Chapter 428 of the Seventh Part: The Descendants of the Sky Poison
Wu Juecheng said in astonishment: "I'm just adding..." Seeing Chu Yang's eyes as if he wanted to kill someone, he had no choice but to compromise: "Then you say it, and I'll add it."
"What the hell! Can you shut up first?" Chu Yang asked angrily: "Are you bothering me?!"
Wu Juecheng stared, murmured a few curse words, and turned his head.
Chu Yang looked at him angrily for a while, then twisted his neck and looked at everyone: "Ahem...it's like this. Today, Senior Wu Juecheng fell in love with the physique of his roommate Chu Leer and wanted to take him as his wife.
Disciple: This is a great blessing for my sister-in-law. It is also a blessing for Senior Wu."
Wu Juecheng plucked his ears in displeasure and rolled his eyes at Chu Yang.
"This matter was negotiated and agreed upon by both parties. Of course, it is definitely a blessing for my roommate to become a disciple of Senior Wu. Moreover, Senior Wu Juecheng promised to do his best to cultivate my roommate Chu Leer: Moreover, also
I swear to my ancestors that I will never harm my sister-in-law no matter what, no matter what!"
Wu Juecheng stared and wanted to ask: When did I swear to my ancestors?
But Chu Yang pretended not to notice and continued talking nonstop: "You are all here today to witness this grand event of the Ninth Heaven! A generation of unparalleled masters, poison doctors and dancers, finally established a mountain to recruit disciples! And
, the apprentice I accepted is my sister-in-law, Chu Leer!"
After saying that, Chu Yang glanced around.
Everyone was shocked by the news and didn't recover for a long time.
Wu Juecheng sat there, feeling comfortable with Chu Yang's last few words, squinting his eyes and smiling; but for a long time he felt something was wrong, frowned and said angrily: "Why don't you applaud?"
"Bah bang bang..." Rui Butong clapped hurriedly and cheered loudly: "Okay, okay, congratulations to Le'er for becoming a famous teacher; congratulations to Senior Wu for getting a good disciple."
"Bah bang bang..." Mo Lei'er also clapped hastily; everyone clapped at the same time, Rui Butong even pouted his lips, and let out a whistle that echoed around the beam, lingering in the air.
The atmosphere was indeed very lively.
Fengyue and Feng Yue had already guessed it, and they all smiled and clapped.
"Ahem, let's start the apprenticeship ceremony. Senior Wu Juecheng, please take your seat!" Chu Yang said seriously, but in fact he was almost laughing in his heart; he never dreamed that a person like Wu Juecheng would care so much about a ceremony.
But he didn't know that Wu Juecheng came from a big family, and his understanding of these rituals and etiquette had already been deeply rooted in his bones and could not be abolished. No matter how high his cultivation level was and how indifferent his mind was, it still affected the depths of his memory.
When it comes to serious things, I always do it the same way I did back then.
Wu Juecheng coughed, stood up seriously and calmly, and said, "Okay!" He stepped forward with a serious look on his face and a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
There are even some remembrances.
Perhaps Chu Yang and others will never feel what Wu Juecheng feels at this moment: because, at this moment, he thinks of the ancestor worship when his family was still there: he thinks of the people he met after he wandered around the world.
His mentor taught him the poison technique.
At that time, the situation of apprenticeship.
As he was thinking about it, Wu Juecheng suddenly had the feeling of going back in time, and couldn't help but feel a slight soreness in his heart: he remembered what his master said: "If we practice our sect to the extreme, we can cross the nine levels of the sky with a backhand.
Time to slay the immortals and demons! It’s a pity that with the qualifications of our masters and disciples, we can’t reach that step. We can only cultivate the world’s poisonous outline!”
"Tianxia Du Gang, as the name suggests, is only under the sky; there is no one above the sky!"
I remember asking myself: "So, Master, is there someone in heaven?"
At that time, the master replied: "There is something in the sky! That is the "Tianque Poison Sutra": that is the first-class poison-using skill! If you practice the "Tianque Poison Sutra", it will be like the current Jiuzhongtian Continent.
It’s a poison that can be wiped out from the upper, middle and lower heavens with just a wave of your hand!”
"Where is the Tianque Poison Sutra?"
"In the Ninth Level Heavenly Palace! Moreover, with your qualifications, it is useless for you to find the Heavenly Palace Poison Sutra, because you can't practice it."
"Then what kind of people can practice?"
"Innate Poison Veins, Innate Poison Body, Innate Poison: As long as one of the three meets the conditions, you can practice the Tianque Poison Sutra! Your qualifications and mine are not suitable. If you practice reluctantly, you will be ranked first in the Tianque Poison Sutra.
Time is poisonous to death."
"In this case, how did the master know about this?" I remember when I asked this question, the master was silent for a long time before saying: "The founder of our sect is the poison in the Nine Heavens Palace.
Supreme. It was because of the poison that he was crippled. He escaped desperately and came to the Nine Levels..." That's how the world's poisonous outline came into being."
"However, even until his death, the old man could not forget his wish to return to the Nine Heavenly Palace! Because he had only practiced half of the Heavenly Palace Poison Sutra.
The other half, after training, will be enough to run rampant in the Nine Heavens Palace!"
"What I want to tell you next is the location of the Tianque Poison Sutra. You must keep in mind that as it is passed down from generation to generation, if you meet the successor of the innate poison vein, you must tell him, you must cultivate him, and you must cultivate him.
Go to the ninth level of the Heavenly Palace and practice the Heavenly Palace Poison Sutra! Restore the prestige of our sect!"
"Our sect is called 'Sky Poison Mansion!'"
Wu Juecheng felt bitter in his heart. Master, do you know that I finally found this person today! Not only does he have innate poison, but he also has innate poison veins, and he is also an innate poison body!
I finally found the successor of Sky Poison! I found the hope of Sky Poison Mansion!
Wu Juecheng was in a trance. She felt her knees hit something hard, and then suddenly realized that she had already reached the tall Grand Master's chair in the middle. As she walked further, the Grand Master's chair was knocked over by herself.
Everyone around looked at him strangely.
Wu Juecheng took a deep breath, turned around, lifted up his robe, and slowly sat down, placing his hands squarely on the two handles of the Grand Master's chair.
Today is the first day of the rise of the Sky Poison Mansion! That was the rise of the Nine Heavenly Palace!
Who knows the solemnity in my heart?!
"The apprenticeship ceremony, the second item, the disciples serve tea." Chu Yang, the master of the ceremony, is really a second-hand man, because he has never done it before. Even he himself became a disciple when he was a baby: he has never seen it before
What is it like to be a disciple of others, let alone have no memory...
Chu Leer stepped forward and offered a cup of hot tea respectfully. A smile appeared on Wu Juecheng's face, and he took it and drank it in one gulp. His face suddenly looked strange.
He almost sprayed it on the face of Chu Yang, who was acting as the master of ceremonies.
What kind of tea is this? This is obviously a large cup of vinegar! And there is salt! And there is mustard!
Damn little girl! Let’s see how I will train you in the future!
Wu Juecheng smiled gently, with a trace of annoyance flashing in his eyes. A cup of tea reached his throat and he couldn't swallow it. After a long time, he saw his Adam's apple clattering. After all, he drank this special cup of apprenticeship tea.
, swallowed it.
"Let's move on to the next item. Disciple kowtows. Sanguiwan kowtows!" Chu Yang announced loudly.
Feng Yue twisted her thighs and tried her best not to laugh out loud.
How can anyone become a disciple like this?
This is three times of kneeling and nine times of kowtowing? Isn’t it necessary to tell the ancestors of the sect, then burn incense and pray, then show the token, and then..., and finally, three times of kneeling and nine times of kowtow, can be considered as entering the door.
What Chu Yang did was really simple.
Wu Juecheng sat on it, put Feng Yue's strange expression in his eyes, coughed and said: "We are all children of the world, why should we care about whether the etiquette is correct or not..."
"Cough cough cough..., cough cough cough cough cough..." It didn't matter what Wu Juecheng said. Chu Yang, who was acting as the master of ceremonies, suddenly choked and coughed, making his face turn red and his neck thick.
I really didn't expect that Wu Juecheng could actually say such a hilarious sentence.
It's really...what a surprise!
Seeing his disciple kowtowing, Chu Yang was coughing non-stop on the side, Wu Juecheng was so angry that he didn't feel angry to death.
Trying his best to maintain the smile on his face, he said kindly: "My beloved disciple, please rise."
Only then did he really start laughing.
Alas, I finally accepted this apprentice!
He helped Chu Leer up, kicked Chu Yang who was still coughing, and said angrily: "It's over! How did you become a master of ceremonies?"
Everyone burst out laughing.
The atmosphere relaxed.
Chu Yang hurriedly shouted again: "The ceremony is over!"
Everyone was laughing and joking, and the sounds of celebration kept ringing. Wu Juecheng smiled cheerfully and greeted everyone. Chu Yang suddenly had a clear feeling in his heart: Wu Juecheng seemed to be a different person.
It seemed that after going through this ceremony, he had some... enlightenment? Or... let go of something? What did he let go of?
When no one was paying attention, Chu Yang leaned into Wu Juecheng's ear and said, "Senior Wu, this ceremony seems to be very important to you?"
Wu Juecheng was startled, then smiled faintly and said: "Chu Yang, life is just a ritual."
Chu Yang was startled, chewing on these words, and suddenly felt something
Mo Lei'er and Mo Qingwu went to arrange the food and drinks. Everyone wanted to celebrate. Chu Le'er also wanted to help, but was stopped by everyone: Just kidding, even if your cooking is the most delicious in the world, there probably won't be any people.
Dare to eat.
After seeing Zhuge Changchang's tragic situation, if anyone dares to eat the food cooked by Chu Leer... then how crazy this person must be...,
Seeing everyone's unanimous rejection, Chu Leer felt a little aggrieved.
Chu Yang leaned close to the little girl's ear and said, "Le'er, give me some food and drinks tonight. Our family, whose surname is Chu, celebrates you."
The little girl burst into laughter and kissed Chu Yang on the face, smiling like a flower: "Brother is so kind!"
Chu Yang laughed loudly.
Food and wine were served as if they were flowing water. During this time, Mo Lei'er has become a master of cooking. The dishes he makes are really full of color, flavor and flavor.
Everyone was eating and chatting.
Wu Juecheng naturally ranked first. He was full of wine and smiled happily when he saw everyone, especially Chu Yang and Dong Wushang and Rui Butong were sitting together, chatting and laughing freely. Their eyes stayed for a long time, showing a look of nostalgia, which was a bit sentimental.
Said: "Back then..., I also had a brother like this..." (To be continued)