Chapter 15: Rites of Passage

Time flies, a month's time, Yun Shu and Yang Xiu, quiet in the Shude Palace, Yun Shu recuperation, Yang Xiu cultivated, only Yun Shangrong in his free time, take a look at the two, no one else, have never set foot in this Shude Palace.

Yun Shu lay on the rocking chair, eating sweet cakes, and instructed Yang Xiu to practice the gun.

"The speed is too slow, and besides, that move shouldn't go straight, but to pick it up, so that the enemy can't be caught off guard, you're trying!"

Hearing Yun Shu's words, Yang Xiu looked down at the spear in his hand, pondered for a while, held the handle of the gun, rushed forward, and the moment he arrived at the stake, his wrist was raised, the tip of the spear was raised, and he went straight to the head, "Bang!" The stake's head exploded!

Yang Xiu turned to look at Yun Shu, showing a satisfied smile, Yun Shu put down the sweet cake and nodded lightly, "This seven-star cold manggun, being your natal divine soldier, is indeed good!"

"Thank you, Childe, for the compliment!"

Yun Shu waved his hand slightly, "To tell you the truth, your comprehension of martial arts is indeed good, but the speed of cultivation is still a bit slow, although when fighting, both are needed, but the gap in cultivation is difficult to make up for with martial arts, you still have to pay more attention to cultivation in the future!"

Yang Xiu nodded heavily, "Understood!"

"In the remaining two months, you will begin to focus on breaking through the thirteenth layer of Qi training, although there will be no one to ambush on the way to Yangzhou, but the other young people still have to rely on you to solve it!"

Yang Xiu nodded, "Hmm!"

Yun Shu looked up at the sky, such a quiet and comfortable day will soon be over!

Day and night, the days of cultivation always pass extremely fast, Yun Shu stopped meditating, stood up, and walked out of the house, Yang Xiu also walked out of the side room, the flow of spiritual power in his body was much stronger than two months ago, and he had already broken through to the thirteenth layer of Qi training!

Yun Shu looked up at the white clouds of the Tianshan Mountain, today is the day he will go to the temple, the coming-of-age ceremony, these two months have been prepared.

"Xiao Xiu, today, you will stay in the palace first, you commander, since I came back, it has been equivalent to being suspended, this trip to Yangzhou, I will let you go with me!"

Yang Xiu smiled and said, "Thank you, Childe, I don't want to stay in this palace alone, it's not important!"

Yun Shu nodded slightly.

A voice was heard outside the hall.

"The fourth prince, the emperor has a will, enter the palace immediately!"

When Yun Shu heard this, he tidied up his golden brocade robe, pulled out his hairpin, and the long hair of his shawl fell out, and walked out of the palace gate.

The six-foot sedan chair has a golden dragon hovering on the top of the car, and the sedan curtain is tattooed with a four-clawed golden dragon.

Staying in front of the door, Yun Shu glanced at it lightly, and didn't pay attention to a few eunuchs, opened the sedan curtain, and sat in it.

"Get up!"

The six people lifted up and walked towards the Sun Temple, the main hall at this moment, hundreds of officials gathered, civil officials, and martial arts cultivators, all here. Yun Canglan chuckled, on this day, his heart was also uncontrollable happy, because he could hear the long-lost "Father"!

Time passed slowly, and the sedan chair stayed in the center of the hall!

All the officials cast curious glances, these people haven't seen this fourth prince for ten years.

Yun Shu opened the curtains, walked down calmly, looked up at Yun Canglan, knelt on one knee, saluted with both hands, and said respectfully: "Son, meet my father!"

Yun Canglan laughed in his heart, "Sample, continue to be stubborn!"

However, his face remained unchanged, and he got up and smiled: "Get up and come up!"

Yun Shu got up, walked slowly to the steps, stepped on the steps, nine steps, and stood in front of Yun Canglan.

Yun Han, Yun Xiao, Yun Shangrong, are all standing on both sides of Yun Canglan at this moment, only the smile on Yun Shangrong's face is so sincere!

Yun Canglan put his hands on Yun Shu's shoulders, nodded slightly, and whispered, "Child, grow up!"

This voice is very light, but it contains a strong love, Yun Shu can hear it, of course, only he can hear this sentence!

"Take the crown!"

A eunuch walked from behind with a jade plate, and the goldfinch hair crown placed on it was a mid-level defensive magic weapon, which could block a blow from the Yuanying monk.

Yun Canglan picked up the hair crown, personally tied up Yun Shu's long hair, lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "This is what your mother made for you after you were born, and used it as your coming-of-age ceremony!"

Yun Shu was stunned, looked into his father's eyes, the two looked at each other, at this moment, he seemed to feel that the pain of the man in front of him at this moment seemed to be no less than his own, as the master of a dynasty, what he had to face seemed to be not what he could imagine!

"Thank you, Father!"

Yun Shu bowed his head and bent down, respectfully saluting!

"Hurry up!" Yun Canglan said with a happy face.

Yunxiao and Yunhan behind him were jealous again, their father was also very happy about their coming-of-age ceremony, but he definitely didn't do so, let alone bow his head and whisper in his ear!

Yun Canglan turned his head slightly, and another eunuch walked up, and in the jade plate, there was a white folding fan, exuding bursts of spiritual power.

Among His Royal Highness, many martial cultivators stared at this folding fan, their eyes shining.

"Xiao Shu, this spiritual treasure, the heavenly fan, is a coming-of-age gift from your father!"

Yun Shu was also shocked in his heart, what is the spirit treasure, it is something that the Yuanying strong dream of, this thing, once the master is recognized, it will be one with the master, and the treasure will be destroyed.

Yun Canglan picked up the folding fan and was about to put it in Yun Shu's hand, and His Royal Highness knelt down and said: "Emperor, I can't help it, this spiritual treasure should not be given to the four princes, the third prince is now practicing qi perfectly, and he will soon be able to reach the realm of enlightenment, and he will be able to recognize the master with the spiritual treasure!

Yun Shu's face did not change, looking at Yun Canglan, waiting for his choice.

Yun Han and Yun Shu's eyes never moved away from the spirit treasure, the greed in their eyes was fully revealed, they forcibly suppressed the restlessness in their hearts, and their faces remained as usual.

Especially Yunxiao, when he heard the minister's words, he felt that his father would definitely give this thing to himself, and today, when he took out this thing, it should be given to himself, and at the same time, he could slap this waste in the face!

Yun Canglan looked down at the person who was kneeling and spoke, and said coldly: "Today, I don't want to worry about you!"

With a gentle word, the face of this Yuan Ying powerhouse was already pale, and sweat soaked from his forehead.

Yun Canglan gently placed the folding fan on Yun Shu's hand, exuding a powerful coercion during the distraction period, making the spirit treasure in Yun Shu's hand directly succumb, and obediently recognized Yun Shu as the master!

Yunxiao's ten fingers were clenched, his fingertips had entered the flesh, the fire of jealousy was about to burn his body, he had never hated a person so much, why didn't he kill this person with a knife that day, why, shouted in his heart!

Yun Shengrong's smile was even brighter, and he nodded lightly at Yun Shu, who was looking at him.

Yun Shu turned his gaze to Yun Canglan, and was very surprised in his heart, he would actually favor himself so much, is this his compensation?

Yun Canglan didn't look back at Yun Han, and laughed softly: "Today, it is the rite of passage of the fourth son of Lonely, today, everyone, drink heartily, and the wine is made by the third brother of Lonely." ”

With the cheers of the ministers, the banquet began!

Yun Shu looked back down, his gaze fell on the Third Emperor Uncle, and the Wine King smiled and nodded at him.

Although it was Yun Shu's coming-of-age ceremony, only Yang Xiu's father, most of the ministers, after toasting Yun Canglan, tried their best to communicate with Yun Xiao and Yun Han.

Yun Shu, Yang Lie, Wine King Yun Canghai and Yun Xiangrong, the four of them sat at a table.

The four of them talked about cultivation and talked about the road of the world.

After three rounds of drinking, the four of them were not disturbed in any way, Yun Shu's unique understanding of Dao and cultivation made the three of them feel a little inspired, and this inspiration may be used when the bottleneck is broken in the future.

Time, it was already dusk, under the wine table, there were drunk people everywhere, Yun Canglan's face was slightly red, he walked to Yun Shu's side, and sat down.

"Father!"

"Father!"

"Big brother!"

"Emperor!"

Four voices sounded at the same time, and Yun Canglan waved his hand slightly, "You don't have to restrain anything today, you and I are the same!"

Yun Shu looked sideways at his father, his temples already had a little gray hair, and he had a lifespan of 10,000 years, and now his father was more than 3,000 years old, was he paranoid!

Yun Canglan put his hand on Yun Shu's shoulder and said with a smile: "I was very happy to hear what you guys talked about just now, go on, I want to hear it too!"