The lark laughed at her and realized it, "Now the entire Zixia Mountain, big and small, is going crazy, Nanhuai Immortal Venerable wants to accept a female apprentice, I'm afraid that you, the party, are the last to know." ”

Jiumu suddenly seemed to fall into a maze, puzzled, I was only locked up for half a day, what happened in this world?

Skylark continued, "At first glance, I heard that Nanhuai Xianzun wanted to accept apprentices, and I felt that this matter was quite fresh, this Nanhuai Xianzun only accepted eight disciples in 20,000 years, and threatened to no longer accept in vain in the near future, and I didn't want to make an exception this year to accept another apprentice, who should I be so lucky? ”

Jiumu listened to the lark's praise and criticism, and knew that its expression was faint just now, and it had already been excited and frightened.

Kugi asked, "How do you know?" ”

Skylark: "According to what one of my birds said, your uncle Bailong begged Nanhuai Xianzun to accept you as an apprentice in Qingfeng Pavilion, Nanhuai Xianzun did not agree, so he moved out of Yunshan Grandma to take it, do you know that your grandmother and Nanhuai Xianzun's master Taiyi Zhenren have a little friendship, and in the battle of Changgu that year, Grandma Zu exchanged her life for the unification of the three realms, and the heavenly monarch respected her bravery, so how could Nanhuai Xianzun refuse? Ten spread hundreds, opened the floodgates to release floods, and in less than two hours, this news flooded the entire Zixia Mountain like a torrent flood. ”

After hearing this, Jiumu suddenly woke up, and only then did he know the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that my uncle was not the master he found for me because he listened to the corner.

It turned out that my uncle had already planned to find a master for himself, and Nanhuai Xianzun, the master, was also begged by my uncle to move out of my grandmother.

Uncle's house, always like this, obviously thinking about everything for himself, bothering and laborious, but the cloud on his mouth is light and light, and the small bridge flows gently like flowing water.

Jiumu was inexplicable, and his heart was sour.

is also a little depressed, never thought that he was forced by his uncle to Nanhuai Xianzun as an apprentice, not his old man's will.

The lark looked at Kugi as if he had been deceived by the whole world, and was silent, and for a moment threw its vulture and parrot aside, and chattered at Kugi,??" Jiumu, you were locked up in this cage and stayed at home, I don't know that now you are in this Zixia Mountain, and you have become a mysterious figure in an instant, and you will definitely be targeted by Bai'er and eighty pairs of eyes as soon as you go out, so you have to pay attention to your words and deeds......"

"If you stand invisible, hanging like before, you won't just lose your uncle's face......

"You are the apprentice of Nanhuai Immortal Venerable, you are attentive to everything, and you must be strict in every word, don't let the people of the heavenly realm look down on you......"

......

Let it chirp and Jiumu half a sentence is not in his ears.

This master is not easy to come by, whether it is picked up by asking for it, or it is also exchanged for it by his uncle's good intentions, so how can he live up to it?

After thinking about it, Jiumu looked at the lark with a serious face, "Skylark, apprenticeship in the afternoon, you can go with me." ”

"Good. ”

Apprenticeship is a big deal, growing up with her, of course, to witness this special moment together, the canary lark readily agreed without saying a word.

......

......

The afternoon sun shone through the branches and leaves on the roof, and a few restless rays of light jumped into the depths of the corridor, reflecting and refracting the two moving figures.

The two figures walked through the corridor, stepped on the sheep intestine path, passed by the small bamboo forest, and where they passed, the residual heat did not decrease, and the murmur continued.

"Look, the one next to the White Dragon Patriarch is his eldest niece, that is, the newly accepted female disciple of the Nanhuai Immortals. ”

"It's okay to be so lucky, to look like this, God is really unfair sometimes. ”

"Huh?" the whispering Xian'e suddenly wondered, "The little boy who was pulled by the ears of the White Dragon Patriarch and ran around the street this morning is quite similar to this new female apprentice. ”

"Is it?" Another Xian'e looked carefully, and the person had gradually moved away, "Sister, the little boy in the morning was full of pickled slag, and it didn't match this delicate girl in pink clothes at all." ”

"Maybe I'm wrong......"

Jiumu traveled all the way, and there were ears, eyes and mouthpieces in all directions, and the chirp fluttered in the wind.

I can't help but sigh,

"It turns out that the gods also gossip. ”

Walking to the door of Qingfeng Pavilion, the two protégés had already bowed and greeted each other.

Jiumu suddenly stopped, and pulled the corner of his uncle's clothes to sprout a hint of comfort, "Uncle, Nanhuai Immortal Venerable has a good temperament?"

Bai Long stroked his short beard and smiled, "Unexpectedly, Jiu'er also has people who are afraid, very good, in this world, there is finally someone who can cure you." ”

The bird that landed on his shoulder laughed secretly, and did not dare to say more in front of the white dragon, so he swallowed the exclamation back into his stomach.

Jiumu also secretly counted, uncle, I don't know how to comfort my mood, forget it, and gloat like this.

is really the uncle of the pit baby.

But it's no wonder that he was teased by him, but he was not as nervous as he was just now, so he tidied up his clothes and followed his uncle closely.

The two protégés opened the door of the pavilion, and the two and one bird entered on their own.

Crossing the threshold, I saw Wushuang in a blue shirt and a smiling face, and the gauze with white flowers wrapped tightly on his forehead seemed to have been replaced, leaving only a regular strip of white yarn around his head, like a white forehead, reflecting him more handsome and graceful.

Wushuang respectfully saluted, "Patriarch of the White Dragon, Miss Jiumu, Xiaoxian has been here for a long time under the orders of the master. ”

The white dragon returned the salute, "The unequaled son is polite." ”

"The two of you, please go to the cabinet with Xiaoxian, the master is already waiting. ”

After a few thorough ceremonies, the afterglow swept towards Jiumu, and the two thin lips smiled slightly, like a spring breeze.

In an instant, she turned into her own little sister, and there were really surprises everywhere in this world.

Jiumu was also full of joy, he couldn't imagine that the mortal brother had become a mortal brother, and the joy and surging in his heart were like a long river flowing endlessly.

There is a saying that silence is better than sound here.

The mortal brother walked in front to lead the way, and Jiu Mu's heart was more steady, and the nervous aura just now had been swept away.

Wushuang stopped at the cabinet curtain and announced, only to hear an old and dark voice answer from inside.

Originally, he was not nervous, but when he heard this muffled and dull voice, Jiumu was a little worried, and without thinking about it, he walked in with his mortal brother and uncle.

Wushuang bowed: "Master, Wushuang has brought someone to you." ”

Bailong bowed again: "Immortal Venerable, this is my niece Jiumu Yunxiang, and there will be Lao Xianzun to teach carefully in the future." ”

After finishing speaking, he took Jiumu, "Come, Jiu'er, hurry up and meet your master." ”

Jiumu lowered his head and took a step forward, raised his head cowardly, on the corner of the desk, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, tea cup and teapot, a pot of orchids, white clothes wrapped in clouds and clouds, white flowers and beards and chests, holding a pu fan, the corners of the mouth rose slightly, the slightest wrinkles crawled all over the cheeks under the slender eyebrows, and the head was full of white frost.

This scene is familiar.

Jiumu seemed to be blinded by this white flower, his eyes closed, he opened it again, and exclaimed, "Old, old man, why are you here? Why don't you stay in the library and guard the door, what are you doing here?"