When the elders opened their mouths to ask about the situation of their disciples, some of them had a mild attitude, some of them were light, and their reactions were very different.

Then a female monk who looked impatient, no more than twenty-seven or eighteen years old, of course, Pang Maimai knew that her real age must be dozens of times that of twenty-seven or eighteen-year-, she said: "The entrance ceremony of this disciple has always been concise, and you can worship heaven and earth in a while, and then you can go to the Chuan Gong Pavilion. ”

The sacrificial hall is just behind the Lingxiao Hall, the scale is almost the same as the main hall, the whole hall is black, some places are gilded, and the pedestal steps are all made of white marble-like jade. The two strange beasts carved in stone in front of the door are not lions and Pixiu, and Pang Maimai can't see what they are.

The strong contrast between black and white continues to the hall, which looks solemn and cold and very impactful, and the offering above is a pattern that is very similar to the yin and yang diagram, but it seems to be rotated ninety degrees, white on the top and black on the bottom, and the elders vaguely say in the introduction that this means to represent heaven and earth.

Pang Maimai couldn't help but think, shouldn't heaven and earth be two colors? It seems that many concepts in this world are still very different from their own world.

A middle-aged scribe-like elder in Tsing Yi recited something that could be called a liwen, Pang Maimai almost didn't understand it at all, only knew that with the kowtow, the whole ceremony lasted about half an hour, and it was indeed not particularly tiring.

Immediately after another elder announced that he was going to the Gong Pavilion next, Pang Maimai found that almost everyone was excited, and the monk who looked like a loose cultivator in his thirties was rubbing his hands on the side, and the excitement on his face could not be concealed; And the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy surnamed Song and the two little girls in white clothes with red edges were eager to try; Only she and the country-looking boy were a little dazed.

Follow the crowd and continue to walk backwards, this time walking far away, no one uses spells, they all walk on two legs.

The mountain scenery along the way with the classical pavilions and pavilions, if it is not for the white mist, there are fairy birds and beasts flying by, there are strange flowers and plants on the road, Pang Maimai will think that he is visiting a certain ancient scenic spot.

Finally, he stopped in front of a purple-roofed three-story pavilion that was neither new nor old, neither big nor small, and looked featureless.

The plaque upstairs does have the words "Chuangong Pavilion" written on it.

Unexpectedly, there were more than ten people waiting in front of the attic, including Lin Paner.

Pang Maimai thought about it and understood: this should be the outer disciple who was admitted to the inner gate this time.

They have already joined the sect, so naturally they will not attend the initiation ceremony. And when you enter the inner gate, you have to choose the exercises, instead of using the big road goods of the outer gate to cultivate.

In the crowd, Lin Paner winked at her and smiled.

The elder who had just spoken stood up and said to everyone, "When you enter the Chuan Gong Pavilion later, you must be cautious in your words and deeds, have reverence in your heart, and be pious in your heart, and don't look around, don't be too nervous, and calmly face the vision, so that you can choose the most suitable exercise for yourself." ”

All the disciples replied in unison, "Yes".

Pang Maimai was a little puzzled, but he also regarded this as an official cliché and didn't pay too much attention to it.

The first to enter were the outer disciples who had successfully ascended to the inner gate, and each of them came out in just one cup of tea, and most of them came out with a happy face, and occasionally there was a slight lack of people. And there will be people who know each other and whisper to each other about something.

Lin Pan'er was the seventh to enter, and it was also a tea time to come out, and she came out with joy, at this time, the atmosphere in the field was quite relaxed because of the whispers of the three or five groups, and the elders didn't care, and the disciples were bold, Lin Pan'er quietly walked to Pang Maimai and Duanmu's side, and whispered: "Maimai." ”

Pang Maimai turned around and smiled politely at her, and Duanmu asked without injury, "What exercises did you get?" ”

Lin Pan'er said with a smile: "I got a copy of the Zodiac * recipe and the Stone Refining Sutra." ”

Duanmu let out an unharmed "oh" and said, "Luckily, these two are top-grade classics." ”

Lin Pan'er couldn't hide the self-satisfaction in her smile, although she was still gentle, "Pan'er is just a spiritual root in the soil system, I think I am afraid that the road will be difficult in this life, and I can't imagine that there will be a day when luck will come to the body, this is all thanks to the blessing of my uncle, so that I can make a contribution this time and be able to enter the inner door." The tone was sincere, his eyes were misty, and he looked at Duanmu without injury.

Duanmu is uninjured and worthy of being the second-generation noble son of the monks, he has probably experienced more battles, his face and eyes have not changed, and he still smiled and said, "Master Lin's nephew is polite." ”

Lin Paner's eyes flashed with injury, and she lowered her head gently and sadly.

Pang Maimai looked at her delicate bun, her pointed chin when she lowered her head, and Tingting's silhouette, thinking that this was so consistent with the number of green tea who did everything possible to hang the rich second generation when she was working before, it was really where you didn't meet in life...... It is not easy for monks to ...... Sure enough, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

However, the focus now is not how Lin Paner hangs the second-generation uncle, nor how to repair the second-generation noble son Duanmu without injury, but how to pass a leaf in the thousands of flowers without sticking to his body, the focus now is on the Chuan Gong Pavilion!

It sounds like going to the Gong Pavilion to select the Gong Dharma classics is not a transfer of personal will, not a random selection, but a random one!

Just don't know how this is random......

She was still thinking about whether to ask, Duanmu Wuxian had already said to her in a warm voice, "Don't worry, Master Pang, you will understand when you go in, calm down, naturally, don't think too much." When you put your hand on each book, you have to meditate, and you have to think about letting go of the heart room to feel it, so that you will have more opportunities. ”

Pang Maimai nodded yes, but what is in every book? There are so many books in the Chuangong Pavilion, how can you put them over? Does everyone who goes in have to be so tossed? So how can it be so fast? Could it be that there is some spell in there that controls the flow of time?

She knew that this was not the time to ask carefully, since Duanmu was uninjured and said that she would know, it should not be too difficult for ordinary people, so while she was thinking carefully, she still waited in a solemn manner, Lin Paner looked at her appearance and was solemn and reserved, and couldn't help but whisper: "Senior Sister Pang, how old were you before you were abducted?" When I was a child, I must have been a girl from a rich family, right? ”

Pang Maimai glanced at her, and felt that this senior sister who had started much earlier than herself really had a strong secular taste, and people didn't know how to answer when she asked.

After three or four people, the disciples who had ascended from the outer gate to the inner gate had all entered the Chuan Gong Pavilion, and it was their turn to be a few of their new disciples this time.

Unexpectedly, the first person to be named was Pang Maimai.

Pang Maimai almost entered in the admiring gaze of everyone.

Everyone in the sect knows that the disciples who are promoted from the outer door to the inner door are naturally not comparable with the disciples who directly enter the inner door, although it is said that there are many disciples who have been promoted from the outer door to the inner door are very promising, and there are even those who have won the Yuanying Road, but after all, the success rate of the inner disciples is higher, and there are more people who have married Dan Yuanying.

Just like many first-class schools, students who go directly to graduate school always have a natural sense of superiority over graduate students who are admitted to other schools.

The order in which the inner disciples enter the Gong Pavilion illustrates the level of talent and the importance they are regarded.

Pang Maimai didn't know this, and the female elder just nodded to her and said, "Go ahead." The words were very mild.

Pang Maimai's talent is good, and she is naturally valued by the sect, but the sect will not praise her to the sky because of this, and killing her is not conducive to the growth of the disciples.

What's more, although Pang Maimai is very talented, but it is not so good that there is no place before and no one after him, not to mention anything else, Zhao Qianxing, who started more than thirty years ago, is even more talented than her, this time Zhao Qianxing took the initiative to ask Ying to accept the task of recruiting new disciples, with his always indifferent and low-key dislike to be in the limelight, rarely appear in front of the disciples of the sect, and do not do tasks with others, the top of the sect was quite surprised. He didn't expect that the first time he went out, he recruited a female disciple with such a good talent for the sect to come back.

However, it goes without saying that Pang Maimai's talent is slightly lower than Zhao Qianxing's, after all, for these geniuses who have high-grade spiritual roots, the level of the main spiritual root is decisive, but Pang Maimai is a woman, and she is destined to be weaker than male disciples, and in terms of fighting ability, female disciples can always not be compared with male disciples.

Let's just say that the only female elder in the door herself, when she was young, was also talented, and she was more competitive and decisive in killing, so she had today's achievements, according to her words, "It is not for nothing that a woman has a gentle temperament and can have great success, you have to have the luck of Chongzhen Taishang Elder Guo Qianqian, not only have a good master, but also have a good brother." So when she watched the small jade-colored cinderella step by step up the white jade stairs under the slight skirt of Pang Maimai's skirt, she thought to herself, this is the first time in her life that she has seen a talented female disciple enter? What happened to them? I wonder where this little girl will go in the future?

Pang Maimai naturally didn't know the mental activity of an elder next to her, for her, an elder of the Xiuzhen Sect was still too far away, if it weren't for the painful experience of the previous year or two, such a scene, she would even feel that she was playing a fantasy game now.

However, she really knows that this qiē is true, not only that it hurts to pinch herself, not just because she will be hungry and thirsty, this qiē is alive, these "people" who can start clouds and fire with their hands, and can fly away from the sky when they release their swords are all alive, they have joys and sorrows, careful thoughts, pride, frustration and calculation, she is standing here, and there is no difference between a group of colleagues who have just been stationed at the time, she will speculate about what these people are thinking in their hearts; I wonder if I can find my place in such a group of people.

She wore the "treading cloud shoes" issued by the sect and stepped on the steps made of stone that is said to be called "Baijing Nanyu", "stepping on the clouds" is just a very low-level magic weapon, but it is only the inner disciples, the system is the same, the role is not afraid of cold and warm, not stained with dust, but also can increase a little walking speed, walking will feel like a fairy.

The eyes around her were envious, jealous, calm, indifferent and groaning, and Pang Maimai didn't pay attention at all, her mind was on the ordinary looking door of the Chuan Gong Pavilion with a strange golden pattern inlaid with red sandalwood.

The Chinese-style door is similar to some ancient towers, but the pattern is very strange, I'm afraid it is also a formation symbol, can her hand touch it directly?

She carefully stretched out her hand and gently placed it on the golden knocker, which was probably the color of the gold symbol on the door, which was harmonious at first glance, but with this ordinary and classical building, it was too ornate and high-profile.

She didn't even push or pull, she just put her hand on it, as if to let the knocker know herself, and at the same time know that she had no ill intentions.

This is the way she treats animals, unfamiliar animals, she will usually reach out slowly, at a slow speed that people can see, put her hand not far under people's noses, close to the mouth, so as to say, I have no malice, I will not bite you, and I am not afraid of you biting.

This trick used to be very useful, even if it was bitten occasionally, the general animal is also tentative, will not bite very hard, at this time can not struggle and scream, but continue to remain in the same state, the animal itself will let go.

Of course, the knocker is not an animal, although it is carved with a beast head that Pang Mai does not recognize, and it is obvious that this beast head will not bite. However, I don't know if it's because she subconsciously thinks that this Chuan Gong Pavilion is amazing, or if it's just that this beast head is too realistic, she subconsciously did it.

And this knocker turned out to be really warm to the touch!

Maybe it's not warm, it's just not as cold as ordinary objects.

She even felt a small sound similar to the snort of an animal's nose, and it seemed to be a very subtle laugh.

Then, the door opened.

She swore she didn't push at all!

Pang Maimai was stunned for a moment before stepping in.

As soon as she entered, she was stunned again.

Because the space in the Transmission Pavilion was much smaller than she expected.

For example, before you walk into a room, you should subconsciously judge the approximate size of the inside based on your appearance experience, and when you go in and find that the inside is very different from your judgment, you will subconsciously look for passages and doors, because you will judge that there should be a partition inside.

These subconscious actions are almost instantaneous.

For example, Pang Maimai did this at this time.

Based on the size of the exterior of the Chuan Gong Pavilion, she judged that the area inside would not be smaller than the lobby of a normal five-star hotel, but when she entered, she found that the inside was completely different.

Of course, it could also be partitioned. She even envisioned what an ancient library would look like.

The space inside, to her eye, was no more than thirty or forty square meters, and there were no doors, partitions, or passages.

Aside from the lack of a bed, it's a bit like an ancient boudoir.

Or maybe it's a unique ancient study with a high level of material furnishings.

In fact, people with a certain level of aesthetics know that it is easy to be exquisite, but it is difficult to be chic.

The so-called chic is to be different and original, which requires talent and inspiration.

The cottage in front of her is a very safe, warm room, and at the same time very chic.

Because this world is similar to ancient times, it is impossible to have a modern home here, but it is also very different from the ordinary ancient furnishings.

The entrance is a milky white wool fur carpet, I don't know what kind of animal fur it is, all the way to the inner room. Between the inner and outer rooms, a moon-white silk curtain embroidered with a light moire pattern hangs, now rolled up and tied with eight-treasure tassels, so that everything in the inner room can be seen at a glance.

In addition to a row of cabinets on the side of the outer room, a few long, there are not too many things, the cabinet is rosewood, not a lot of treasures, but similar to a large wardrobe with a door, there are a lot of small doors and drawer handles, by the way, it is very much like a Chinese medicine pharmacy, but it is much more exquisite, and each grid is different, some are big, some are small, some are drawers, some are doors, what is particularly peculiar is that each handle is different, some are simple and some are exquisite, it seems to be disorganized, but it is very harmonious, this messy with exquisite and elegant carving, It shows an unusual and impressive beauty.

Most people just look at it and don't forget it.

But the first thing Pang Maimai saw was not it.

Because on the ground in the middle of the outer room, there is a purple gold furnace.

The woolly carpet disappears here, leaving a circle, as if afraid of a spark igniting it. The style of this purple gold furnace is a bit like the furnace in Journey to the West, where Taishang Laojun refining Sun Monkey, but it is much smaller, about, well, a little smaller than the Gong bucket......

Pang Maimai was secretly ashamed of his metaphor.

There is no ornamentation on this purple gold furnace, only the handles at both ends are two beast heads, and two copper rings hang from the beast's mouth.

The whole stove shows a kind of quaint refinement, and at first glance it is not ordinary.

However, this size is a bit strange, and it is a little small to say that it is an alchemy furnace; To say that it is an incense burner is too big...... It's puzzling.

In addition to the cabinet, the long table and the stove, there is only another wall in the outer room, which is full of things, including swords, bows and arrows, necklaces, accessories, and even some animal bones, horns, claws, some light yarns, handfuls of feathers, and a small wall, which are hung full.

If this is decorative, Pang Maimai has to admit that this decorative style is quite ...... Postmodern.

But she didn't feel any discomfort when she saw it.

The inner room is much more normal than the outer room, with simple and elegant carved rosewood cases, comfortable backrest chairs, and beautifully embroidered pillows and cushions...... There are even pen holders, pen washes, paperweights and other things in front of the case, all of which are high-quality products.

And there was also a stack of books on the case.