Chapter 6 Worship to Wan Jianzong
Luo Hong looked at the small figure in front of him, and couldn't recover. Did he hear it wrong? Enter Wanjianmen? The other suzerains also looked at Zhiyao in surprise, but Ye Feng had such a helpless look on his face.
"Little girl, don't you know much about your spiritual root?" Lin Yun asked in disbelief: "Do you know that your spiritual root is the heavenly root, which is a natural cultivation method?" What kind of sword do you learn?"
"Yes, little girl, think about it again, it's a waste of your good spiritual root to be a swordsman." Ye Xiu didn't care about arguing anymore, and quickly echoed Lin Yun. , I am deeply afraid that Zhiyao will really go to Wanjianzong.
Hearing this, Luo Hong felt a little uncomfortable. Although Ye Xiu said the truth, it was a slap in the face of him in public.
"Little girl, do you know that to become a sword cultivator, you need not only a good spiritual root, but also a high level of understanding in the way of swordsmanship. Otherwise, no matter how good the spiritual root is, it will be difficult to advance to the golden core, let alone Fly to become a fairy." Luo Hong stared at Zhiyao, and felt that this girl probably knew very little about Jianxiu.
Zhiyao straightened up, looked directly into Luo Hong's eyes, and returned solemnly: "These fathers have told their disciples that the disciple really wants to become a sword cultivator, and it's not just a whim!
" The girl was so persistent, Luo Hong felt a little moved. Knowing that the road ahead is difficult and dangerous, she still chooses to persevere. This kind of spirit is the basic quality that sword cultivators need. It is impossible to say that this girl can really make achievements in the way of swordsmanship in the future.
Luo Hong looked at Night Breeze, and Night Breeze looked at Shiqi's upright body with expectant eyes, remembering her persistence, and finally nodded to Luo Hong.
When Luo Hong got Ye Feng's reply, a smile finally appeared in his eyes. Looking at the girl in front of me again, the more I look at it, the more I like it.
"Since you insist on joining my Wanjian sect, how can I not accept it?" Luo Hong said and rubbed Zhiyao's little head.
Finally achieved her goal, Zhiyao was overjoyed for a while, and then performed the junior ceremony: "Ye Zhiyao has met the suzerain!"
Luo Hong nodded in satisfaction: "You say goodbye to your father first, you won't see him in a short time." Then he turned and returned to the stone platform.
With things at this point, Lin Yun and Ye Xiu could only give up and return to the stone platform together. It's just that the eyes looking at Zhiyao are full of pity, after all, once such a good spiritual root becomes a sword repairer, it will no longer have much advantage. If he becomes a Dharma cultivator, he may be even more monstrous than Shangguan Nanxuan.
Li Qian also recovered from the farce in front of him, and looked at Zhiyao with a little pity.
"Next, it's time for everyone to choose their own sect. Whichever sect you want to choose, just walk into its divided area." As soon as Li Qian finished speaking, the children below couldn't wait to start choosing.
Night Breeze picked up Zhiyao, and Zhiyao was reluctant to get into Night Breeze's arms, feeling a little sad. A few days ago, my mother went to retreat, and now I am about to start my cultivation career. In this life, Zhiyao is already very content to spend five years of happy time with her parents.
Thinking of the fate of her parents and Ye's family, Zhiyao felt a sense of urgency. In this life, I will never let the Ye family follow the old path in the original text.
"You! I don't know what to say about you. But Seventeen, since you have chosen Sword Cultivator, no matter what happens in the future, don't regret it, you know?" Worry and reluctance gathered on Night Breeze's face.
"Father, since Seventeen has made his choice, he will never regret it!" Zhi Yao solemnly looked back at her father, her eyes full of seriousness.
(end of this chapter)