Everyone who had just finished breakfast early the next morning was taken to the hall by the servants, where several key figures from the Soujin Palace were already sitting in their seats.
The Immortal God asked hospitably:
"Everyone, it's okay to rest in my palace. If you are dissatisfied with anything, just mention it."
Wuming, the leader of the group, replied: "Your Excellency, you're welcome. We, the children of the world, live a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife. How can we be so particular about it? Your Excellency, yesterday you said you would tell us the truth today, now you can say it."
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The Immortal God laughed and said: "Okay, you are worthy of being a martial arts legend. You don't mince words. It's really refreshing to deal with people like you."
Wuming smiled and replied: "That's ridiculous, please tell me."
The Immortal God smiled and said: "Okay, actually the truth of all this is that I want to find a closed disciple to inherit my martial arts and manage this palace for me, and this is the disciple I want to find."
The Immortal God pointed his finger at Bu Jingyun and said: "Yes, Bu Jingyun, you are the disciple I want to find. You are cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and you are decisive in doing things, which really wins my heart. All of this is what I want for you.
Test, I am very satisfied with your assessment results."
Bu Jingyun looked at the Immortal God in disbelief. He didn't expect that all this was because the Immortal God wanted to accept him as his disciple.
But Duan Fengyun felt that the matter was not that simple. The eyes of the Immortal God revealed not appreciation but possession. There must be a bigger conspiracy behind all this.
But now that he had no evidence, he could only look for opportunities to remind Bu Jingyun.
"Bu Jingyun, are you willing to become my disciple?"
The Immortal God said majestically.
Bu Jingyun thought about his blood feud, and then looked at the mysterious Soushen Palace around him. In order to take revenge, he replied:
"If the disciple is willing, I will pay my respects to the master."
"Haha, okay, I, the Immortal God, will accept you, the God of Death who doesn't cry, as my closed disciple today."
The Immortal God smiled heartily.
"Congratulations, Palace Master, for accepting a disciple. Congratulations, Master Bu."
Zhao Wuji and others congratulated.
Mu Xuanqing, who had not dealt with Duan Fengyun and others before, actually congratulated Bu Jingyun, which was deeply meaningful.
The Immortal God said:
"Well, since you agreed to be my disciple, I will hold a disciple recruitment meeting tonight to prove it for you. Please invite your wife, fellow apprentices, and Wuming to watch the ceremony together."
After saying this, the Immortal God left, and the remaining people in Soushen Palace congratulated Bu Jingyun and said they would have a few more drinks with him in the evening.
After Bu Jingyun and others returned to the guest room, Duan Fengyun observed what was not being monitored, and then expressed his thoughts:
"Senior Brother Yun, I think this immortal god has unknown origins, and he wants to accept you as his disciple. I don't know if there is any conspiracy in this, so you must be careful."
Chu Chu also echoed: "Yes, Yun, I also think this immortal god has bad intentions. There must be something wrong here. You must be careful."
Bu Jingyun replied: "I know, you don't have to worry. I agreed because I wanted to know what kind of medicine the immortal god was selling in this gourd."
Suddenly Wuming made a booing gesture to everyone, and several people immediately stopped talking.
Then there was a knock on the door.
"Young Master Bu, the Palace Master asked me to bring you the clothes you will wear for tonight's meeting. Please wear these clothes to attend the meeting tonight."
Chu Chu took the clothes from the servant and said, "Okay, I understand. I will help my husband change his clothes. You can go back first."
When the maid saw this, she left.
Chu Chu took the robe into the house and opened it in front of everyone.
"This immortal god likes whatever style of clothes he likes. When he makes clothes for others, he also likes to make them the way he likes them. They are so black and so ugly."
Chu Chu looked at the clothes in her hands and complained.
"Senior, I can't see the strength of this immortal god. Can you tell me, senior?"
Duan Fengyun asked Wuming.
"This immortal god must have practiced some kind of skill to hide his own strength. I can't tell. But I observed his every move and breathing. His movements are strong and his breathing is peaceful and smooth. This requires a lot of internal strength.
.The strength of this immortal god should not be inferior to mine."
Wuming replied.
Nie Feng said with a smile: "Senior is joking. As a martial arts legend, who can be your opponent in the world?"
Wuming shook his head and said: "You are wrong. There are too many crouching tigers, hidden dragons in the world. In fact, there are many people with similar strength to me. It's just that they have no intention of pursuing fame and wealth, so they are not known by others."
After everyone had a heated discussion, time passed slowly.
Duan Fengyun had been here to search the palace for a few days, but he still hadn't had a good time. He was bored and slipped out alone.
He was wandering around the Sou Shrine Palace, and when he came to a garden, he was shocked by a painting on the wall of the garden.
The painting on the garden wall is exactly the same as the mural that I saw in the Sword Worship Villa. It is still the man who looks exactly like Bu Jingyun, holding up a peerless sword and sitting on the fire unicorn.
Why does this painting appear in Soushen Palace? What is the connection between Soushen Palace and Baijian Villa?
When Duan Fengyun was confused, the voice of the Immortal God rang in his ears.
"What? Master Duan knows this painting."
When Duan Fengyun saw the Immortal God coming, he clasped his fists in greeting and replied:
"To be honest, Palace Master, I saw this mural in the Sword Worship Villa when the peerless sword was born."
The Immortal God looked like he suddenly realized something and said:
"If you saw it at Baijian Villa, it should be nothing. The mural in Baijian Villa was copied from this mural."
"Oh, that's it. May I ask the palace master what the meaning of this mural is, and why it was copied in the Sword Worship Villa after it appeared in Sou Shen Palace."
Duan Fengyun continued to ask.
The Immortal God smiled and said: "This is a long story. According to legend, there was a family that inherited a sacred stone by chance.
This sacred stone is called Heihan, and it is the sacred stone left by Nuwa to mend the sky. At that time, the fire unicorn was destroying all over the land of China. In order to stop the fire unicorn, the family gave the sacred stone to Nie Ying, the ancestor of the Nie family.
Because Nie Ying and the ancestors of the Ao family were old friends, the family gave the sacred stone to Nie Ying and asked him to transfer it to Baijian Villa.
This mural is the inheritance of the family's heartfelt wish, and the man's appearance is a copy of the appearance of the patriarch of the family.
They hope that the family can use the divine sword cast from the divine stone to subdue the fire unicorn and save the land of China."
Duan Fengyun finally understood the whole story and thanked him: "That's it. Thank you, Palace Master, for clearing up the confusion."
The Immortal God waved his hand and said: "You're welcome. It's almost time for the conference, and I have to go back to prepare. If you have any questions, I will answer them for you after the meeting."
After that, the Immortal God left.
"Inherited family, is this family your family? Immortal God?"
Duan Fengyun said to himself, feeling that he was about to find the truth behind this.