"Mother!" Feng Yaya shouted in surprise after leaving the teaching courtyard.

I saw Su Huanian standing quietly by the bamboo forest, waiting for Feng Yaya to come down from the hall.

In the bamboo forest, Ge Laodao was leaning forward and making a big ball of mud. He was making a beggar's chicken by the looks of things.

Ge Feng greeted him with a speechless expression. He first bowed to Su Huanian and then complained to the old man: "Old man, the chickens in Li Nanyuan are not..."

"Don't get in the way!"

Ge Laodao pushed him away and looked at Su He with a smile.

Since hearing about the separation of Haihu the year before last, this was the first real meeting. He looked at Su He Shenwu's appearance and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, this looks a bit like a dragon turtle."

You should be my disciple!

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Although Xiang's intention to accept a disciple was revealed the last time they met underwater, Dragon Turtle was also very happy.

But when we actually met, I felt a little nervous and at a loss.

After thousands of years of practice, this is the first time I have accepted a disciple. He is still a dragon turtle.

"That..." He opened his mouth, not knowing how to speak.

Su He didn't wait for him to speak, and already bowed down - lying directly on the ground, with the dragon's head lowered, making a salute.

A mature disciple should know how to step down for his master.

The old Taoist opened his mouth, his lips trembled, and his face turned red: "Kaizi, why don't you think about it again? You have to know that I can't teach you anymore!"

He suddenly felt a little disappointed, and even felt a little inferior: "You have already mastered the art of Turtle Life and Long Breathing, and you have even improved it, which is enough for you to use at this stage. When you are in the second level, the Dragon Turtle inheritance will come to you."

It is impossible for the entire Qingyuan Sect to find a higher-quality inheritance than this one for Dragon Turtle’s inheritance.

It seems that worshiping this master is useless.

Su He lay down lower.

"Ang~"

Head, boss, father, king...

This is probably what it means. There is no designated proper noun for animal language, and one can only perceive the thoughts in the roar.

The old Taoist opened his mouth, his eyes were a little dazed, and he murmured: "All I can teach you is common sense in the practice world, miscellaneous knowledge, and I will protect you for a while at most..."

The path of the mythical beast is too long, so long that it makes people despair. So hopelessly that one day it dies, its bones are rotten and turned into ashes, and there is no trace left. This turtle can still watch the sun rise and the moon set in Tinghai Lake.

, watch the ups and downs of Qingyuan.

Su He raised his head and took a serious look at the old man, then lowered the dragon's head respectfully.

He didn't understand the rules of the spiritual world, and he didn't know whether a sloppy old Taoist was qualified to accept a dragon turtle as his apprentice.

But it was he who introduced Su He to Taoism, and he was the one who taught Su He Kung Fu. To be honest, the two of them were not familiar enough to make Su He feel attached to him.

But Su He knew that the grace of preaching is greater than heaven!

Since Su He entered Taoism, he has only learned two exercises: "The Art of Turtle Life and Long Rest" and "The Way of Entering Dreams", both of which were taught by old Taoists.

The old Taoist was at a loss and looked at Su Huanian as if asking for help. Su Huanian held his daughter and looked at it calmly, with a smile on his lips but did not make a sound.

Feng Yaya, on the other hand, tilted her head and said, "Grandpa Ge, you want to accept the big turtle and worship me, why are you being pretentious?"

Ge Laodao was suddenly stunned.

What are you being pretentious about...

What's so pretentious...

Ge Laodao was stunned. Yes, why are you so pretentious about your love? A thousand years are worse than an ignorant child!

He suddenly cheered up and burst into laughter. The bamboo forest shook with laughter, and he burst into tears.

After laughing, he said loudly to Su He: "Okay! I will accept you as my disciple!"

He suddenly became very energetic. If there is anyone in this world who can teach a turtle how to practice, who else but me? His second body was a tortoise that was bigger than Su He!

"But I have been practicing for thousands of years, and I can only accept one disciple. How can I do it casually? I should invite all my friends, inform fellow sects, and hold a grand apprenticeship ceremony!"

As an elder of the Qingyuan Sect, he is the same generation as Su Huanian's father and Master Feng Yiju, and he is also the leader among them. He has only accepted one disciple for more than a thousand years, how can he just do it so hastily?

Su He was overjoyed: Ang~

The old Taoist burst out laughing: "No hurry, no hurry! I'll give you a name first. How can you scream dragon turtle and dragon turtle all day long?"

My disciple, whose bloodline has not yet been purified, is given the title of Dragon Turtle, which will damage his luck.

Su He blinked: "Ang~"

"You have a name? You want to name yourself? What?"

This question is difficult for Su He. Other things can be expressed by roaring beasts and thoughts. How to express the name?

It's not a big and strong name, just something that expresses "big and strong".

He turned the dragon's head towards Su Huanian and shouted loudly.

The old Taoist was puzzled: "Do you want to be named Nv? Fairy? Beautiful? Wife?"

Su He shook his head anxiously.

"Su?"

Su He nodded.

What surname does your dragon turtle want? Shouldn't it be given a Taoist name or something? Besides, why is it named Su? Your master's surname is Ge! The old Taoist suddenly looked constipated.

Because Su Huanian has been taking care of him for a long time? The old Taoist has some taste for it.

Su Hua was young and holding the fairy sword, standing quietly under the bamboo, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and his hair could not be hidden.

Ge Laodao took a breath and said, "Now that you have a surname, I will give you a name..."

Su He turned his head to the two rows of seedlings outside the bamboo forest.

Ge Laodao was startled: "Su Cao?" What a stupid name!

"Su He!" Feng Yaya shouted with a giggle.

The old Taoist was silent. This name is not good! The surname is not good! If the last name is not good, you should follow the old man Su. He still wanted to show his majesty as a master and protest. Then he heard the bell ringing in Li Nanyuan.

The next class begins.

The old Taoist waved his hand: "You go ahead and follow the new disciples to class. We will talk about the rest later."

What Li Nanyuan taught was basic knowledge and common sense of practice, which Su He needed most.

Feng Yaya pouted, waved to Su Huanian reluctantly, and followed Su He to the teaching place.

I haven't seen my mother for several days, and I want to cheat. But my mother definitely disagrees. The last few times she skipped class, wherever she escaped, the teacher happened to be teaching there.

Feng Yaya is not stupid!

In this section, there are two teachers standing on the podium at the same time. The one on the left is wearing Jianju costume, and the one on the right is wearing Jianxichi Taoist robe.

The two of them looked at each other with evil eyes. They were here to steal the disciples.

This session of teaching in Li Nanyuan is coming to an end, and all the disciples will finally join the Seven Meridians to formally practice. The teachers will use this opportunity to promote their own Taoism, hoping to attract more disciples.

The senior brother in the sword-washing pool was the first to hold up his hands and said to the junior brothers and sisters below: "Everyone, long time no see, I'm here again."

"I'm here too!" Senior Brother Jianju interrupted.

Senior Brother Xijianchi pretended that he did not exist. He looked at the junior brothers and sisters in the audience and said loudly: "I have said long ago that the sword is the world. Since you have entered the immortal sect, you should come and learn the sword! The sword of Jiuxiao dominates all realms.

, wouldn’t it be nice?”

Senior Brother Jianju took over the conversation: "Yes, the sword is the world! You should enter my Sword Residence and sacrifice my sword box! Ten thousand swords are hidden in one box!"

He slapped the sword box on his back and it fell to the ground. He pointed his halberd and a fairy sword flew out from the sword box.

"The sword is the world! It encompasses everything. The Thunder Sword!"

The lightning on the sword flashed and thunder roared.

"Yangyang!"

Another sword came out, burning with blazing fire, as hot as the sun.

"blast!"

Another sword came out, but the shape of the sword was not visible, but the wind was blowing, and flying sand and rocks were tearing apart everything.

"Showers!"

"Luoxue!"

"Aoki!"

Every time he shouted, a sword came out, with a unique aura, and the sword energy overflowed. It really encompassed everything.

The face of the senior fellow in the sword washing pool turned gloomy: "Since the sword is a sword, why do you want to be so fancy? Where there is a sword, there is a world!"

This is the most fundamental difference between Jianju and Xijianchi. Both schools are swordsmen, but Jianju emphasizes that all swords come out at once, covering everything. Xijianchi is extremely passionate about swords. People are swords, and swords are people.

He pointed his halberd, and a fairy sword came out of his body. There was no brilliance or sword sound. It seemed like an ordinary iron sword, holding it and slashing.

The wind stops and the rain stops, the thunder disperses and the fire is extinguished.
Chapter completed!