An Yuyuan took his little disciple who had just officially successfully upgraded and was still steaming hot, and walked left and right on the dark mountain road for a long time before stopping in front of a huge house.

This house is the first in the building complex in terms of its age, but what is unexpected is that it is surprisingly clean, and it can be seen that it is often cleaned.

As for the candidate for cleaning...except for the former An Yuyuan, of course he didn't think about it.

Because this place is called the Soul Palace.

It used to be the most solemn place of Xingyun Sect.

After a slight pause, An Yuyuan walked in with Ning Xiachu.

There are no rare treasures in the spacious house, but countless palace lanterns with exquisite workmanship and simple styles are hung from the roof, which can hang on the top of people's heads.

Most of them are silently extinguished, sleeping peacefully with old traces accumulated over time.There is only one lamp, emitting a warm yellow faint light, which echoes the moonlight shining through the window, adding a touch of warmth to the cold-toned hall.

"That is the soul lamp of the teacher." An Yuyuan said softly, as if he was afraid of waking up something, "Everyone in our Xingyun Sect will light a soul lamp here. The lamp of death is extinguished... What I have to do now is to light up the soul lamp that belongs to you."

Shocked by such a silent and gloomy atmosphere, Ning Xia Chu nodded obediently, holding his breath and not daring to make any noise.

Seeing this, An Yuyuan walked to the edge of the hall, picked up a new soul lamp from the table, folded it back, and said to Ning Xiachu: "Let some blood come out, it's on the wrist."

Ning Xiachu followed his advice.

Seeing the bright red blood dyeing the originally snow-white wick crimson, An Yuyuan nodded and said, "That's enough." He signaled Ning Xiachu to withdraw his hand.

Next, he recited the unique formula of Xingyun Sect. After the long passage like a scripture was over, the soul lamp in his hand was faintly lit.

An Yuyuan hung this lamp next to his own, and it was also at the very edge of the soul lamp group... Ning Xiachu is currently the only disciple in this generation.

The two soul lamps relying on each other seem to be very intimate in this darkness.

An Yuyuan took a step back and glanced at the newly added soul lamp, then turned his head to Ning Xiachu who had been standing obediently and said, "In this way, you are a disciple of my Xingyun sect. According to your seniority, you If you follow the word 'Rong' for the rest of your life, your Taoist name will be called Rong Qing."

Ningxia Chu nodded again, expressing that he understood.

Seeing this, An Yuyuan took Ning Xiachu's hand and led him out of here.

After leaving the hall, An Yuyuan sighed softly in his heart.

Originally... the lamp belonging to "An Yuyuan" was extinguished the moment he arrived, and the light...was switched on by him.

This reminds him all the time that he is not the real An Yuyuan and does not belong here. He has to be patient and wait until the plot starts to complete his tasks so that he can return to the real world.

……

After returning to the cave, An Yuyuan briefly explained his name taboo to Ning Xiachu: "My surname is An, my name is Yuyuan, and my Taoist name is Lingxu. If you meet other fellow Taoists in the future, you need to report to the teacher's sect. Then you said that you were born in Xingyun Sect, and that you studied under Daoist Lingxu."

After saying that, he rushed to Ningxia Chu to rest.Children, it is better to go to bed early and get up early.

And at this time, Ning Xiachu, who had been in a dizzy state after being hit by a fried chicken gift bag, finally woke up, and remembered what he hadn't explained clearly before... If he didn't tell the expert, ah no, yes Master, will it be considered deliberate deception in the future?

Ning Xiachu immediately grabbed An Yuyuan's clothes and shouted, "Master, wait a minute!"

An Yuyuan turned around, and after looking at him questioningly, Ning Xiachu let go of his hand embarrassingly, and then said after thinking about it: "Master, there are some things that I didn't explain before Xia Chu... This disciple has dual attributes of earth and fire." Lingen."

"I know, you have a good foundation." An Yuyuan nodded, he had already detected this when he was holding Ning Xiachu on the flying sword. He was born with dual spiritual roots and had very good aptitude.

"...It's not that simple." Ningxia Chu puffed her mouth depressedly, "Although Xia Chu has two spiritual roots, but for some reason this past year, his cultivation base has progressed extremely slowly...it's not even as good as four spiritual roots , and now it is still in the middle stage of Qi training."

Otherwise, he would not have been expelled from the church before.

Originally, he was young but already had a solid foundation, and he was still highly expected by the sect among the disciples of the outer courtyard. However, he did not expect that his progress in the past year was really too slow. Apart from the fact that the true qi in his body became stronger, what he was like before and after It's almost the same, if it continues like this, it will take five or six years to hone into the late stage of Qi training, which is far inferior to those children who entered the outer court at the same time as him but their foundation is not as good as him.Even the most basic stage is progressing so hard. It is conceivable that he wants to successfully break through the checkpoint and advance to the foundation stage.

Ningxia Chu felt uneasy, afraid of being rejected by his master or making him regret accepting his disciples, but he couldn't keep this matter secret, otherwise how could he be worthy of his kindness?

Although he has been comforting in his heart that he will definitely be the protagonist's life, and these things will improve in the future, but...

"I know." An Yuyuan was annoyed and funny when he found out that the little guy was troubled by this matter.He regarded himself as deaf or blind, whether it was the words of the middle-aged man or the information revealed in his own narration was not at 01:30, he naturally knew it long ago.

But he didn't take Ningxia Chu as his apprentice so that one day he could glorify his master's school... He just wanted to keep Ning Xia Chu and find someone to accompany him by the way.

"It doesn't matter, what are you thinking about... Hurry up and go to rest. Since you have already worshiped the teacher, from tomorrow onwards, you have to get up early to practice with me." An Yuyuan's tone was full of blame, but there was no expression on his face Anger, obviously not really angry.

Seeing An Yuyuan's performance like this, Ningxia Chu felt relieved, and then the villain in his heart was so moved that he screamed, Liger, you are such a good person!

He said hello full of energy, and rushed back to his room cheerfully.

……

In the middle of the night, Ning Xiachu was lying on the bed he had cleaned himself, and couldn't sleep. He rolled to the left and to the right, and his thoughts always drifted to An Yuyuan.

While thinking about it, those nasty conjectures about cannon fodder flooded his mind unconsciously.

His family's newly released Master Liger hides such a gentle heart under his seemingly cold appearance. Will such a good person disappear one day?

In many stories, when the protagonist is analyzing his heart, searching for memories, and sorting out his own growth history in the scene of picking up girls, he will mention someone who once had favor or friendship with him with a sad face, but passed away early in the end. Relatives/teacher/friends...like that kind of role?

Let the protagonist be sad at 45 degrees and at the same time get the girl's sympathetic tears and gentle comfort.

In such a scene, the gap between the hearts of the two people has been eliminated, and they are getting closer...

--Nonsence!

Ning Xia shook his head at the beginning, throwing away all the messy plots that were automatically generated in his mind.

Talented people will not become the kind of cannon fodder that just adds a stroke to the protagonist's history of suffering and then disappears, or that analogy, if you are the protagonist in this world, then the talented person must have a lot of roles in the scene until there is a happy ending at the end The male supporting role!

If he just felt sorry before, now even if he just fantasized about the possible tragic development, he still feels the pain in his heart.

He is obviously a hot and warm person!

——Ningxia Chu really didn't expect that in a certain novel, there is always a heavy role in the role. Apart from the male supporting role, another possibility is clearly the villain BOSS.

Ningxia Chu felt that he would not be interested in peeling off his own scars one day, or the scars of "Qiao Wunian" just to win a few drops of pearls from his sister, not to those "relatives" who have passed away, Not even for tall people.

For those "relatives", he is powerless, but he will do his best to change the fate of the master!

Ningxia clenched her fists tightly and made a decision in her heart.

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