When Zheng Wan arrived at Master's mansion, she found that everyone was very well-equipped.
Not only her master was there, but other people also came.
The master is in the first place, the masters of the four peaks are on the left and right, and the disciples stand behind, all of them are dressed in gorgeous clothes, and they are beautiful. When she enters the door, she seems to be trapped in a hundred gardens.
And her senior brother, second senior sister, third senior sister, and fourth senior sister stood at the end of the line, lined up as neatly as the radishes and ginseng in the medicine garden.
She asked Second Senior Sister with her eyes:
"What's wrong?"
The second senior sister only smiled at her.
Zheng Wan: "..."
Dozens of pairs of eyes swept towards her in unison.
Zheng Wan walked past without changing expression, and bowed to the master and both sides:
"Greetings, master, and all peak masters."
"No courtesy, no courtesy."
The peak masters laughed and accepted the gift in vain.
"Little apprentice, you are finally here. Quick, come here."
The master smiled and beckoned her to come over, with an expression on his face as if he was showing off "my radish grows so wonderfully that it's croaking".
"... It's just a matter of taking a Taoist name, so it's not good to alarm the peak masters, but since you're here, you might as well give me a reference for my young apprentice..."
"Where is it... where it is flourishing... there are successors..."
After Zheng Wan watched the master being flattered all over, he took out the Langhao brush and rice paper from the storage bag, swiped the pen, and wrote the three words "Yunyi, Miaozhen, Enjoyment" .
The rice paper was torn apart by an invisible force, and three small pieces of paper with words printed on them flew in front of her.
"Teacher, choose quickly, choose the one you like."
"Senior Brother Zixiu, are you... not following the rules?"
The monastic world has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and from ancient times to the present, there is no one whose rules are like this.
Ordinary people pay attention to "heaven, earth, king, relatives and teachers", but monks are different. They do everything in heaven and earth, and the third place is the teacher. As the saying goes, "one day is a teacher, and life is a father". The blood relationship is still close.
The master is the navigator of the disciples on the road of cultivation - the Taoist name represents the master's expectations for the disciples, and the prospect of the future of the disciples is an extremely important thing - and it has always been determined by the master.
Zixiu rested her elbow on her chin, and waved her hand nonchalantly:
"Rules? How strict are the rules? Whichever one the apprentice likes."
Zheng Wan glanced at these seven small pieces of paper, and finally picked them up casually, said "Joyful", and said:
"Master, let's get some sleepiness."
"Disciples no longer choose?"
Zixiu raised her eyebrows and asked.
"Yeah, nephew, Yun Yi sounds charming, and it can be absorbed by letters. Everything in life, ninety-nine return to one, is Yun Yi. Miao Zizi's method, telling the truth, telling me, is the wonderful truth; only the joy... flow A little more frivolous."
However, Zheng Wan held on to "Jin Huan", raised her pointed chin, and said stubbornly:
"I don't want to take the title of big nun."
Yunyi is too serious, Miaozhen is like a nun, but she likes having fun.
"To be happy in life is to have fun, good, good."
Daoist Zixiu clapped his palms and laughed, "It's very compatible with this way of disciples, you can do whatever you want, and you will be at ease."
The other peak owners couldn't help but rolled their eyes:
"In the future, when others call it, it will sound good if you want to cheer the real king and the Taoist king? Martial nephew, you might as well think about it again."
"Who dares to say it's not good?"
Before Zheng Wan could speak, Taoist Zixiu said angrily, "Disciple, whoever dares to say something bad in the future, I will beat him up, if I can't beat him, call Master—"
Zheng Wan answered "Yes" with a smile.
The peak owners are all kind-hearted, but unfortunately, she doesn't like it.
She is already in the world of mortals, so why bother to look far away, what she wants is noble, elegant and quiet. Besides, she didn't have that thing either.
She is just a common person, she loves beautiful clothes, loves jade and gold ornaments, and even more loves this world of mortals and the lights of thousands of families.
It is very good to have fun when you are proud, and to be happy when you are frustrated.
Zheng Wan handed the word "Jinhuan" to Taoist Zixiu:
"Master, that's all."
"Okay, okay, okay, apprentice, come forward."
Zheng Wan stepped forward according to her words, and bowed down under the seat of Taoist Zixiu:
"Master."
Daoist Zixiu placed the palm of her hair on top of her hair, and for three years, the little girl who was still young before had gradually developed the vigor of a diamond.
"... The road is long and divergent. If you walk this way, it is like walking at night with a lamp. Tribulations and joys and sorrows are always present, parting and loneliness are always accompanied. You need to be cautious at all times, guard against arrogance and impetuosity... Do not forget the original intention and forge ahead Forward."
Zheng Wan goodbye:
"yes."
"rise."
Zheng Wan got up and saw the Master's face was solemn and solemn, and he brushed his finger on her forehead. There seemed to be a force hovering around her in the dark, circled around her body, and then went to the sky.
"Li Cheng. From today onwards, you are having fun."
"Thank you, Master."
The gift of the title ends here.
Zheng Wan also received gifts from the masters of each peak for their nephews.
For example, the "Tianjie Nourishing Pill" by the master of Cuiwei Peak, which can keep the face from decaying; for example, the "Golden Pear Blossom Powder" by the master of Jinzha Peak, this rouge is different from the general peach-colored rouge, and the face looks like a little drunk after drinking. moving but...
Zheng Wan discovered that Yuqingmen is not as useless as outsiders see it, at least these peak masters, one by one, are trying to figure out how to make themselves more beautiful——
It is simply the pinnacle, no school of monks can match it.
She loves it so much.
A group of people were chatting happily, senior brother Qingshuang retreated out at some time, and brought in two white-clothed sword cultivators.
A man and a woman, both with delicate features and delicate features, were dressed in the uniforms of disciples of the Guixu sect, and their white clothes fluttered.
"Greetings to Zongzhang, greetings to all peak masters."
Yuqingmen is different from other sects, the position of sect master has always been a hot potato, the five peak masters take turns to sit, and now it happens to be the turn of Cuiwei peak peak master.
The master of Cuiwei Peak coughed and sat upright:
"Why are you here?"
"Following the order of the Zongzhang, I will come to Yuqing Gate to deliver the greeting card."
"Oh? Greetings?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone here understood.
What's going on at the Guixu Gate recently
Taoist Li Wei came out of the ice and snow cage. Once out, he not only broke through the Miaodharma Realm, but also jumped directly to the middle stage of the Miaodharma Realm, suppressing the long-famous Taoist Xiguan. Taoist Lord Zunmen Dunwu was directly squeezed out of the list, and I heard that he was scolding his mother in the sect.
"When is the Venerable's Grand Ceremony?"
"Ten days later."
The master of Cuiwei Peak raised his hand to take a picture, then took the greeting card in the opponent's hand, and threw it to Taoist Zixiu after reading it:
"Brother Dadian, you go."
"No!"
Taoist Zixiu directly threw back the greeting card, "Every time the venerable ceremonies, those old men are better than the disciples—"
"—So, this time, it must be the senior brother, you go!"
The other four peak masters said in unison, and the eyes that fell on Zheng Wan were so loving that she couldn't help shivering.
Taoist Zixiu also noticed it, his frowning brows eased, and he raised his hand to take a photo of the greeting post again:
"That's right, I really have to go this time."
Although saying this would hurt the hearts of other disciples, but he—Zixiu finally had a disciple he could take out.
Old Zixiu thought with great relief.
Zheng Wan came out of Master's mansion, and before she reached the cave, she saw a hunched figure standing in front of her cave with a cane.
The setting sun slanted to the west, making the figure of the future man thin and long.
Shopkeeper Bai
How did she get in
Zheng Wan was taken aback, but she had already walked a few steps quickly to Shopkeeper Bai: "Treasurer Bai, you—"
"I couldn't wait any longer, so I asked someone to come in and wait."
Shopkeeper Bai laughed, "Fortunately, I have an old relationship with Yuqingmen."
Zheng Wan led them into the cave, brewed a cup of fruit tea and served them, the two sat in the flower hall, and Shopkeeper Bai looked around:
"Zheng Zhenren's cave is very well furnished, warm and elegant. Unlike my family's Rongrong, it lacks the fun of these daughters' homes, and only knows about cultivation."
Zheng Wan blushed:
"I'm too lazy to do this."
Seeing her expression, shopkeeper Bai didn't understand, the light in those cloudy old eyes dimmed immediately:
"Zheng Zhenren didn't find it, did he?"
"found it."
Zheng Wan told the whole story in detail, and when it came to the whole story of the corpse, Shopkeeper Bai's expression didn't change much, and he apologized to her in a deep voice:
"It turned out that I kept it from the real person because I was afraid that the real person would not go..."
Shopkeeper Bai dropped the cup and wanted to leave.
"Wait a moment, shopkeeper." Zheng Wan suddenly remembered something, and took out the longevity lock held by the corpse from the storage bracelet, "I... found this thing."
She pushed the longevity lock over.
The red rope has faded to a mottled color, only the longevity lock is still visible, and a line of small characters is like a line. The shopkeeper Bai came to pick it up with trembling hands. Before he touched it, he was already crying:
"Ninny..."
She grasped the thumb-sized lock, choked up silently, and kept nodding: "Thank you, thank you."
It took a while to get up, and when she got up, her body seemed to be getting more and more rickety. She walked a few steps outside the door trembling, and suddenly said:
"The second volume of "Moxu Jing" is in the Great Sun Immortal Sect."
"Great Sun Immortal Sect?"
"Yes, the Great Sun Immortal Sect will appear in the Xuancang Realm every thousand years. No one knows where it will appear. Only those who hold the secret key can enter. Calculating the time, it has only been two or three years. "
Shopkeeper Bai paused, "However—if you enter below the Miaofa Realm, there will be ten deaths and no life."
After all, she leaned on a cane and walked out step by step. When Zheng Wan chased her out, she couldn't see anyone.
Shopkeeper Bai has already left.
Zheng Wan got the news as she wished, but she was not happy at all. According to the transaction rules of two deeds for silver and goods, she did not pay the full amount, but the shopkeeper Bai gave her full remuneration.
She owed shopkeeper Bai.
This is very bad.
She should have brought the body back.
Zheng Wan was annoyed like never before, and made up her mind that when the Blackwater Secret Realm opened next time, she would try to get in no matter what, and bring back the corpse of Shopkeeper Bai's daughter.
—
Ten days passed by with a snap of the fingers.
"Master, I want to go too?"
Rao had expected it long ago, but Zheng Wan was still a hundred reluctant.
Early in the morning, she was slipped out of the cave by her master, and she was manipulated by several peak masters like a doll. She fell in love with the master's crane in the eyes of the senior brother who was pleased, the second senior sister who encouraged her, the third senior sister who threatened her, and the fourth senior sister who was jealous .
This is the first time she saw Master's car, the crane's neck and feet are thin and lonely, but its spread wings are as clean as snow.
"Who will you go to if you don't?"
Zixiu couldn't help but press her on the crane, "Bai Yu, let's go!"
As soon as the crane flapped its wings, it went up to the clouds and crossed the river in a flash. Before Zheng Wan could react, she noticed that the crane was descending.
This landing posture was extremely slow, she turned her head and saw the master's blue robe and black hair were slightly swaying by the wind:
understood.
Master said, not only must be beautiful, but also be beautiful and elegant.
This scene, in the eyes of the gatekeeper disciples of Guixu Gate at the bottom, was that there were two people sitting and standing on top of the crane filled with fairy aura.
The sitting one was dressed in a snow-clean celestial plume dress, shimmering like the shadow of a butterfly, lingering around him, with black hair, white skin and red lips, as beautiful as a fairy in the world of mortals.
As for the standing one, the blue robe was as bright as the clear sky, but it was so clear and untouched, that people couldn't help but shake their hearts just by looking at it.
The leader of Guixu Gate is a Sword Cultivator of the Wuwang Realm, with stronger concentration, secretly cursing "I don't want to practice", while waking up a dozen or so gatekeeper disciples one by one: "Come on, Lao Tzu! "
After all, he immediately greeted him with a smile:
"Please, Mr. Dao, please, please."
Zixiu commanded the crane to land slowly, seeing that his apprentice had stood firm, he slowly followed the sword in:
"Jing Su, Chang Wu, are they all here?"
"Tell the Taoist Lord, they are all gone, and some Taoist Lords came yesterday."
Jianxiu laughed along with him and led him into the door.
The gatekeeper dared not speak until he saw that they had gone far away.
"The one just now is Taoist Zixiu?"
"The real man in white behind the Daoist Lord...couldn't be that one?" Another person pointed to the top of his head with a secretive look.
"Bold, you and I can talk too much about Liwei Daojun, but...with such a pure and beautiful appearance, it's no wonder our Daojun, the immortal, cough!"
"What nonsense!"
The gatekeeper female disciple reprimanded, "Don't say that our Daoist Lord has nothing to do with that real person for a long time, even if there is, it will allow you to be presumptuous here?!"
Zixiu listened to the young disciples of the Guixu Sect quarreling behind her, and she lost her eyes to let her disciples understand.
Wuwangjing Jianxiu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and secretly cursed the bastards:
"That's it."