Seeing everyone's reluctance, she looked extremely reluctant.

True Man Qianjun smiled bitterly, and his eyes were tangled and swept around the group of guardians, wanting to find a suitable peak to send Mo Bei out.

"What should I do? What should I do? This disciple Mo Bei has an average cultivation level and his talent can even be said to be very poor. No one is willing to ask for it."

True Man Qianjun frowned. After thinking about it, a sudden light of inspiration passed through her mind. Her eyes fell behind the crowd. The gray-bearded old man suddenly lit up: "I have it!"

True Ren Qianjun took two steps in a hurry, looked at the gray-bearded old man with a burning look, and said almost eagerly on his face: "Nephew Luo!"

“Hu…hu…”

The gray-bearded old man, known as Senior Brother Luo, was holding his hands and lowering his head, his eyes slightly closed, and he didn't say a word. At first glance, he seemed to be thinking.

Mo Bei followed Qian Yun's eyes and looked closely, but the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched. He was shocked to find that the old man was actually holding his hands, standing still like a wooden stake, breathing evenly falling asleep!

Mo Bei and the three disciples were all a little stunned and forgot to quarrel for a while.

In such a serious hall, everyone was making noises and staring at him, the old man seemed to be hanging up with nothing to do.

But when the other guardians saw this scene, they became accustomed to it.

True Man Qianjun looked a little embarrassed, and walked forward tentatively, and called out a few more times: "Nether Luo, Nephew Luo? Brother Shenghua is here!"

"ah!"

As soon as Qianjun finished speaking, the gray-bearded old man woke up in shock and bowed like a conditioned reflex before he opened his eyes. A hint of panic appeared on his old face: "Master and disciple know that they are wrong. The disciple will never dare to... Huh?"

The old man gray-bearded said halfway. Yu Guang quickly glanced around, but saw Zhenren Qianjun looking at him with a smile. There was no trace of Zhenren Shenghua.

The gray-bearded old man reacted and touched his face. Only then did he realize that the guardians present were watching their jokes.

He couldn't help but blushed, coughed twice, and said, "Ah. What, Master Qianjun? Have you collected these disciples? Then I'll say goodbye first!"

As he said that, the old gray-bearded man turned around and subconsciously walked outside.

True Man Qianjun finally found someone who could help him escape, so how could he let him go so easily? He immediately took two steps, grabbed the old man gray-bearded, and smiled eagerly, "Where isn't there yet."

"Nephew Luo Weng, you Ao Long Peak have not received a few disciples over the years. The Supreme Master has ordered that the mountain peaks should help each other. So, this time I have left a disciple for you!"

Qianjun said with a smile.

"Leave a disciple for me?" Luo Weng's eyes lit up, and a light appeared in his turbid old eyes, and he said unexpectedly: "There is still the rest?"

Qianjun slapped his hand and smiled like a flower on his face: "Of course there is. Look,"

True Man Qianjun pointed to Mo Bei who was stunned not far away, and said with great enthusiasm: "This new disciple, I have a good reputation for all attributes! Excellent talent! Although I started a little late, it doesn't matter. I believe that under the cultivation of Aolong Peak, this disciple will already shine."

"Mo Bei, have you just come to see the guardian?" As he said, True Man Qianjun grabbed Luo Weng's arm tightly, as if he was afraid that he would escape.

Mo Bei could see it, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This Luo Weng's age is obviously much older than the guardians present. However, Zhenren Qianjun still called him his nephew."

"It seems that the Aolong Peak is probably not very good. Its strength is too different from the other ridge peaks. Otherwise, Luo Weng would not be sleepy, and would have followed him up to grab his disciples long ago?"

The more I thought about it, the more depressed Mo Bei became: "Cultivate? Give it a bright future? Cultivate another Luo Weng?"

However, Mo Bei thought again: "Forget it, my original intention is not to shine in this Taixu Sect and be valued by others. It would be better if no one pays attention to me. As long as I practice Taixu Qi, I will leave this Taixu Sect as soon as possible and go to my master!"

All kinds of thoughts flashed through Mo Bei's mind in a flash. He followed the words of Qianjun, walked forward, bent down respectfully, and said to Luo Weng: "I have seen the Guardian Luo."

"Yes!" Qianjun nodded with satisfaction.

"This..." Luo Weng was still a little unable to react when he woke up, but probably understood the situation: "I'm afraid that these guys will pick the remaining disciples and no one wants them, so it's my turn."

Qianjun was afraid that Luo Weng would regret it, so he interrupted him and said, "Don't let this and that, Junior Brother Luo Weng, I think, let's settle it like this!"

"Mo Bei is a disciple of Aolong Peak. You can also go back to work as a member of the office. Everyone is happy, hahaha!"

Having said this, Luo Weng naturally didn't have any more objections: "It's not the first time anyway, just collect it."

"Okay, today's introductory disciple Lingfeng division has been assigned. Brothers, I will say goodbye first!" After saying this, Master Qianjun immediately waved his hand and wisps of blue smoke emerged from his sleeves. The blue smoke was a lotus, and the void rolled into a wisp of auspicious cloud.

She stepped on the lotus clouds and gustled a breeze. As the light flowed, her whole body suddenly rose into the air and turned into a flowing shadow, and disappeared as she escaped.

You have not received the disciple's guardian, so you curled your lips. Even if you were dissatisfied, you could not say anything at this moment, so you had to leave angrily.

"Junior Brother Mo Bei, see you next day!"

In the air, Sun Zhongyan, standing on the sword spirit of Sun and Moon Ridge, hugged Mo Bei with his hands high. The next moment, as the guardian of Sun and Moon Ridge rolled up a series of strong winds, and instantly passed through the sky, disappearing.

The huge hall was empty in the blink of an eye, leaving only Mo Bei and Luo Weng.

"Luo, Luo Protector." Mo Bei shouted tentatively: "Do we go too?"

"Uh?" Luo Weng sorted out his clothes, touched his sleepy eyes, and said, "Well, from today, you will be a disciple of Ao Long Peak. Okay, let's report back to Ao Long Peak with me now."

After saying that, Luo Weng turned around, took a big step, crossed the threshold, walked out the door, and walked about ten feet away in the blink of an eye.

"Hey?" Mo Bei was stunned again. It was not until Luo Weng was about to disappear from sight that he quickly ran up.

"Protector Luo, Protector. Let's fly back if we don't control the sword spirit?" Mo Bei felt a little regretful and longed for it, "I haven't controlled the sword spirit yet."

Unexpectedly, Luo Weng rolled his eyes, gave Mo Bei a blank look, and scolded: "What kind of sword spirit are you controlling? You don't know how precious the spirit stone is now!

How wasteful, start with saving! Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and follow me, take advantage of the sun sets and go home, I still have to chop firewood to make a fire to cook..."

"Oh." Mo Bei touched his nose, followed him quickly, muttering in his heart: "This Ao Long Peak is too stingy. After all, he is a guardian of Taixu Sect. Why is the treatment so bad?"

The two of them quickly went down the mountain. When passing the market set up between the peaks of the ridges, Luo Weng ordered Mo Bei a few times: "You wait for half an hour here, don't run around, I'll go buy some ingredients and come back."

"Yes, Guardian Luo." Mo Bei hugged his hands and agreed.

He watched Luo Weng sneak into the crowd in the market, then he looked around.

The entire market is a huge stone in a radius of three miles, suspended in the sky and hidden in the clouds. Around the stone platform, there are dozens of iron locks connected. One end of the iron lock overpass is connected to the stone platform, and the other end extends to the edge of the sky, connecting the peaks in the clouds.

It was the sunset at this moment, and the breeze was playing with the clouds and mist, gently brushing on Mo Bei's face, making him feel very happy.

"Hu, the inner sect has finally entered the inner sect. Time is really fast in the cultivation world. I have not seen Luo You, Haotian and the others for several years! I don't know which peak they are on now, how they have lived, and whether their cultivation has improved."

Mo Bei was very moved for a moment, and before he knew it, a beautiful figure in red suddenly appeared in his mind.

It seemed that this figure was engraved in his mind. As the breeze of memories cleared away the dust of time, she came to her mind unknowingly.

"And her," Mo Bei unknowingly showed a smile on his lips and said to himself: "How is it going? Maybe, it's almost...

Mo Bei said, subconsciously looking up. Suddenly, his eyes stiffened, and as soon as he said something to his mouth, he stopped instantly.

As he looked at the sky, the beautiful figure as bright as fiery red appeared in his sight, slowly merged with the figure in his mind and stacked together.

The breeze was playful, swaying her black and black hair like a waterfall. The hem of the skirt fluttered in the wind, like a ray of red clouds in the sky.

The sunset dyes the whole world golden, dazzling, beautiful, as if it is poetry and painting, as if it is dotted with ink, making the scene hazy.

Looking at each other.

The moment when his eyes were in contact, Mo Bei felt that the tenderness that appeared from time to time in the flow of beautiful eyes was like a warm current flowing freely in his heart.

"It's been three years."

Ye Qingshuang's eyes were filled with disbelief, and a complicated feeling in her heart made her heart tugged. This heart-wrenching feeling finally slowly condensed into an involuntary smile on her pretty face. Whether it was the hazy sunset or the mist in her eyes, she looked at Mo Bei's figure for a moment.

She wanted to say, "I've been waiting for you for three years."

Ye Qingshuang sucked her nose, and the smile became more and more blooming. The beauty smiled and looked charming. Her red lips opened and she said softly: "You are finally here."
Chapter completed!