Oops, I've become the puppy apprentice of my stupid master.

Chapter 122 (Extra) Alien 1

Everyone knows that there once lived a real immortal on Yuhua Mountain.

And that immortal was Yu Qianlin’s master, Immortal Lord Fucang.

But what the world doesn’t know is that all five of his disciples are reincarnations of immortals.

Not to mention the rest of the world, even these disciples themselves didn't know that they had such an awesome identity.

Yu Qianlin was transformed from an ice lotus on the snowy peak of the Arctic.

Fu Cang stayed in that extremely cold place for three hundred years before he was able to condense his broken soul into an ice lotus.

Yu Qianlin hadn't come out yet at that time, but he could hear someone muttering in his ear all day long.

"Ah Lin, you were not someone who would give up your life easily. Why are you so depressed now?"

"Well, if that person dies, you will die with him? Aren't you just in love..."

"I'm telling you, you have to come back to life. If you really die, your infamy will be passed down through the ages, and you will be cursed and reviled by the world for the rest of your life!"

"Besides, that person might have been reincarnated a long time ago. Don't you want to see him again?"

Just like that, Yu Qianlin finally couldn't stand the old man's nagging and came back to life.

When he was a child, he was obsessed with his white hair and liked to play with it in his hands all day long.

After all, in the entire Yuhua Mountain, except for the master and himself, who have the rare white hair, everyone else has black hair.

"Master, I also want to go play with my brothers, but I haven't even seen what they look like yet!"

Fu Cang rubbed the top of the little guy's head with a gentle smile on his face: "Ah Lin, you have grown up. It's time for you to meet your senior brothers. Tomorrow, I will ask them to come to Xiandingju to see you."

"Master, why can't I walk out of Xiandingju? Ah Lin is alone here, and Ah Lin feels so lonely..."

Yu Qianlin grabbed the other's clothes and shook them gently. He blinked his big eyes and said, "Master, I want to go out too. Don't worry, I won't get into trouble, okay~"

Fu Cang said helplessly: "Ah Lin, the world outside is not as good as you think. Sometimes being alone is not a bad thing."

After saying that, a particularly beautiful fox mask appeared out of thin air in his hand.

"If Ah Lin really wants to go out, I won't stop you, but you have to remember that from now on, no matter who you meet, you have to wear a mask. You can't let others see your true face. Do you understand?"

Yu Qianlin took the mask and asked in confusion: "Why do you have to wear a mask? Is it because Ah Lin's face is scary?"

"Not scary."

Fu Cang stared at the other person's face, with a hint of pity in his smile.

"This face of Ah Lin...will make everyone hate him."

At that time, Yu Qianlin didn't understand the true meaning of this sentence. He only knew that his master asked him to wear a mask, which was naturally for his own good.

Since he was a child, he has possessed cultivation and spiritual power far beyond that of others.

Because he was still young, he couldn't fully control it, so anyone who saw him at that time could clearly feel the overflowing spiritual energy in him.

Yu Qianlin didn’t understand, and no one else had ever seen such an incredible situation.

Fu Cang couldn't directly say that the other party was the reincarnation of the God of Bad Luck, so the most reasonable explanation he gave at the time was that Yu Qianlin was born with a white-haired spirit and was immortal.

The day after Fu Cang left, he asked his other four disciples to go to Xiandingju.

Yue Qingzhou and his companions had actually long wanted to meet their mysterious junior brother.

Originally, they had high expectations and a good impression of this junior fellow apprentice.

However, when they saw the other party's white hair and the overflowing spiritual power, they instantly felt disgusted with this junior brother.

There are two reasons for the feeling of disgust.

First, as long as they were born in the human world, everyone would know the history and legends of the God of Mold.

Humans hate people who are born with white hair the most, and they regard this kind of people as unlucky.

So it would be strange that they would have a good impression of a junior brother who has white hair at such a young age.

Secondly, these four people are all Fu Cang’s direct disciples. The reason they can become disciples of the immortal is naturally because they all have special physiques for cultivating immortals.

They are different from ordinary people. Their cultivation advances by leaps and bounds. Even at the age of teenagers, their spiritual power is many times higher than that of ordinary cultivators.

However, the seven-year-old child standing in front of them at this moment was far superior to them in both cultivation and spiritual power.

How can one not be jealous?

Yu Qianlin was just young at the time, but he was not so blind that he could not see the disgust in the expressions these people gave him.

He looked at these people carefully and found that among the four people, only one of them looked at him with gentle eyes.

Yu Qianlin found a ray of sunshine from this circle of depression.

He almost immediately ran up and grabbed the man's arm.

"Brother, what's your name? Are you here to play with me?"

The other party smiled lightly and said, "Your name is A-Lin, right? I am your fourth senior brother, Shi-Nian."

He said as he smiled and pushed the other person's hand off his arm.

When the other party wasn't paying attention, he patted him a few times in disgust.

After all, he was afraid that such an ominous person would bring bad luck to him.

"Ah Lin, you can't be so rude. They are also your senior brothers. You should also greet them."

Yu Qianlin didn't notice anything wrong with the push from his fourth senior brother.

After hearing what the other party said, he suddenly realized that what he did was very rude.

So he quickly turned around and faced the other people.

"Hello, three brothers!"

"Good..."

One of them was about to blurt out an obscene word, but fortunately Yue Qingzhou pinched the other's lower back in time.

Xiao Chen frowned in pain and said, "Big Brother, why are you pinching me?"

Yue Qingzhou whispered, "Have you forgotten the rules of Yuhua Mountain? We brothers should live in harmony with each other. How can you say such words to his face?"

"..."

Xiao Chen was indeed so anxious that he forgot about this.

This time, before he could say anything, his second senior brother spoke before him.

"I am your second senior brother Mu Xinyan. Our master asked us to come up to see you. Now that we have finished, I will leave first."

Although Mu Xinyan did not put on airs, he was not in a good mood towards this junior fellow apprentice from beginning to end.

As soon as he finished saying this, he flew away on his sword.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but give a thumbs up to his second senior brother.

After that, he immediately forced out a creepy smile and said, "Junior brother, I am your third senior brother Xiao Chen, and the one next to me is our eldest senior brother Yue Qingzhou. You must remember, we will only say this once!"