Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

His hands behind his back habitually held his right thumb with his left.

Ling Yiting noticed Song Hongli's arrival, turned around and smiled: "Junior Brother."

"This time, I came back in a hurry, and my senior brother has been waiting for a long time."

"You and I still need such a courtesy? Find a place to sit down. I heard that you picked up an orphan and planned to make her your apprentice. Is this true or false?"

Ling Yiting leaned against the sword-casting pool with a relaxed expression.

"Of course it's true."

On the other side, Song Hongli replied truthfully after hearing Ling Yiting's words.

However, Song Hongli seemed to be talking to Ling Yiting at this time, but Song Qinglian was always in his mind.

Now the little guy in his temple should be completely sober, right?

I don't know how to make a fuss when I see myself not there...

"Looking at your distraction, you must be thinking about the apprentice you just accepted."

Ling Yiting laughed, and then continued to ask, "By the way, what's the name of the child you picked up?"

"Song Qinglian, how about my name?"

Ling Yiting pondered for a while and said, "It can still be heard, but what does it mean?"

Song Hongli smiled and said, "It doesn't mean anything, just think about it."

Ling Yiting smiled and shook his head.

Looking into the distance, white clouds surround the distant mountains and rocks, and green tender bamboos look charming and moving beside the clear water.

The white cloud holds the secluded stone, and the green Xiao is charming and clear?

Thinking about it, Ling Yiting smiled and seemed even happier than Song Hongli, "Then, the little apprentice comes in, what gift do you want to prepare? It's not just asking me for a spirit sword, right?"

After Song Hongli decided to give a gift to Master Qing Lian, a warm feeling surged in his heart when he thought about the child, and he couldn't help but smile and said, "So, is it convenient for you to make swords?"

"I'm about to concentrate on casting a special sword. It will take several months. It's a coincidence. Why don't you use this sword as a gift from your apprentice."

"Then thank you brother."

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Song Hongli and Ling Yiting chatted until the afternoon before returning to Lingyun Peak, about two or three hours had passed.

When Song Hongli entered his own palace and saw the face of the maid standing at the door of his bedroom, he knew that nothing good would happen inside.

As expected, when he entered the bedroom, he heard Luo Qingzhi's noisy and chaotic voice.

Before she had time to move forward, a short figure rushed straight out like an arrow and slammed into Song Hongli's arms. Song Hongli grabbed her back.

"Little brat, run around like a monkey..."

Luo Qingzhi's voice came from a distance, and before he finished speaking, he saw Song Hongli in front of him, stopped and called out obediently, "Senior brother."

On the other side, Song Qinglian was still struggling twice, but stopped after smelling the familiar scent of tea on Song Hongli's body, and obediently buried her head in it.

"Junior sister, come with me."

Song Hongli took Song Qinglian's hand into the room, and Luo Qingzhi followed up after hearing it.

Song Hongli looked at the messy back room, picked a chair that was still intact and sat down, his gestures were calm and graceful.

He pulled Song Qinglian to stand beside him, paused for a moment, and then said solemnly: "Senior brother decided to accept her as a disciple, Qingzhi, let her kneel."

The beggar looked at Song Hongli in confusion.

Seeing this, Luo Qingzhi quickly stepped forward and knelt down for Qi'er.

Song Hongli said solemnly.

"From today onwards, you are the apprentice of Song Hongli, the master of Lingyun Peak, my Xuanling Sect, and I, Song Hongli, are your personal master."

"As long as I am alive, I will protect you for one day; as long as I am alive, I will teach you for one day. The essence of my life will be taught by the teacher."

"But when you become my apprentice, you should be committed to "respecting the teacher and valuing the Tao" all your life, and completely eliminate the 'greed, hatred, ignorance and suspicion' of the teacher's Tao in your heart."

"I don't ask you to glorify the teacher's sect, but only to respect the teacher and cherish the Tao, sacrifice oneself and the Tao, serve the Tao with all one's heart, dedicate to all beings, be benevolent, righteous, virtuous and filial, and not waste the cultivation of the teacher. Can you do it?"

On the other side, Song Qinglian looked at Song Hongli with clear eyes, as if she understood something, but at the same time she didn't understand anything.

But when Song Hongli cast a soft look, Song Qinglian still happily pulled Song Hongli's sleeve and smiled very cutely.

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