Yue Mochen saw the person clearly and smiled faintly, "Hello, Brother Mingkong. Why don't you sit together?"
This is purely polite words. It is not that Yue Mochen has no intention of inviting the other party, but that Xuan Mingkong has always been relatively cold. Apart from practicing, he seems to be not interested in anything. So when he invites the other party to sit down, he is sure that the other party will refuse.
Yue Mochen learned from Xuan Mingjue's memory that Xuan Mingkong, who could be called a cultivator, entered Xuanfeng Hall for many years, but he had no friend.
But to Yue Mochen's surprise, Xuan Mingkong nodded, put down the food in his hand, and sat directly beside Yue Mochen.
Seeing this, Yue Mochen naturally would not say anything. He put away the unexpected look on his face and enthusiastically introduced his roommate to Xuan Mingkong.
"This is the eldest brother in our dormitory, Ma Huaming, this is Song Chunhan, and this is more...the stronger is Honduras." Yue Mochen introduced to Xuan Mingjue one by one.
"Hunming Kong."
Xuan Mingkong said his name lightly, and there was no further text, which made Ma Huaming and the other three look at him in confusion.
Perhaps it was a bit bad when it felt like this, Xuan Mingkong said stiffly again: "Hello you guys."
At this time, Yue Mochen spoke, "Haha, Senior Brother Mingkong is a cultivator. He rarely communicates with others on weekdays, so don't be surprised."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Mingkong looked at Yue Mochen with gratitude, then nodded to the three of them.
Seeing this, Honduras chuckled and said, "How could it be that Mingjue's senior brother is our senior brother. We are brothers, how could we be so weird? Mingjue, you are thinking too much."
Yue Mochen smiled gently, then looked at Xuan Mingkong and said, "Senior Brother Mingkong, have you tested your talent?"
"Well, I tested it when I was in the Kanling Temple. I heard of a soul vein that I haven't started practicing yet, and I don't know. Yesterday someone came to me and asked me if I would choose to enter the inner courtyard."
"What????"
Although Xuan Mingkong said it lightly, Ma Huaming and the others were shocked.
They knew the horror of the inner courtyard, but Xuan Mingkong was actually selected to enter the inner courtyard as soon as he entered the school? What a talent that is this?
Yue Mochen was also very surprised. Soul Vein? What exactly is it? How could Xuan Mingkong be directly selected by the inner courtyard?
"Then how did you choose?" Yue Mochen asked.
"I refused."
Xuan Mingkong took a bite of the rice and said indifferently, his tone was as plain as if he was discussing with Yue Mochen whether the food was delicious today.
But Ma Huaming and the other two were not calm. When they heard Xuan Mingkong's words, the three of them stood up at the same time and exclaimed again: "What?"
"You actually refused?"
Yue Mochen also felt sad about Xuan Mingkong and couldn't help but ask: "Why?"
"If you enter the inner courtyard, you have to pass a spiritual chant trial, but I have not learned it. If you don't go through the trial, you can do it, but you must choose a master, but I already have a master."
"Nee..." Ma Huaming took a deep breath. He thought that even if Xuan Mingkong wanted to enter the inner courtyard, he would need to pass the trial. Now he realized that he could even avoid the trial! It seems that Xuan Mingkong's talent is even more terrifying than he imagined.
Honduras didn't care about this. He raised his eyebrows and said, "I can't tell you are cold. You value so much affection. Come and cheer!"
After saying that, he raised a bowl of vegetable soup.
......
In desperation, Xuan Mingkong had to raise his soup and touch the fat man.
Honduras sipped the soup generously and smiled, "Haha, use soup instead of wine, the great Honduras has given you this brother."
Xuan Mingkong took a sip of the soup and nodded again, agreeing with Honduras' statement, which is a self-employed person and can get along with people wherever he goes.
Yue Mochen is definitely interested in this. He thought that Xuan Mingkong was a good person before, but unfortunately he had different positions, so he did not take the initiative to make friends with each other.
But this does not prove that Yue Mochen cannot be friends with him. Although Xuanfeng Hall and Qianyue Palace have deep blood enemies, the disciples are just chess pieces. They are right. Yue Mochen will not irrationally transfer these hatreds to the disciples of Xuanfeng Hall, otherwise, he will definitely have the ability to kill most of the disciples of the Ming generation.
Of course, Yue Mochen would not let go of the bargaining chips that looked at the disciples of Qianyue Palace who made their reputation.
But he learned from Yue Moqian that Xuan Mingkong was just performing a mission. During the Qianyue Palace, he had never killed anyone from Qianyue Palace, so Yue Mochen would not hate Xuan Mingkong.
Now Xuan Mingkong takes the initiative to make friends, perhaps to repay the kindness of Sun and Yue Mochen awakening him with one word, but since Yue Mochen originally admired him very much, he naturally would not pretend to be noble at this time and would not be ashamed to be with him.
"Senior Brother Mingkong, can you tell us what's going on with your soul vein?" Ma Huaming followed Yue Mochen's name and called Xuan Mingkong the senior brother.
"Don't call me senior brother. Now we are all classmates and classmates, and we are all equal. Just call me Mingkong, so do you, Mingjue."
Xuan Mingkong said friendly, but his tone seemed a little stiff. Yue Mochen knew that this was because he rarely communicated with others.
Everyone nodded and was very happy to accept Xuan Mingkong's proposal, especially Ma Huaming, who was much bigger than Xuan Mingkong, but he called him a senior brother, which was a bit weird.
Seeing this, Xuan Mingkong continued, "As for the soul vein, I don't know much. When I was in the Kanling Temple that day, I heard Mingjue's words and went to the Mo family to test it. For the sake of my master, it was easy to arrange it to me."
"The results should not be very good at the beginning. You can tell by looking at the expression of the man who tested me. But then he showed me a card and asked me what was on it. I gave the answer, but he was ecstatic. Later, he called Mo Bufan. It was Mo Bufan who told me two days later that I had soul veins and told me that I must be transferred to the spiritual spiritual master."
"Card? What kind of card?" Yue Mochen asked.
Xuan Mingkong was speechless for a moment, and I don’t know how to describe it, so he could only use his hands to support him and gave an answer: “A card like this big one.”
......
"What's on that card? What's the answer you gave?" Honduras interrupted.
"The card is very strange. When I first looked at it, I saw nothing, but when I looked at it, I could see a lifelike spirit beast. But I had never seen that kind of spirit beast, and I don't know what to say, but I could draw it."
So, at the instruction of the four people, Xuan Mingkong dipped some soup with his fingers and drew out the spirit beast he saw that day on the wooden table.
Although the painting was rather crude with soup, everyone could see clearly the appearance of this spirit beast, and the red moon, who had been hanging on Yue Mochen, exclaimed even more!