When he returned to Lingshui Hall, the first thing he did was not learn spells. The old man called out several other disciples in the hall. He originally thought there would be a total of 19 brothers and sisters, but when they met, Jiajun found that there were only less than 10 present.
Just people.
After Lingshui's embarrassing introduction, he finally understood why this old man valued his new disciples so much. Lingshui Temple has been established for about 100 years, and it has only recruited a total of one disciples. Except for two people who were promoted to the inner courtyard, the rest
Many of them have returned to secular life. In addition, the Luoxue Sect recruits disciples in a strange way. In addition to asking the emperor to enter the urn and accepting the bait, each branch hall will also take turns to guard the mountain gate, and whoever meets him will receive which hall. But this gatekeeper
Time is not evenly distributed. In the annual martial arts competition, the five halls will also be ranked. The one ranked first can guard the gate for the longest time and has the greatest chance of recruiting disciples. Currently, Fanhuo Hall has ranked first many times.
The Lingshui Palace is only slightly stronger than the newly built Holy Wood Palace, ranking fourth, so naturally it won't spend much time guarding the gate.
This is nothing more than forcing the masters of each temple to train their own disciples with all their strength. Especially since the new temple has fewer people, the masters should pay more attention to it. I don't know if Lingshui, an old naughty boy, has kept these considerations in mind.
"Junior brother, it's officially time to get started!" Lin Sheng also returned from guarding the door.
"Haha, we finally have a new member. We can celebrate for a few days today. Tomorrow we will take our junior brother on a mountain tour!" One of the eldest men said with a smile.
"Old No. 9, you are ranked the highest now! If you don't give me proper arrangements for training, why don't you swim in the mountains!" Ling Shui said sternly.
His scolding made several disciples feel puzzled and stared at each other for a while. When new disciples start, Lingshui Palace always celebrates for several days, and even the master himself will go sightseeing with everyone.
, what happened to this master today?
"Ahem!" Ling Shui coughed twice, and seemed to know what the disciples were thinking, a blush appeared on his face, "You little junior brother is a genius that even the master is full of praise for! The master has ordered him to
Participate in the martial arts competition in half a year!"
"Ah? What?"
"Master, isn't this bullying? How old is my junior brother? Is he just getting started?"
"Master! You've deceived us again, haven't you?"
Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, the old man's face returned to normal, and he seemed to feel that he had saved a lot of face.
"Hmph! Do you know that my junior brother is just getting started? He is less than 12 years old today and is already at the peak of his spiritual breath stage!"
The words shocked everyone, and the disciples were all speechless. It didn't look like the master was joking, but he was 12 years old and at the peak of the spiritual breath stage? The oldest one here, 9, is almost 40 years old this year.
, barely entered the late stage of spiritual breath, and was still the mainstay of this competition in Lingshui Palace.
"Little guy, tell everyone about yourself, just like introducing yourself, and by the way, whip your lazy brothers and sisters!"
Jiajun secretly stuck out his tongue. No wonder the ranking of Lingshui Palace is so poor. This old naughty boy doesn't look like a strict teacher makes a good disciple. But it seems that the senior brothers and sisters in this palace are living a good life, right? In my heart,
He also secretly admired this palace master. After hearing what the old man said, he showed a timid expression and spoke to his senior brothers and sisters again about his prepared Anping Village identity and the story of self-study and cultivation.
Come.
For a long while, the whole hall fell into silence.
Tears filled the eyes of several senior sisters. Lin Chong raised his head and looked at the top of the hall, remaining silent like the other senior brothers.
"Junior brother!" Lao Jiu broke the silence, "Senior brother, I really admire you! Although I have been a disciple since I was a child and have lived for nearly forty years, I have never encountered such a big change, let alone such a firm practice! Well done!
Yes!" He came over and hugged Jiajun.
Before anyone else could speak, the old man immediately struck while the iron was hot, "Okay! Starting today, our Lingshui Palace will come up with some blood surnames! Everyone should learn from my junior brother's hard work and give me all-out training.
! Don’t even be able to defeat your junior brother in the competition in half a year! There will be no gatherings today, you all will go back to your houses! Yu’er, your junior brother will be brought to Qishui Pavilion!”
"Ah? Yes!" Fan Yu'er was still reminiscing about Jiajun's story. When she heard the master calling her, she was stunned and immediately replied. Qishui Pavilion? She secretly clicked her tongue.
"Xiaojun, you go to rest first and come see me tomorrow morning. The master will teach you the magic!"
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Qishui Pavilion is located on a separate small peak behind the palace, surrounded by white mist. Several exquisite cabins are wrapped in a green pine forest, which makes it feel like a fairyland in the clouds.
Fan Yu'er held Jiajun's little hand all the way and walked slowly and silently. Although she fell in love with this cute and handsome little brother when she was sending Jiajun up the mountain, she never expected that he would have such a tragic life experience and
Admirable determination.
"Junior brother," she said after a long silence, "you must not know what it means when master arranges for you to live in Qishui Pavilion, right?"
"Ah? Senior sister, what happened to Qishui Pavilion?"
"I heard from my brothers that many years ago, the master was also very hardworking and progressive. Under his leadership, the newly established Lingshui Pavilion flourished. Later, the master accepted a very special disciple," she said slowly.
, "Other disciples found the mountain gate and entered by themselves, and each temple tried their luck to recruit them. And this disciple, who later became the Seventh Senior Brother, was an abandoned mortal child picked up by the master after he went on a trip. I don't know what the master's experience was.
What, when I carried this baby back to the mountain, I told the leader that I wanted to adopt him as an adopted son, and begged the leader to agree to keep him!"
"The master named him Linghong and kept his life a secret. He only said that he was the son of an old man and that his mother had passed away. The seventh senior brother had been smart since he was a child and had a lot of celestial connections. He actually entered the spirit breath early and stepped on the path.
On the road to immortality, he also worshiped in the Lingshui Palace, ranking seventh, and the master specially built the Qishui Pavilion for him."
Speaking of this, Fan Yu'er sighed slightly, "Senior Brother Seventh is extremely talented. He practiced martial arts for less than a year and advanced to the main sect. But unfortunately, after entering, he somehow learned his true life experience."
"Master couldn't hide anything from him anymore, so he chatted with him all night. On the second day, the seventh senior brother insisted on investigating something, and then went out to the mountain gate many times in a row. When he left for the last time, he came directly to pay homage to the father-in-law.
Well, I gave up my path to immortality and returned to secular life."
"Senior Brother Seventh was brought up by his master and he has always regarded him as his own. But Senior Brother Seventh did not know what he encountered outside, but he walked so resolutely that no one could dissuade him! Although Master was heartbroken, he had nothing to do in the end.
Since then, no one has lived in Qishui Pavilion, and the master has become the cynical person he is now."
No wonder, I asked why a Jindan monk behaved so strangely. It turned out that he had experienced so many things. Jiajun suddenly realized. Is it because the spiritual master arranged for me to enter Qishui Pavilion to fulfill my own wishes? I came here
In this world, is it the result of cause and effect, or the result of cause and effect? The fate in the dark is really unpredictable! At this moment, his state of mind seemed to have changed slightly.
"Junior brother, promise me!" When he walked to the door of Qishui Pavilion, Fan Yu'er grabbed Jiajun and said seriously, "Don't let me down, master!"