Among the crowd.

In addition to Xiao Yi and Xiao Lin, even the elders and deacons and the old group of disciples from Xiaoshanheyuan were all shocked at this moment.

Xiao Yi's name has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Especially in the minds of the people in Xiaoshanheyuan, Xiao Yi is like a god.

Extremely majestic and unshakable!

Not to mention the disciples, even the elders and deacons were extremely eager to be able to become a disciple and become even a registered disciple under Xiao Yi. This can be seen from Chen Ziyi, Li Youruo and Fu Yuan alone.

Under Xiao Yi's guidance, Chen Ziyi and Li Youruo broke through the shackles for many years and entered the ranks of the Seven-Star Formation Masters.

Fu Yuan even became a seven-star high-level alchemist.

Only one step away from the Eight-Star Alchemy Master!

These were all done under the guidance of Xiao Yi. Without Xiao Yi's guidance, they might not be able to achieve their current achievements in a few hundred years. As for the cultivation path, Ye Heng and Jin Feiyan's rapid progress was also seen by everyone.

There is a saying circulating inside Xiaoshanheyuan: There is no mediocre under the dean!

Even if the rotten wood is in Xiao Yi's hands, it can be transformed!

Ruan Yunyi, the star of the Sangmen who was disliked by the ten major sects and avoided the gate, was actually favored by Xiao Yi, which really shocked and disbelief.

"Xiao, Dean Xiao, Lord Xiao!"

Ruan Yunyi seemed very cramped and saluted Xiao Yi and Xiaolin with a respectful look on his face.

Xiaolin also served as the position of the Palace Master in Xiaoshanheyuan. In addition, he followed Xiao Yi's surname, so it was not wrong to call him the Palace Master Xiao.

Xiaolin nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Ruan Yunyi, I specially introduced you to the dean. I want him to accept you as my disciple. You can't lose my face!"

"ah?"

Ruan Yunyi looked at Xiaolin in disbelief.

Let him become Xiao Yi’s disciple?

Is this possible?

Xiao Yi is the most bare-handed existence in the Daqian Dynasty now. Who is qualified to become his disciple?

Xiao Yi also frowned, but did not immediately refute Xiaolin, but said lightly: "Whether you can become my disciple depends on your performance."

His eyes swept over Xiaolin.

Xiaolin smiled and said, "Ruan Yunyi, take off your upper clothes!"

"Ah? Oh!"

Ruan Yunyi subconsciously responded, then took off his shirt and had a black birthmark on his chest, but the black birthmark looked like a skull. Xiao Yi's pupils shrank suddenly and he stared at Ruan Yunyi: "Ruan Yunyi, is your birthmark born or appeared the day after tomorrow?"

Ruan Yunyi was stunned.

He subconsciously glanced at his chest and said with a sad face: "It has been since I was born, and it has become bigger and bigger as I grow older."

Xiao Yi pondered for a moment and pointed out with one point.

Buzz!

The vitality penetrated into Ruan Yunyi's body, but after wandering around, it was absorbed by the black skull.

That trace of vitality is like a mud cow entering the sea, losing its trace.

"Sure enough!"

Xiao Yi's eyes glowed and he stared at Ruan Yunyi, "Ruan Yunyi, are you willing to worship me as his teacher? Of course, you can only be a registered disciple now. When you break through to the Golden Dan realm one day, I will accept you as a formal disciple. Are you willing?"

boom!

Ruan Yunyi only felt that God was making a big joke with him.

He was extremely unlucky since he was a child. He went to the top ten sects and no one asked him for it.

result……

The famous Xiao Yi actually wanted to accept him as his disciple?

Xiaolin urged, "Why don't you kneel down and become a disciple?"

Plop!

Ruan Yunyi quickly knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Disciple Ruan Yunyi pays homage to Master!"

"Get up!"

Xiao Yi smiled slightly. Ruan Yunyi was an extremely special physique, called the body of misfortune.

Any owner of the body of doom will be very unlucky from childhood to adulthood.

No matter how he practices, most of the energy will be swallowed by the black skull on his chest. If he is not controlled, when the black skull occupy his entire body, it will be his death period. But Xiao Yi has obtained the inheritance of Daoyan, which is the method of controlling the body of bad luck and turning it into treasure.

Xiao Yi took out the book of "The Death and Desperate Poison Body" from the storage ring and handed it to Ruan Yunyi.

Since taking control of Xiaoshanheyuan, he has written many classics from the Daoyan inheritance to facilitate the disciples of Xiaoshanheyuan.

This "Destiny Poison Body" is one of the volumes.

"Thank you for your skills!" Ruan Yunyi looked excited.

All the strong men around were looking envious and jealous.

But they were helpless.

after all.

Now Ruan Yunyi is Xiao Yi's disciple, so they dare not be as sarcastic as before.

certainly……

The one in the world is the iron-headed man. Tang Feihu, the young man with the feather fan and fur scarf, stepped forward with anger on his face, and said with his neck stammering: "I don't accept it!"

Among the crowd.

Even though they had the daily training of Shadow Demon and others, they did not dare to have any behavior that affected their discipline, many people showed an equally dissatisfied look at this time.

after all.

This is what makes Xiao Yi's disciple.

If it were someone with outstanding talent, it would likely make a leaps and bounds in a short period of time.

If it falls into Ruan Yunyi's hands, it is likely to be a waste of time and the resources of Xiaoshanheyuan. For a moment, many strong people spoke: "Dean, we are not convinced. Why can he become your disciple?"

"What is the point of this Sangmen Star that is stronger than us? We are not convinced!"

One by one, the strong men shouted.

Ruan Yunyi's face was pale under the shouts of everyone, and his eyes for help fell on Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi looked at everyone with a expressionless face and said lightly: "It seems that you all think that you are better than Ruan Yunyi?"

"That's right!"

"How could this Sangmen Star be compared with me? I must be better!"

"Please take back Cheng's life and leave this precious disciple quota for us!"

Facing everyone's words, Xiao Yi asked with a smile: "Do you all think so?"

Almost two-thirds of the strong nodded at the first time.

Although there was so much hesitation left, I didn’t deny it.

Xiao Yi smiled and continued, "If I tell you that Ruan Yunyi's talent is stronger than all of you here, do you believe it?"

"ah?"

"How is this possible?"

"If his talent was really that high, how could the top ten sects keep him out?"

Ye Heng walked out of the crowd, touched his nose, and said lightly: "I was once known as a waste, but after meeting my master, I realized that I was actually the legendary holy body of fighting! "

Jin Feiyan yawned. She had just returned from the back mountain to practice. She looked a little tired, but her voice was still loud: "I always felt that my body skills were very strong. Until I met Master, I realized that my body skills were just a first-hand. The method mastered by Master is not something we can guess. Since he planned to accept Ruan Yunyi as his disciple, there must be his reason!"

However, Tang Feihu ignored everyone's words and shouted loudly: "Dean, disciple Tang Feihu, thinks that he is far superior to Ruan Yunyi in terms of talent and character. I think I am more suitable to be your disciple than him!"

"Tang Feihu?"

"Legendly, he is a descendant of Tang Pu, one of the four great talents in the past. Tang Feihu is both outstanding in poetry and painting. He uses poetry and painting to enter the sword art, and is a rare genius!"

"I didn't expect that even the descendants of Tang Pu came to join Xiaoshanheyuan and wanted to join President Xiao, so President Xiao was so amazing!"

Everyone exclaimed.

Tang Feihu's identity is really surprising, even Xiao Yi is a little surprised.

Tang Pu.

This person who was once as famous as the deadly scholar Jin Wuhen, as his descendant, was able to enter the Tao with poetry and painting, and was indeed a rare pride of heaven.

Listening to the whispers of the people around him, Tang Feihu's face was filled with pride.

He raised his chin slightly, as if he had already regretted seeing Xiao Yi, rejected Ruan Yunyi and accepted him as his disciple!

only……

Xiao Yi shook his head and said, "You can't compare to him!"

"Um?"

Tang Feihu's face froze and looked at Xiao Yi in disbelief, "Dean, do you know what you are talking about? You actually rejected me? I am a descendant of Tang Pu, and I am a master of poetry and painting. You actually said that I can't compare to him? Are you blind? "

"Shut up!"

Before Xiao Yi could speak, a weak Ruan Yunyi suddenly roared and stared at Tang Feihu, "You can insult me, but you are not allowed to insult Master!"

Tang Feihu said angrily: "Get out of here, you trash..."

Ruan Yunyi's face was flushed, and the blue veins on his neck were pounding wildly. He stared at Tang Feihu. The cold light that was chosen in his eyes suddenly made the loudest voice he had in his life: "I want to challenge you!"
Chapter completed!