Before the words fell, an old man dressed in a dark robe came out of the house, the old man's eyes were different, the momentum was awe-inspiring, very majestic, after seeing Wen Cha, his eyes softened for a moment, and he said in a deep voice: "Do you still know to come back?"

This person is the master of the original owner, Lingyun Zhenren.

Wen Cha lowered his eyes and admitted his mistake: "The disciple is really radical this time, please punish the master."

Ling Yun Zhenren stared at her, and snorted coldly: "The mistakes you made will naturally be punished, and you will be punished for three years of confinement in this courtyard as a teacher."

Confinement for three years in the cultivation realm is really not a punishment, after Wen Cha lowered his head and received the punishment, Ling Yun Zhenren's eyes fell on the same Xiaomi, his face remained unchanged, but his hands were clenched, "This is?" ”

"This is a little boy rescued by the disciple from the bottom of the mountain, named Xiaomi."

Lingyun Zhenren's eagle-like sharp gaze swept over Xiaomi's body, and when he saw his innocent and ignorant appearance, his heart immediately relaxed, and secretly said that he was too suspicious.

"Since it has been rescued, it will be sent to the front hall to measure the spiritual root in a while, if you have talent, you can remember an inner disciple."

Wen Cha still knelt in place and said, "This son is destined for me, and I want to take him as an apprentice."

Ling Yun Zhenren's face turned pale, "You are not yet twenty, it is really too early to accept an apprentice, if you really like him, let your senior brother accept it for you, it is not impossible." ”

Wen Cha was unmoved, "The disciple has made up his mind, and he asks the master to fulfill it." ”

"You ......" Lingyun Zhenren was a little moved, pointing at Wen Cha and was about to get angry, Xiaomi, who was on the side, hugged Wen Cha's arm, knelt on the ground with Wen Cha, and said timidly and bravely: "Old immortal, the fairy saved me, I want to stay with the fairy, please be fulfilled."

His eyes that were as bright as jade were extremely bright at the moment, and Wen Cha couldn't help but want to touch his head.

Seeing that the two of them got along very well, Ling Yun Zhenren flicked his sleeves and said, "That's it, it's just a disciple, if you like it, just accept it."

"Thank you, master." Wen Cha smiled and stood up holding Xiaomi's hand.

"Let's go to the front hall." Lingyun Zhenren urged.

Wen Cha didn't move, glanced at the door behind Ling Yun Zhenren, and said, "Can my nephew be inside the door?"

"What are you asking for?" Ling Yun Zhenren's gaze was a little wary.

Wen Cha raised his eyes and smiled, "When I went down the mountain, I promised my nephew one thing, the matter has been done, and I want to explain it to him." ”

"He's not here now." Ling Yun Zhenren said coldly: "If you want to find him, come back in the future."

"Does the master know where he went?"

"He sent a letter from home and went down the mountain."

"Did the elder brother send him?"

Ling Yunzhen's face changed slightly, "This is nature. ”

"I see." Wen Cha did not move him, and said: "The master and nephew are back, and the master must talk to me, promise him, and give him an explanation."

"Nature."

Wen Cha took Xiaomi and turned around and walked towards the front hall, the two walked quickly, and they disappeared not long after.

Ling Yun Zhenren stood in place for a long time with a strange face, and only turned around and entered the house when he saw that they were gone.

Wen Cha's face was calm, and he took Millet to detect the spiritual root in the front hall.

"It's a five-spirit root." Steward Zhou, who tested the spiritual root, said regretfully: "It's okay to be an outer disciple, but it's too reluctant to be an inner disciple."

Xiaomi's face turned white, and she pitifully pulled Wen Cha's sleeves, very sad.

"Thank you." Wen Cha thanked Steward Zhou without changing his face, and walked back with millet.

Steward Zhou chased after him, "Senior sister, wait, I have a few primer books here for this kid's reference." ”

Wen Cha paused, and the steward of the week happily presented the book with both hands, "If you don't understand anything, senior sister can come to me." ”

Wen Cha smiled noncommittally, "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhou." ”

Steward Zhou stopped, "It's my honor to serve my senior sister." ”

Wen Cha secretly sighed at the good skin of the original owner, said goodbye to Steward Zhou, and took Xiaomi back to his yard.

The unfamiliar environment made Xiaomi a little scared, and she shrank beside Wen Cha and didn't dare to move.

Wen Cha patted the back of his hand, pointed to the house next to the original owner's house and said to him, "In the future, it will be your house."

Xiaomi nodded timidly, and looked at Wen Cha with some trepidation, "Then you ......"

"I'm your master." Wen Cha said lightly: "You rest today, and tomorrow morning, you will bow to the teacher."

Wen Cha took him to open the door of the house, and the outer disciples who had been instructed by Steward Zhou to come over were cleaned up.

"Don't be afraid," Wen Cha lowered his eyes and said, "In the future, you will be my apprentice, and no one on this mountain will dare to bully you."

"But, but ......" Xiaomi lowered his head and said a little sadly: "But I am a five-spirit root...... no matter how dull he is, he also realizes the particularity of the five-spirit root here.

Especially the way the steward looked at him that week, with pity and indifference, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"What about the Five Spirit Roots?"

Wen Cha's expression was indifferent: "Wulinggen, you are also my apprentice."

She said it very seriously, and the millet who listened to it was sweet in her heart.

"Hmm," he stretched out his hand and hugged Wen Cha, and whispered "Master".

Wen Cha nodded his forehead and ordered someone to prepare clothes suitable for him.

Xiaomi obediently stayed aside, watching her busy for herself, somehow, just happy.

When the warm tea stopped, he shouted at her with a long and short shout.

Wen Cha was not impatient, and when he was tired, he sent someone up to deliver spiritual food.

"You have to follow the cultivation of the teacher now, and in the future, if you can touch less food in the mortal world, you won't touch it."

Xiaomi nodded, Wencha scooped him a bowl of rice and pushed it in front of him, "Eat more." ”

Millet hugged the rice bowl, very obediently to eat, a pair of eyes quietly looked at the warm tea, shiny, the same as the crystal.

After eating, Wen Cha settled him to sleep, turned around and headed towards the cliff in front of the main hall.

Before leaving, she left a command on Xiao Yi, as long as she wanted, she could know where Xiao Yi was now.

Ling Yun Zhenren said that Xiao Yi went down the mountain to visit relatives, and he was personally escorted by the senior brother, but she didn't believe a word.

Xiao Yi was personally brought up the mountain by Lingyun Zhenren five years ago, when Xiao Yi was seriously injured and dying, somehow, he came back to life, Lingyun Zhenren let the senior brother accept Xiao Yi as an apprentice, although he was an apprentice, but Xiao Yi was the most bitter disciple, he was guarding the main hall on weekdays, saying that he was a disciple, but it was better to say that he was a boy who served Lingyun Zhenren.

After Xiao Yi came back to life, he had no memories of the past, but there was one thing that was particularly strange, that is, his attitude towards the original owner was very intimate, and this intimacy was not superficial, but a kind of bond that came out of his bones.

The original owner didn't like him, but when he was bored, he would say a few words to him.

Whether Xiao Yi has a family or not, the original owner knows better than Ling Yun Zhenren.