No wonder my master took me in, it might be related to the underworld.
But everyone has their own secrets, so why should she delve too much into her master? If her master wanted to harm her, it would be effortless, so Mu Lin withdrew his thoughts.
Mu Lin's room is opposite to Zhechuan, which is a natural position that shows trust. You can see the other person as soon as you push the door, and any noise you make can be easily sensed.
Although Mu Lin felt that the entire Immortal Palace should be within the range of her master's spiritual consciousness.
Orikawa walked into the room that Mu Lin pointed out to him. It was empty and covered with dust. Mu Lin blushed a little because she hadn't cleaned it yet.
"Master, please go out first and let your disciple clean up."
"Cleaning?" Orikawa seemed a little confused, and casually made a cleaning gesture, and the house was instantly clean.
"Mu Lin, you don't know this simple spell." Orikawa used a declarative sentence.
Mu Lin answered calmly, "I am ashamed. I was too young to learn the method of cultivation in the underworld, and I was wandering in the mortal world for seven years before I found Yingzhou. I am stupid and don't know how to practice and cast spells..."
She concealed the fact that she was imprisoned in Yintian Tower for ten thousand years.
"Give me your right hand."
Mu Lin did as he was told. Zhe Chuan stretched out a white and slender hand and gently grasped Mu Lin's slender right wrist. Mu Lin felt a cool touch on her wrist, and then a cool immortal power flowed into her veins and ran through a circle in a short while.
"Without destruction, there is no construction. Your twelve immortal meridians were blocked before, but they were warmed and unblocked after breaking out of the mysterious cold ice. Mu Lin, you can practice in the future."
Can she practice now
She can practice now!
Mu Lin suddenly heard the good news and couldn't help but open his eyes wide. It took him a long time to react.
"Thank you, Master, for your help," Mu Lin smiled with her eyes curved. Master was really her lucky star.
"Master, is that Xuanyou Hanbing a divine object?"
"That's right. Xuanyou Hanbing was left behind by the ancient water god Yubing. In ancient times, it was one of the two most famous divine objects along with the fire god's world-destroying true flame. Yubing has been dead for thousands of years, but this Xuanyou Hanbing has developed spiritual intelligence and still has some rare divine power."
As the saying goes, fire and water cannot coexist. Mu Lin was curious when he heard this. "Do these two divine objects complement or counteract each other?"
"Fire is burning upwards, and water is moistening downwards. Even divine creatures cannot escape the property law of the five elements' mutual generation and mutual restraint. The world-destroying true flame dominates destruction, and is the nemesis of all dark creatures; the mysterious cold ice nourishes and conceals all things." Orikawa also tried his best to be a good master who would answer all questions.
"Is that so..." Mu Lin paused for a moment, her bright eyes full of admiration and praise, "Master is very knowledgeable, I admire you."
Hearing this, Orikawa frowned and said, "In the future, stop flattering me. If you study hard, I will be pleased."
Mu Lin seemed a little disappointed, "I understand, disciple." The master looked so young, but spoke in an old-fashioned way. At least her purpose of changing the subject had been achieved, and Mu Lin no longer hesitated.
She actually didn't want to hear about the True Flame of Destruction when she didn't have the ability yet.
Seeing Mu Lin's dimming eyes, Zhechuan started to doubt whether his words were too harsh. This was the first time he accepted a disciple, and she was a delicate and soft little girl. He couldn't beat her or scold her... It was quite tricky.
Orikawa suddenly remembered the purpose of entering her room, and immediately made a gesture, and the room was filled with a wide variety of clothes and jewelry.
"These are all prepared by the master for you... Do you like them?"
Mu Lin was dazzled, but what woman doesn't like beautiful clothes? Mu Lin's smile became much brighter, "Thank you, Master. I like it very much."
Orikawa's hand touched Mu Lin's smooth black hair stiffly, "Then take a good rest today. Tomorrow you will officially become my disciple, and I will begin to teach you and answer your questions."
"Yes, Master, you should also go to bed early." Mu Lin sent Zhechuan out of the room, closed the door, turned around and enthusiastically organized these beautiful clothes and jewelry.
At this time, there was another knock on the door. Mu Lin paused with her hand holding the clothes, walked over and opened the door. It was her tall and handsome master, Orikawa Zhenren.
In fact, it was obvious that it could not be anyone else. Mu Lin asked doubtfully, "Master, is there anything else you want to tell me?"
Orikawa's handsome face turned slightly serious as he said, "Dress more formally tomorrow."
"Yes, disciple knows."
Orikawa turned and left.
Although it was a bit puzzling, Mu Lin didn't care. After thinking about it, he summoned Ming Yijian from the hairpin.
This time, a faint rainbow of light gathered on the hairpin, and a woman in white appeared in the air in front of Mu Lin. Ming Yi saw that the resentment on her body had dissipated a lot, and she seemed to be brighter. The fierce red at the end of her eyes became much lighter, which made her heroic face look more charming. The dark clothes on her body also turned into a fairy-like white, and the whole person looked more like a fairy than a ghost.
When Ming Yi saw Mu Lin, who had grown a few years older, she turned around towards her in surprise and couldn't help but marvel at it.
"Finally you don't look like a salted fish or bean sprout anymore. Tsk, I didn't expect your benefactor to be such a stunning beauty. I was wondering why you were so depressed and transformed into such a small form..."
Mu Lin found that she was still as nagging as usual, and waved her hand in annoyance, asking her to stand beside her.
"Stop talking nonsense. How have you been this year?"
Ming Yi was quite pleased when he saw this. "Not bad, not bad. Although I can't transform, I absorb the essence of the sun and moon in this fairy palace every day. My cultivation has greatly improved. It's great. How about you, my benefactor?"
Mu Lin's words were chilling, "I was frozen in the ice for a year, and just got out and found a great master."
"You are lucky to survive a disaster. I can feel that you look much better."
Mu Lin smiled, his eyes sparkling and brilliant, and couldn't help but share the good news with Ming Yijian, "I can practice now."
"You have been searching for so many years and finally took the first step. I am really happy for you."
Mu Lin put her hands on the soft and silky skirt, "Don't call me benefactor anymore, it's not annoying, just call me Ah Lin."
“No…” Ming Yi was somewhat moved, but still hesitant. Although she was sometimes disrespectful to Mu Lin, she respected this benefactor from the bottom of her heart, and doing this would break the rules.
Mu Lin didn't really care. The two of them seemed to be dependent on each other and shared the same suffering. "There's no need to be so polite between you and me. From now on, I'll call you Yi Jian."
Ming Yi smiled and bowed, "Then I will follow A Lin's instructions."
Mu Lin accepted her gift and pointed to the clothes and jewelry that filled half of the room. "Come and help me look at these things. If you like them, take them. Put the rest away with me."
Ming Yi then noticed what these shiny and beautiful things were, and was also shocked after taking a look. She had never seen so many treasures of good quality in her life. She picked up one at random, and saw golden pearls casually adorned on the hem of her skirt. Even if she didn't know the value of the goods, she knew that the dress was priceless.
Seeing her carefully putting down her dress, Ming Yi's spineless look completely lacked the aura of a fierce ghost. She couldn't help but ask, "Such a big gold bead! How rich of a husband did you hook up with? How can a fool have so much money..."
Mu Lin looked at her helplessly, "Didn't I just tell you that I have a great master named Zhenren Zhechuan, and he prepared all these for me."
After saying this, she put the long skirt with gold beads at the end into the bottom of the closet. The gold beads easily aroused her thoughts... She didn't know how that person was doing now, whether he was still alive
The man and the ghost spent a lot of effort sorting out the clothes and jewelry, and then collapsed on the soft couch without moving.
It is obvious that Orikawa lives according to the mortal world's time. He can see the darkening sky through the window.
"I really don't know why Master, as a real person, still follows the schedule of mortals. What a weird master..." Mu Lin murmured to himself.
"Huh? Ah Lin, what did you say?" Ming Yi saw that he looked as tired as everyone else, but he still had the energy to gossip.
"Nothing, just expressing my admiration for Master."
Ming Yi was immediately interested when she mentioned Orikawa Master. "This master is truly the most beautiful man in the world, but he has a very noble temperament and doesn't like people to spy on him. Every time I sense his presence in the hall, I immediately close my five senses, fearing that he might be unhappy and kill me here..."
"Imi, Master Orikawa is just cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He has a good temper..."
"..." Ming Yijian was speechless. Perhaps only Ah Lin thought so. Well, having such a master who truly protects her was a blessing earned through several lifetimes. Ming Yijian was happy for Mu Lin.
The next day, Mu Lin got up at dawn. After taking a bath, Ming Yijian combed her hair into a simple and elegant fairy bun, and put on a flowing moon-white dress with silver patterns and a shawl that looked like flowing moonlight. Mu Lin couldn't help frowning in the mirror and stopped Ming Yijian from putting jewelry on her head.
"It's too troublesome, and Master won't like it either."
"You are too impatient. Becoming a disciple is a formal matter... Okay, okay, stop looking at me. Can't I make it simpler?"
Mu Lin tried her best to stop Ming Yijian from putting makeup on her, but Ming Yijian just put a pair of silver tassels on her head and stopped.
It was still early when Mu Lin went to the front hall, and the hall was very quiet. She walked out of the hall door gently, sat on the jade steps like yesterday, and swung her legs gently, as if there was a breeze blowing, and her skirt rolled up like clouds.
It was already today in a daze. Mu Lin was enveloped in a sense of unreality, as if she was walking on clouds. She was about to become a disciple... If her father knew about this, would he be happy for her
Mu Lin lowered his head slightly, and the expression between his eyebrows seemed a little unclear.
This time she heard Orikawa's footsteps approaching, but she did not stand up. She slowly raised her head and glanced at him sideways, with a rare confusion in her eyes.
"Master..."
Orikawa had an ethereal figure and stood with her hands behind her back, and responded indifferently.
Mu Lin seemed to react, and he lowered his eyes, smiled, and said nothing.
However, Zhechuan said calmly, "Mu Lin, you should cry or laugh as your heart desires."
Mu Lin was surprised at his perception of her. It was true. She didn't argue in the end. She just shook her head and said, "Mu Lin is too weak to break free from the nightmare."
Master, you don’t understand.
There was a clear and insightful look in Orikawa's eyes, "Rin'er, how can someone who can't break free of the past have a future?"
Mu Lin was silent for a while, then stood up and nodded seriously.
"Thank you for your teachings, Master. I understand."
"When do we start the apprenticeship ceremony?"
Orikawa didn't care much about the formality and said casually, "Let's do it now. Go make a pot of hot tea and serve it to me later."
"…Okay." Mu Lin twitched his lips. Didn't you ask me to dress more formally yesterday? Why is this apprenticeship ceremony so casual? Mu Lin was too lazy to complain. Anyway, he was the master and he had the final say.
When Mu Lin was about to kneel down to serve tea, Zhechuan said calmly, "No need for red tape." Then he reached out to take the teacup. His every move was like a pleasing painting. He just took a sip, and his handsome eyebrows suddenly frowned.
"You can't make tea?"
This sentence reveals a hint of doubt about life.
Mu Lin had an innocent look on his face, and was quite puzzled when he heard this, "Can't we just soak it in boiling water?"