Comprehension Dragon Soul

As time goes by, more and more people have noticed the embarrassing situation of No.1 Si Minglang. There are people who feel a little dark in their hearts and feel happy, and naturally there are people who feel that this child is really a pity. The young monk couldn't help but glanced at Si Minglang and sighed softly.

Now he has become his master, the golden core sword cultivator who never forgets his own wine gourd, slapped his apprentice heavily on the shoulder: "Why are you sighing at a young age, do you still have the vigor of a sword cultivator? "

Although he also lost to Si Minglang, this young sword cultivator has a much broader heart than others. Perhaps it is because he has lost to others too many times in Jianzong, and he deeply knows that he still lacks a lot. If you don't take yourself as a disciple of Xiaoyao Jianzong, you should be stronger than others for granted.But he didn't look at Si Minglang again, just explained in a low voice: "That monk is from a small sect, and his strength is so strong, it can be seen that he is very talented, why doesn't anyone value him?"

In the end, he was slapped on the back of the head with a gourd of wine by his master: "Don't put your mind on sword cultivation, what to think about, it's all about personal fate." He took another sip of the wine in his gourd , Meimei tasted a product, and then explained under the gaze of his disciples: "Our Jianzong has never been famous for magic, that child is very talented, and we don't want to delay him. If it is not the case, just punch the nose The one facing the sky..." He winked his eyes at his disciple: "We should also take this child under the sect, so that people don't think that our Jianzong is also afraid of them."

The friction between Xiaoyao Sword Sect and Shengyue Mountain was much more serious than that of Pule Temple.Although many Buddhist cultivators are violent, most of them study Buddhism, at least on the surface, they are much more lenient. The conflicts between Xiaoyao Sword Sect and Shengyue Mountain are mostly resolved by Pule Temple.

At least in the eyes of the people in the world, the three sects of the righteous way are connected with each other, and they are in full swing. Now is the time of great prosperity.

Seeing that this competition, which was called a competition, was actually about the end of the acceptance meeting for the cultivation of disciples of the great sect, but a white crane leisurely flew into the hall where they were at the moment.Almost everyone's eyes were attracted by that white crane.

There are also some who react quickly, and have already noticed the face of Shengyue Mountain Sect - of course it is not good-looking.The environment they are in, because they want to avoid other ordinary monks, so as not to be disturbed by them, or affect the stability of the interface from the small world to the big world, there are actually two layers of restrictions outside the hall. Xiu is known for his unique method of restraint. He has always been extremely proud, and they set up all the restraints of the Ascending Immortal Society.

Now it is said that the powerful restriction that can resist the blow of the Nascent Soul cultivator was just broken by an ordinary-looking white crane, and it flew in in front of these people leisurely. After circling around in the hall, it landed on Si Minglang's shoulders—two thin legs that looked like chopsticks wiped Si Minglang's clothes in disgust, looking extremely agile.

The white crane landed on his shoulder, and Si Minglang's expression moved slightly. Before the others could react, the white crane suddenly shook its head, and the sharp beak that looked very sharp and shining with sharp light was thrown out by it like a weapon, brushing his face. The side cheek of the golden core monk of Shengyue Mountain, which was ashen but did not dodge at all, fell into the hands of the golden core monk of Xiaoyao Sword Sect, and turned into a rolled snow-white paper with a few lines of small characters written on it.

The white crane on Si Minglang's shoulder lowered its head and landed in Si Minglang's hands. It also turned into a rolled paper, but it was much larger than the one that the sword repairer got.

Until the white crane changed by itself, before that, almost no monks discovered that the real body of the white crane was actually just two pieces of paper.There are still many Golden Core stage monks here!

Si Minglang's heart was beating fast, he had a faint premonition that things were about to turn around, but he couldn't help but doubt it, if some powerful monk really wanted to take him as an apprentice, he wouldn't be so contemptuous.However, his fingers trembled slightly before he opened the scroll.

There is only a simple sentence written on it: "I am a monk of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect Golden Core, would you like to worship under my sect to learn Taoism?" And there is a sign, with three big characters - Liu Nianfei.Judging from the appearance of the font, it looks like a man's handwriting, but the name looks like a woman's.

The Xiaoyao Sword Sect monk who also received the letter also finished reading the content, and without a pen in hand, he used his fingers to force out an inch of sword energy, and drew a line of writing on the paper, regardless of whether the other party would notice these strokes. Hen, re-rolled the paper and held it in his hand, then led his disciples up to Si Minglang.

"How does this fellow Taoist think about it?" The monk also had a strange face, but his smile was still friendly, and Si Minglang replied honestly: "Senior, don't blame me, this..." He shook his hand Looking at the paper in the box, he smiled wryly: "It's really difficult to make a decision."

As if he could understand Si Minglang's thoughts, the swordsman patted Si Minglang's shoulder. His disciple's mouth opened slightly, but then closed again. Presumably, the master would not treat other people like patting him. Like him.But he guessed wrong, his master had already treated Si Minglang as a disciple, how could he treat him like an outsider.However, compared to the reaction of the sword cultivator's apprentice, Si Minglang seemed to be okay when he picked him up, and he didn't feel that such strength was nothing.

After slightly approving the little monk, the sword cultivator also introduced to Si Minglang the situation of the Jindan monk who wanted to accept him as an apprentice: "This is indeed a member of my Sword Sect, and he is the most suitable to accept you as an apprentice." The candidate has been selected." Seeing that Si Minglang didn't understand, he further explained: "He can be regarded as a leader among our disciples in this generation, but he is less than a hundred years old, and now he has reached the state of Golden Core Consummation. Years, you can hit the Nascent Soul level."

"Even if you don't talk about cultivation, his path is suitable for you. There are not many spells in Jianzong, but he is one of them. You can see that from the white crane just now. He is also very good at spells. Great." Jianxiu was not very good at explaining words, but he added dryly: "It's just that there is a little regret in the world, which is also a common problem of most geniuses, and it's not a big deal."

Regarding his insincere last sentence, Si Minglang was noncommittal. The other party must be hiding something, but the other party is not familiar with him, so it is naturally impossible to tell him all the secrets in the door. This is not incomprehensible.What he paid attention to was not only these, but the Golden Core cultivator of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect as circumstantial evidence, at least proving that this matter is true.

The rest is to see how Si Minglang decides.Based on the analysis of this information, the other party is indeed a good candidate, with a high level of cultivation, a Dharma cultivator, and a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect. Thinking about Si Minglang's current dilemma, this is like a life-saving straw.

But in this straw, there are still annoying thorns lurking. In the world of comprehension, once you learn from a teacher, you have to follow the other person to practice for at least tens of hundreds of years. very cautious.These Jindan monks were so quick to accept apprentices before, firstly because of the observations of the previous three months, and secondly because most of the disciples of the sect were accepted by the monks of this sect. He had already been picked on once when he was selected in the door, so he seemed a little rash.

But how could the teacher refuse to show his face when accepting apprentices?Si Minglang has never met each other before, so he is going to become his disciple?The disciples don't even know whether the master is a man or a woman, or what he looks like, so if he tells it, others won't believe it, right?

The problem is, Si Minglang seems to have no other choice except this road now. A weird teacher, compared with Yin Mochen and Mingxi who stayed behind at Shuizemen, the result will not be worse...

Seeing Si Minglang's face change and finally freeze on a calm face, the swordsman knew that he had made a decision, and grinned: "If you agree, write something on this paper Reply to the past!"

Si Minglang smiled gratefully at the sword cultivator, gritted his teeth, took out a pen from the ring, and wrote a line on the blank space on the paper, "Disciple pays respect to master." Since the other party did not show up, he wrote this The etiquette of appreciating teachers has also been omitted, so there is no disadvantage.

The sword cultivator holding the wine gourd glanced at what he wrote, hehe laughed, and rubbed the two pieces of paper on which the reply was written. A white crane that looked like the original letter was actually crooked. The flying bird with missing arms and legs flapped its wings and flew up unsteadily.The messenger bird he made did not break through the restriction of Shengyue Mountain, but it was very convenient to cheat with the sender himself. It happened to allow the white disabled disfigured crane to fly by.

Jianxiu didn't care what would happen to Baihe in the end. After sending the letter, he said with a smile: "Okay! Now you are also my disciple, so call me Senior Brother Jian." Si Minglang has suffered so much. Frightened, also frightened again.His master is young, but his seniority is high, and even taking advantage of Si Minglang.

Coming out of the meeting place, Si Minglang still felt a little unreal, so he went straight to the Shuizawa gate station, wanting to ask his mother's opinion.When they arrived at the place, they didn't see Si Yuting and Ao Rui, so they pulled the junior brother guarding the gate to ask where they were going.This junior brother surnamed Lan, after talking about Si Yuting's whereabouts, suddenly said: "Junior brother Ming also came to Chaoyue Lake. He seems to be in a bad health today. He is resting upstairs now. Do you want to go first?" Take a look at him."

Brother Ming? !Si Minglang almost didn't realize who the other party was talking about. After all, in his impression, Si Yuting explained to him that Mingxi didn't come, saying that Mingxi was working hard in the door and didn't come out for the time being. Guan, why did you get here all of a sudden? !And still unwell?

Si Minglang frowned slightly, since he couldn't figure out what Mingxi was up to, it was better for him to keep some distance from him.Si Minglang pretended to hesitate for a moment, and then said: "Junior Brother Ming is taking a rest, it would be bad if I disturbed you. Let's talk about it when I come back." He said this with a high-sounding sound, and the other party had nothing to say.

When Si Minglang was far away, the monk who guarded the door asked someone to replace him first, and then ran to Mingxi's room, and told him about Si Minglang's reaction, his face was as pale as a cat. Ming Xi, whose big eyes were no longer as lively as before, almost instantly shed two tears: "Brother, I'm going to see that spirit beast first, I'm afraid if the other party complains first, what should I do if there is a gap between me and my brother?"

Senior Brother Na Lan was considered a very prestigious young monk in the door, so he comforted Ming Xi a few words before turning around and leaving.But he didn't know that after he left, the pale and weak Ming Xi immediately lost the smile on his face, and wiped off the water stains on his face with the quilt, Ming Xi angrily blasted the mattress to pieces!

Brother really didn't come to see him!

The author has something to say: Si Minglang's master is a man with a lot of stories ╮(￣▽￣")╭Xiaolong appears in the next chapter!