C16 Official disciple

The image that Wei Peng had just left on Han Yan could only be described with one word, and that was disappointment.

Originally, Chu Feng had thought that although Immortals couldn't be considered to be helping the strong and helping the weak, they were at the very least, like immortals. However, when the elder spoke of wine, he did not look like an immortal at all. It seemed that he was more interested in being a drunkard. It would have been fine if he was just a drunkard, but he actually ran over to the outer sect and traded it for wine.

The fact that foundation-building stage cultivator came here to ask for wine could only mean one thing. He did not dare to drink in the inner sect, nor did he dare to go down the mountain to buy wine without permission. Although Han Yan didn't know what would happen if he was caught drinking wine, the punishment must be quite severe. Otherwise, he would not have forced a Taoist to such a state, and actually used a cultivation method to exchange for a few gourds of wine. Of course, there was another reason for him to obtain the skill. After all, secret manuals were exchanged privately. As long as the exchange was successful, no one would tell anyone about it.

Hearing Wei Peng's words, Han Yan was not even the least bit afraid, and spoke sternly: "Elder, if he goes to get the wine, it's only a secret scripture, you won't take him as your disciple, why should I learn him?"

Wei Peng was startled, and asked gravely: "What do you mean?" He was puzzled in his heart. Could it be that practicing the secret technique was unable to move the outer sect disciple in front of him?

Han Yan took a deep breath and said seriously: "I want to become an official disciple."

Wei Peng was stunned at first, but then smiled and said: "You want me to accept you as my disciple?" As an elder, he didn't dare to laugh too loudly. However, the corners of his mouth kept twitching, as if he had heard the funniest joke of all.

Han Yan shook his head, and said: "It's not that I want to, but that you have to take me in as your disciple." At this moment, the two of them did not have the slightest feeling of being elders or disciples.

Wei Peng also heard something from Han Yan's tone, and his laughter abruptly stopped as he asked: "Why should I accept you as my disciple?"

"Because of what you just said." Han Yan said with confidence, "Clan Elder, if I am not wrong, the disciples of the sect are not allowed to drink alcohol."

Wei Peng's face sunk, then disappeared, and said indifferently: "So what, am I not drunk yet?"

Han Yan laughed coldly: "Elder, you've already done that. If I told you what happened just now, what would the result be?" For the sake of cultivating the Dao, Han Yan had no other choice but to do so. He knew that this might be the only chance he would have to come into contact with an elder by himself. If he couldn't accept him as an official disciple, then he would have to wait for three years, or even longer.

Hearing Han Yan's slightly threatening tone, Wei Peng's expression changed as he said in a stern voice, "Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?"

Han Yan looked straight at Wei Peng, without a single hint of fear on his face. Putting up his chest, he said: "Elder, you won't kill me, and you don't dare to kill me." He paused for a moment before continuing: "The elder came here to investigate why there is such rich spiritual energy. If I die, what will the sect think? They will think that you found a big secret and want to hide it so they killed you."

Hearing Han Yan's logical and logical analysis, Wei Peng took a deep breath. He suddenly felt that Han Yan was very scary. At the same time, he also understood a principle in his heart. Han Yan did all this just to be his disciple, but after thinking for a moment, he said to Han Yan, "How do you know that I won't risk being punished by the sect and won't take you in as my disciple?"

Han Yan secretly heaved a sigh of relief and said: "Accepting me as your disciple doesn't have any losses for you, so why aren't you agreeing?" Since Wei Peng was able to say these words, it showed that he had the intention to take in a disciple. In fact, Han Yan did not have any confidence at all. After all, he did not know about the sect rule s in the inner sect.

Wei Peng sighed, and said: "You are very smart, but your talent is too bad, so you are not suitable to cultivate." As he spoke, he prepared to leave.

Han Yan's heart skipped a beat, he looked at Wei Peng who was about to reach the door, and suddenly clenched his teeth: "The lack of talent can be made up for with time, as an immortal elder, do you still want to bother with what disciple just said?" He had already went all out. If Wei Peng still did not accept him as a disciple, he could only watch a great opportunity pass by.

Wei Peng had already walked to the door, and when he heard Han Yan's words, his body couldn't help but tremble. That year, he was still an outer disciple, and his talent was the same as Han Yan's, so he was not suitable for cultivation. However, after his master saw him, she unexpectedly took him in as a disciple. Many years later, when his master became an immortal, he finally understood one thing. His master was also a cultivator with insufficient talent, and with perseverance and hard work, he finally reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

Turning around, Wei Peng stared fixedly into Han Yan's eyes. From the pair of eyes that were filled with resolute conviction, he was as if he could see himself back then. Remembering his master's last words, Wei Peng sighed, slowly walked in front of Han Yan, and said in a deep voice, "The reason I took you as my disciple is not because of what you just said, but because of your faith." Before his master died, she only said one sentence, "My sect can only accept disciples from the outer sect. As long as you see someone with a firm belief that surpasses mortals, you can take them in as disciples. Remember, you can't let your master die. "

As an elder, Wei Peng was not like the other elders, who either had a high cultivation or had a few disciples. It was not that he hadn't thought about taking in disciples after his master had Ascension, but all these years, he had been searching for someone among the outer sect disciples and couldn't find someone he was satisfied with.

He was bragging in front of other disciples, but as long as he didn't move from his spot and persevered in his belief, he was qualified for this disciple selection test. Earlier, when Han Yan heard his words, although she did not have much of an expression on her face, he could still see that Han Yan's heart desired to cultivate but the conviction in her eyes was extremely dim. If not for the words Han Yan had said just now, allowing him to see a pair of eyes that held firm conviction when he turned around, he would not have thought of those past events and would not have agreed to accept Han Yan as his disciple.

To his Master, Wei Peng had a deep graciousness. If not for his Master, he would at most be a level 1 Qi Disciple. That was exactly the case, as long as his master stayed, he would carry it out seriously. After calculating the time, it was not far from Ascension, and they did indeed need to accept a disciple. However, Han Yan's expression just now had barely met the requirements.

After hearing Wei Peng's words, Han Yan did not dare to be sure, and quickly asked: "Elder, did you really accept me as your disciple?"

Looking at Han Yan, Wei Peng smiled slightly and said: "I'll accept you as my disciple. However, in the future, you are not allowed to speak to Master in that tone." He remembered that back then when his master accepted him as a disciple, her expression was exactly the same as Han Yan's right now.

Han Yan suddenly bent his waist, and after performing a large bow, he solemnly said: "Master, please accept this disciple's bow." With that, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed nine times. In these nine strikes, each time, he had used a great deal of strength. After nine kowtows, Han Yan's forehead was already filled with traces of blood. If you looked closely, you could still see the scars in the blood.

After Han Yan finished kowtowing, Wei Peng laughed and said, "Brat, you sure are serious! Back then, when I knelt down in front of your Master Ancestor, I did not even use that much strength. " He waved his hand, gesturing for Han Yan to get up, and said with a sigh: "Master said, the louder you kowtow, the deeper your conviction. I hope that you can persevere in your cultivation in the future, and not disgrace me."

"I will definitely remember Master's teachings and work hard to cultivate." These words revealed the thoughts in Han Yan's heart. In the past, cultivation had always been done in secret, but now that he had a master, he had to reach the 1st level of the Refinement Stage within a year to become an official disciple.

"Hm!" It's good that you understand that. " Wei Peng said slowly, "I will go back and report this to the Sect Leader. You will pack your things later, and we will head to the inner sect tomorrow."

Seeing that Wei Peng was about to leave, Han Yan clenched his teeth, and said. "Master, can you promise this disciple one thing …"

As if he knew what Han Yan was thinking, Wei Peng interrupted him and said, "Master can only have one disciple, he has no fate with me." His voice echoed within the room, and his body became a beam of light, piercing through the skies.

Looking at the sky, Han Yan clenched his fists tightly, his face full of excitement. He had been waiting for this day for a long time. Finally, he no longer needed to find ways to cultivate. He no longer had to sneakily run to the depths of the mountains in the early morning.

After a while, he suddenly heard someone calling for him. Han Yan quickly looked in the direction of the voice and saw Xie Hu running quickly towards him with a few wine gourds in his hands.

Xie Hu ran over while asking, "Han Yan, why did you come out? He was about to say something urgent, but he swallowed his words.

Seeing Xie Hu, Han Yan felt that he owed him a lot, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Xie Hu ran over, extended a hand and shook it in front of Han Yan's eyes, laughing: "What's wrong? "It's like he's lost in thought."

"Nothing." Han Yan secretly sighed with a trace of guilt in his voice.

Xie Hu did not hear it and laughed: "Don't wait here for me, let's go see the elders!" As he spoke, he started to walk towards the junk room.

"Xie Hu, you don't need to." Looking at Xie Hu's retreating back, Han Yan suddenly shouted.

Xie Hu's body that was moving ahead suddenly trembled. After taking a glance at the opened door, he turned around and looked at Han Yan, and asked in confusion, "Why aren't we going?" From his position, he could only see the door, not the interior of the room. He did not know that Wei Peng was no longer there.

Han Yan felt even more sorry for this brother who had always taken care of him. Knowing that he could not hide it, he said, "Xie Hu, actually, I …" He had already thought of what to say, but when the words reached his mouth, he didn't know where to start.

Xie Hu still did not seem to have any plans, he pounded Han Yan's chest and laughed: "Don't be like a dead woman, what happened?"

"Elder, he …" Han Yan took a deep breath and said in one breath, "The elder accepted me as his disciple."

"What!" Xie Hu was stunned, with a clatter, the wine gourd in his hands fell to the ground, the wine was spilled and a faint aroma of wine was released.

After a while, Xie Hu turned back around and smiled at Han Yan, and said: "Why do you look like you owe me money, this is a good thing! You should be happy. "

Hearing this, Han Yan's heart felt even more uncomfortable, and he said: "Xie Hu, I was unable to help you."

Xie Hu laughed and took out a wine gourd from the ground and handed it over to Han Yan. "This cannot be blamed on you, then elder, no, your master's thoughts are really special. Even now, I still don't understand what he is thinking about. You are smarter than I am, you have read a lot, so it is normal for him to choose you. " He raised the gourd and took a big gulp. He said excitedly, "In the future, I, Xie Hu, can finally tell others that I have a celestial brother. If you become rich in the future, don't forget about me." "He extended his hand out in front of Han Yan.

Han Yan stretched out his hand, shook it heavily, and said: "Good brother, I will forever remember those things."