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When Mu Xuan heard these words, she couldn't help being a little moved. The words of Zhenjun Xuantong were obviously from the bottom of her heart, and she didn't treat her as an outsider. Especially the last sentence, it seems to be specially comforting her, so that she can let go of her worries and practice with peace of mind. After listening to it, she feels warm in her heart. Mu Xuan held back the soreness in her nose, and said softly: "Yes, my nephew remembers it."
"The god of junior brother is enshrined in the ancestral temple of the holy gate. I will take you to kowtow and offer incense when I have the opportunity. Today, let's kowtow to your master here first." Zhenjun Xuantong took Mu Xuan to the side. Hall, where there is a censer, but no tablet.
Mu Xuan stepped forward respectfully, took three sticks of incense, lit them and put them in the incense burner solemnly, then stepped back and knelt down on their knees, and sincerely kowtowed three times: "Unworthy disciple Mu Xuan, bow down to your benefactor!"
After kowtowing, Mu Xuan got up solemnly. It stands to reason that after paying homage to the master, the next step is to offer tea to the master, but firstly, the True Monarch Yanling is dead, and no one can respect him; secondly, no one has lived here for a long time, and there is no hot water tea, etc. There is no such condition for a while.
Zhenjun Xuantong looked at the wisp of smoke drifting away, feeling both emotional and relieved, and said, "The younger brother's bloodline has never been cut off. Xuan'er, your master is gone, so disciple tea will be spared. I'm your half." As a master, naturally you cannot be absent from the ceremony of apprenticeship."
After finishing speaking, he took out a shining green bead, and said: "This calming bead is originally a magic weapon, and it has been blessed by Master Lianye from Xiaodala Temple. , you will wear it on your body for protection in the future."
Mu Xuan took it, and felt that the bead was cool to the touch, and she felt refreshed as soon as she got it. It can be seen that this thing is indeed a good treasure, and Zhenjun Xuantong is really generous. She smiled and said, "Thank you uncle for the reward."
Zhenjun Xuantong explained a few more words, then left, and Mu Xuan was sent straight out of the door before turning back. Cheng Tianxiao also went to the Tai Chi Hall to return to the head. Mu Xuan was the only one left in the huge courtyard, and the silence quickly returned.
Mu Xuan took a deep breath and looked at the empty courtyard. Apart from the rustling of the branches and leaves made by the gentle breeze, there was no other sound. She stood alone in the courtyard and looked down at the calming bead, feeling quite lonely. Suppressing the strange feelings in her heart, Mu Xuan decided to get acquainted with the environment here first.
There is a plaque on the gate of this yard, with the word "Ning Qing" written on it, the writing is vigorous and vigorous, and it is quite proud. The word "Chengjing" hangs on the main hall, which echoes the plaque at the gate, and the characters seem to be written by the same person.
Mu Xuan sighed: "Good calligraphy, good calligraphy! These words should be written by my master, and the words are like the person. It seems that the master should also be an upright and clear person. Alas, it's a pity that I can't see him as an old man. "
In fact, she really wanted to ask Zhenjun Xuantong about her master, such as what kind of person the master was, how he fell, etc., but seeing Zhenjun Xuantong's dejected look every time he mentioned the master, Mu Xuan still couldn't help it. Decided not to ask, and left it for myself to discover slowly in the future.
Afterwards, Mu Xuan inspected other rooms. In addition to the main hall, side halls, and inner rooms, Ningqing Court also has study rooms, training rooms, alchemy rooms, and spirit beast rooms. There are more than ten rooms, large and small, all of which are It is a clean and spacious house.
Mu Xuan was speechless, after all, it was the cave of Yuanying cultivator, and all the equipment was complete. If it is an ordinary qi training disciple, how can they enjoy such treatment, the welfare of the disciples of the Nascent Soul cultivator is good.
After reading everything, Mu Xuan went back to the training room, entered the Shangshang Cave, caught the little fox Ameng and the crested eagle Zhufeng, and threw them into the spirit beast room. Since they will land at the holy gate in the future, the spirit beasts will see the light one day, so it is better to make plans earlier.
Ah Meng and Zhuifeng are very reluctant. One fox and one eagle first practiced in the Shangshang Cave, and they have been familiar with it for a long time. Although Bai You often bullied them as a prank in the Shenshang Cave, after all, he was just playing around, not serious. Furthermore, although the Tianxu Mountain where the Holy Gate is located is considered to be the place with the strongest aura in Kunlun Xiqiu, it is still a lot worse than the Canshang Cave, and they are not used to it.
Mu Xuan ignored these two protesting eyes, and told them to stay in the spirit beast room to practice obediently, while she went to the study to see what Zhenjun Yanling had left behind.
At this moment, in Zhenjun Xuantong's cave.
A black figure stood in the cave, and said in a respectful voice: "The uncle chooses Mu Xuan, and the nephew is a little puzzled. I think she has good aptitude, but she is not one in a thousand. I don't know" This figure, this The voice was none other than Master Huading.
Master Xuantong leaned sideways in the large grand teacher's chair, and scolded with a smile: "You kid still don't believe my vision? Although there are many good seedlings with a single spiritual root, there are very few who have attainments in formation techniques at the same time." .In the ring competition, she canThe ingenious changes in the room are proof. Although in my opinion, the array is crude and has no power, but it is very good to be able to display it. Your Uncle Yanling loves formations, and he did not hesitate to devote his whole life to it, but he never even accepted a single apprentice, leaving him lonely behind him. I accepted Mu Xuan on his behalf, and I only hope that she can concentrate on studying this way, so that your uncle's soul in heaven can be more comforted. "
The head said: "My nephew understands. How about the discipleship of Junior Sister Muxuan as a disciple of the Foundation Establishment Period?" She is the disciple of Master Yanling, but also the same generation as Brother Jiedan. But the monks of Danjie are all elders and enjoy the worship of the sect, so it is obviously inappropriate for Mu Xuanruo to do the same. She has the same status as a qi training disciple, and humiliated her. After much deliberation, the headmaster decided that only the foundation building period is the most suitable.
Master Xuantong said: "Let's follow the foundation disciples for the rules, and refer to the Dan disciples for the rest. In addition, send someone to Ningqingyuan to send some women's commonly used things, as well as some daily-use items and decorations. Your Uncle Yanling has always been simple and calm, you have saved a lot of supplies, now you are living here, so naturally you have to add everything."
Master Hua Ding responded with a smile, and said: "I don't know how Junior Brother Huiqing is doing these days. He's been wandering around all day, and he doesn't often come back to see you."
Master Xuantong cast a glance at him, and said with a half-smile: "I'm not sick or in trouble, what is he doing when he comes back? He looks at me all day, what's so good about an old face. Why, don't you give up? I advise Let me just say, don't hit Hui Qing if you want to get anyone's idea, he is not easy to fool."
Master Hua Ding smiled wryly and said: "Master was joking, but my nephew never had that kind of thought. It's just that I've been a little depressed recently, and I just want to talk to Brother Huiqing about what's on my mind."
True Monarch Xuantong snorted, and said with a smile: "No one is the best, you know his temperament, he doesn't like restraint the most, you can find anyone more reliable than him. I'm surprised, how many people ask for it? Unbelievable things, how come each one of you is like a hot yam in your hands? The old man can't see through, whether this is the blessing of the Holy Gate or the disaster of the Holy Gate."
Master Hua Ding coughed a few times, interrupted his words, and said with a strange expression: "My nephew knows it's wrong. The Holy Sect is united as one, and the fellow disciples are loving and courteous. This is a blessing, a blessing."
Zhenjun Xuantong said: "It's good that you know it. As the head of a faction, you must not shirk your responsibility even if you are in charge of the government."
Hua Ding said: "Yes. If there is nothing else, my nephew will leave first."
Zhenjun Xuantong waved his hand to let him back out, then closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he had settled down.
Stepping out of the cave, Immortal Huading rubbed his forehead, let out a long breath, looked up at the flying cranes in the sky, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Thirteen years, there are still thirteen years, wait for another thirteen years." Year¡¡"
The wind blew up his wide robe sleeves, and the sleeves were rolled up, covering up the dark green narcissus pattern embroidered on the cuffs, and his words that no one heard were gradually drifting away in the wind, leaving no trace, and eventually unheard. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com