When it comes to scaring people, Taixia has never been afraid, not to mention that this Mu Nishang Xu has been pampered since she was a child, and what she said was not lethal to her.

"You!" This sentence was a little ruthless, Mu Nishang was so angry that she stood up, and her slender jade fingers with crimson nails pointed at Taixia, and her whole face turned red because of anger, and she instantly lost half of her charm.

"Unreasonable!" She gritted her teeth and dropped this sentence, then flicked her sleeves and turned to leave the room of Tantai Xia.

And he hurried away, just as she had come.

There was still a strong smell of smoke on her body in the air, which could not be dispersed for a long time.

Tan Taixia sniffed twice, and for some reason, she suddenly became a little sleepy, so she called Taohong to bring a blanket for her, lay on the chaise longue, and took a nap.

She slept very comfortably during this nap, and when she woke up naturally, the sun had slightly subdued the scorching sun, and it was still hot outside, but the person who would not roast was uncomfortable.

Should she go to Lang Xing, she woke up and saw the books on the table, and this question popped up in her heart.

No matter! She gritted her teeth, what she wanted to do must be done immediately, otherwise if she couldn't complete it, it would become an eternal regret, and when she dreamed back at midnight, she would torture herself fiercely.

"Pink." She cleared her throat and shouted.

After packing up, she only took Peach and Willow Green to the palace where Lang Xing was.

Liu Lu is a first-class female envoy in this huge palace, and she is very familiar with this place, leading Taixia to avoid the sun and go around the corridor.

Tantai Xia's head was about to be dizzy, and he didn't know if this route was like this, or if Liu Lu was worried that Tantai Xia remembered how to go and deliberately detoured.

When she couldn't help but shout to stop, when she wanted to rest, Langxing's palace was already close in front of her.

Tang Taixia was a little surprised at that time, could it be that this willow green is also an immortal, why she just thought about why she couldn't arrive, this palace appeared in front of them in the blink of an eye, as if it was a roundworm in her stomach.

"Miss Yutai wait a minute, the slave maid will go to confirm whether the big sacrifice is there." Liu Lu saluted, and walked a few quick steps to his door.

Tan Taixia took out a handkerchief and wiped the beads of sweat from the tip of his nose, but didn't say anything.

"Come in." Lang Xing's warm voice pierced through the thin door panel and sounded in the ears of Taixia.

Liu Lu turned to look at Tantai Xia and said, "Miss Tantai, please come in." ”

He never seemed to have left this place, and it came to him for no reason.

The door was pushed open with a creak, Lang Xing sat in front of the desk, dressed in a white robe, his white hair was not tied up, let them be scattered over his shoulders, he held a purple brush in his soft and boneless hand, the tip of the pen was stained with ink, and he lowered his head, pursed his pale lips, and traced the calligraphy on the table very seriously.

The light outside the window came in, shining on the warm golden sunlight in the summer house, and when it came to Lang Xing, it was like his white hair, a white light that was difficult to look at.

"The Great Sacrifice." He stepped forward, sat down in his chair, and didn't call him by name.

First, she wants to ask about divination, this is the student asking Mr., there is no student on the Xuan Demon Continent who can call Mr. by his name when asking questions, that is a big disrespectful act, and secondly, Taixia felt that the nonsensical vinegar that Ye Zhao ate last time may be because she called Lang Xing's name.

She always has to avoid something, more things are better than less, and she doesn't want to deal with Ye Zhao's emotions now.

"Oh? There you are. Lang Xing's voice answered, but the brush in his hand still did not put down, he concentrated on copying the last word, and then raised his eyes and glanced at Tang Taixia.

His eyes were as black as the night sky, without a trace of light, and he was a little disappointed.

She originally thought that this Lang Xing was also Sikong Yang, but now it seems that he is the real Lang Xing, the last descendant of the fortune gate.

"Hmm. You said that day, if you don't understand, I'll come to you, and I'm going to ask you a lot of questions. ”

She took a copy out of the box that Pink was carrying, and flipped through it to something she didn't understand.

"Taixia." Suddenly, he called her name.

She stopped flipping through the book in her hand, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, but she still answered obediently.

"Do you know what kind of books you read?"

Tan Taixia frowned, and soon let go, she answered Lang Xing's question: "You said that it depends on whether I have a fate with divination, then I guess that the book is a tool for testing, and I read that the book records most of the knowledge of divination, so this book ......"

Only then did she think of this layer, she had been occupying other people's unique secrets for several days!

Thinking of this, cold sweat involuntarily flowed out of her sideburns, and the books in her hand suddenly became extremely hot, and her fingers trembled as she took them out of the box one by one.

"I didn't expect ......" She put the books on the table in an orderly manner, looked at Lang Xing with some trepidation, and muttered a few words.

"It doesn't matter." Lang Xing stood up, his pale lips habitually evoked a smile, and he walked in front of Taixia.

"I'm going to show you, don't be afraid." He picked up one of them and flipped through a few pages.

That day, she went back with a total of four or five books, because she didn't understand that there were not many places, and she was afraid of forgetting, so she wrote down her questions with a piece of paper, and sandwiched it in the places she didn't understand, but she could relive her doubts when she read the book by turning the book, and it would not destroy the original content.

"Not bad." Lang Xing was very satisfied with what she did, and looked at her with appreciative eyes.

"You're right. This is the unique secret book of our divination door, since you can see the above record, it is fate, if you sincerely worship the door, I will be the master of my master and his old man, and accept you as a disciple. ”

Well? Taixia was a little stunned.

According to the general routine, shouldn't Lang Xing accept her as an apprentice, how could it be his master, and if Taixia remembers well, is there only Lang Xing left alone in this fortune calculation door?

"How is it ......?" She also didn't know how to say it.

Maybe people have such special rules in the divination door? Yu Taixia thought, he still shouldn't break the casserole too much and ask to the end.

"It's really ashamed, although I have a relationship with divination, but I am a talented and stupid person, until the master died due to an accident, I have not yet left the teacher, according to the rules, I can't accept apprentices."

Lang Xing's words are humble, but he is neither humble nor arrogant, and he talks as if he were someone else's business.

Tan Taixia understood the reason, and nodded in a sudden understanding.

Then she had a new question: "I have less knowledge, don't you mind, let me ask one more question, what is this, there is no such rule as passing on men and not passing on women, right?" ”

She'd seen many of these stories.

Hearing this, Lang Xing looked at Taixia in some surprise, and his expression was very puzzled: "Why do you ask that?" Are there any differences between men and women other than gender? ”

These words are comfortable to listen to.

"No, no, hey, it's too talkative! I always say this mouth casually without thinking about it, and I hope that the Great Priest has a large number of them, and you have the right to say that I didn't speak just now. ”

Lang Xing smiled at the corner of his lips and replied, "Did you just speak?" ”

"Nope!" Tang Taixia gave Lang Xing's upper way a thumbs up in her heart, thinking that this topic would be over, she quickly answered his question: "I am very willing to worship under the divination sect!" ”

Lang Xing's smile was bigger, and there was a rare glimmer of water in his eyes, and the whole face of the lining became more and more dazzling.

"I have a fortune plan, and it is finally not in my hands, and the ancestor blesses me!" The water flashed out excitedly for only a moment, and Lang Xing took them back.

Tantai Xia blinked, regaining his senses.

"Is there any apprenticeship ceremony or something?" She suddenly remembered this.

The Fortune Sect should pay more attention to these rituals than those that use weapons, Yu Taixia thought.

"The sect is declining, red tape is cumbersome, and you don't have to care about those false names."

Unexpectedly, Lang Xing omitted these in a few words, and for no reason, Taixia was a little disappointed.

"In that case, I will listen to you, so what next?"

Taixia thought, after all, it is to accept an apprentice, shouldn't it be just a verbal statement, if so, is it a little too hasty?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Lang Xing was an unreliable person.

The longer she really gets in touch with these two people, the more she can't see through them, Ye Zhao is as soon as they meet, Taixia thinks that she has a thorough understanding of his character, who knows that he is acting more and more perversely, and it is also repeatedly beyond her expectations.

And Lang Xing, she thought that this was an unfathomable character at first, and even compared to Ye Zhao's "simple mind", she even felt that this was the person who really made decisions and made ideas.

Unexpectedly, after only a few days, looking at Lang Xing today, Taixia felt more and more that he was the person with a really simple mind, and he was going farther and farther in an unreliable direction.

"I recorded you in the master's booklet, and then you drank a toast to the master's tablet and bowed to the master, and then became my little junior sister."

Lang Xing quickly finished speaking.

His movements were very fast, and as soon as he finished saying these words, he took out a booklet that was a little yellowed from the storage ring, if Taixia still had spiritual power in his body, he would definitely be able to see that this seemingly inconspicuous booklet was also a rare treasure in the world.

"That's not right," Lang Xing was just about to pick up a pen to write down the name of Tangtai Xia, he frowned again and looked at Tangtai Xia, and asked with a somewhat puzzled expression, "When I calculated that day, I calculated it for you alone, and your name is not Tangtai Xia." ”

Speaking of this, he looked at the dazed Taixia with an extremely serious and serious face, and asked in a deep voice, "What is your real name?" ”