Pang Maimai felt an indescribable feeling in his heart because of his sudden comprehension, Duanmu turned to look at her without injury, smiled slightly, and said, "Miss Pang, let's say goodbye for the time being." Pointing to a dark-skinned young monk next to him, he said, "He'll send you to the Star Picking Academy." The environment is very good, you live there temporarily, there will be an entrance ceremony in a few days, and then there will naturally be new formal arrangements. ”

After thinking about it, he took out a few pieces of yellow paper, handed them to Ah Gua and the little girl who was in the civil engineering double lineage, and said: "I know the stumbling uàn wu 忝 and the courtyard 笠miserable ど idle tiller ton penalty vegetable stolen Zheng Yu sheath κ through the 忝堑 g! Bidis gulls sleigh dumplings locusts vomit Pu Jian

Pang Maimai watched from the sidelines, slightly smaller than 32 kai, and on the yellow paper with indescribable material, two strange symbols of different red colors were drawn.

Obviously, this should be the charm!

Legend has it that once used, it will have a magical effect on the strange effect......

Duanmu was unharmed but didn't give Pang Maimai, he smiled slightly and said: "Miss Pang doesn't need these, when you officially get started, I will naturally give a gift." ”

Yuan Ya couldn't help but sneer and said, "Uncle Duanmu is generous, it's really lucky to meet Uncle Duanmu at the beginning." ”

Lin Pan'er smiled slightly, stepped forward and grabbed Pang Maimai's hand and stuffed her with a small paper crane, and said: "Senior Sister Pang, we will meet again in two days, if you are afraid of being bored or looking for me for something, just take this paper crane and send me a message, you just need to say what you want to say to me to the paper crane and throw it out of the window." ”

Pang Maimai didn't like these two female monks very much, Yuan Ya's character was a little worse than her, a little better than her jealousy, and Lin Paner was a typical green tea, and she was not a fellow traveler with her.

So she smiled and agreed, accepted the paper crane, and then couldn't help but set her eyes on Zhao Qianxing, who took her out of the village and carried her along the way.

Although he refused to talk to people thousands of miles away, although he spoke the least of the four people, Pang Maimai was also taken care of by him all the way, and he was emotionally closer than others.

Zhao Qianxing didn't say a word, just glanced at her, his calm gaze was as cold as water. Then he turned and got on the flying sword, and was the first to go.

Although Pang Maimai has a good temperament, he can't help but open his mouth, and secretly scold Zhao Qianxing in his heart for being ruthless and ruthless, do you have to show your coolness by not paying attention to the minimum etiquette?

The rest of the people also flew away, and in a short time, there were only two new mortals left to take the disciple and the three of them, the four-year-old girl was also taken away.

The direction of flying away was not consistent, Duanmu was unharmed, Zhao Qianxing and the little girl called Senior Brother flew towards the three small peaks in the inner courtyard respectively, while the rest of the people went towards the five peaks in the outer courtyard one after another.

The black and thin one of the leading disciples in the courtyard smiled at Pang Maimai and said, "Senior Sister Pang, is it right, please take care of it more in the future." ”

Pang Maimai hurriedly returned the salute politely, "Where is it, it's too polite, senior brother." ”

The black thin disciple said to the other, "Senior Brother Zhang, you take these two children to the Qingping Courtyard and the compound. ”

The other disciple agreed, and they split into two groups.

The black thin disciple's method of rushing was different from the previous ones, he pasted two talismans on his feet, and also pasted two talismans on Pang Maimai's calves, and then pulled her away.

Pang Maimai was led by him, and he felt as if his legs were not his own, and the surrounding scenery brushed back, but he didn't have any effort at all.

This feels even more magical than flying in the sky, after all, flying in the sky is still comparable to a glider for modern people, but this magic talisman is as if it has shrunk into inches out of thin air.

The name of the Star Picking Academy is good, and the environment is also good, Pang Maimai secretly speculated that this is probably for beginner disciples with good spiritual roots.

The place of the Xingxing Courtyard is not big, but there are more than a dozen small buildings and courtyards, Pang Maimai was assigned to a small courtyard called "Xingyu Zhai", the yard is very small, there are only three main houses, most of them are wooden structures, the more interesting thing is that the roof foundation is a high wooden platform, a bit of a Japanese style, but the house itself is naturally not a Japanese style, but a traditional Chinese classical building, heavy eaves gray tiles, the log colonnade has not been painted, the carved window lattices are also relatively simple lines, the light inside is good, it can be regarded as spacious and bright in Chinese classical architecture.

Pang Maimai was quite satisfied, but when he thought that he was only staying here for a few days, he lost interest in arranging.

Senior Brother Heipi told her that there was only a twelve-year-old boy living in the Star Picking Courtyard at present, a direct descendant of an elder of the Unity Sect, and a pair of twin little girls, the biological daughter of a disciple of the Unity Sect who died in battle, who was rescued by the sect.

"However, this time to open the mountain gate, it must be Senior Sister Pang, your talent is the highest." Senior Brother Blackskin said with a wink.

Pang Maimai settled down, and the food was sent by someone, although it was not very rich, it was also a little exquisite, and most of them were something she had never eaten, there were a lot of bitter foods, such as yellow essence and poria cocos, it was said that they were all to eliminate the impurities accumulated in the body such as eating grains and meat.

The method of cultivation, even if it is the simplest, Pang Maimai has never been in contact with it, it is not that Duanmu Wuxian and others are hiding their secrets and refusing to teach her a little first, they have also explained to her that if you enter the sect to apprentice, you will get the most suitable exercises for yourself, otherwise what others teach indiscriminately is not only useless, but may even be counterproductive.

The best way, naturally, is to be patient.

So Pang Maimai ate and slept in the star-picking courtyard, slept and ate, and occasionally sat on the wooden platform under the eaves to blow the wind, drink spiritual tea, and the days were very comfortable.

When she had nothing to do, she would think about the things before and after her crossing, worry about the things in that world, and think about what the shield of the village was, which had caused her to suffer for more than a year...... and, the piece of iron that I got at Blacksmith Guo's house.

Sometimes she took it out and put it on her forehead, but she didn't dream during this time, and she didn't get more information in her head, and if it weren't for the fact that she had a lot of knowledge and skills in her mind that she couldn't possibly have, she would have felt that those days were just a dream.

After careful calculation, after getting the iron card, I dreamed about seven or eight times, concentrated in the first three months, and then there was no more.

Isn't that all there is to the Iron Plate?

Although she stayed in the Star Picking Courtyard for three days and didn't go out, she didn't feel very bored, and naturally she didn't use the little paper crane that Lin Paner stuffed into her. On the contrary, Lin Paner came uninvited and came to see her once.

It's just a little bit of chatting about some miscellaneous things about cultivation, Lin Paner knows how to read people's faces and dishes, picking some things she doesn't understand and things that will arouse her curiosity, this hour of chatting is also quite interesting.

Again, it was probably one of the two twin girls, about seven or eight years old, with double buns, pink skirts, tassels and jade pendants around her waist, pearls tied on her heads, and a pink face. It was the first time for Pang Maimai to see this kind of small ancient lady, which was not at all the same as the little orphan girl she imagined, and when she remembered her downfall in that village, it was simply a difference between cloud and mud.

She thought the little girl was very cute, and greeted her with a pleasant face, but the little girl looked at her with wide eyes and a wary face, ignoring her overtures.

Three days later, it was the initiation ceremony, and on this day, the disciples of the Unity Sect who had gone out to recruit mortals with spiritual roots had already returned, so the initiation ceremony was held at noon on this day.

Because it is not usually one or two disciples to initiate, but a collective initiation ceremony of a large number of disciples at one time, the scale is relatively large.

Pang Maimai was connected to the main peak by Duanmu without injury, and the main hall of the main peak was naturally only allowed to enter the disciples who were preparing to enter the inner courtyard, and the rest of the dozens of ordinary disciples with spiritual roots brought back were entered the outer courtyard, and they could only kneel outside the main hall to participate.

The main hall is very majestic, far larger than the area of several halls of the Forbidden City combined, and there is also white mist around it, although it is not as exaggerated as the white fog of the Heavenly Palace in the 86 version of Journey to the West, but it is also obvious that there are not many carvings, vaguely in eight directions, the pattern is not incomprehensible, but after seeing too much, I am faintly dizzy, and even feel in awe, Pang Maimai suspects that there may be some formation here.

glanced left and right, except for a few ushers in the main hall, the introductory disciples this time were probably the ones in the Star Picking Academy, herself; two identical little girls; A boy dressed in white with red edges, about twelve or thirteen years old, was born handsome, and his eyes lit up when he saw that Duanmu was unharmed, and he called: "Uncle Duanmu! ”

With him was a female monk, who also nodded to Duanmu Wuxian.

Duanmu smiled at the boy and said, "Song Xiaosan, you are going to join the sect this year. ”

The boy grimaced, because of the environment in which acquaintances could not talk loudly or for a long time, and the boy, though young and a little arrogant, did not dare to speak loudly.

In addition to these men, there was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old country boy with a swarthy face, and a man in his thirties who looked apparently a monk.

At first, Pang Maimai thought that the man was also a disciple of the One Unity Sect, but later saw that he called a young man wearing a Taoist robe "Brother Qu", and he couldn't help but ask him, "Brother Qu Jianyì Which peak should I go to?" "I don't know if Brother Qu is still short of people in that peak?" Wait, whispering.

Pang Maimai estimated that this was a monk who had been drawn in.

It is generally said that it is difficult to enter the sect for casual cultivation, and it is difficult to enter the inner gate if you enter, but it is different here.

After a while, suddenly heard the distant bell ringing, everyone unanimously stopped whispering, and stood solemnly, even Pang Maimai suddenly felt a little nervous. A middle-aged man with a thin appearance and the appearance of a Taoist priest with three long beards seemed to suddenly appear in the main seat above.

He stood indifferently, as if he had been standing there all along, but everyone had not noticed him. However, once he stood there, there was a difference, this temple seemed to come to life all of a sudden, and those bits and pieces that were immersed in history and years seemed to come to his face.

From the unavoidable not to be respected.

The disciples said respectfully, "Master." ”

The outer disciples outside the hall also followed suit, and their voices rumbled, which was quite spectacular.

The head of the house, standing on a high place, spoke with his hands behind his back, his voice was not loud, but everyone felt that his voice seemed to be in their ears, peaceful and indifferent.

Pang Maimai's literary level can only be said to be lively, and I don't understand what he says, but it probably means that it is fate that everyone can join the sect, and I hope everyone will cherish it. There is also a way of cultivation, fighting with the sky, I don't know how many difficulties and obstacles there are along the way, I hope that everyone can be like the carp that dies for a lifetime, and finally save their lives and jump into the dragon gate.

The head of the sect spoke very briefly, and after saying a few words, he didn't even look at the new disciples more, and just retreated.

It's really an instant retreat, and it disappears into the present all of a sudden.

Pang Maimai simply suspected that the person just now was just a projection.

Then came out a few monks of different ages, but all of them had an indescribable eye-catching temperament, and disciples such as Duanmu Wushu were all called "elders".