The love debt between me and Feng Aotian

"Did he make a mistake? Or did the Sect Leader take a fancy to him?"

"The master's personal teaching? How could I have such a dream?"

The disciples were discussing the matter, none of them understood what was going on and why this new junior fellow was following behind the Sect Leader?

Many disciples didn’t even have the chance to see the master from afar, but Xu Chen could actually follow behind him.

They had to wonder about it and discuss it.

"He made no mistake."

In response to the surrounding discussions, Yu Qianrou made a rare response: "From today on, he is my direct disciple."

Oops.

Xu Chen felt a little overwhelmed. He knew that Yu Qianrou might have done this on purpose.

As soon as these words were spoken, the disciples' discussions stopped abruptly.

The world seemed to be quiet.

The chirping of birds in the distance became clearly audible.

This... is actually true?

Many disciples couldn't believe that their absurd idea had become a reality.

Does this work too?

Didn’t he just join the sect?

How did he become the master's personal disciple?

Even the eldest brother and the saint don’t have this treatment?

Of course, all the disciples knew that Xu Chen was extremely talented, otherwise he would not be a young master, nor would he be a genius who could defeat the tenth place.

But no matter how talented you are, can you be more talented than the senior brother and the saint?

The timing is also wrong.

How can you become the master's personal disciple just after joining the sect?

Isn't this a bit ridiculous?

The master's coming out of seclusion was a big event, and many disciples came to watch.

This naturally includes the Saint Girl and the Senior Brother.

Senior Brother Song Bowen squinted his eyes and looked at Xu Chen not far away, his heart full of doubts.

He doesn't understand.

I don't understand why the master values this new junior brother so much.

Just because he is a young master?

Just because he defeated He Yongyan, who was in the tenth seat?

He can do this too!

Song Bowen couldn't understand it, but he didn't say anything.

He understood that the leader's ideas could not be changed by anyone, not even the deputy leader.

He may not understand, but he cannot go against the will of the master.

Otherwise, your fate will be the same as those challengers.

He still couldn't forget the scene of the emperor-level expert being sealed in the sword formation.

He had the opportunity to take a look inside the dungeon.

I've seen the distortion of the human body.

It was a horrifying scene he would never forget.

It is precisely because of Yu Qianrou's cruelty that no outsider dares to challenge Yu Qianrou.

Xiaoyao Xianmen has spent more than a hundred years in such peace.

From the day he saw the sword formation, he no longer had the thought of disobeying the master.

"Why is it him..."

He muttered quietly, but did not stand in front of the headmaster to question him, as he knew it was pointless.

The saint looked calm.

However, she followed.

"Disciple Huai Yiliu pays homage to the Sect Master."

Huai Yiliu came in front of Yu Qianrou and bowed.

She had no questions or opinions, she just bowed as if it was no different from usual.

"Yiliu? Long time no see."

Yu Qianrou smiled sweetly and said, "I was just about to teach him some moves. Since you're here too, come along."

Exactly...

Huai Yiliu's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and it sounded like she was given as a gift.

Why is this happening?

She has a unique innate Taoist body, and it can be said that there are only a few such examples in thousands of years.

Logically speaking, her talent far exceeds Xu Chen's, and Xu Chen is completely inferior to him.

Xu Chen's treatment should be hers.

However, she did not show any dissatisfaction and said respectfully, "Thank you, Master."

Huai Yiliu was not stupid enough to express her dissatisfaction in front of Yu Qianrou.

Seeing that the Saint Girl had the opportunity to learn, the eldest brother Song Bowen couldn't help but step forward and bowed to the headmaster, saying: "Disciple greets the headmaster."

He didn't want to miss this opportunity to learn.

You know, Yu Qianrou hasn't come out of seclusion for a long time. If she misses this opportunity, it will be hundreds of years.

He had to consider whether this was his only chance in this life.

What he didn't expect, however, was that he heard words that he would never forget.

"you are?"

Yu Qianrou asked with a puzzled look on her face, as if she didn't remember who he was at all...

254. Let me take a look!

"you are?"

These two words directly penetrated Song Bowen's defense, and Song Bowen immediately stood there in a daze.

His mind was blank, as if he had lost all ability to think.

If it was surprising enough that Xu Chen was accepted as a personal disciple by the headmaster Yu Qianrou, then the current situation was undoubtedly a blow to him.

He was knocked unconscious.

The disciples around him were just as confused as Song Bowen.

They didn't expect that the leader didn't even recognize Song Bowen, and that the eldest senior brother had such a low sense of existence.

"Master, don't you even remember the eldest brother?"

"how come?"

"This……"

Faced with this situation, the surrounding disciples also expressed their opinions, thinking that this was too ridiculous.

The eldest senior brother Song Bowen has an innate sword body and is a top-notch genius no matter which sect he is in. How could the sect leader actually forget the existence of the eldest senior brother?

It was as if the Sect Leader had never known the eldest senior brother.

It's as if I never cared about it.

"I... I am Song Bowen... the leader."

Song Bowen paused for a long time before finally squeezing out these few words in a halting manner.

He spoke like a terminally ill old man, tremblingly, as if he would fall to the ground in the next second and never stand up again.

why?

what is this?

He has an innate sword body, why can't the leader remember him?

Why are you looking at him like a stranger?

Song Bowen couldn't understand the master's puzzled expression, and his mind was filled with the word "why".

How he wished that the master would smile and let him go with him.

Song Bowen had thought that he would be rejected, but he didn't expect that the reality would be more despairing than rejection.

He didn't even enter the leader's sight.

"Matsu... Hirofumi? Whose disciple?"

Of course Yu Qianrou didn't care. She really couldn't remember who this disciple was, so she looked at Elder Qi and asked.

Elder Qi did not dare to neglect and said, "The eldest disciple of the great elder has an innate sword body."

"Oh... Innate Sword Body, huh, not bad."

Yu Qianrou seemed to have not heard clearly what others said, but she felt it was not good to say "I didn't hear clearly", so she pretended to hear clearly and looked at Song Bowen, nodding mechanically like a robot.

Song Bowen felt like he was being stepped on and crushed repeatedly.

The leader clearly didn't take him seriously.

It's clearly not the expression of someone remembering something.

Or rather, the leader probably never took him seriously.

At this moment, he finally understood...

I have never been in the leader's sight.

But he has an innate sword body!

"Um... the Great Elder brought me to see you before..."

Song Bowen had not seen the sect leader many times because he was always in seclusion, but he had an innate sword body after all, so he had still been outside the Xiaoyao Lock.

I've met him once or twice under the guidance of the Great Elder. Although he was just a spiritual body transformed by the Sect Leader, I've met him anyway.

He and the Saintess were probably the only disciples in the entire sect who had met the Sect Master. Logically, the Sect Master should never have forgotten him.

Why was he forgotten?

"I see... I forgot. It's okay. I'll remember it this time."

Yu Qianrou frankly admitted that she had forgotten, and then said: "If you have nothing else, go and practice."

Song Bowen looked embarrassed.

He originally wanted to go and study together, but now it seems that the master does not want to give him this opportunity.

Where exactly did he fall short?

Admittedly, he could not compare to the Saint, but he should not be worse than that junior brother.

He wanted to say something, but in the end he said respectfully, "Master, that's right."

After saying that, he left with a dark face.