I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

Bai Lin took a sip of her tea, and didn't pay attention to people who pretended to be herself.

It's quite capable of pretending to be a wolf with a big tail.

OK, you go on, see when you can pretend, just watch you pretend to be forceful.

"Today, it is a pity that we only recruited ten disciples."

"As for the others that cannot be selected, I can only apologize."

Everyone's complexion suddenly turned ugly.

More than a hundred people present, and they all came in with real money, they just wanted to join the eternal sect.

Only ten disciples were recruited right now, which is indeed a little bit small.

The probability of being recruited is less than 10%.

The chance is slim.

One person came out and said: "Head of White, can you get more disciples?"

"You and we both love the eternal sect, and both want to join the eternal sect and achieve a great cause. Please also ask the white head to accept a few more disciples!"

However, this is just the routine of the fake Bailin.

Let everyone raise a limited number of places first, and then began to compete for qualifications.

And his terms are also very simple, whoever should have the most money, just accept it.

It's nothing more than trying to cheat money.

When everyone came in, they received five thousand taels. Ten people were fifty thousand taels, and one hundred people were five hundred thousand taels.

This person has easily defrauded five hundred thousand taels of silver.

This is much faster than robbery.

"Our eternal school recruiting disciples has always been based on fate. As long as fate arrives, it doesn't matter if you charge a few more. If there is no fate, even if you are a genius, this seat will not accept it," the fake Bailin said lightly. The appearance of resignation is nothing more than to see who has more money, whoever has more money, and whoever has fate.

Bai Lin has seen everything through.

"amount……"

The corner of Bai Lin's mouth twitched, presumably the fate you mentioned is silver. As long as there is more silver, there is fate, and without silver, there is no fate.

It really makes people laugh out of their teeth. How dare you use such deceptive tricks?

I saw the fake Bai Lin, and continued to say faintly: "Last night, when I was observing the celestial phenomenon at night, I found that there was a destined person in Yuncheng, so I decided to come here to recruit disciples, and there was a high man in my dream. People tell me that they can only accept ten disciples at most. As for the extra people, it depends on whether there is fate!"

Observing the sky at night?

Why don't you say that Duke Zhou gave you a dream?

This is a **** liar, really hammered.

Everyone nodded again and again, Bai Lin was speechless, so believe it? Brother, did your IQ feed the dog?

Bai Lin can't wait to go up and slap her at this time. Is this really ruining the reputation of the Eternal School?

However, the licking dogs around immediately surrounded him, trying to curry favor with the fake Qin Ming.

"Bai Sect, this is a little thought. When I look back, I will send my son to the Eternal Sect and prepare a big gift for the White Sect. After meeting, you must feel that the White Sect is predestined. You look like a child. Good face!"

Suddenly he took out a pile of silver bills and stuffed them into the hands of the counterfeit Bailin. It seemed that the number was still quite large, it should be about one hundred thousand taels.

The fake Bai Lin used the fastest speed to collect the silver ticket into his pocket. That speed may be much faster than the speed of ordinary warriors.

Bai Lin could tell at a glance, she hadn't had one hand for thirty years, and she had never had such a fast hand speed.

Then the person who pretended to be Bai Lin said: "It seems that this Xiongtai has a special relationship with our Eternal Sect, and this seat can accept it."

At this moment, there was only one word in Bai Lin's heart, convinced.

"Thank you, White Master,"

The gift-giver repeatedly succumbed to it, thinking that he had earned it.

Have no brains?

Everyone saw that they were destined to give money, and they all followed suit. Suddenly, the boy in white received a lot of money, and he laughed from ear to ear.

As long as you have money, you have fate. For a time, nearly fifty people have been collected, and the rest want to take it, but unfortunately there is not so much money. I am afraid that the lack of money will make the white head unhappy, so There is a dilemma.

Bai Lin couldn't help but shook her head, and said to her heart: "You fools, who don't you lie to?"

"It's so dumbfounded," Bai Lin stood up and said: "Head, didn't you just say that you only recruit ten people? Now the number of recruits is no less than a hundred people, right?"

The fake Bailin frowned suddenly.

He was not angry yet, and the person who gave the money was angry first.

"Who is your kid?"

"Do you want to make trouble?"

"Are you **** sick? Don't join if you don't want to join the eternal sect yourself, can you not make trouble here?"

"What do you mean by stupid money? You don't have money, so envy and hate?"

Yes, they talk trivialities and pay money to allow the disciples in the family to join the eternal sect. Now if the white-clothed young man who is annoyed by Bai Lin is unhappy and refuses their disciple to join the eternal sect, just now, she will have fun. ?

At this time, Bai Lin finally got up.

"I heard that Head White regards money as dung, and he probably won't collect his disciples for all his money, right?"

Bai Lin is obviously boasting herself.

The system I used is a bit unbearable.

"Praise yourself? Okay?"

"Nothing to do with you!"

...

Bai Lin's questioning suddenly made everyone present a little wary.

For a while, I felt that what Bai Lin said was somewhat reasonable.

So they looked at Bai Lin, with other thoughts in their hearts.

"Could it be that the white head is a fake?"

"Impossible? Pretending to be the head of the Eternal Sect. If this is known, Bai Lin will kill."

"This person has a good temperament, shouldn't it be fake?"

"But there is indeed a suspicion of asking for money."

"This young hero, you may have misunderstood. I did not recruit them for the sake of money. I just think they are predestined. I just want to test their sincerity," said the fake Bailin.

"Sincere?"

"ridiculous."

"You continue?" Bai Lin wanted to see what else could he do?

The cold sweat on the brows of the fake Bailin came down, but he still said without changing his face: "This constellation has been observing the weather for many days. At this time, Bai Weixing enters the urn and should receive more disciples. That's why."

After that, the fake Bailin talked about astronomy and geography, talking about humanistic philosophy, and finally even used myths and stories. This person had to say, very good.

Anyway, there is no such talent in the Eternal Age, who can tell you white as black. What kind of existence is this?

Why some people lie is the same as the truth, because they even lie to themselves, as long as they believe it, they will naturally have confidence in what they say.

After talking a lot, the fake Bai Lin looked at the real Bai Lin and asked, "I don't know this young hero, what questions do you have?"

Bai Lin is about to throw up.

What the **** is this?

You said so much, what's the use?

Starting from the world, why don’t you say that Pangu opened up the world?

Why didn't Nuwa create people?

Said Bai Lin almost fell asleep, which is a fight with the teacher when he was in school.

As we all know, Bai Lin is like sleeping when she listens to a class.

...

The licking dog on the side was completely brainwashed by the fake Bailin, and suddenly began to admire it.

Presumably this is the true head of the eternal sect, and the white head is not bad at all.

Maybe I really want to see fate.

But I have to say that this kid's eloquence is really good, and it would be a pity not to sell.

It's just an individual talent.

"what?"

"What did you say?"

Bai Lin almost fell asleep, of course he didn't know what the fake Bai Lin said.

"By the way, I heard that the head of the White House has an extraordinary literary talent. He once performed a seven-step and seven-poem performance in the imperial city."

"Why don't you make a poem here?"

Bai Lin just wanted to see how this kid could be round.

It's true that you're good at talking, but if you don't have real talents, it's easy to be exposed.

"Yes, it's better to write a poem for the white head, how about opening our eyes?"

"Yes, the white head is so talented. It is fortunate to see him today. It is better to write a poem as a memorial."

"White head, don't be humble, and show me what you can learn."

Everyone is not a fool.

I also want to know if the person in front of me is really the head of the eternal sect. After a poem, I can know whether it is true or not, and it does not hurt the peace.

This is definitely a good way.

So everyone also agreed with Bai Lin's opinions.

"It depends on how round you are!"

At this time, Bai Lin, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.