The bell outside had already sounded, and one by one it seemed to strike on people's hearts, and the evening man sat by the window and looked out, and at the foot of the mountain in the distance, people gathered together, reminding him of the ant nest he saw when he was a child.

Thoughts are about to drift away.

At this time, someone pushed open the door, and in came a little girl in a green shirt, eleven or twelve years old, with double buns, round and white, and a pair of apricot eyes shining, full of joy and curiosity.

When she saw the indifferent appearance of the person by the window, she couldn't help muttering in her heart, "Why does Childe always like to look out the window, today is an important apprenticeship ceremony, and he is still in a daze." ”

She thought again, "With such a boy who doesn't know what he's thinking, Xiao Ye is really unlucky." Sure enough, Childe still has to ask Xiao Ye to take care of it, who is called Xiao Ye Xinshan,"

Ning Xiaoye was thinking more and more happily, she walked over with a smiling face, she wanted to scare the other party when the other party's attention was not here, but she didn't expect that she had already been discovered as soon as she walked five steps away from the other party.

"Xiaoye." Wan Yin screamed softly, he turned his head, looked at the little girl who was surprised because she was discovered, and his face was calm, "Is the ceremony about to begin?" ”

Ning Xiaoye subconsciously replied, "There is still an hour." Then, she reacted again, her pink lips slightly open.

She ran up in three or two steps, grabbed the other party's hand, looked surprised, and said, "Childe, have you broken through your exercises again?" It took three more steps to notice me last time. ”

Ning Xiaoye's cultivation techniques are extremely special, she can completely hide her aura, and when she cultivates to a certain point, she can even deceive the Heavenly Dao.

This is the method of "Hiding from the Sky and Crossing the Sea".

Ning Xiaoye is not an ordinary person, although she calls Wan Yin "Gongzi" and takes care of him, but compared to her identity, Ning Xiaoye is a lot higher than him, but Wan Yin has found a good master who can let the famous Ah Hanyuan female son be his scholar.

Although Ning Xiaoye was very dissatisfied with Wan Yin at first, after getting along with each other these days, she relied on each other instead, and the beautiful but silent and introverted young man in front of her was like a lotus flower in a lotus pond in summer, with a pleasant feeling that made people feel clear.

Although others felt that the evening was indifferent and unkind, Ning Xiaoye felt that the other party was very gentle, that person had been practicing hard, almost day and night, day and night, and finally got the appreciation of the Nine Heavens Dao Monarch and became a disciple, but he was not arrogant, in this regard, it was much better than those second generations of immortals who would only rely on the power of the family.

Ning Xiaoye's question was not received, and Wan Yan looked at the scenery outside the window again, and stood up, he patted his robe, even if there was no dust on it.

Compared with the miscellaneous clothes he wore today, they were so luxurious that people didn't dare to touch them, but the way he treated them was as casual as those coarse cloth clothes, Ning Xiaoye was terrified when he watched this extraordinary-cost dress being treated casually.

"Oh, childe, be careful, this is the apprenticeship gift given to you by the Nine Heavens Dao Monarch, how can such a precious magic robe be so casual." Ning Xiaoye hurriedly reached out to help him smooth out the folds, but she was too young, and she was at the age of stubbing, so she couldn't touch his shoulders even when she was padding, and she blushed in embarrassment.

Wan Ji lowered his eyes to look at her, and Ning Xiaoye found that Wan Ji's eyes were very dark eyes, and the eye shape was the same as hers, they were round and harmless almond eyes, but they didn't look so innocent on Wan Jun's face, but because they didn't have emotion, they looked a little hollow.

Ning Xiaoye's face flushed, and he snorted: "You, you can get it yourself, I can't touch it..."

Ning Xiaoye seemed to see Wan Yin smiling, but a trace of a smile was fleeting, he made the folds himself, and returned to his expressionless appearance.

"Let's go, let's go and meet the master first." After Wan Yin finished speaking, he left, Ning Xiaoye was still thinking about the hallucinatory smile just now, and he was half a step late to follow.

Wan Jian walked fast, her steps were small, and she had to trot if she wanted to keep up, Ning Xiaoye sighed in her heart, if only she could grow up quickly.

As she walked, she noticed that the speed seemed to slow down, she was a little unsure, looked up at the evening, and then really made sure that the other party was walking slower.

Ning Xiaoye thought, it's good, I don't have to run away.

On the day of the apprenticeship ceremony, a lot of people came, and the disciples who could put down what they were doing came, and the people with heads and faces outside also received posts to visit.

The apprenticeship ceremony has not been held for many years, and if you want to hold a ceremony of this level, there must be a party with a very high status on the master-apprentice side, most of which are on the master's side, and this time is no exception.

Jiuxiao Daojun can be said to be one of the most famous people in the world today, his cultivation is extremely high, and his swordsmanship is extremely good, taking advantage of one person and one sword to kill more than 100 demon cultivators and leave, he and the lord of the demon world have been fighting for more than a month, both of them are among the best masters in the cultivation world, and finally the two of them stopped at the same time, no one knows who won that battle.

But the Xiuzhen Realm has already left behind his legend.

Jiuxiao Daojun has not accepted disciples for nearly a hundred years, and the last disciple has been ranked first in the heaven and earth list for hundreds of years, and the origin of that one is also very great, he is a descendant of a certain island that has not entered the world, and he has a golden pill cultivation as soon as he was born.

Everyone in the world guessed that this disciple was the most outstanding one under the throne of the Nine Heavens Dao Monarch, and it could also be the last. But today, a hundred years later, Jiuxiao Daojun opened the apprenticeship ceremony and announced to the world that he had accepted new disciples.

I thought that this apprentice was a special one, either the beloved son of an immortal monarch, or the young patriarch of a hermit family... But when the information was handed to them, everyone's jaws dropped.

turned out to be an ordinary outer disciple, step by step to climb the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps to the heavens, and obtained the ambiguity of the Nine Heavens Dao Monarch.

According to the disciple who guarded the mountain that day, the man almost climbed up at the back, and he didn't know what he saw in the illusion, and he fell more than a hundred steps at once, his left hand was fractured, and the one who fell was called a head breaking and bleeding, and his face was full of blood.

The blood was so thick that he couldn't open his eyes, the blood flowed into his eyes, and he was stained red, and his feet were not right, and he limped when he walked, and when he walked to the back, his feet were almost bloody and blurry.

It is said that after climbing to the top, people were already delirious, but their eyes were amazingly bright.

Jiuxiao Daojun saw those eyes, and he asked the man why he was so stubborn.

And the man said, To kill a man.

Later, Jiuxiao Daojun left with that person, and the next day, news came that Jiuxiao Daojun wanted to accept disciples.

Wan Jian folded his hands in front of him, bowed his head and waited for the waiter to report, Jiuxiao Daojun was talking to the head in the house, and he had to talk for a while depending on the situation.

At the moment of waiting, he lowered his head and looked at the ground, his clothes were too luxurious, and he could only look at the ring around his waist, he heard two small sounds, and ignored them at first, and then the sound became louder and more presumptuous, and he raised his head.

Ning Xiaoye was dragged away halfway, and now he is here alone... It's not a person, and there's a little waiter, and the strange noise just now is from him.

The boy looked like he was only seven or eight years old, round and ball-like, wearing a black and white robe, his little hands and feet looked very cute, his round face was full of sorrow at the moment, and his little fat hand was covering his stomach, as if this could stop the noise inside.

He was afraid of being heard, so he had to raise his head from time to time and secretly meow at night, and he was quite relieved that he didn't move at first, but this time he meowed, and the two met their eyes.

The little boy suddenly turned red, opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't speak, and finally told Wan Jian not to tell others.

Wan Yin knew that this little boy was a white crane under the master's seat, just transformed, and his body shape was like that of a child, although his heart was better than that of ordinary children, but he also did not know good and evil.

He nodded indifferently, the hand in his sleeve moved, and when he touched Ning Xiaoyesai's pastry, he handed the pastry over.

The little waiter hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't resist the temptation, the little fat hand took the pastry, and politely thanked him, before squatting aside and eating it in small bites.

In fact, the little boy is usually full, but today is special, too busy, early in the morning a steady stream of people to visit, the two little demons who have not been transformed for a long time were pulled to the door without eating breakfast, but the child is hungry.

The little boy was full of gratitude to the night, but he didn't know that the other party was the culprit who caused him to not be able to eat in the morning.

After waiting for about a stick of incense, the conversation inside was over, and the evening boy followed the waiter in and took a look at the master.

The head of the house is a man in his thirties with a kind face, looking at Wan Yin, nodding with satisfaction, patting him on the shoulder and saying, "Yes, I look like I am going up to the Heavenly Palace." ”

The evening nodded yes.

In fact, according to the generation, the head of the family still calls him "little uncle".

However, Wan Yin was embarrassed to be called so by the boss, so he was still called "the boss", and the boss accepted his favor and gave him a lot of privileges in private.

The two of them left after greeting each other, one was busy with something, and the other was afraid to let the master inside.

Follow the boy into the courtyard, walk through the corridor and see a bamboo forest, on the stone table of the bamboo forest, the tea still has residual heat, one person sits on the side, sees him coming, beckons to him.

"Sit down."

The boy withdrew, and with a salute, he stepped forward and sat down.

The tea is freshly brewed, and the tea fragrance on the head of the body is different, this tea is picked from a rare flower on the cliff, and its petals are concocted, which is extremely rare, and has the effect of clearing the heart and calming the mind after drinking.

Wan Yin looked at the tea in his hand, took a sip, and thought to himself that he really couldn't hide anything from the master.

"How's it going?" Jiuxiao Daojun spoke, and his tone was ordinary as if he was chattering.

Wan Yin held the teacup, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's okay." ”

"Oh?" Jiuxiao Daojun raised his eyebrows, his appearance is not young, but he does not look old, he is probably the most mature appearance of a man, just looking at it, he has the momentum of the rumored sword battle hundred demons.

He looked at his young disciple, the corners of his mouth curled, and he carried the teapot to fill the water, "Okay?" But when I look at your face, it doesn't look like it's nothing. ”

Nightshade held the teacup, and the smoke of the freshly added tea curled and blurred his vision.