Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole room was in an uproar.

"Master, are you mistaken?"

Even if they were not chosen among the top ten, or even if the ancestor still did not accept disciples, they were not so shocked. Their first reaction was to question the leader.

"Yes, the ancestor didn't say much just now."

Yue Mian hoped in his heart that he was wrong, but as long as the elders of Tianqing Sect used their spiritual power to sense it, they would feel the ruthless spiritual power fluctuations of the ancestor's great way in that name.

"Okay, there's no need to discuss this matter any further." Yue Mian waved his hand and turned to look at Hua Xia. Only then did he realize that the person in the rocking chair was calm and didn't care about this pie-in-the-sky good luck at all.

This person was just like before, lazy and unmoved.

Such calmness did impress him a little, but only a little.

There must be some deep meaning behind the ancestor's choice.

"Lin Xin'er is still shaking?" The head of the sect sighed helplessly, "Why don't you hurry up and prepare to move into the Wuchen Palace the next day?"

Hua Xia then staggered to her feet, and as she passed by Lin Heng, she patted her stunned cheap father, who came to his senses and hurriedly followed.

The two of them walked back, and the rest of the people wanted to become disciples or enter the Tianqing Sect. In short, it had little to do with them anymore.

Lin Heng took a half step back, thought for a moment, took two quick steps forward, and asked in a low voice: "Xin'er, what do you think the ancestor meant?"

Hua Xia shook her head. Lin Heng didn't need her answer. He just lowered his head and stroked his chin in thought.

[Host, is this something you had anticipated? ]

Hua Xia denied: "Who can predict this?"

【Then why did you get last place? 】

"It's just fun."

Hua Xia really just wanted to have fun in the trial. Since someone was watching her, she might as well take the initiative to walk in front of everyone.

However, she didn't know what the villain's intention was, which made it convenient for her.

After entering the teleportation array and returning to the Fourth Peak, Lin Heng began to arrange Hua Xia's luggage while carefully instructing her on matters of concern.

"Xin'er, once you enter the Wuchen Palace, remember that you can only move around in the outer palace. You cannot enter the inner palace without being summoned by the ancestor, okay?"

"Also, you should stay in the outer hall and take good care of your injuries. Dad will find a way to repair your spiritual roots. While you are in the Wuchen Hall, remember, you must not make loud noises, understand?"

"Oh, and you are not allowed to cook or light fires inside or outside the Wuchen Palace. Dad will have his disciples deliver meals to the Wuchen Peak formation entrance every day. You must remember to be quiet."

"I remember there are many rare and exotic plants planted in the courtyard outside the ancestor's temple. Remember, don't touch them."

"The ancestor likes quietness, and he won't let you do anything like a cleaning disciple. You just need to stay quietly in the outer hall."

"Also, these are some commonly used medicinal pills. Dad has put them in the package for you." Lin Heng turned his back to Hua Xia and counted the items he brought.

Hua Xia felt overwhelmed by the nagging words that sounded like Tang Monk chanting sutras.

Perhaps, as a father, this is how much worry he would have when his son goes on a long journey.

However, the content of these sentences is really out of line. It is best not to move or say anything, not to make any noise or fuss, she might as well just stop breathing.

Where do so many taboos come from?

"Also, if the ancestor summons you, you must not look directly at the ancestor, you must be respectful, dress appropriately, and be sure to dress neatly. The ancestor has a mysophobia. Also, if the ancestor speaks, you just need to answer."

Hua Xia: “…”

"Dad, stop talking." Hua Xia waved her hands repeatedly.

Lin Heng turned around and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything you are confused about?"

Hua Xia pretended to yawn: "I'm sleepy."

"Oh, that's fine. We've almost packed up. Dad's going to leave. You should go to bed early." Lin Heng turned and walked out, not forgetting to say, "Write a book about what Dad just said and what he hasn't finished. You can take it with you tomorrow."

"..."

Early the next morning, Lin Heng came knocking on the door. Hua Xia was taken out of the door with sleepy eyes, ready to go to the teleportation array entrance.

The head of the sect was already waiting at the entrance of the teleportation array. When he saw the father and daughter coming, he asked, "Why are you so late?"

Lin Heng gave a random explanation and then planned to take Hua Xia into the formation, but was stopped by Yue Mian: "The ancestor said that she can go alone."

Lin Heng paused: "But, Xin'er's things are in the storage ring. She has no spiritual power. How can she open it later?"

After watching the two discuss, Hua Xia was so sleepy that she could fall asleep while standing. She just wanted to go to that palace and take a nap first.

After Lin Heng took out the things in the storage ring, there were several bags full. Seeing this, Lin Heng said that he would report to the ancestor and send them to Hua Xia. Hua Xia waved her hand, and under the two glances, she picked up the things easily.

"Dad, I'm leaving." He did not forget to say goodbye before leaving.

Lin Heng was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Xin'er, you..." have changed a lot.

In the end, the words were not spoken. Facing the familiar face that he had watched grow up, the expression on the face was no longer as delicate and taciturn as before, but became lazy and calm. Lin Heng felt a little bitter in his heart, and forced a smile: "Xin'er, I forgot to take the book."

"......" After Hua Xia took the ancestor's manual, she hurriedly entered the teleportation array.

The formation leading to the Wuchen Palace is ever-changing and extremely profound. It should have been set up by the villain himself. People who are not allowed to enter the teleportation formation probably cannot be teleported to the Wuchen Palace.

However, in a moment, the surrounding environment changed. In front of him was a magnificent hall. The color tone was gray and cold, not luxurious. The air around it was several degrees colder than the Fourth Peak. The hall was surrounded by a bamboo forest, and Hua Xia was standing beside a patch of green bamboo.

The palace door was open. Hua Xia took a look before stepping in, and the door was closed.

She didn't look back, but looked through the front hall and to the end of the corridor. At the end stood a familiar white-haired man, who was the villain Shen Changshu.

The tall man just stood there, and the cool aura around him made the hall three points colder.

Shen Changshu was obviously waiting for her. Hua Xia took two steps forward, and the thing in her hand was sent to a small temple nearby by a spiritual power. This should be where she would live in the future.

He felt light without anything on him, so he approached and turned his back to Shen Changshu, walking inside.

Although Hua Xia didn't like noise, she was too quiet at this moment. The two of them finally arrived at the lobby of the main hall. Shen Changshu walked to the front seat and sat down. There was another seat under him, which was obviously reserved for Hua Xia.

After Hua Xia sat down, she didn't say anything and just looked at the villain.

250: [Do not look directly at the ancestor.]

Hua Xia: “…”

She stared for a while, felt sleepy again, yawned, and two drops of saline solution hung at the corners of her eyes, which she casually wiped away with her hand.

The white-haired man on the high seat had his eyes flashing, and then a cold voice rang out: "Your spiritual roots are completely destroyed. Now that you have joined my sect, you have two paths to choose from."