciples of the Yuexu Sect looked up to Master Qinghui and hoped that one day they would be chosen as disciples by the Master and be taught by the Master himself. But suddenly one day, the Master accepted an ordinary person from nowhere outside the sect. As a disciple, this new disciple lives so quietly that no one can be seen, so it is inevitable that many disciples will be unconvinced.
"In the last round, Liu Mosheng wins!"
Liu Mosheng clasped his fists and said to the person who was knocked out of the competition platform, "I accept." Then he walked to the high platform where the elders of the Yuexu Sect were sitting, stood on the first section of the ninety-nine steps, and faced the high platform. Everyone on board made a disciple's salute, "Greetings to the master and all your lords!"
The old man Qing Xun looked at Liu Mosheng with a smile and said, "Okay, okay, you are the first place in this year's competition. Not bad, not bad. Junior brother, I will leave this disciple to you for the remaining month."
Qing Hui was about to agree, but was suddenly interrupted by Ji Juewen, "Master, I have something to ask of you."
"What's the matter?" What does this brat who bullied my daughter want to do?
"You set the first place prize as one month of my master's teachings, but my master did not agree. If my master does not want to, there must be nothing you can do." Ji Juewen said lightly, but his tone was very serious. Be certain.
Qing Xun choked. Although the junior brother did not explicitly agree at the time, he did not refuse either. According to the junior brother's temperament, not refusing would mean that he had agreed. That's why he decided to use this as a lottery. Who would have thought that today he would be treated like this? The brat used it to choke him!
Qing Xun puffed his beard and stared at Qing Hui, do you still care about your apprentice? !
Although Qing Hui was a little surprised by Ji Juowen's behavior at this time, when faced with Qing Xun's questioning, he still shook his head. If Zi Xiu doesn't like it, then I won't teach him.
Qingxun was so angry that he wanted to wake up his junior brother! Is this still his junior brother? What's going on with such a disciple-control look? What kind of ecstasy soup did that brat give his junior brother? !
Qing Xun was so angry that he almost jumped, but unexpectedly he heard Ji Jue say slowly and calmly, "But the lottery has been decided, and my master can't refuse it rashly. How about this, I have a competition with my nephew, if my nephew wins, If you kill me, your fortune will remain unchanged."
Among the disciples of the Yuexu Sect, except for the headmaster and the elders, Ji Juowen, as the first disciple of Qinghui, can be called a nephew.
"Okay, then Mo Sheng will be offended. Master, please invite me." Before Qing Xun agreed, Liu Mo Sheng had already responded, stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, and then jumped onto the competition stage.
Liu Mosheng had also heard about this person, so he knew that this person had only been a beginner for a few months, and he had been studying hard for three years. Now that Ji Juowen made such a request, he felt quite underestimated and looked down upon. After all, the youthful spirit, even if He knew that such a competition was unfair, but in front of his admired Lord Qing Hui, he still impulsively accepted the competition.
It wasn't until he flew to the competition stage that Liu Mosheng's rationality emerged again. He couldn't help but feel annoyed. Even if he won such an unfair competition, he would still be defeated. What's more, that person was his disciple after all, and he didn't know what he would think of him. .
But at this time, there was no way out, not to mention the temptation to be taught by His Majesty himself was indeed very great. His dream was already within easy reach but was interfered with. How could he be willing to do so? At worst, he would put some water in the competition, so that the person's defeat would not be so ugly, and that person's face could be saved.
With this thought in his mind, Liu Mosheng finally made up his mind.
Ji Juewen was still standing on the high platform and returned a serious look to Qing Hui's gaze, "Master, don't worry, I will win."
"How are you going to win? Then Liu Mosheng's cultivation is already at the early stage of foundation building. You have only been practicing for a short time. I'm afraid you have just started practicing You are already at foundation building?!" Qing Xun originally looked at it casually and thought it was just a short period of time. In a few months, no matter how talented he is, he will only reach the peak of his Qi refining stage. Who would have thought that with just one look, he could see a foundation.
 At this time, Qing Hui couldn't feel anything anymore. He was like a person who had his four senses blocked and was in panic. Only the fresh breath he could smell from the person in front of him could make his heart feel more stable than ever before.
With what he did today, do I think that he also has a little bit of liking for me?
Even if it is just a liking for Master.
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"Impossible! He will never like you! Do you think there is anything worthy of being liked about you? You are cold, dull, and do not understand emotions. Apart from a good appearance, what else is worthy of being liked?"
"Hahahaha - don't deceive yourself! I am your inner demon, and I am the one who knows you best! No one likes you! No one will like you! Neither will he!"
Qing Hui lay on the bed in the room, opened his eyes suddenly, and showed an evil smile, "He won't like you, Bingcube."
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Qing Qian: You are cold, dull, and have low emotional intelligence!
Qing Hui:
Qing Qian: No one will like you!
Qing Hui:
Qing Qian: Neither can he!
Qing Hui:(heartbroken)
Qing Qian: Because he wants to like me!
Qing Hui:
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