When he turned his head and saw Sikong Xiao frowned, "Why is it you again?"

"Please accept me as your disciple and teach me the magic of immortality." The light emitted from the boy's dark pupils was unwavering. Sikong sighed softly, picked up the teapot and took another cup and put it on the empty seat beside him, "Sit down."

The boy looked at Sikong Xiao, hesitated for a moment but still did not move. Sikong Xiao held on to the handle of the pot and poured a cup of tea for the boy without raising his eyes: "Since you want to become a disciple, have you heard the words "Master's fate is like a mountain?"

The boy's eyes lit up, and he sat down immediately without saying a word, and did not even dare to move his fingers.

Sikong smiled and narrowed his eyes with great interest, looked up and down at the boy in front of him for a while. Although there was still a little bruise on his face, he could still see that his slightly tender face had a firmness that his peers did not have.

"Tell me, why do you want to worship me as your teacher?"

Upon hearing this, the boy immediately looked at Sikong Xiao and asked excitedly: "I am willing to accept me as his disciple?"

Seeing Sikong Xiao shook his head slightly, the boy's eyes were red again. As soon as he was about to speak, he was stopped by Sikong Xiao, "You haven't answered my question yet. Why do you want to be my teacher? Is it just to learn skills or have another purpose?"

At the end, Sikong Xiao's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his body unconsciously exuded an aura that only a high-level spiritual cultivator could have.

When the boy heard Sikong Xiao's question, his face became a little stiff. He was forced by Sikong Xiao's top-quality spiritual cultivator's momentum and his whole body shivered. His straight waist was involuntarily bent under the powerful aura. He felt unwilling to accept it, so he took a deep breath and straightened his waist again with perseverance.

A hint of praise flashed in Sikong Xiao's eyes, and his aura also slowed down.

"I became a disciple to learn skills and never be bullied again."

Sikong smiled and lowered his eyes and sipped a small sip of tea, and said lightly: "Then you can practice martial arts."

"No, what I want is not to be bullied by anyone!" The boy stared at Sikong Xiao, and his little hands placed on his knees were unconsciously clenched into fists. "My mother told me that only the highest-grade spiritual practitioner can not be bullied by anyone."

Sikong Xiao was stunned for a moment. After the confusion faded, she smiled, "There are so many high-quality spiritual practitioners in this world, but even their life and death are just common. If you don't be bullied by anyone, you will stand on the top of the world."

The boy was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes shone brightly. His eyes passed through Sikong Xiao's face, looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the teahouse, and murmured like a murmur: "As long as you stand on the top of the world, no one can bully me, then I will stand up desperately."

Sikong Xiao tapped the table with his fingers, and a smile of unknown meaning flashed across his lips, "Sometimes, if you try your best, you may not achieve your goal."

Everyone wants to get involved in the peak position, but under his inflated ambition, he has no talent and qualifications to be called, so he can only imagine it.

Sikong Xiao didn't say this, but seeing that the boy's expression was still firm, Sikong Xiao couldn't say whether he was feeling or admiration. He stopped smiling and asked him seriously: "Since you want to worship me as your teacher, can you know who I am?"

"I know." The boy nodded unexpectedly, Sikong's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

I have never come forward among the four countries, especially in the past ten years, I have never even taken a step forward in the land of the four countries. This boy is only in his teenage years, how could he know him?

Unable to figure it out, Sikong Xiao had to frown and ask him: "Then tell me, who am I?"

The boy didn't know why Sikong Xiao suddenly showed this kind of scrutiny expression, and couldn't help but glance at the imperial notice not far away from the teahouse. After confirming that the vivid woman in the painting was definitely the person in front of him. He pointed to the imperial list of the four countries outside the window and said carefully: "You are the younger sister of the new emperor, Princess Yong'an, the queen's emperor's imperial conferred, Sikong Xiao."

Sikong Xiao almost choked when he heard this, turned around and jumped up from the chair with a "leap". The boy stood up, and his black eyes looked nervously at Sikong Xiao, whose veins popped out of the corner of his forehead.

After a while, Sikong Xiao let out a long sigh and turned around and sat down. Seeing the boy standing, he waved his sleeves and said weakly: "Sit..."

The boy sat down as he said, and Sikong smiled and asked, "What's your name?"

The boy hesitated and told the truth: "Liang Ziyun."

"Are you a descendant of the Liang royal family?" Sikong asked with a smile. Liang Ziyun nodded with a gloomy expression when he heard this. "Because my father is low, I asked me to follow my mother's surname."

"Do you have any grudges when the old beam is destroyed?"

"Haha... Liang State was destroyed, they blamed him!"

Hearing the boy in front of him, Sikong smiled and looked inquiring eyes. The boy opposite saw his chest fluctuating violently for a while, then lowered his head in vain and gritted his teeth and said, "Those people are not only despised by me and my mother, but also want to win over high-ranking officials in the court. My mother, who was just two months pregnant, remarried to him. My mother couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide by jumping into the river. My father went to the family to ask for an explanation, but who knew... he never came out again after entering the door."

Sikong smiled slightly with his eyes, "Then you were beaten and scolded in the alley..."

A strong murderous intent flashed in Liang Ziyun's eyes, and his fists clenched loudly, "It's the elders of the clan. They don't kill me, they just beat, scold, and insult me ​​every day. One day I will give him back thousands of times!"

Sikong Xiao stayed on the boy for a while, thinking of the more than a hundred swords and the phlegm that was hardened in the alley, and knew that this boy was vengeful and would definitely slash the elder in his mouth when he had the chance in the future. After a while, he said, "If you really become a disciple, you will go to the Chen Guo Immortal Sect in three months. If you can pass the introductory test, I will accept you."

After talking, Sikong Xiao left a silver ingot on the table, and when he turned around, his figure disappeared into the air.

Liang Ziyun clenched his fists, looked firmly at the place where Sikong Xiao disappeared, and muttered: "I will definitely pass the test."

*

Chen Guoxianmen

Sikong Xiao suddenly appeared at the door of the conference hall. The three people in the hall were talking about things were shocked. When they looked back suddenly, they saw Sikong Xiao paced with his hands behind his back.

"Xiaoxiao, are you here? We are discussing how the Sikong family will be born. Come quickly and let's discuss it together."

Sikong smiled and walked towards Sikong Song who was waving to him, and asked with a smile: "What's the result of the discussion?"

Qi Hong and the ancestor of the Immortal Sect looked at each other, and the latter coughed twice and said, "Go back to Young Master, this is what we think. Now that the Sikong family is small, it is unlikely to develop in the form of a family. The best way is to establish a sect."

Sikong Song nodded in agreement and then said, "And our sect will not set the threshold with identity and blood like those organizations in the Four Kingdoms continents."

"Kotsune is right. If we want to make a name for ourselves, we must treat everyone equally. Whether it is royal relatives or nobles or family members, we must judge the level of qualifications by their qualifications!" Qi Hong said with a smile in her eyes. The three of them nodded again when they heard this. Obviously, this was the final result of their discussion.
Chapter completed!