National Teacher Luo Wushuang stretched out a finger and rubbed it back and forth on Xiang Xuan's forehead twice, his expression a little obscure.

Xiang Xuan was a little awkward, wanting to take a few steps back, although this national teacher was born very good-looking, but for some reason Xiang Xuan always felt that he couldn't get close to him, and there seemed to be some kind of insurmountable gap between the two.

"Girl, would you like to be my disciple and pass on the orthodoxy yourself. Luo Wushuang suddenly asked.

Xiang Xuan was slightly stunned, although she was not very old, but she was born in the Xiang family, and it was impossible for her not to know many things.

For example, this national teacher never accepts apprentices easily, such as Xiang Ming, and all of them are also considered to be the disciples of Master Zhuang for the national teacher, although they call the national teacher a teacher, but nominally they are not real disciples.

Decades since this national teacher became Longchuan City, there is only one person in the entire imperial capital who can worship him as a teacher, his name is Xiang Yun, and he is the pride of the entire Xiang family and the legend of the younger generation. It can be seen from this that the national teacher accepts apprentices is a strict matter, her grandfather once accidentally mentioned that if she can worship the national teacher Luo Wushuang as a true teacher, then even if she is a daughter, she may not be able to become the prince of the Xiang family, or the future king of the Xiang family.

Xiang Xuan reacted, and was so frightened that he took two steps back, with a panicked look: "Master Guoshi, you said that you want to accept me as a disciple, and it's not the kind that is named, it's a personal disciple?"

Luo Wushuang seemed to be quite satisfied with Xiang Xuan's reaction, where could his eyesight be compared to Xiang Ming, who had opened the door for a short time, and with just a glance, Luo Wushuang had already seen the stretch of immortal luck behind Xiang Xuan, as well as the top-level golden branches and jade leaves.

It's just that for some reason, such a genius was in Longchuan City, and Luo Wushuang didn't notice it at all.

He remembered the kind of aura that suddenly came from the Hengshen Mountain Range in the north today, and he had a few speculations in his heart, but he didn't deduce it in detail, if Xiang Xuan was willing to be his apprentice, then the Dao system of his own immortal path might be inherited, and then he would spend more effort to deduce the immortal path for Xiang Xuan.

"How? Are you willing?" Luo Wushuang's vision is so high, being able to accept a disciple on the immortal path is something that ordinary people can't imagine.

However, this time he was still disappointed after all, Xiang Xuan pursed his lips tightly and lowered his head without saying a word.

Luo Wushuang was a little puzzled: "What? Are you unwilling?"

Master Zhuang on the other side was already so anxious that his eyes were red, but seeing that he was going to witness Luo Guoshi accepting disciples again, how could this girl be born so unknowingly, if it was replaced by Longchuan City, or even the entire Chu State, anyone who encountered such an opportunity would have to bow down to this master a long time ago.

Xiang Xuan shook his head slightly, but there was not too much regret on his face: "Master Guoshi, you are a little late, I have already worshipped a master not long ago." ”

"Have you already worshipped the master?" Luo Wu was stunned again, but he didn't expect this: "I don't know which gentleman you worship?" As far as I know, your Xiang family doesn't seem to have an immortal master. But after saying this, Luo Wushuang patted his forehead gently, even he had just sensed Xiang Xuan's talent for cultivating immortals, how could the Xiang family's group of martial artists who focused on martial arts be aware of Xiang Xuan.

Xiang Xuan shook his head: "I don't know either." ”

"Presumptuous, bold Xiang Xuan, how dare you tease Mr. Yu!" Master Zhuang blew his beard and raised his hand to reprimand. new

Xiang Xuan shrugged his shoulders: "I really don't know, I haven't seen it yet, my uncle said that my master will come to Longchuan City in a few days, he will accept me for my master first, and when the master arrives, he will pay another big gift." ”

"Xiang Ming?" Luo Wushuang turned his head to look out of the hall, and at this moment Xiang Ming was still waiting for Xiang Xuan to come out of the courtyard.

Xiang Ming, who came back this time, really brought many unexpected accidents to Luo Wushuang, accepting disciples for others, it seems that Xiang Ming discovered Xiang Xuan earlier than anyone else, but how could he have such eyesight, or supernatural powers.

"Since there is no great apprenticeship, it is not a real apprenticeship, you can think about it again. Master Zhuang advocated on the side, after all, the husband of his own family is rarely able to look down on any younger generation, if he looks down on it and does not accept it, it will undoubtedly be a pity.

Xiang Xuan shook his head firmly, raised his voice and said: "No! The Xiang family admonishes, and the promise is repeated! Since I have already responded to this matter and accepted the master's token, then I can't turn my back on the master no matter what, otherwise I, Xiang Xuan, will be the descendant of the Xiang family in vain!"

Xiang Xuan's words made the face of this old master, who taught others loyalty, etiquette, wisdom and faithfulness, redden.

The little girl's words were sharp and decisive, which made Luo Wushuang feel a little pity, such a heart is really rare.

The entire Xiang family received exactly the same family training, but how many people could implement it like this, if it was under the same environment, Luo Wushuang would almost be certain that any child of the Xiang family would desperately turn their backs on the ancestor and join him Luo Wushuang's disciple instead.

It can be seen that Xiang Xuan's character is commendable.

"You just said that you accepted your master's token, I wonder if you can show it to me?" Although Luo Wushuang had roughly calculated who Xiang Ming was the disciple for, he was still a little curious, the style of these young people was very different from that generation when they were young.

Xiang Xuan hesitated slightly, but still nodded: "I'll just give you a look, and you'll have to pay me back after you've seen it." ”

Luo Wushuang laughed, very happy, such a childlike innocence had not been seen in his courtyard for many years.

Xiang Xuan carefully lifted his small coat, untied a small bag from his underwear, and then carefully handed it to Luo Wushuang.

Luo Wushuang stared at it, the weaving of cloud brocade, the auspicious edge of the cloud pattern, and it was also dotted with some symbols that others could not see. He stretched out a hand to take the bag, but when his fingers were less than an inch away from the bag, Luo Wushuang's hand suddenly stopped, and then a bead of sweat the size of a soybean fell on his forehead.

"Hmm, Master Guoshi, what's wrong with you?" Xiang Xuan looked at Luo Wushuang, who suddenly stopped moving, with some curiosity.

Luo Wushuang withdrew his hand and shook his head: "It's okay, I just thought that this is a token given to you by your master, and others can take it at will, it's not good." As he spoke, he quietly wiped away his sweat beads, it was really dangerous just now, and he almost caught the Tao of a certain master.

"Okay, you go back first, tell your uncle that your body is fine, just let him rest assured. Tomorrow morning, if you have free time, you can come with him to my house. ”