At this time, Ying Tianping looked ahead, and his eyes were very calm. He walked over quietly and stood upright in front of the palace master.

Leng Yuran happily announced loudly: "Now, Tang Yingtian has officially joined the Tianhan Palace and become my true disciple of Leng Yuran!" ”

With a "boom", the hall exploded, and people chattered.

Leng Xuanyu was so angry and anxious that she almost jumped up from her chair. If this is the case, among the second-generation members of the Heavenly Cold Palace, his position as chief will not be guaranteed; And in the long run, it means that he will not be able to get the position of palace master.

At this time, Leng Yuran's wonderful words came out: "Although Yingtian is currently only a nominal true disciple, we will treat everyone equally, and it will be the same. ”

To Leng Xuanyu, the palace master's words were like the wonderful sound of the warbler's voice and swallow language. Nominal disciple? Haha, that's all!

Many people are surprised that the palace master accepted a nominal disciple so formally, you know, there were no nominal disciples in the past, and they only registered in the sect to make a book, which would make everyone gather to pay respects and treat each other with courtesy.

However, some people still see the deep meaning, from the five people who came out of the "Welcome Pavilion" just now and their satisfied expressions now, as well as the palace master's statement that "all are treated equally, there is no difference", this Tang Yingtian is by no means simple and cannot be underestimated.

Then, Yingtian took the tea handed over by Elder Taishang himself, half-knelt on the ground, respectfully offered a cup of tea to the palace master, and called out affectionately: "Master." ”

Leng Yuran was relieved, happily took the tea, and drank it all with a smile on his face. At the end, she said kindly, "Son, get up." ”

In this way, the apprenticeship ceremony ends. Although the process is so simple, it is far from being comparable to the formal apprenticeship ceremony of a true disciple, but this kind of operation is unprecedented for a nominal disciple.

At this moment, Tang Yingtian officially became the only disciple of Leng Yuran, the palace master of Tianhan Palace, although it was a nominal name, it was also a unique nominal true biography.

Early the next morning, Leng Yuran took Yingtian to a beautifully decorated hut and stuffed him with a biscuit-sized piece of Hetian topaz.

Yingtian knows that there is a saying of "one yellow, two red and three mutton fat" in Hetian jade, and this kind of topaz is the kind of primary color jade with very small production, and it is also extremely rare and precious.

Leng Yuran said lovingly: "Yingtian, this is a jade plate representing the identity of the true disciple of the palace master, and it has the name of the sect given to you by the teacher. Anywhere you meet a member of the Heavenly Cold Palace, you can show this jade plaque. You have to keep in mind that seeing the jade plate is like seeing the palace master. ”

After speaking, she turned her head, looked at the furnishings in the room, and said with red eyes: "Your senior sister Xuanyu...... There used to be the same jade plaque. Moreover, the cheats you want to read were originally on her. ”

Yingtian knew that Leng Xuanyu that the master was talking about was the former true disciple, and this house should be her bedroom. According to the master's words, Senior Sister Leng Xuanyu and the secret book were originally extinguished together.

No wonder the master was sad and blamed herself before, she blamed herself for not protecting her apprentices well, which led to the destruction of people and things.

Yingtian thought again, if the master wants to give me the identity jade plate, how can he bring himself here, is it ....... He didn't want to ask, for fear of touching the pain in Master's heart.

After lunch, Yingtian and Zhihan walked together and came to the ancient road outside the Tianhan Palace. After walking for a while, they sat side by side on a large raised rock.

"Zhihan, I didn't expect that there was such an ancient road full of wild grass in the depths of the snow-capped mountains." Yingtian sighed.

Looking at the green and yellow barren grassland on both sides of the road, I feel like a small grass there, swaying and struggling in the cold wind and rain, but not afraid of snow and frost, and thriving.

Ye Zhihan smiled and said: "The wind rises at the end of the wave, and the wave becomes at the end of the wave. We are all very small, but although the young seedlings are delicate and the water droplets are small, they can also be connected and synthesized into one, and finally the wind will gather to hit the waves of a thousand layers, and the yellow sand will be exhausted to see gold. ”

Yingtian looked at her affectionately and praised: "Zhihan, you are growing up very fast!" Do you usually keep studying? ”

Zhihan nodded, and said in a voice like a fly and mosquito: "I also like to read literary books now." ”

Then, she raised her head, looked at Yingtian with affection, puffed out her cheeks, and said unconvinced: "Although I am an art and sports student, I have fallen too far behind in knowledge before, but I will catch up, and I will catch up with you one day." After speaking, he covered his mouth and laughed.

The shy red sleeves cover it, but it hides the smile. Yingtian looked at her white face flushed with a faint flush, and her long eyelashes fluttered like beautiful butterfly wings, and she was suddenly fascinated and drunk.

Zhihan giggled, looked up, and found that Yingtian was staring at him stupidly, his cheeks suddenly turned red, he gently tugged at his sleeve, and lowered his head shyly.

Yingtian suddenly came to his senses, stretched his waist in embarrassment, and deliberately yawned: "Zhihan, the big snow mountain is so beautiful!" ”

Then, he asked with concern, "Have you found out the situation of the Ye family?" ”

Zhihan's expression darkened, and he shook his head and said, "No...... However, it must have something to do with Xie Zhou. In addition, not only the Nangong family, but also the Zhou family in the provincial capital intervened. And I always felt that they were not just plotting for the family fortune, but there might be other conspiracies as well. ”

Yingtian nodded and said, "You're right, they have a lot of things to do, and one of the targets has taken a fancy to you." ”

After he heard Liu Zhenyu talk about the essence and blood of people in the teahouse by the Fulan River in Jincheng, the first thing that came to mind was Zhihan's strange cold and cold problem. After asking Master Leng Yuran, he became more and more sure that the problem was Zhihan's body.

Now, instead of saying that Zhihan was the main target of those people, he was worried that she would feel guilty about the Ye family incident as a result, but instead downplayed her own reasons and tried to say it as lightly as possible.

"Me?! That...... It's Zhou Mochen. Zhihan thought it was another matter of marriage, and said angrily: "Why is he still a thief?" ”

Yingtian nodded again, and said indifferently: "The people of the big family are really domineering, what is the difference between this and robbing people's daughters." Seeing that Zhihan had calmed down, he continued, "I heard that the Ye family has an ancestral drop of blood, do you understand?" ”

"Huh?" Zhihan looked at Yingtian, as if she was trying to remember something.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she said with some excitement: "I remember, when I was in elementary school...... This has a business with you! ”

Yingtian was surprised: "When I was in elementary school, we were all shy, and we didn't seem to have much interaction, let alone communication, right?" ”

Zhihan smiled and said, "At that time, everyone was very naïve, you should forget." During an art class, you and Fang Doudou whispered in the back, and the teacher threw a red chalk head. ”

Yingtian smiled: "I remember, did I say that I can find the baby under the bed." You're ......"

Zhihan said happily: "Yes! When I heard your words, I believed them. That weekend, I was at my grandfather...... Well, it was a small wooden box found under the bed of the head of the Yuan Ye family, and there was a jade bottle inside. ”

When they were in school, Yingtian and Fang Doudou were often thrown chalk heads by their teachers. It's just that Zhihan said it so clearly, especially the rare red chalk head, which made him think of the situation at that time.

At this time, Zhihan was depressed. It seems that she still has a grudge against her grandfather and father, blaming them for marrying her to Zhou Mochen.

Then, she said, "There was a small blood-red sugar pill in the jade bottle, and I opened the cap and ate it at that time. Oh, it should be swallowed. Isn't that what you're talking about...... It's blood?! The more she spoke, the more astonished she became, so much so that her voice became hoarse.

Yingtian's whole body was excited, as if it was arranged in the dark, and he couldn't help but think of the colorful auspicious clouds over Wanliuba.