Ideal is full, but realistic is skinny.

Even though Pei Yetian was a genius, he was only sixteen years old after all, and her spirit was far beyond her control. In addition, he had no experience in spying on others' memories for the first time, so the operation was not smooth.

[Ayan, which immortal king do you want to join?]

In the memory scene, a clear girl's voice as crisp as a silver bell came from his ears. Xu Chengyan, known as "Ayan", turned to look at her when he heard the sound.

Pei Ye and the other two heard Xu Chengyan's old and angry words: [Be careful! If there is an immortal king who is willing to accept us as disciples, the ancestral tomb is filled with smoke. Where can we pick people? If someone catches the handle and drives you and me out of Lingji Sect? Immortal king and the others are coming...]

As he finished speaking, he saw several streams of light falling from the sky.

The crowd first became a noise and commotion, and then it was silent. They held their breath and raised their heads to see the Immortal Lord.

They are all ordinary people who come to Lingji Sect to seek immortals and ask questions. After testing the roots and bones, they will definitely be left behind after passing the trial. If they get the immortal king who is personally accepted as an inner disciple and passed on the disciple, they will reach the sky in one step.

Everyone was very nervous, and you could hear Xu Chengyan's heartbeat as he remembered the scene.

On the high platform, Master Yang Wei whispered with the True Lord Yutan standing beside him.

Because the distance was too far, Xu Chengyan, as a mortal, could not hear what they said. He only knew that after the two of them had been talking for a while, Yang Jingzhenjun came over with an unhappy expression on his face. What did the leader of Yang Jingzhenjun say to him, and Yang Jingzhenjun hesitated and nodded.

After a while, Zhenjun Yang Jing raised his hand and pointed in Xu Chengyan's direction.

The voice of Zhenjun Yang Jing came from his ears: [...... There are no good disciples this time, so I can only make do with this, he is the only one.]

Xu Chengyan was caught out by Zhenjun Yang Jing and became a personal disciple.

The little boy came to the high platform at a loss and stood behind Yang Jingzhenjun, feeling anxious.

[Don't be afraid, Master Yang Jing is a very good person.]

The little boy was nervously clasped his palms, and the gentle voice of a boy like the spring breeze and rain came from his ears. He subconsciously looked up and found that there was a young man wearing snow-white clothes and a long sword around him. This boy was no older than Xu Chengyan, who was in the age of dancing. Although he was wearing white clothes, his temperament was like the rippling waves on the clear sky lake. When he smiled, everything became bright and vivid.

[Thank you, thank you...Little Immortal Lord...]

[Puff——What little fairy king? I am older than you and I start earlier than you. I will knock on the fairy peak and call my senior brother Lang.]

【Hello Brother Lang.】

【Hello brother.】

The elders were still selecting good disciples, and the younger generation who followed them were also whispering.

After a while, the crowd became turbulent again, and Xu Chengyan subconsciously looked up at the source of the movement.

There is another strange immortal king on the high platform. He looks extremely outstanding, like a banished immortal who accidentally entered the mortal world, cold and lonely.

At this time, the boy surnamed Lang's eyes lit up and he stepped forward and said, "Congratulations to Master for coming out of seclusion!"

The immortal king, known as the master, is the lord of the immortal peak and the true king of Yanghua.

At this time, Xu Chengyan heard the freshly released master Yang Jingzhen mocking: [It seems that your retreat this time is not going well.]

True Lord Yang Hua had a cold glance: [Mediating on other people's business.]

Zhenjun Yang Jing sneered: [I have been stuck in the Great Perfection of the Golden Pill for so many years. Could it be that I am entangled by the inner demon? Or is it that I lack talent?]

The atmosphere on the high platform was quite harmonious at first. Yang Jingzhenjun and Yang Huazhenjun were both facing each other in a stance, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The head of Yang Wei came out to smooth things out, and physics forced them to be friendly and respectful, and the atmosphere was harmonious. Zhenjun Yang Hua was dissatisfied but could only endure it. Hearing that Zhenjun Yang Jing accepted an apprentice today, and he was still the best talent among these disciples, he said he wanted to meet him.

As a result, Xu Chengyan became the focus of everyone.

True Lord Yang Hua's indifferent gaze also swept across him. After seeing his face clearly, his eyes seemed to flash.

Then he said something amazing: [I want this disciple, too.]

Everyone was in an uproar.

Of course, Xu Chengyan ended up joining the disciple of Zhenjun Yang Jing.

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"What a good disciple, why do I think there is something wrong with Xu Chengyan's memory?"

Pei Ye was still interested in watching it at first, but the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong.

Gu Changxin was calm and careful and found the problem.

"It's really wrong. When did he become a disciple of Lingji Sect? He also became a disciple of Master Yang Jing?"

Pei Ye said confidently: "Junior Brother Yang Jing does not have this disciple."

If so, when Yumin shouted the three words "Xu Chengyan" in the conference hall, Yang Jing would not have had no reaction at all.

Gu Changxin asked again: "Is Xu Chengyan's memory fake?"

Pei Ye thought for a while and had a vague guess, but was not sure, so he asked about the spirit of the weapon.

"Tiangong, you are knowledgeable, what do you think?"

Qi Ling was sitting on Pei Ye's shoulder, pulling her hair and playing with a braid. When he heard the question, he looked up and said, "Memories are real."

Gu Changxin murmured in confusion: "His memory is real, but Ling Jizong does not have this disciple... It's too contradictory."

The spirit of the weapon knew why, but did not say it directly.

"If you keep reading, there may be an answer."

The two continued to read.

It became even more wrong as I watched it.

"Master, aren't you searching for the memory of 'Yang Hua'? Why are they Xu Chengyan and Lang Qinghe?"

The Lang Qinghe he mentioned was the "Senior Brother Lang" that Xu Chengyan met.

Xu Chengyan was very attached to Lang Qinghe. In addition, Yang Jingzhenjun was strong but his ability to teach his disciples was not very good, which led to Lang Qinghe becoming half of Xu Chengyan's master. From drawing qi into the body to practicing qi to building foundations, swordsmanship, heart techniques, talismans, formations... Lang Qinghe could teach everyone.

[Senior Brother Lang, I think you are more like my master...]

[Don’t talk nonsense. When Uncle Yang Jing heard it, it’s time to hit Kouxian Peak again...]

[Senior Brother Lang, why do I think the look of Master Yang Hua looking at me... is a bit strange...]

[Is there any? Perhaps it has failed to impact the Nascent Soul again. Master is not in a good mood recently. Don’t blame him...]

[Senior Brother Lang, I am wronged. How dare I provoke the law enforcement elder? I was inexplicably fined thirty-three times...]

【Senior Brother Lang…】

【Senior Brother Lang?】

【Senior Brother Lang!!!】

If a businessman does not leave his own business in three sentences, Xu Chengyan is his senior brother who does not leave his three sentences.

One sound is sweeter than the other.

Gu Changxin got goosebumps.

"What's the relationship between Lang Qinghe and Yang Hua... I didn't see where Yang Hua was after watching for most of the day. Are you sure you didn't search wrong?"

Pei Ye's face was slightly darker: "I didn't have any search errors... I suspect that Lang Qinghe is the true Lord of Yanghua!"

True Lord Yanghua is a person who uses any means to do anything for the Nascent Soul.

What is impossible to split a wisp of spiritual consciousness into Lang Qinghe?

What made her toothache was that if this speculation was valid, Lang Qinghe was the white moonlight, cinnabar mole of the male protagonist Xu Chengyan in Pepe's novel "You Are Snow on the Mountain" and the sweetheart. In the novel plot, Lang Qinghe was killed by Yanghua Zhenjun, and the male protagonist Xu Chengyan turned evil and took revenge.

She wants to take back the preface.

It is hard to be a master, and it is hard to be a senior brother.

It’s really hard to be a plus if you are both a master and a senior brother!

Gu Changxin: "????"

Gu Changxin: "!!!"

"Don't scare me! Look at Lang Qinghe in Xu Chengyan's eyes, and then look at the true Lord Yanghua. It's cold and hot, the sky and the earth, and the two of them also appeared at the same time. Lang Qinghe is still Yanghua's personal disciple. Everyone knows, how could they be the same person?"
Chapter completed!