Xiang Ming naturally thought of his teacher, in his opinion, there was nothing in this world that this national teacher did not know, especially this kind of secret secret, which was definitely not something that people in his side could guess.

Xiang Ming had obtained a bag by chance, and it was mentioned that he should choose a disciple for Meng Juntong who could inherit the Immortal Dao, and the bone root must be a top-notch golden branch and jade leaf, preferably to the level of an innate half-immortal. There is a hint that this move can turn a catastrophe for Meng Juntong in the future.

Xiang Ming has read the tips, and he is naturally prepared for this matter, which is related to Meng Juntong's life and death, how can he not care. This is why he was so excited when he saw Xiang Xuan.

Xiang Ming is a martial arts cultivator, naturally he doesn't know how to read the cultivator's root bone qualifications, fortunately, there is also a light green pill along with the bag, and the bag explains that this pill will lie in Xiang Ming's body after taking it, if you see someone with the best talent in cultivating immortals, it will automatically open the Dao Gate Heavenly Eye for Xiang Ming, which is why Xiang Ming was able to see her golden branches and jade leaves when he saw Xiang Xuan.

Xiang Xuan has not yet shown her head and feet in the family, and there are naturally not many people who will pay attention to her like this. And the Xiang family is all intensive in martial arts, and no one would have thought that there would be such a good seedling of the Immortal Dao with top qualifications in the clan, otherwise I am afraid that King Xiang would have to take Xiang Xuan to his side and personally support his growth.

No matter how strong the martial artist is, he is a great master like King Xiang. It will be able to support the Xiang family's 100-year prosperity, and the warrior will eventually die, and there is still an end to life. Only the immortals who have truly stepped on the Immortal Bridge are the pillars of heaven one by one.

Xiang Xuan's matter, Xiang Ming did not tell anyone, even if it was the ninth uncle, Xiang Ming never mentioned it to him, but just proposed to let Xiang Xuan come to his house every day to read books for three hours. Taking this opportunity to sharpen Xiang Xuan's out-of-the-box temperament, it can also be regarded as paving the way for Meng Juntong to train his apprentices in the future.

Xiang Ming took Xiang Zheng to the front of the National Teacher's Mansion by car, Mr. Zhuang was looking at the road at the door with his hands crossed, and when he saw Xiang Ming going and returning, he couldn't help but have some doubts.

"Why are you back again?" Master Zhuang glanced at Xiao Xiang Xuan, who poked his head out of the car, and was slightly puzzled, Xiang Ming not only came back by himself, but also brought a little girl over.

Seeing Xiang Xuan, Master Zhuang's eyes were slightly condensed, he was a Confucian disciple, and he was considered a cultivator who had entered the world, he could see at a glance that Xiang Xuan's body was looming with immortal aura, and he was really a good cultivation embryo.

"Master Zhuang, I want to see the teacher. Xiang Ming picked up Xiang Xuan with one hand, Xiang Xuan had already stopped struggling, and shrank back obediently, allowing Xiang Ming to hold one hand steadily.

Master Zhuang frowned, but still motioned for Xiang Ming to wait at the door for a while, and he went into the mansion to report to Luo Wushuang.

Soon, Master Zhuang came out of the house: "Mr. let her in." Master Zhuang pointed to Xiang Xuan in Xiang Ming's hand.

Xiang Ming was slightly stunned, and then said, "Teacher, maybe I will enter the mansion?" Xiang Ming was not so arrogant that he felt that after entering the Taishi Mansion several times, he had the qualifications to sit on an equal footing with the teacher like his brother. Every time he came to the National Teacher's Mansion, he would not enter the mansion until he got the master's answer.

Luo Wushuang pointed out that Xiang Xuan was allowed to enter the mansion, and Xiang Ming knew that he could not enter the mansion.

"Mr. Zhuang, Xiao Xuan is still young, and I don't understand what happened, please report to the teacher again, let me enter the house, and explain on her behalf," Xiang Ming asked respectfully and sincerely.

Master Zhuang's face was solemn, his hands were crossed behind his back, and he made the gesture of admonishing his disciples on weekdays: "What does Mr. say." You don't need to think about what you do. ”

"Come, come with me to the sir. Master Zhuang stretched out his hand towards Xiang Xuan.

Xiang Xuan shrank behind Xiang Ming like a frightened rabbit: "Uncle, didn't you say that you won't hand me over to Master Zhuang in the Iron Mask......!

"Presumptuous," Master Zhuang was called Master Zhuang by Xiang Xuan, in fact, many peers in the city said this in private, not to mention that the face of Wei Xuanyuan really looked like an iron face. Master Zhuang stretched out his hand again: "Follow me into the house!"

Xiang Xuan showed Xiang Ming a look for help, and a pair of big watery eyes seemed to be dripping water at any time.

Xiang Ming squatted down in front of Xiang Xuan and gently helped her wipe away the tears that were about to fall: "Uncle is waiting for you at the door, the one inside is Uncle's teacher, he won't embarrass you." Master Zhuang is also a good person, but he is a little more fierce, Xiaoxuan should not be afraid. ”

Xiang Xuan hugged Xiang Ming tightly: "Uncle, you can't lie to me, I'll go in and have a pillar of incense, oh no, half a pillar of incense, half a pillar of incense If I don't come out yet, you have to remember to come in and save me." ”

This Nizi really regarded the National Teacher's Mansion as a tiger's den in Longtan, and the look of life and death parting before entering the door, looking at Master Zhuang's face full of black lines. In the end, Xiang Xuan was not willing to take the old master's hand.

Watching Xiang Xuan walk into the mansion, Master Zhuang glanced at Xiang Ming: "You are all so afraid of me?"

Xiang Ming smiled when he heard this, where did he dare to pick up this stubble, and hurriedly made a big gift of respecting the master in a standard Confucian manner.

Master Zhuang snorted lightly, and then followed Xiang Xuan into the door.

Xiang Ming was very curious, whether the master had already calculated that he had brought Xiang Xuan to him, or if he had already seen some signs in the dark.

Xiang Xuan was taken to the study where Luo Wushuang was, saying that it was a study, this was simply a book pavilion, almost three feet high from the bottom to the top, full of regular bookshelves, and the top was full of books.

As soon as you walk here, the room is full of strong green bamboo aroma, most of the classics here are bamboo carvings, and you rarely see silk calligraphy and ink.

"So many books!" Xiang Xuan is also a big one, as soon as he entered the room, he was immediately attracted by the vast sea of books around him, and his previous fear and fear were swept away.

A Confucian appearance, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, looking very young, but it was a man with white hair, who came to Xiang Xuan's side with a smile: "What, you like to read very much, right?"

This knowledge fell on Xiang Xuan's ears, as if he had heard some great spell, and subconsciously covered his head: "Don't mention reading, my head is almost big." ”

Master Zhuang on the side was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him when he heard this, but Luo Wushuang was here, he didn't dare to attack.

Luo Wushuang didn't care, but his eyes had already been fixed on the dream mark at the center of Xiang Xuan's eyebrows that was gradually fading and was about to disappear.