I, Panda, am super fierce!

Half a month passed in a flash, and soon it was the day of the apprenticeship ceremony.

Because Si Heng deliberately took advantage of it a few days ago, Yi Zhou didn't give him any good looks these days, and kept his face and eyes wide open all day long.

Let Si Heng see it even more itchy.

Yi Zhou didn't know Si Heng's thoughts, he still felt that his resistance was very effective, but sometimes he would feel a little soft-hearted when he met the lonely figure of the other party.

Of course, the time to be soft-hearted is limited, because Si Heng will not allow his image to be too good.

This morning, Yi Zhou woke up just after dawn. After a brief wash, he found a plain colored cassock, put it on, and then went out.

Although there are important things today, his daily practice has not stopped. Yi Zhou carried a small wooden sword and arrived at the edge of the cliff where he was usually squatting on horseback. He accidentally saw a man he couldn't find anywhere.

The man was practicing his sword, pointing, stabbing, chopping, teasing, wiping, every move was the most basic sword move without any mana.

His movements are very steady, there is not a trace of trembling in his wrists during the movements, and every time he chops and stabs, he is all on one point.

The sword is a wooden sword, and it is a wooden man who is used to practice the sword. However, this method of practicing swords without any magic power makes the wooden man have a little pothole.

The hole is very small, but the front and back are almost the same thickness. Standing behind, Yi Zhou can still see the light coming from the opposite side of the wooden figure.

How is this possible? !

Yi Zhou was extremely puzzled, he had tried this wooden figurine, and the material was extremely hard, so it couldn't be easily destroyed.

As for Si Heng, the way he stares at the man is no different from ordinary people.

Yi Zhou didn't struggle for long, because Si Heng stopped his momentum and turned to look at him.

Yi Zhou opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say, but in fact, he didn't feel awkward for a long time, he was just struggling with addressing issues.

Do you want to call me Master?

Call it, there is no grand ceremony yet, don't call it, anyway, it's just a matter of these few hours.

"What are you thinking?" Before Yi Zhou could figure out what to call, someone pinched his face again.

He took a step back and freed himself from the clutches, throwing that little reverence aside.

But the question remains: "How did you poke a hole in the wooden dummy?"

"You will know in the future." Si Heng did not answer, he stretched out his hand and said, "I promise you a day off today, and go to the main peak with me."

Looking at the big palm in front of him, Yi Zhou hesitated, but put his hand on it.

"Is it too early to go now?"

"It will be too late if you finish your horse stance."

"Oh." Yi Zhou hesitated, and then said, "Then I'll make it up tomorrow."

Si Heng asked: "Can you bear it?"

In the last two days, Yi Zhou has extended the time again. He has to squat for two hours a day. He is not used to it yet. He is as tired as a dead dog when he comes back from the edge of the cliff every day.

He didn't refute when he heard this, and after serious consideration with a straight face, he said, "Then I'll make it up in installments."

Si Heng laughed: "What installment method?"

"I can practice for half an hour more every day." Yi Zhou made a calculation and said, "This way there will be no problem."

He felt that there was not much difference if there was an extra half an hour every day, and he should be able to support it.

Si Heng didn't hit him either, and nodded after hearing it: "Okay, then you can try."

The quasi-teacher and apprentice flew towards the main peak while talking.

The two arrived quite early, and when they arrived, they saw a busy scene in the main peak hall.

Yi Zhou followed Si Heng in, and saw a man put a suit of clothes beside him.

The clothes were very similar to the one Si Heng gave him before, but there were still some differences in the subtleties.

"Is this what I'm going to wear today?" Yi Zhou walked to the side of the clothes, raised his head and asked the people around him.

"Yes, I will put this dress on you."

"I know." Elder Gong had told him about this process long ago, and Yi Zhou had always remembered it, so he nodded upon hearing this.

Anyway, it was not the first time Si Heng dressed him, so it was no big deal.

The two looked around in the main hall, then retreated to the side hall next to it.

Wait for the ceremony to begin.

People in the cultivation world are generally very superstitious. For such an important ceremony, the calculated auspicious time must be accurate to within a stick of incense.

Yi Zhou didn't know how this time was calculated, he only knew that he waited in the house for a long time, and after Si Heng left, he was called into the main hall.

The main hall was different from what he had seen before. There were many people sitting in the hall, some of them had seen it before, and some of them hadn't.

Si Heng was at the left front of the hall, and beside him stood several disciples holding jade crowns, cassocks, soul lamps and other objects.

Yi Zhou took only one glance and then retracted his gaze. He looked straight ahead, tightened his jaw, and stepped into the hall step by step, his hands covered by his sleeves clenched into fists.

In fact, I was very nervous. There were so many people's gazes that I couldn't ignore them even if I wanted to.

And they are all powerful, but just doing nothing there makes low-level monks want to kneel down and worship.

Under the pressure, Yi Zhou walked up to Si Heng, and then he stopped, saluted Si Heng, and then knelt down on the futon in front of him.

The two people holding the clothes and hats began to sing, the tone was strange, and Yi Zhou couldn't understand it.

He didn't even bother to listen carefully. The man in front of him moved behind him, brushed his hair away, took the comb from the person next to him, and combed his hair.

When the comb came into contact with the scalp, it was a little itchy, and his hair was grabbed by someone. Yi Zhou raised his head slightly, which made it easier for him to move.

The two people in front of him were still singing, their voices getting higher and higher, and Yi Zhou felt his scalp being pulled in. He watched the one holding the jade crown in front of him move to the side, and half knelt down.

Yi Zhou was young and had little hair. The jade crown prepared for him was also a small one. The jade crown didn't feel heavy when worn on his head. After the white jade hairpin was inserted, the hand on the head was also removed.

The person behind seemed to say something, but Yi Zhou didn't hear it clearly. He was lifted up by a force, and the person behind moved to the front, with a smile on his face, and unbuttoned his cassock for him.

This feeling of undressing in public was much weirder than imagined, and he couldn't relax at all. Yizhou felt that his back was going to burn, so he tried his best to warn himself, so he resisted the intention of bowing his head and retreating.

After the clothes were changed, Si Heng took a step back and swept a willow-like thing over his forehead. Yi Zhou felt a pain between his eyebrows, and a drop of blood floated out and fell into the wick held by the disciple next to him.

The soul lamp was lit and floated into the air.

Si Heng stretched out his right hand, pressed Yi Zhou's forehead and said, "The No. 70 fourth generation disciple of Taiyanzong is the generation of Nai Chen. I will give you the character Jin, and your Taoist name will be Chen Jin from now on."

After finishing speaking, he turned around, faced forward, raised his hands to his chest, and lowered his head slightly: "Xuanzheng, the 73rd generation disciple of Taiyanzong, respectfully tell our ancestors..."

Following his words, a giant booklet appeared in the void, and the booklet was unfolded and flipped backwards, staying on one page.

After Si Heng finished reading the speech, he raised his head again, and a magic pen appeared in his hand. He picked up the pen and wrote Yi Zhou's Taoist name on the booklet. The moment the handwriting fell, the booklet disappeared in an instant.

The aura surged in the hall, and flowers of five colors fell down. The moment the petals touched the human body, they turned into pure aura and entered the meridians.

And Yi Zhou also knelt down when Si Heng picked up the pen, and when he wrote the last stroke, Yi Zhou bent down and knelt down: "Disciple Chen Jin pays homage to Master."

"Teacher, please get up." Si Heng bent down and helped him up with both hands.

After the name is engraved into the genealogy, the last part of the ceremony is to meet the elders.

Yi Zhou followed Si Heng, from uncles/uncles to uncles, and visited them one by one.

Because today is a special day, when he sees an elder, he is about to kneel down and salute once. After one round, he feels his knees are going to be green.

Of course, this head was not for nothing. After a round, every elder who came to participate in the ceremony prepared a generous gift, and Yi Zhou seemed to be getting rich overnight.

There was a feast after the ceremony, but because Yi Zhou was young, he didn't have to attend.

Naturally, the venue of the banquet is not in the main hall, but a little lower, not far from the door, is the Wen Xinlu that Yi Zhou saw on Naxin Day.

Wenxin Road is said to have [-] steps, which are usually covered by thick fog and cannot be seen clearly. It will only open once every hundred years on Naxin Day.

Yi Zhou stood on the steps and looked down, his eyes were only two zhang away.

He still had some impressions of Naxinri a few years ago, when those people seemed to have difficulty walking the steps, Yi Zhou was a little curious about why.

He took a step forward, eager to try.

"Uncle?" A voice from beside him interrupted his movements.

The voice was familiar, Yi Zhou turned his head and said hello: "Mingyi."

"Why did Master come here?" Mingyi took two steps forward, stood next to Yi Zhou, and glanced at the steps on one side: "Master, do you want to take a walk?"

"Can you go now?"

"Yes." Mingyi has been in Taiyanzong for a long time, and he knows more: "Ask your mind to exercise your mind, and there is no limit to when you can go up, but it is dangerous to go up at other times except for the day of Naxin Day." .”

Yi Zhou was aroused by him: "What danger?"

"It's easy to cause demons." Ming Yi said.

Asking the mind is actually equivalent to a desire amplifier. It will dig out all the things you desire, fear and miss most in your heart, and create an extremely realistic illusion for the monks walking on it. The promotion can't be broken, and it will stay in that illusory world forever.

Mingyi said that the higher the level of the mental path, the stronger the effect of the illusion, and these disciples of the inner sect have not been able to complete the journey yet.

Yi Zhou was aroused by his words to be a little competitive, and he wanted to go over and try to see how far he could go.

But before that, he should talk to Si Heng.

"Uncle Master, do you want to try?" Ming Yi asked, seeing Yi Zhou nodding, he suggested again: "If Uncle Master wants to try, you'd better come earlier, it's more dangerous to ask after noon."

Yi Zhou thanked him and said he understood.

The banquet in the hall ended very quickly. Most of the monks stayed at home and stayed in one place for tens or hundreds of years. This time, Si Heng didn't invite many friends, and even fewer came. After he sent them off one by one , began to look for his new apprentice.

Yi Zhou was still standing next to Wenxin Road, Mingyi had already left, he sat on a rock above, stretched his feet, and tested on the edge of the steps.

He was extremely curious about the so-called illusion.

"What are you doing?" Si Heng stepped forward.

Yi Zhou quickly withdrew that foot, smiled obediently at Si Heng, and called Master.

He jumped off the rock, stood beside Si Heng, pointed to the road next to him and asked Xinlu: "Can I walk this way?"

"Yes." This path is extremely useful in cultivating the state of mind, and Si Heng will naturally not stop him. Even if Yizhou doesn't say anything, he will bring his apprentice over later: "Just take the hat I gave you when you leave, just in case What happened."

The hats that Si Heng trained on Yi Zhou all have the effect of refreshing and calming the mind, and will not let Yi Zhou be immersed in illusions for a long time.

It can be said that with this, the degree of danger of asking the mental path has been reduced by more than half.

"I see." Yi Zhou nodded, and asked again, "Then can I go now? Mingyi said that it will be more dangerous after noon."

"There is not much difference." Si Heng said, except for Naxin Day, the road looks almost the same at other times.

He has walked countless times, and he has already felt it clearly.

Compared with Ming Yi, Yi Zhou naturally believed in Si Heng's more, and when he heard him say that there was not much difference, he wanted to try it now.

There is another road leading down the mountain beside Wenxin Road, but it is too slow to go down.

The master used it at this time, and Yi Zhou opened his arms to Si Heng without hesitation, asking him to take him down.

The speed of Huashen Almighty was extremely fast, Si Heng held his apprentice with one arm, but in an instant, the two appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Yi Zhou came out of Si Heng's arms, rummaged through the storage bag and found a bamboo hat with a not so strange color, and put it on his head.

But he forgot that the jade crown was tied on top of his head now, the jade crown was so high that he directly put the bamboo hat in the air, unable to fall down.

It's a little embarrassing.

Yi Zhou's face turned red, he pretended nothing happened and took off his bamboo hat, glanced carefully at Si Heng, but saw a smile on his lips, obviously expecting it long ago, waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

Sure enough, you can't expect this person to change after becoming a master!Yi Zhou snorted inwardly, and gave Si Heng a bold look.

Seeing the apprentice showing signs of anger, Si Heng quickly covered his smile, coughed lightly, and pointed to the jade crown: "Take it off."

Yi Zhou silently stuffed the bamboo hat back, then supported the jade crown with one hand, and pulled out the hairpin with the other.

After removing the jade crown, Yi Zhou had to dismantle the Ge scarf tied around his head, but it was tied somehow, and Yi Zhou couldn't pull it off no matter how hard he pulled it.

"Let me do it." Si Heng patted his hands that were scratching, and took them off lightly, and the Gejin spread out in his hands.

Without the restraint of the Gejin, the hair fell instantly, and the hair that had been bound for a while was slightly bent and spread out, making Yizhou's small face even smaller, as delicate as a jade porcelain doll.

Yi Zhou didn't feel it, he pushed the hair in front of his eyes to the sides, put on the bamboo hat, and waved to Si Heng.

"Master, I'm going."

Si Heng: "Come down when you're tired."

"understood!"

Yi Zhou responded loudly and stepped on the first stone steps.

As soon as I stepped on it, the world in front of me changed. The original dense fog disappeared, replaced by a bamboo forest.

The bamboo leaves in the forest are yellowing, the weather should be very cold, the ground is full of withered leaves, and when you step on them, there will be a creaking sound.

Yi Zhou opened his eyes wide and walked forward cautiously. He didn't know who he was or where he was going, he just knew he had to go forward.

Walking and walking, the palm seems to be a little different.

Yi Zhou stopped and looked down. The ground was full of fallen leaves, exuding a rotten smell. He raised his head in disgust, raised his front paw and patted the ground, and hit something hard.

He used his claws to scrape away a thick layer of fallen leaves, and what was reflected in front of his eyes was a handful of green shoots.

Is this... bamboo shoots?