When he returned to the Lingshui Temple, the first thing he did was not to learn spells, and the old man called out several other disciples in the hall. originally thought that there would be a total of 19 senior brothers and sisters, but as soon as they met, Jiajun found that there were less than 10 people present.

After Lingshui's embarrassing introduction, he finally knew why this old man looked at the new disciple so much. The Lingshui Temple has been established for about 100 years, and a total of 20 disciples have been recruited so far, except for 2 who have been promoted to the inner courtyard, many of the rest are still vulgar. In addition, the way of recruiting disciples in Luoxuemen is peculiar, in addition to the entrance is to invite the king into the urn and the wisher to take the bait, each branch hall will also take turns to go to the mountain gate to guard, and whoever meets it will receive which hall. However, the time spent on goal was not evenly distributed. In the annual martial arts competition, the five temples will also be ranked. The first one can guard the door for the longest time, and the chance of recruiting disciples is the greatest. At present, the Fire Turning Hall has been the first many times, and the Lingshui Hall is only a little stronger than the newly built Holy Wood Palace, ranking fourth, and the time to guard the door will naturally not be much.

This is nothing more than forcing the masters of each hall to be able to train their disciples with all their might, especially when there are few people in the new hall, and the master should pay more attention to it. I don't know if Lingshui, the old naughty boy, has taken these considerations to heart.

"Little junior brother, it's officially started!" Lin Sheng also returned from guarding the door.

"Haha, we finally have a new addition, and we can celebrate for a few days in the near future. Tomorrow, we'll take our little brother on a tour of the mountains!" said one of the oldest men.

"Old 9, now you are the biggest! If you don't arrange my cultivation well, you will swim in a fart mountain!"

With his reprimand, several disciples were inexplicable for a while, and their eyes widened and stared. When new disciples enter, the Lingshui Hall has always been celebrated for several days, and even the master himself will travel with everyone to enjoy the mountains and rivers, what happened to this master today?

"Ahem!" Lingshui coughed dryly, and seemed to see what the disciples were thinking, and a flush appeared on his face, "You little junior brother is a genius who is highly praised by the master! The master has already ordered him to participate in the sect competition in half a year!"

"Huh?

"Master, isn't this bullying! How old is the little junior brother, and this is just the beginning?"

"Master, you're bullying us again, aren't you?"

Looking at everyone's surprised expressions, the old man's face returned to normal, and he seemed to feel that his face had been saved a lot.

"Hmph, do you know that the little junior brother has just started now, and today he is less than 12 years old, and he is already at the peak of the spiritual rest period!"

The words stunned everyone, and the disciples were suddenly speechless. Looking at the master's appearance, it doesn't look like a joke, but 12 years old, the peak of the spiritual rest period? The oldest 9 here is almost 40 years old this year, barely entering the late stage of spiritual breath, and he is still the mainstay of this competition in the spiritual water hall.

"Little guy, tell everyone about yourself, just introduce yourself, and by the way, whip your lazy brothers and sisters!"

Jia Jun secretly stuck out his tongue, no wonder this Lingshui Hall is ranked so poorly, where does this old naughty boy look like a strict master and a high apprentice. But from this point of view, the senior brothers and sisters of this hall are really doing well, right? Hearing the old man say this, he showed a timid expression, and opened his mouth to prepare for the identity of Haode Anping Village, plus the story of self-study and cultivation, and once again told the story to the senior brothers and sisters.

In the middle of the night, the whole hall was silent.

Tears gleamed in the eyes of several senior sisters, and Lin Chong looked up at the top of the hall, silent like the other senior brothers.

"Little junior brother!" Lao 9 broke the silence, "Senior brother really admires you! Although I have been worshipping the master since I was a child and have lived for nearly forty years, I have never encountered such a big change, let alone such a firm practice!

Before the others could speak, the old man immediately struck while the iron was hot, "Okay! From today onwards, let's take out some blood in the Spirit Water Palace! Everyone should learn from the hard work of the junior brother and give me all the best cultivation! Don't even be able to compare with the junior brother in the martial arts competition in half a year! There will be no more gatherings today, and you will each go back to the house! Yu'er, your junior brother will be brought to the Seven Water Pavilion!"

"Ahh Qishui Pavilion, she smacked her tongue secretly.

"Xiaojun, you go to rest first, come to see me early tomorrow morning, and the master will teach you spells!"

......

Qishui Pavilion is on a separate small peak behind the hall, surrounded by white mist, and several exquisite huts are wrapped in a verdant green pine forest, which has the feeling of a fairyland in the clouds.

Fan Yu'er took Jiajun's little hand all the way and walked slowly in silence. When she sent Jiajun up the mountain, although she fell in love with this well-behaved and handsome little brother, she didn't expect him to have such a tragic background and admirable firmness.

"Little junior brother," she was silent for a long time, and then she spoke, "You definitely don't know what it means that the master arranged for you to live in the Seven Water Pavilion, right?"

"Senior sister, what's wrong with the Seven Water Pavilion?"

"Listening to the brothers, many years ago, the master was also very hardworking. Under his leadership, the newly established Lingshui Pavilion flourished. Later, the master accepted a very special disciple," she said slowly, "When the other disciples enter, they all find the mountain gate to enter by themselves, and each hall fights for luck to recruit." And this disciple, who later became the seventh senior brother, was a mortal outcast picked up by the master after a trip. I don't know what the master has experienced, but when he returned to the mountain with this baby, he told the head that he wanted to adopt him as an adopted son, and begged the head to agree to keep him!"

The master named him Linghong, and he has been hiding his life experience. only said that he was old and had a son, and his mother had passed away. The seventh senior brother has been smart and clever since he was a child, and he has a lot of immortal fate, so he also entered the spiritual breath early and stepped into the immortal path. He also worshiped in the Lingshui Palace, ranked seventh, and the master specially built the Seven Water Pavilion for him. ”

Speaking of this, Fan Yu'er sighed slightly, "The seventh senior brother is extremely talented, and he has been promoted to the main gate in less than 20 years of cultivation. But it's a pity that after entering, I somehow learned my true life experience. ”

The master couldn't hide anything from him anymore, and chatted with him all night. On the second day, Senior Brother Seventh insisted on investigating something, and then went out to the mountain gate many times in a row. When Zuihou left once, he came directly to worship the grace of nurturing, and abandoned the immortal path to return to the vulgar. ”

"The seventh senior brother was brought up by the master and his old man, and he has always regarded it as his own. But the seventh senior brother didn't know what he had encountered outside, and he walked so resolutely that no one could persuade him! Although the master was heartbroken, he was helpless in the end. Since then, no one has lived in the Seven Water Pavilion again, and the master has become the cynical appearance he is now. ”

No wonder, I'll just say that a Jindan monk behaves so strangely, it turns out that he has experienced so many things. Jiajun suddenly realized. Did the spiritual master arrange for me to enter the Seven Waters Pavilion for the sake of fulfilling his own wishes? Did I come to this world to plant cause and effect, or did I come to cause and effect? The fate in the underworld is really incomprehensible! At this moment, his state of mind seemed to change slightly.

"Senior brother, promise me!" When she walked to the door of Qishui Pavilion, Fan Yu'er grabbed Jiajun and said seriously, "Don't let the master and his old man down!"