100 years after breaking up with Taoist couple

The Zixiao faction is very lively today, and there are two reasons for the excitement——

One is that Master Chengyu, who has been traveling for more than ten years, has returned, and the seven princes of Zixiao have finally gathered together again; the other is that Master Tianjue is about to accept disciples.

But Master Chengyu would return to the sect, in essence, to observe the ceremony at the acceptance ceremony of her junior master Tianjue Master, so the root cause of the Zixiao sect's excitement was-Tianjue Master Tianjue wanted to accept apprentices.

That's right, Gu Xuecun felt very funny when she heard that the Zixiao faction had to hold a grand ceremony for accepting an apprentice, she sneered and said, "You still have a grand ceremony for accepting apprentices, does it mean that you Zixiao faction disciples also have a grand ceremony for changing their teeth?"

He thought to himself, when Lu Jueling and I were both cultivating, there was no grand ceremony. Lu Jueling was obviously quite a simple person, so how could there be so many vain people?

Unexpectedly, Song Zipei thought for a while, and answered with a serious face: "Although I haven't changed my teeth, when I send my disciples to participate in the Kunyuan Secret Realm Trial for the first time as adults, the teacher will name their swords and magic weapons, called Kai Sword Grand Ceremony."

Gu Xuecun: "..."

He only thought that Song Zipei was fooling himself, and the pillow and bedding in the guest room arranged by Zixiao for him were still soft, so he yawned and fell asleep.

It was not yet clear the next day, when Gu Xuecun was still half asleep and half awake, he felt someone calling him in a trance, he turned over impatiently and ignored him, after a while, the person who called him seemed to finally give up.

Gu Xuecun was about to continue to sleep, when he suddenly felt a cold air flow rushing into his body from between his eyebrows, traveling around the meridians of his whole body, and Gu Xuecun sat up with a "ow" in the cold.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Song Zipei with an apologetic expression, holding a stack of clothes and several young men dressed as inner sect disciples with unfriendly expressions, standing beside his bed.

Gu Xuecun touched the back of his neck, feeling that the chilly air flow seemed to be still wandering in his extraordinary meridians, and said with gritted teeth: "What kind of trick is this, it's too vicious!"

Song Zipei said: "My master is in charge of the academy in the faction. This is a spell created by the master to wake up the lazy disciples for morning classes. It's called the Bingxin Curse, and it won't do any harm to your body. , Master Shi."

"Ah, after today, I should call you Junior Brother Shi."

Gu Xuecun secretly scolded Jing Heng for not doing good things, he looked at the sky outside the window, and said, "What are you doing to get me up so early?"

The few teenagers finally couldn't see it anymore, and one of them was quite handsome and said coldly: "What kind of genius do I think, that even Master Tianjue moved the idea of ​​accepting apprentices, so I'm just a slacker. "

Another thin and tall man said: "Junior Brother Liu, haven't you heard that he has a wind spirit root, which is a bit stronger than a genius with only five elements and a single spirit root. Are you jealous?"

What he said was full of yin and yang, and he didn't know whether it was Gu Xuecun or the handsome boy who was mocking.

The young man surnamed Liu snorted coldly: "Senior Brother Mu, you are a talented single spirit root that others cannot envy, so what, you will still be consecrated for seven or eight years, and you can't even touch the door of the fusion period."

"Every year in the school, the school teaches us that cultivation of immortality is not all about talent and spiritual root, but concentration of mind is more important. Have you heard that it's gone to the dog's stomach?"

The tall and thin man was furious when he heard his words, and saw that the two men were about to fight.

When it comes to quarreling and fighting, Gu Xuecun was considered a leader among his peers a hundred years ago, but now seeing them like this, he still feels a little nostalgic, wishing to wave flags and shout "fight, fight".

Song Zipei couldn't bear it anymore, and angrily scolded: "How did you promise me before you came, do you want to go back and face the wall for half a year!"

So the two finally broke up cursing, Song Zipei said helplessly: "Today's matter should have been handled by the disciples under Master Taixuan's seat, but the master master knew that I am familiar with you, so he let me come."

"This is the clothes of the inner disciples of the Zixiao Sect." Song Zipei said as he handed over the clothes, "The grand ceremony begins at the beginning of the Mao Dynasty, you can just follow us, but remember, after entering the Patriarch Hall, don't joke around. Don’t look directly at the portrait of the Patriarch. When you salute, you have to be on the futon behind the right side of the little uncle. The incense can only be put into the furnace after three prostrations. You can’t..."

Gu Xuecun was dizzy and asked him, "Have you done these too?"

Song Zipei saw what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Of course, not every disciple will perform the grand ceremony, only the direct disciples will. The direct disciples will inherit the mantle and honor of the master in the future, so it is naturally different."

The young man surnamed Liu snorted, "That's right, Senior Brother Song's character, qualifications and appearance are all the top choices among his peers, and that's why he became a personal passer of Jingheng Peak. one word."

Gu Xuecun understood, that is to say, after the irritable Jingheng burps or ascends, Song Zipei will replace him as the new generation of little white rabbit Jingheng.

He didn't bother to talk to the boy surnamed Liu who was looking for trouble, stood up and looked at them, and said with a smile: "I have to change clothes, why are you still standing, do you want to see so much?"

Song Zipei didn't know what to recall, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he said, "My junior brother and I are waiting for you outside the guest room."

After Gu Xuecun put on the light purple clothes of Zixiao faction's direct disciples, followed Song Zipei and the others up the cloud steps, and walked around the main hall of Zixiao Palace, he discovered that the small square in the back hall of Zixiao Palace had been neatly arranged, It was densely packed, at least hundreds of people stood there.

In front of the crowd, Lu Jueling in black clothes turned his head and watched him quietly.

Gu Xuecun felt that it was very weird in her heart, and secretly scolded the Zixiao faction for being too busy, asking a teacher to make such a big show, and those who didn't know thought they would hold a double cultivation ceremony for him and Lu Jueling.

Forget it, whoever told him that Lu Jueling had only been alive for more than ten years immediately relented, and now that he was on a pirate ship, it was no use regretting it.

Gu Xuecun simply kept his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, and walked behind Lu Jueling calmly.

Gu Xuecun smiled, his mind wandering, he planned to treat himself as an emotionless dummy.Following Lu Jueling, he met his six senior brothers and sisters, called his uncles and uncles one by one, and finally opened the door of the Patriarch's Hall, and went in after a long process of worshiping and offering incense. Facing the portraits of the two Li faction masters of the Zixiao School, he said some nonsense such as "I feel the Sanqing from the top, and ask the gods from the bottom", and finally finished the stinky and long apprenticeship ceremony of the Zixiao School.

The disciples in the square also started to go back to their respective peaks. Gu Xuecun was following Lu Jueling, looking for Song Zipei with his head outstretched, when suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder. He looked back and saw that the one who patted him was exactly the one who called him just now. That Chengyu real person.

She was dressed in white, she looked about in her late thirties, her eyebrows were very beautiful, but her smile was not gaudy, but rather naive, standing beside the real Gushi.

"Ah, little nephew, you look pretty cute," Chengyu said with a smile, "No wonder the younger brother suddenly wants to take on apprentices. I took a closer look, and it turned out to be a bit like the one from Beihai..."

Gu Xuecun thumped in her heart.

Gushi Daoist said: "Chengyu, be careful with your words."

After hearing this, Chengyu patted his head and said, "It's because I can't speak my head, so I should be beaten."

Lu Jueling said: "If senior sister is fine, I will take my apprentice back to Tianjue Peak."

Master Chengyu said: "It's all right, I haven't taken care of you these years, and I haven't been able to help you when you've been poisoned. Are you blaming me?"

Lu Jueling said: "Senior Sister has a serious business to do, how can I be resentful?"

Chengyu rolled his eyes and said, "It's really boring to talk to you."

She reached out her hand to feel in her bosom, and it took a long time to find out a small storage bag, shook it in her hand, and smiled at Gu Xuecun: "Little nephew, do you want a meeting gift?"

Gu Xuecun saw that the bulging storage bag seemed to be quite rich in content, so there was no reason not to, so she said joyfully, "Yes, yes."

Chengyu was stunned for a moment after hearing his words, and said, "Aren't you going to decline?"

"Why should I refuse?" Gu Xuecun looked puzzled, "If you have an advantage, don't take advantage of the bastard."

Master Chengyu laughed loudly when he heard the words: "The little nephew is much cuter than the little brother."

Gu Xuecun also followed suit and flattered: "Master, you are too, you are beautiful and kind."

Master Chengyu put the storage bag in Gu Xuecun's hand, and said with a smile: "If you have nothing to do, remember to come to Chengyu Peak to play with your uncle!"

Lu Jueling suddenly snatched the storage bag quickly, and said calmly: "My own disciple, don't bother senior sister."

Chengyu didn't seem to be surprised that he would have such a move, and said "cut": "I also heard that the senior brother of the sect leader said that you have not recovered from the poison, but now it seems that you are in good health."

Lu Jueling said: "Thank you, senior sister, for your concern." After speaking, he pulled Gu Xuecun and left, letting Chengyu yell at the back all the way.

Gu Xuecun said: "Why are you like this, after all, you are also your senior sister."

Lu Jueling let go of his hand, turned to look at him, and said indifferently: "Are you treating every beautiful person like this?"

Gu Xuecun was puzzled: "What?"

Lu Jueling didn't answer, but said: "This is the way back to Tianjue Peak, remember it."

Gu Xuecun caught up with him, and said angrily: "Why do you keep talking in half, and also, Master Chengyu gave me the storage bag, you should return it to me!"

Lu Jue Ling said: "I won't pay it back."

Gu Xuecun was stunned, this was the first time he heard Lu Jueling rejecting others so unreasonably, although he could see before that sometimes Lu Juiling refused others just because he didn't want to, but he would always give Find an excuse for your refusal not to embarrass the other party.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but Lu Jueling seemed unhappy.

Thinking about it, Gu Xuecun suddenly felt that he was sick. The storage bag was clearly given to him by someone else, but Lu Jueling snatched it away and he still made excuses for him in his heart. He was really sick.

Just as he was about to talk to him again, Lu Jueling suddenly stopped and looked back at him.

His light brown eyes returned to their usual calm look, as if the little mood swing just now was Gu Xuecun's illusion.

"Call me Master from now on, don't be so big or small."

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