"Mother, Xiaoxue has disappointed you," Yang Xue said in a low voice.

"You can't say that, you know that you can't do it, that's stupid, you're still young, if you practice for a few more years, maybe you will have the opportunity to participate in the next sect to accept disciples" Yan Liuzhu didn't care at all, which mother is willing to watch her child take risks.

After Yang Xue heard her mother's words, she felt a lot better.

The mother and daughter are ready to go back.

They had only taken a few steps when they stopped and saw a scene not far away.

I saw a young man in gorgeous clothes, holding a beautiful sandalwood box in his hand, and respectfully handed it to the old man sitting in front of him.

The old man took the box, opened a crack, and then frowned slightly, and instantly returned to its original state, and with a dull flip of his hand, the box disappeared.

I only heard the old man's mouth move a few times, but no sound came out, but it seemed to spread some news to the young man's ears, and after the young man heard the words, he immediately made a big salute with a look of surprise on his face, and then walked behind the old man respectfully, with a face that could not be suppressed.

There are many others like the old man sitting cross-legged, and they are sitting cross-legged in different places.

From time to time, young men and girls with longing looked at the monks who were sitting cross-legged, either flattering or handing over the gift boxes that had been prepared long ago.

Among them, there were a few people like the previous teenager, after handing over the gift box, they were called behind by the people sitting cross-legged, but all the people who were called behind were full of joy.

And those teenagers and girls who didn't hand over the gift box, but just said compliments, were rarely called behind them, and most of them left with disappointed faces.

Yang Xue saw such a scene, and sighed in her heart, it turned out that immortal cultivators were also like ordinary people, they could not escape the word greed, if the spiritual root was not good, but they were rich, they could also be like these people, and they were fortunate to worship among the famous families.

Although it is not clear what kind of generous gifts those big monks received, it is obviously not an ordinary gift that can impress them. There are very few valuable treasures on Yang Xue's body, the magic weapons are all ordinary goods, and the most valuable thing is the bottle of 'Washing Pill', but this is bought by her mother, and it is impossible to use it as a 'Worship Ceremony', and the cultivation cadres in these major factions are all highly cultivated, and they may not be able to look at this bottle of 'Washing Pill'.

Just as she hesitated, her mother's voice came to her ears.

"You can try it, you can bring this box, maybe you can get lucky," Yan Liuzhu said as she handed a black iron box to Yang Xue's hand.

Yang Xue understood, nodded slightly, and took the box straight forward.

There are more than ten people sitting here, all of whom have an unfathomable cultivation, she can't see through it, she thinks that they are all seniors in the foundation building period, and it is really a little unbelievable to see so many at once.

If you really want to choose, then start with the women!

Looking at it, I found that among these seniors, there were only two or three female nuns, these three female nuns were a white-haired old woman, a middle-aged beauty, and the last one was a beautiful nun in her twenties, wearing nun clothes.

Yang Xue saw the nun for the first time, and couldn't help but look at it a few more times, only to see that this beautiful nun was closed in front of her, and whoever came didn't take a second look, and over time, there were fewer people standing in front of her.

Yang Xue didn't know why, and subconsciously walked towards the beautiful nun, what she saw was not the nun herself, but a golden mural behind the nun.

In the center is a Bodhisattva shrouded in golden light, and in front of him is a kneel full of pious mortals, some of whom are chanting, some of whom are prostrating, some of whom are weeping, and so on.

Suddenly, the mouth of the bodhisattva in the center seemed to move.

Yang Xue blinked, thinking that she had made a mistake, so she took a closer look, and found that there was no movement, and she suddenly turned her spiritual eyes to check, and immediately found a difference.

I saw this time, she clearly saw the appearance of the Bodhisattva's mouth moving, as if she was muttering something, and she subconsciously followed the shape of his mouth.

"Nam no Amitabha"

As soon as she finished speaking, the beautiful nun sitting cross-legged in front of her suddenly opened her eyes and looked straight at her.

"Did you hear that?" The beautiful nun asked.

After Yang Xue heard the nun's voice, she came back to her senses, and just now she actually made a ghost follow aloud, thinking about it, she felt a little incredible, "Hmm! She nodded subconsciously.

"You really heard it, although the qualifications are mediocre, but you have Buddha nature, that is to have a relationship with my Buddha, that's it, you come to my Miao Yu Nunnery, be a registered disciple!" The beautiful nun showed a little joy on her face, she came here with her classmates today, she was thinking about giving it a try, but she never thought that she had really found a disciple with Buddha nature, which was a worthwhile trip.

How could this nun know that Yang Xue didn't hear it, but saw it, or she could see it clearly with her spiritual eyes, which was considered cheating, but Yang Xue couldn't say this true word, so she could only bury it in her heart.

At this moment, Yang Xue's mind was full of echoes of the words 'Named Disciple' She felt like she was dreaming, and she couldn't believe it, but she really heard it.

After coming back to her senses, she immediately knelt on the ground and made a big salute, "Master is above, please accept the apprentice!" As he spoke, he handed over the black iron box in his hand, "This is a little bit of the apprentice's heart, and I hope the master will accept this thing."

"You are just my registered disciple, you don't have to bow to me like this, and when you become my official disciple, it's not too late to do this again" The beautiful nun smiled, reached out and took the box, opened it lightly, looked at it, her eyes showed surprise, and she closed the box faster.

Quietly put the black iron box into the storage bag.

Although Yang Xue didn't know what was in the box, when the master opened it just now, a trace of pure aura floated out of the box, and she noticed it, and saw the satisfaction on the master's face, obviously the things in the box must be extraordinary.

"Since you have worshiped me as a teacher, then the Dharma name of the teacher should also sue you, for the teacher's Dharma name Ming Miao, Taoist friends call me Ming Miao Shitai" Ming Miao Shi smiled, and said, "You haven't told sù as a teacher, what is your name."

"Back to the master's words, the apprentice's surname is Yan, and his name is Yang Xue," Yang Xue replied.

Master Ming Miao nodded, and wrote it down.

At that moment, a figure approached.

"In Xia Yan Liuzhu, I have seen my predecessors!"

Yan Liuzhu walked over and bowed to Master Mingmiao