Quiet Night Thought of Ancient Sword and Qi Tan

Ziyin is talking to Hansu real person.

"So, you are going to keep her in Tianyong City?" Master Hansu stroked his beard.

"That's right. This girl grew up in the mountains and forests. She doesn't know the worldly etiquette. She is still young. If she is allowed to wander around, it may be inappropriate." Ziyin nodded.

"Well... as you said, we should have educated along with it."

"Master, Elder Sword Holder, Brother Lingyue and that girl are already outside the door." A disciple came to report.

"Let them come in." Master Hansu said.

After receiving the order from the head, Ling Yue took Murong Jing into the hall.

Murong Jing looked around and lowered her head in a lack of interest.

Seeing Murong Jing's listless look, Zi Yin frowned slightly.When she just parted from him, she was still alive and well, why did she become like this after a while?

Anyway, if you have any questions, ask again later.Thinking of this, Zi Yin asked Murong Jing: "I have explained the reason to the head, you can stay in Tianyong City from now on."

Several people in the hall looked at Murong Jing, waiting for her to thank the head.

Unexpectedly, Murong Jing said without even thinking, "No!"

Suddenly, several people were stunned.

Ling Feng, who was speaking for the head of the sect, looked at Murong Jing like a monster, what did this girl say?She was a homeless little girl wandering in the mountains and was kindly taken down the mountain by the elder holding the sword, and the elder holding the sword persuaded the head to let her stay in Tianyong City. Thank you for expressing your heart.But this little girl refused directly to the elder holding the sword with a disrespectful attitude!This is too ignorant!

Han Su's hand stroking his beard froze there, and he couldn't utter the comforting words he had prepared long ago, so he turned his head and looked at Ziyin.

Ziyin's expression didn't change, he just asked lightly: "Why?"

Murong Jing said angrily: "You wanted me to go down the mountain with you, but after going down the mountain, you brought me here, are you going to throw me into Tianyong City and leave me alone?"

Ziyin's eyes darkened: "I have no intention of leaving you alone."

Murong Jing turned her face away and did not speak.

Zi Yin walked up to Murong Jing, knelt down and looked at her at the same level: "You...will you be my apprentice?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the room was shocked.

Ling Feng's eyeballs almost fell to the ground, what did he see?Known as the No. 1 imperial sword in the world, the sword-wielding elder Ziyin of Tianyong City actually put down his body and asked a wild girl who came out of nowhere if he would like to be his apprentice? ! !

God knows that as long as the sword-holding elder wants it, there will be countless good seedlings of Tianlinggen waiting in line for him to pick back and become apprentices!

This girl also didn't know what kind of shit luck she had to be favored by the elder holding the sword.

Murong Jing turned her head back and looked at Zi Yin: "Be your apprentice?" Pointing at Ling Yue: "Doesn't that mean you want to be a stubborn old man like him?"

Lingfeng and Hansu looked at Lingyue, then at Ziyin, without speaking.

Ling Yue became the subject of the conversation for no reason, and when he saw the head and his senior brothers looking at him, a big drop of sweat hung on the back of his head.

Zi Yin just looked at Murong Jing and said: "What kind of person you become depends entirely on yourself and has nothing to do with others."

Murong Jing thought for a while and said, "You are amazing, aren't you?"

Zi Yin paused: "Yes."

Murong Jing closed her eyes, and the tragic deaths of everyone in the Murong Mansion flashed before her eyes one by one.He opened his eyes and saw Zi Yin's face: "Okay, I will be your apprentice."

I want to survive and become very strong, very strong!

Seeing the flash of hostility in Murong Jing's eyes, Zi Yin's eyes flickered, stood up and said: "So, tomorrow will be the ceremony of apprenticeship." Turning around, he bowed to Immortal Han Su: "Thank you for being the master. "

Zi Yin's words out of the mouth, it means that things can not be changed.

Ling Yue looked at Murong Jing, who was expressionless, and Zi Yin, who was also expressionless, without feeling anything.

Seeing the two people in front of him making up their own minds about apprenticeship, Master Han Su sighed in his heart that his sect leader was really just a decoration, but Ziyin was talking to him at this time, and hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay .”

Ling Feng opened his mouth so wide that he could put down an egg, this, this, this... the elder holding the sword accepts disciples, so it's settled?The elder holding the sword really chose this wild girl!This wild girl still doesn't kneel down to thank her? ? ?

What's going on today?Could it be that he didn't read the almanac when he went out?Well, it must be the wrong way for me to go out, otherwise why would it be so chaotic today!

Ling Feng's brain was already in chaos, and when he woke up, Zi Yin had already left with Ling Yue and Murong Jing.

"Hey..." Master Han Su suddenly sighed.

"Master...here, the elder holding the sword..." Ling Feng asked at a loss.

Master Han Su shook his head: "He... just loves to worry."

"Huh??" Ling Feng asked with a question mark.

Regardless of Ling Feng's doubts, Master Han Su waved his whisk and said, "Go back and do your business."

"Yes, Sect Leader." Although Ling Feng was full of doubts, the Sect Leader spoke, and he withdrew respectfully.

"Oh, I don't know that he is accepting apprentices this time... Forget it, his thoughts have always been unpredictable, so let him go." Master Han Su shook his head.

Murong Jing listened to Ling Yue tirelessly explaining the things to pay attention to in tomorrow's apprenticeship ceremony, and secretly yawned.

I am really convinced by the two masters and apprentices, there are so many etiquettes for a teacher, Murong Jing only feels scalp tingling when she thinks that she may have to face the rules of the two masters and apprentices every day in the future.

"That's about it, Miss Murong, Miss Murong?" Ling Yue called back Murong Jing, who was obviously wandering away.

"Ah?" Murong Jing was woken up by Ling Yue: "It's over?"

"..." Seeing her like this, Ling Yue could only ask, "Did you remember all the precautions I just said?"

"..." There was a big drop of sweat on the back of Murong Jing's head.

In fact, without asking Ling Yue, he knew that Murong Jing didn't listen at all, Ling Yue rubbed his forehead: "You...forget it, I'll tell you again later."

Want to hear it again?Murong Jing only felt that the future was dark...

It was night, the head sent someone to arrange a room for Murong Jing, and since Murong Jing was about to worship under Zi Yin's sect, her room was arranged near Zi Yin and Ling Yue's room.

As soon as Murong Jing entered the room, she threw herself on the bed hard.

"It's so hard!" Murong Jing sat up all of a sudden.The bed boards in Tianyong City are so hard, not to mention compared with Qinchuan Inn, even my little nest made of animal skins and thatch is softer than this bed.

Do people who cultivate immortals abuse themselves like this?Murong Jing sighed, resigned to her fate and went to sleep.

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In Ziyin's room

"Master." Ling Yue said respectfully.

"What's the matter?"

"The girl brought back by Master today..." Ling Yue frowned: "She seems to..."

"I know what you want to say." Ziyin waved his hand: "She grew up in the mountains and forests, no one taught her etiquette, even if there is a disrespect, don't mind too much, and naturally she will be carefully trained in the future."

"This is exactly what this disciple wants to say." Ling Yue said, "Today I talked to her a lot about tomorrow's apprenticeship ceremony, but I see her appearance... Master, in order to prevent any trouble tomorrow, I can save it." Etiquette...it's better to save some."

"...As you said." Ziyin nodded.

In the early morning of the second day, Murong Jing was stopped by Ling Yue as soon as she left the door after washing.

"Miss Murong!"

Murong Jing said: "What's the matter?"

"Why...why don't you fix your appearance?"

"Ah? What instrument?"

"You...why do you have disheveled hair, so..." Ling Yue frowned.

Murong Jing scratched her hair: "What are you talking about, I combed it this morning, and everything is straightened out. I don't even know how to tie the headband. I did it several times, but it was finally tied. After putting it on, it fell off again, and I was angry at seeing it, so I didn’t tie it up at all.”

"..." Ling Yue was speechless, so he could only sigh: "Where's your hairband?"

"It's in the house."

"Take it out."

Murong Jing went into the room, took the hair tie and came out.

Ling Yue took the headband, walked behind Murong Jing, and brushed Murong Jing's hair.

"Today is the day for you to become a master. The head of the sect and several elders will be there to witness. No matter what, don't be rude today." Ling Yue tied Murong Jing's hair into a ponytail as he spoke.

Murong Jing stroked the tied hair, and her forehead was covered with black thread again.This master and apprentice, the expressions on their faces and even the combing of their hair are the same in what they say and do...