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    Facing the invitation, Xu Xian didn't move, after all he didn't know the origin of this old man.

    Whether it is an enemy or a friend, it is not clear what purpose it has.

    It's better to be careful.

    Just to Xu Xian's surprise, the little clay figurine seemed to want to go in.

    It's like there's something inside that attracts it.

    After thinking for a while, Xu Xian stepped in.

    The other party's cultivation base is definitely not bad. If he has evil intentions, it doesn't matter whether he enters or not.  Besides, the Daomen Grand Competition is held every fifty years, and the mountain temple here is not far from Huangmen Mountain. If there is a real danger, it is impossible for the monks of Yutianzong to not notice it.

    After entering the house, Xu Xian saw that the furnishings inside were rather simple.

    There are also some tributes on the altar table, the Huangbu Rao roof, but the strange thing is that the place where the statue of the mountain god should have been placed is empty at the moment.

    A mountain temple without statues?

    It's so weird.

    There is also an incense burner in front, which has the aroma of offering incense, smelling it, the mind is refreshed, like spring rain.

    The incense burned here is not simple.

    What Xu Xian thought, at this moment, the old man was surprised and sat on the futon beside him.

    "Come, come, sit here, little friend."

    Pointing to the futon next to him.

    Xu Xian walked over and sat down, but the little clay figurine suddenly jumped down at this time, and then bounced into the incense burner.

    "return."

    Xu Xian was taken aback, but the old man over there waved his hand: "Don't worry, there are old incense ash in the incense burner, they are all stained with the power of wish, and it is a great tonic for things like earth spirits."

    Xu Xian came to a sudden.

    No wonder the little clay figurine wanted to come in so much just now, it turns out that there are delicious things in it.

    So, Xu Xian didn't stop him.

    "What's your name, little friend?" The old man was very talkative.

    "Senior, just call me Xu Xian."

    "Then don't call me senior. My surname is Lu, and I must be older than you. Just call me Old Lu."

    Very easygoing.

    Next, Lao Lu asked about the origin of the little clay figurine.

    Obviously what he cared about was the little clay figurine. Xu Xian didn't know the reason, but it didn't matter if he said it.

    "The Book of the Earth Spirit" Lao Lu thought about it for a while, and then he looked dazed, and didn't say anything more, but Xu Xian could see that this old Lu probably knew the origin of the Book of the Earth Spirit.

    "Little friend, I intend to take the clay figurines as apprentices, what do you think?" Lao Lu suddenly mentioned this.

    Xu Xian was naturally surprised.

    He had guessed many possibilities before, but he really didn't expect this result. The old Lu's idea was to accept the little clay figurine as his apprentice.

    This little guy can also be an apprentice?

    How to teach the question?

    What to teach?

    Xu Xian had a question mark in his head.

    "I know some earth spirit spells, and I can teach it to correct the way of God." Lao Lu had a smug look on his face at the moment, this sentence startled Xu Xian, and he looked Lao Lu up and down again.

    Just now, the light was not good outside, but now in the house, under the candlelight, it can be seen that Lao Lu's clothes are not only yellow cloth, but also his face is like loess.

    Besides, since just now, Xu Xian has not noticed the slightest aura on this old Lu.

    Before, I only felt that the other party's cultivation base was far superior to his own, but no matter what, there should be a little vitality.

    If not, it's either dead or

    Xu Xian thought of a possibility.

    He turned his mind, and then unconsciously sat upright.  Glancing at the little clay figurine playing in the incense burner, he thought about Lao Lu's request very seriously in his heart.

    "The little clay figurine will not make any progress if he follows me, just like a urchin following his parents, but urchins will grow up one day, and one day they will leave their parents. How can we miss the opportunity when we meet a famous teacher?"

    After Xu Xian thought about it, he had made a decision.

    He cupped his hands at Old Lu: "I am a clay figurine with a stubborn temper. I will ask Mr. Lu to discipline me a lot from now on."

    This is regarded as consent.

    Of course you should agree, among other things, if the little clay figurine doesn't learn some skills, what will you do if you cause even bigger troubles in the future?

    There is always no harm in being more capable.

    Besides, if what I guessed before is correct, then the opportunity for the little clay figurine this time can be described as 'great'.

    Xu Xian is now like a worried old father, thinking about the future for his children.

      Seeing that Xu Xian agreed, Lao Lu nodded with a smile.

    "It's so good, so good, little friend Xu Xian, don't worry, with my training, it will definitely do something in less than a hundred years."

    These words sounded like the words of an expert.

    ? It seems that in the mouth of others, a hundred years, but a flick of a finger.

    Xu Xian grabbed the little clay figurine out of the incense burner, and let it apprentice.

    The little clay figurine is very obedient.

    Respectfully bowed down and kowtowed three times to Lao Lu.

    This is considered a gift.

    "Mr. Lu, this little clay figurine of mine doesn't have a name yet, please give me a name, sir."

    Xu Xian's attitude is very respectful.

    Lao Lu nodded: "Yes, let me think about it."

    The old man really shook his head and thought about it for a long time, very seriously.  Later, when he thought of it, he immediately said happily: "You are his father, so I take your surname Xu. It is the spirit of the earth, and the mountain is the soil, so let's call it Xu Shan."

    Xu Xian thought in his heart that he could come up with such a shocking name, but, so be it.

    Xu Shan, nice to hear and easy to remember.

    "From now on, you will be called Xu Shan." Xu Xian stretched out his finger and patted the little clay figurine's head.

    When I thought of being separated from this little guy, I felt a little reluctant.

    The little clay figurine was extremely intelligent, and he also realized this, and he also became uneasy.

    Xu Xian looked at the sky outside, got up now and said: "It's getting late, Mr. Lu, Xu Xian is leaving."

    That old Lu nodded with a smile, then remembered something, and stopped Xu Xian: "Little friend Xu Xian, if you meet a temple, you will worship. You can burn a stick of incense and worship before you go."

    The tone carried a hint of meaning.

    It seems that doing so is generally good for Xu Xian.

    Xu Xian's heart moved, he had already guessed who this old Lu was, and when he thought about it, he might as well go to worship.

    Immediately take the incense and ignite it, then, with the ceremony of the sect, raise it high above the forehead, and bow down.

    Unexpectedly, at this moment, the entire mountain temple suddenly shook, and above the clouds above the head, there seemed to be thunder rolling, which made people's eardrums hurt.

    Lao Lu's expression changed instantly.

    It became extremely ugly.

    The brick floor under his feet also cracked and cracked.

    "Strange?" Because of the thunder, Xu Xian didn't notice the situation on Lao Lu's side. He was very strange at the moment. The strange movement just happened so coincidentally that Xu Xian didn't understand it for a while.

    Fortunately, it soon quieted down.

    Xu Xian is waiting to say goodbye.

    Old Lu's voice suddenly sounded.

    "Don't, don't ask"

    Xu Xian stopped, and looked at Lao Lu with some puzzlement. The latter had a strange expression and trembling body, which could be seen that he was barely maintaining.

    "Mr. Lu, you" Xu Xian could see that there must be something wrong, but then Lao Lu said directly: "Little friend Xu Xian, let's go, you can rest assured that Xu Shan will be handed over to me."

    Xu Xian still wanted to talk.

    "let's go."

    Old Lu waved his hands again and again.

    Actually, it's a bit like driving away customers.

    Xu Xian couldn't figure out what was wrong with Mr. Lu, but he did whatever he wanted. He glanced at the little clay figurine before turning and leaving.

    Walking out of the mountain temple, Xu Xian felt reluctant to let go. Thinking of this farewell, how long it would be before seeing the little clay figurine again, his thoughts surged, so he turned his head and looked.

    Just seeing this, Xu Xian was dumbfounded.

    Behind him, there is no mountain temple, only an open space.

    It's empty.

    Xu Xian froze on the spot.

    How to put it, he is also a monk at the tenth level of Qi refining, and his actual cultivation level is that even the monks at the eighth level of refinement are not as good as him. His five senses are so keen that Xu Xian can detect even a fly flying past behind him, and then raise his hand.  With a sword in his hand, he killed the fly.

    But now, the huge mountain temple disappeared in an instant.

    This is the first strange event that Xu Xian encountered after he came to this world, which he couldn't figure out.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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