Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

Hua Xia glanced down, fiddled with the books casually with her fingertips, looked at the titles of the thick books, and fell into silence again.

"Qingxin Jue", "Qingxin Dian Yao", "Qingxin Mantra Collection", "Cultivation World Rites Complete Book"...

What are these things?

Isn't it obvious that he is talking about her?

I flipped through it casually and just wanted to sigh, what a mess is this?

Unexpectedly, when I woke up the next day, I found a long handwritten scroll on the desk. There was dried ink on it, and the black brush calligraphy was vigorous and powerful. There was a space from time to time after a paragraph.

.......

By the way, is there cloze test in the world of cultivation?

"You can eat after you finish writing." Shen Changshu was sitting on the desk above. It was rare that he was not reading a book. He was actually meditating?

Hua Xia turned around and looked at the table that had been moved downstairs. After a moment of silence, she sat on the table, picked up the brush and began to write.

250 was surprised to find that the host's writing posture was not only correct, but also exceptionally correct.

He looked down and, as expected, saw handwriting that looked like ants crawling.

Sure enough, one should not overestimate the host.

Hua Xia wrote the words "dog crawling", glanced up casually, and then asked 250: "What's the answer?"

That’s right, last night, Hua Xia asked the system to look at the book and save the data.

250 wanted to refuse at first, but Hua Xia asked her if the system had ever helped her in completing missions in so many worlds.

The most useless system in the world hit 250,250 and forced them to do it. They just had to accept their fate and compare the answers.

During the cheating period, a man walked in from outside the hall. He was wearing a long black robe. After entering the hall, he first saluted Shen Changshu, then turned around and glanced at Hua Xia's position, and smiled with satisfaction.

Hua Xia: “…” What does he mean?

The person who came was Yue Mian, the head of Tianqing. He held a book in his hand. After reading Hua Xia, he began to read the contents of the book: "...Ancestor, these are the lists of items for the apprenticeship banquet. Please take a look."

Shen Changshu raised his hand and placed the booklet on his desk.

After a casual glance, the voice sounded faintly: "Re-prepare."

Yue Mian immediately broke out in sweat on his forehead and said quickly, "Yes, disciple, I will withdraw."

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Hua Xia was like a badger that hadn't eaten the melon.

Yue Mian didn't dare to stay and left the Wuchen Palace.

Hua Xia asked again, and just as she was about to get up, she was pushed back by spiritual power.

"Read it after you finish writing it."

"I'm done!"

Shen Changshu looked up at him, and Hua Xia was speechless: "What's that look?"

"Take it and take a look."

When he saw that although the handwriting was crooked, there was no mistake in it, he was a little surprised. He glanced at the place where Hua Xia had just sat and didn't see the book, so he put the scroll aside.

"......" Hua Xia asked 250, "Does he suspect me of cheating?!"

250 dare not speak, is it?

The booklet in hand contained some things needed for the apprenticeship banquet. Hua Xia didn't see any problem. Shen Changshu said, "It's not in compliance with the regulations. What's the point of preparing it in such a hurry?"

So it's so troublesome for the ancestor to accept disciples? What rules and regulations should be followed?

"How about..." Hua Xia squatted down, supported one hand on the table, her eyes curved and her pupils sparkled.

Shen Changshu had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, a voice like a spring gushing out resounded: "Why not change the apprenticeship banquet to a Taoist couple banquet?"

Shen Changshu had a complicated expression. He didn't know why he suddenly felt a dullness in his chest. After a long while, he said, "Nonsense!"

Shen Changshu stood up and walked out, Hua Xia followed behind him: "Think about it, think about it."

Ever since he confirmed that he would accept Hua Xia as Shen Changshu's disciple, Yue Mian's visits to Wuchen Palace skyrocketed. Every time he came, he brought various booklets with him, which contained lists, supplies, selected times, and so on.

Many of them were sent back and remade.

After the date was finally set and all factions were entertained, almost half a year had passed.

I didn't expect that a simple ceremony of becoming a disciple would take so long.

During this period, the world's heroine made rapid progress in her cultivation and has become a well-known favored child of heaven in the world of cultivation. Of course, the world's hero is no exception.

The male protagonist has not grown up yet, the main god has not come to this world, and even the mysterious man has not made any movement.

The master brought new robes when he came to Wuchen Palace for the penultimate time. Even the clothes for this apprenticeship banquet were made from scratch.

Hua Xia went to change her clothes. Different from the blue clothes in the sect, this robe was a light pink ancient-style Luo skirt with an outer shirt made of shark silk on the outside. The whole set must be very valuable.

After trying on the clothes, Hua Xia muttered, "It's like getting married."

"What did you say?" Shen Changshu looked up, glanced at it, and then looked away, "It's OK."

"I said, make it like a wedding, a Taoist couple, understand?"

"Of course I have to take my disciple seriously, and don't talk nonsense in front of outsiders."

Outsider Yue Mian: "...Since there is no need to change, I will take my leave first."

Quickening his pace, Yue Mian hadn't even stepped out of the main hall when he heard a coquettish voice behind him: "Consider it~"

Yue Mian stumbled, barely managed to stand still, and hurriedly rushed towards the teleportation array.

Shen Changshu held his forehead helplessly: "Why are you scaring him?"

"It's just fun."

On the eve of the apprenticeship banquet, when the master came for the last time, it was almost evening and the light was a little dim.

After striding into the hall, he looked around the hall vaguely. Shen Changshu was the only one in the main hall.

"What are you looking at?"

"Replying to the Ancestor, the final guest list has been released. Junior Brother Lin Heng is still in seclusion, so he probably can't be present."

"It's all right."

"Grandmaster, I have something else to report."

Shen Changshu looked up with an indifferent expression: "What's the matter?"

“There seems to be unusual movement near the Demon Abyss. I’m afraid that the demons are going to…” Yue Mian stopped talking halfway, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

He lowered his head and said nothing for a long time. No sound came from above his head. Yue Mian frowned quickly, then looked up and met Shen Changshu's gaze.

The sky gradually darkened, and the hall was almost shrouded in darkness. The light coming in from outside the hall was faint, but Yue Mian could still see Shen Changshu's expression clearly.

The boundless ice and the murderous intent hidden in the indifference, he came back to his senses, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and soon returned to his frightened expression.

"I'm afraid that this disciple has come here for the Tianqing Sect, which is the first of all the sects in this meeting."

"I have my own plan for this matter. You can go back first. Once you are ready, there is no need to come to the Wuchen Palace."

"Yes, the disciple retire."

Yue Mian walked out.

Shen Changshu's expression was extremely cold. He stood up, waved his sleeves, and walked out.