April twenty seven.
On this day, something else happened.
Lingsu said, Pavilion Master, the newly entered disciples have passed the examination and officially worshipped in my sword pavilion. The disciples and elders are waiting in the hall.
According to the rules of the Jiange, every new disciple is a registered disciple, and is recorded in the name of a senior uncle, elder, and even the pavilion master with high qualifications and profound cultivation. After being named, in addition to learning basic exercises and sword moves, most of them took the initiative to learn the martial arts of the named master's lineage. In the future, they may become direct disciples and be taught by the master.
—There are other disciples who don’t want to have a personal master, but realize the Dao by themselves. That’s another matter. The books in the library are as vast as a sea of books, all of which are the blood of their predecessors.
Today is the day when the disciples are assigned to the named masters, called the "Introduction Ceremony". Most of the disciples have already selected the masters they want to follow in the three-year assessment, so the ceremony is not long, just a formality.
Lin Shu came to the main hall, the elders sat under the main seat of the main hall, and the new disciples stood neatly in the main hall, with several brothers and sisters leading them.
Seeing Lin Shu coming, the disciples bowed in unison and said, "Meet the pavilion master."
The six elders smiled and greeted.
Xu was because of his young age. Although the elders treated him with respect towards the pavilion master, they were more cordial and caring.
After Lin Shu took his seat in the central main seat, the introductory ceremony began. There is no red tape, just the disciples expounding their own knowledge of kendo, and the experience of martial arts in the past three years. If the master wants to include it in the door, he will ask a few specific questions, and then the door will be included in the door.
Some of these disciples are peerless geniuses that special elders have searched for in the world, and some are children who are forced to kowtow one step at a time, climb the nine thousand long steps, and their determination is far beyond ordinary people. Disciples that people want.
Lin Shu quietly watched the disciples enter their respective divisions.
In his last life, probably the Jiange has fallen, and he has never done such a formal apprenticeship ceremony.
But the old man of his own family, although his swordsmanship was mediocre, was indeed a competent and good teacher.
At that time, the main hall was a bit more dilapidated than it is now, and the hall was very deserted. In the dead of night, when I meditated in the main hall, I could hear my heartbeat.
The same is true of the rise and fall of the world. Immortal gates like Jiange will gradually disappear and decline, not to mention the bustling world at the foot of the mountain.
A moment of silence brought him back to his senses, only to see a young disciple standing upright in the center of the hall.
This young man has decent facial features, but he will not leave a deep impression on people. Lin Shu only felt familiar. After thinking about it, he remembered that this was the one who was climbing the long steps on his way back to Jiange three years ago. Linen boy.
Originally, after explaining his own kendo perception, there would be a question from the master and he was admitted to the door.
But no one asked him any questions.
He just stood in the center like that, bowing his head slightly, his expression a little uneasy.
Needles could be heard in the hall, and after a long time, an elder asked, "Why did you learn swords?"
The boy said, "I...have nowhere to go."
The elder sighed softly.
Lin Shu knew the reason for the sigh.
In Jiange, there are many reasons to learn swords.
You can learn the sword for the sake of the Tao, you can learn the sword for the sake of martial arts, you can learn the sword for the sake of the sword.
Unluckily, he learned the sword because he had nowhere to go.
In other words, when you first entered the sword pavilion, you could learn the sword because you had nowhere to go, but after holding the sword for three years, it would be inappropriate to say that again.
-Today, you learn swords because you have nowhere to go, and in the future you will give up swords because you have a way to go. The elders don't like such people.
The elder's sigh was almost equivalent to giving up this disciple.
The hall was empty, except for this fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy who bit his lips slightly, revealing a bit of embarrassment and panic in the eyes of everyone.
This embarrassment and panic suddenly touched some of Lin Shu's memories in the void, and at the moment when his mind moved slightly, he met the young man's eyes.
It's still the same pure burning yearning, exactly the same as when I climbed the nine thousand long steps.
He heard himself ask, "Why is there nowhere to go?"
The tone of the young man's voice was a little more unstable than when he faced the elders. He said, "Back to the pavilion master, I... had no relatives and friends, and I didn't want to do anything. I didn't want to live, I just wanted to come to the sword pavilion... try. Later... "
He paused and lowered his head: "I was on the steps, and I couldn't hold on anymore, but Pavilion Master, you... glanced at me, and... nodded at me, and I thought, if I can become a A person like the pavilion master…”
When he said this, his voice gradually decreased, and it took a while to return to normal: "I don't want to go anywhere else."
After hearing this, the disciples moved a little, all of them were looking at him, causing his head to drop even more.
Lin Shu didn't think that he had inadvertently inserted the willow, but made this disciple who should not have been in the sword pavilion to go to the sword pavilion.
And the boy didn't want to go anywhere since then, and it was also his fault.
He said, "You stay."
The disciple opened his eyes in disbelief, and then his voice trembled: "Thank you, Master!"
Lin Shu was a little confused for a while, thinking that one day he would be called Master.
This was originally a difference of one thought, but he thought to himself that in his last life he did not serve the master until he was old, and he always regretted it. Today, accepting an apprentice and fulfilling the responsibilities of being a master can be considered as compensation for cause and effect.
Lingsu led the young man down until the ceremony was over, Lin Shu went to practice swordsmanship, then finished swordsmanship, and brought him up again at night.
Teenagers are a bit cramped.
Lin Shu was just doing business and asked, "What's your name?"
The young man seemed a little embarrassed and said, "Gourd."
Lin Shu's actions paused.
The old man of his own family, the Taoist name is Gourd Taoist.
Is there really some certainty in the world's karma
But on second thought, the names of the mortal world have always been very casual, such as brothers Li Jimao Li Yamao, and there must be a lot of people named "Gourd", maybe it's just a coincidence.
But the name Hulu, after all, is indecent and needs to be changed.
Jiange has been a generation for 20 years, this generation is lower than Yun Lan's, with "Qing" as the first word.
Lin Shu said, "Your name is Qinglu."
Qing Lu's eyes lit up, and he said, "Thank you, Master, for the name."
Lin Shu looked past him and looked out the window.
Today, the twenty-seventh day of the fourth month, is the day that the great witch said.
He looked at the vast night sky, trying to find a little bit of a moth, but unsuccessfully, he felt like he was being tricked by a big witch.
Qinglu asked, "Master?"
Lingsu said softly, "The pavilion master often has time to meditate and enlighten himself, so don't disturb him."
Qinglu: "Oh..."
At this moment, the seven places in the south, Suzaku, suddenly shines brightly.