It happened suddenly.
It gave Nan Fuguang the feeling that someone was deliberately trying to cut through the mess quickly.
At sunset, she was still discussing with Wu Qiong in the Qizhenbao Pavilion how she could break through the golden elixir stage so quietly, when she received a message from Xie Yunxing through the double-sided mirror, asking her to return to the sect as soon as possible.
At the end of the conversation, Taotao's anxious round face connected. The little girl was so anxious that she cried, calling Senior Sister Riri, come back quickly, the Immortal Lord wants to accept Lu Sang as his subordinate. The second disciple.
Nan Fuguang's head went blank for a moment, but when he came back to his senses, he felt a strange confusion——
Whether it was Xie Yunxing or Taotao, why were they anxious to call her back?
It was absolutely natural for Yunshang Immortal Lord to accept a disciple, and she could not and had no position to stop it.
Putting away the double-sided mirror, Nan Fuguang fell into silence across the counter.
I Qiong laughed unscrupulously at the side, so I hate you the most, those of you who are cultivating immortals and becoming Taoists. You look sanctimonious, but in fact you do all kinds of sneaky things.
Nan Fuguang did not refute her.
She pulled out her azure light sword, jumped onto the sword suspended in mid-air amid the frightened eyes of the mortals passing by on the street, and rushed towards the Yuntian Sect without looking back.
……
Nan Fuguang thought that his footsteps were fast enough.
But it's obviously still a little late.
When the sword passed the main gate of the sect halfway up the mountain, the disciple who was guarding the gate today looked at her and hesitated to speak. Nan Fuguang passed through the restriction of the Yuntian Sect gate, stepped on the green light sword, and hovered beside the disciple, slightly tilted. Tilted head: "What?"
The disciple on duty turned pale with fright and shook his head quickly as if he was about to wet his pants.
A group of people were chattering in a daze, as if the Shatuo Sky Tree was about to fall and the end of the world was about to come.
After entering the sect, Nan Fuguang saw few familiar faces along the way. She was a little confused at first, but then she soon realized that this was just because at this moment, all the members of the sect, including the sect leader Xie Cong, The elders and named disciples have all gathered in the Yuntianfeng Sect's meeting hall.
There is also Yunshang Immortal Lord and his second apprentice who is about to be released.
I'm afraid everyone has been waiting for a long time.
Nan Fuguang landed openly in front of the meeting hall. For the first time, not far away, he heard the sect leader Xie Cong yelling, "Yuntian Peak is a no-fly zone", "Nan Fuguang, what kind of person are you?" "Immortal Lord, you don't care. No matter”——
In the unusual silence, she raised her eyebrows slightly and climbed up the stairs. She happened to meet Taotao holding a tray when she was going up the last step.
The latter raised his head from behind the saucer and glanced at her——
Seeing clearly who was coming, her usually overly lively face suddenly became slightly panicked.
"Taotao, what are you doing here..."
The questioning words came to an abrupt end, and Nan Fuguang finally noticed that in the center of the tray in Taotao's hand was a bowl of steaming tea.
This is a bowl of Yunshan Lingcha——
This tea is the tea specially reserved for disciples of the sect.
The eldest sister of the sect remained silent and closed her mouth. The invisible pressure made Taotao bend down slightly as if she could no longer bear it. When she passed by Nan Fuguang, the little girl spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear. The voice said: "Sister Riri, the deal is done."
Nan Fuguang didn't respond, just put away the green light sword numbly.
She lowered her head and looked at a dead branch on her light-colored monk's robe that she had picked up somewhere because she was in a hurry...
The confusion in my heart was even worse than when I heard the news just now.
……
Taotao went forward with tea.
As the steaming cup of Yunshan Lingcha approached, the crowds on the three floors inside and outside the hall automatically separated into two waves, leaving a path in the middle.
This scene is so familiar.
The crowd that blocked his sight moved away, and when he looked up again, Nan Fuguang saw the familiar two people at the other end of the hall without any obstruction.
Qing Leng Xianzun, who was sitting relaxedly in the main seat, rested one hand on the side of his cheek.
Next to him, very close to the ground is the newly released junior sister of Yuntian Sect, the divine phoenix descending into the world Lu Sang who has shattered the world of cultivation in recent days.
Yunshang Immortal is still wearing the light green Taoist robe, with the Nine-Sky Crane on it, and his black hair is only tied up casually today. Compared with his usual aloof appearance, he looks a little relaxed at this time——
Ah, right.
What was the situation like on the day she became a disciple?
Nan Fuguang suddenly found that he could not remember what the banquet was like on the day he became a disciple.
Is he in such a good mood too?
Are his eyebrows relaxed?
Does he look like he's looking forward to what's going to happen next?
It was probably too long ago, and no one had ever regarded this event as a great event to commemorate, so it seemed that all of a sudden, everything in the past became very blurry.
The first elder sister of the sect, who was standing behind the crowd, was distracted openly. She was caught off guard and looked at the person at the other end of the hall. There was a rare wave in the eyes of the Immortal Lord, who were like a quiet pool, and he sat up a little.
With a deep voice, he called out: "RiRi, you are back."
This neither high nor low call successfully attracted the attention of everyone in the hall. People turned their heads again and looked at Nan Fuguang who was standing at the door of the hall - including at this moment, who was standing at the entrance of the hall. A slender girl kneeling beside Yunshang Immortal in a respectful posture.
The girl's face is fair and beautiful, and the Yuntian Sect may be really nourishing her with spiritual energy. She does not look as sick and weak as when she first saw her a few days ago... Now she is wearing the Taoist robe of an inner disciple of the Yuntian Sect, and she is a vivid figure. She looks like a pretty fairy.
——Taoist robe for inner disciples.
Lu Sang had already worn this outfit for several days in advance, breaking the rules. Why did he come here to show off to his apprentice now?
Under Nan Fuguang's cold gaze, Taotao carried the bowl of tea to the kneeling Lu Sang, bent down and brought the tea to her hand.
The latter seemed to sense something, and finally stopped staring blankly at the senior sister. He turned his head, raised his very beautiful face, and smiled nervously at Taotao...
It's like thousands of Yunshan flowers blooming in the wind.
Everyone in the hall seemed to be stunned for a moment.
The girl, who seemed unaware of her own beauty, took the Yunshan Spirit Tea and held the steaming tea in her hands, her hands trembling a little.
At the same time, in the main hall, the person occupying the main position finally withdrew his gaze from Nan Fuguang, and he bowed his head slightly.
"Lu Sang, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"
The cold-faced Immortal Lord had a cold voice, and there was no trace of ripples in his voice.
Under his seat, the girl raised her hands to serve the apprenticeship tea above her head. At the same time, she raised her head and looked at him, her eyes slightly red, and her body trembled slightly due to the invisible pressure of the venerable sitting on the seat.
Yan Ji'an took the cup of tea.
……
Nan Fuguang stood still.
Holding the hem of the Taoist robe, she gently shook off the dead branches on it. She looked at Yan Jian expressionlessly as he raised the apprenticeship tea to his lips——
Wait until the edge of the teacup touches his lips.
Nan Fuguang breathed out silently, closed his eyes, suppressed all the emotions in his brows, turned his feet, and silently retreated to the group of disciples nearby, standing next to Xie Yunxing.
Xie Yunxing stood in the front row of the disciples' team, three steps away from Yan Ji'an's main seat.
When Nan Fuguang's shoulder lightly touched her, she frowned slightly and looked sideways.
The former, on the other hand, stared straight ahead without squinting, and did not respond to her eye contact.
Joining the team, ignoring the probing, worried, or gloating glances from around him, Nan Fuguang raised his chin slightly, spread his shoulders, and stood tall and straight, like a proud peacock.
Not far away, maybe because the tea was boiling hot, or maybe he was not used to drinking this kind of tea, the tea bowl that he just had time to touch his lips was placed on the coffee table next to him. Immortal Yunshang raised his eyelids and looked at the door of the main hall, only to find that There wasn't the person he was looking for.
He was stunned for a moment, slowly scanning around the hall, and finally locked his gaze in the middle of the queue of inner disciples.
"Every day."
Fuguang means the sun, so the small characters of Nan Fuguang became these two strange characters.
Nowadays, the brothers and sisters who are friends with Nan Fuguang in the sect all use this name. You may not believe it, but Yan Ji'an invented it.
This was not in line with Yan Ji'an's style of painting. Nan Fuguang curiously asked him where he got the inspiration. He thought about it seriously and then said he didn't know. It seemed that he had heard someone call her that before.
This answer is very nerve-wracking.
It's not like she hasn't objected that such a name is not suitable for the majestic image of the eldest sister of the Yuntian Sect, but the Dragon Clan are probably some stubborn and stubborn people, and they are best at not listening to other people's opinions.
Nan Fuguang used to find it difficult to pronounce, but he didn't hate the name.
But now she felt strange and suddenly heard something strange.
"Come here."
Slowly turning his head and looking back, his eyes met again. For once in a rare time, Yunshang Immortal Lord and his great disciple were relatively speechless.
Looking into those eyes that didn't know what they were thinking at the moment, Nan Fuguang suddenly remembered that I had said before that her golden elixir stage breakthrough was completely motionless, and I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see it even after a few days of banquet. At that time, she sneered and felt There's something wrong with this mortal's nose...
Now judging from her master's unresponsive look, what I said was actually true.
Nan Fuguang just wanted to sneer.
At this time, next to Yunshang Immortal Lord, Lu Sang first carefully looked at Nan Fuguang's face, and nervously mixed her hands together. After a while, she turned her head again, looked at Yan Ji'an with urging eyes, and called out in a low voice: " Master..."
It was as if they had reached some consensus together before, and now she was silently urging her new master to do something quickly.
As if to confirm the above speculation, the next moment, Yan Ji glanced at Nan Fuguang and waved.
"Riri, come."
His voice could rarely be called gentle.
"I know that you have entered the stage of breaking through to the golden elixir and are worried about it, and even hurt your body and mind because of it. I am very pleased that you are so motivated."
The banquet lasted for a while, but Nan Fuguang didn't say a word.
She heard Xie Yunxing beside her make a choking sound as if she wanted to die.
And just like Xie Yunxing could certainly hear what Yan Ji'an said, everyone in the hall could clearly hear every word spoken by Yunshang Immortal Lord.
"Today, my master will give you the only Xumu Marrow Cleansing Pill left over from the ancient times."
Yan Ji'an didn't know when a small porcelain white bottle appeared in his hand.
"In this way, you can wash away the wood spirit root among your three innate spiritual roots, so that it will not conflict with the relatively strong fire attribute, and the extremely weak water attribute will have a negligible influence... In any case, there is With this Marrow Cleansing Pill, you will be able to safely break through the final stage of foundation building and enter the golden elixir stage as you wish.”
(End of chapter)
The author said: Click to read the next chapter and throw the bottle back at his face
The next chapter will be extremely happy. If I am not happy, I will raise my head (climb away with the lid on the pot)
There is also a red envelope in this chapter!