In front of the grass house,

Zhang Ziyi clasped his hands, looked at the three Mo Jue who were struggling to climb the mountain below with interest, and shouted:

"Stinky boys, hurry up!

The three of them naturally heard Zhang Ziyi's shout, but none of them replied.

Because this trail is exactly the same as on Daoyuan Mountain, the mountain-like pressure makes them unable to reply even if they want to.

After a few sticks of incense, the three of them finally helped each other to the grass house.

Qin Dang gasped and complained to Zhang Ziyi, "Old man, why didn't you remind us?"

Zhang Ziyi smiled: "It's boring to remind you, okay, come in." ”

As he spoke, he opened the door of the cottage and walked in.

The three of them followed him into the cottage.

It's rudimentary.

This was the first thought of the trio after they went in.

In the whole cottage, there was only one table with an incense burner, a dilapidated futon in front of the table was placed on the ground haphazardly, and a portrait hung on the wall, facing the three of them, and the faces of the people painted on it were blurred because of their age.

Other than that, there is nothing.

A cool breeze blew in through the cracks in the grass hut, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Seeing this, Qin Dang asked Zhang Ziyi, "Old man, how long has it been since this place has been cleaned?"

After Zhang Ziyi came in, he seemed to be a different person, and his face was serious.

After hearing Qin Dang's words, he turned around and shouted, "Don't be presumptuous in front of the patriarch!"

Qin Dang was taken aback by Zhang Ziyi's words, he couldn't understand why Zhang Ziyi was still disrespectful to the old just now, but now he became so serious.

Mo Jue patted Qin Dang's shoulder and motioned to the other party to stop talking.

Fan Wenxuan hadn't spoken since the moment he came to Sword Peak, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After Zhang Ziyi finished speaking, he took out a few sticks of incense and lit them, and then respectfully inserted them on the incense burner. Mouth said:

"The patriarch is above, Zhang Ziyi, a disciple of the Sword Palace, came to see him, and he wants to recruit disciples today, and I hope the patriarch will agree. ”

After that, Zhang Ziyi knelt on the futon, his eyes closed, and he looked pious.

Seeing this, Mo Jue thought that there was something unusual about the portrait, and nervously held his breath and waited for the next change.

After a while, Zhang Ziyi stood up, turned his head to a few people, and said, "Why don't you quickly kneel down and meet the ancestor of my Sword Palace?"

When Mo Jue and the others heard this, they could only slowly kneel on the ground and pretend to bow towards the portrait.

Seeing this, Zhang Ziyi nodded with satisfaction and asked, "My Sword Palace has been inherited for thousands of years, and when I come here, it is already the eighth generation." Let me ask you, wait, why do you cultivate?"

"Revenge. ”

The first one to answer was Fan Wenxuan, and after answering concisely, he shut up again, followed by Fan Wenxuan, who replied to Qin Dang, he thought about it and said:

"I don't know, I just want to help Brother Xuan. ”

After the two of them finished answering, Mo Jue frowned, still thinking about how to answer.

After a while, Mo Jue slowly spoke: "For longevity, and for the longevity of the old people in the family." ”

It was exactly the same as what he said to the white-clothed immortal at the beginning, but he didn't have the firmness he had at that time.

Zhang Ziyi listened to the answers of several people, hesitated for a moment, and said to Fan Wenxuan: "Boy, you have no relationship with my Sword Palace, please go back." ”

As soon as these words came out, Mo Jue and Qin Dang were stunned, Fan Wenxuan got up angrily and said angrily: "Stinky old man, are you fooling me?"

The cold light flashed, the long knife came out of its sheath, Fan Wenxuan pointed at Zhang Ziyi with the knife, and his eyes rose with anger.

Zhang Ziyi didn't care, sighed, and said quietly:

"Young people, don't be impulsive. You are born with a fierce appearance, and the acquired day after tomorrow is stained with too much blood, which does not match my Sword Palace. In other words, you are naturally suitable for playing with swords, and my Sword Palace is naturally a swordsman, so let's calm down first. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Ziyi waved his hand, and Fan Wenxuan flew out upside down.

"Brother Xuan!"

Qin Dang shouted, wanting to get up and chase after him, but he was pressed in place by the aura released by Zhang Ziyi, unable to move, and could only look at Zhang Ziyi with hatred.

"Qin Dang, it's okay, the Cloud Sword Sect is a decent family, and it won't hurt Wen Xuan if you think about it. ”

On the side, Mo Jue persuaded him, seemingly persuading Qin Dang, but in fact, he was also saying it to Zhang Ziyi.

Zhang Ziyi saw Mo Jue's careful thoughts, and said, "Boy, you don't have to threaten me, I don't care about what to do to this kid." Besides, I don't care about the reputation of the Cloud Sword Sect. ”

Mo Jue was choked by Zhang Ziyi's words, opened his mouth, and finally did not continue.

Ignoring the reactions of the two Mo Jue, Zhang Ziyi continued: "Since you have knelt down with the ancestor, the two of you will be the ninth generation disciples of the Sword Palace from now on. When you enter my Sword Palace, you should hold a three-foot long sword in your hand, and take it as your responsibility to protect the people in the world, do you know?"

As he spoke, Zhang Ziyi waved out an aura and blocked Qin Dang's mouth, making the other party speechless, glanced at Qin Dang meaningfully, and said:

"I don't have many rules in the Sword Palace, only three. 1. Do not kill each other, 2. Do not do evil, and 3: Do not kill innocents indiscriminately. Now there are two official disciples in Wujian Palace, one registered disciple, and there is still room in the courtyard on the mountainside, so you two can choose one. ”

Saying that, Zhang Ziyi withdrew the aura that suppressed Qin Dang: "I don't pay attention to those false etiquette, as long as you wait for me to call me a master, it will be considered a courtesy." ”

Qin Dang didn't speak, got up and walked outside.

Mo Jue hesitated for a moment, then bowed his hand to Zhang Ziyi, and also stood up and walked out of the cottage.

As soon as he walked out of the cottage, he saw Fan Wenxuan hanging his head and kneeling in front of the door.

"Brother Xuan......"

Qin Dang called out and stepped forward to help Fan Wenxuan up, but his strength was too small.

Mo Jue walked up to Fan Wenxuan and asked in a low voice, "Is it worth it?"

Fan Wenxuan raised his head, looked at Mo Jue seriously, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Help me." ”

Zhang Ziyi stood at the door of the grass house, watching this scene in silence.

Mo Jue and Qin Dang had intentions, he knew it, but he didn't expect Fan Wenxuan to be so persistent.

Qin Dang couldn't help Fan Wenxuan, he was a little anxious, and said:

"Brother Xuan, we have worked hard to come here, but we have been teased by this old man like this, and you still treat him like this, I don't understand!

Fan Wenxuan pretended not to hear Qin Dang's words, but his eyes lit up because he saw Zhang Ziyi's figure.

Respectfully kowtowing to the other party, Fan Wenxuan said loudly: "Please also ask the seniors to accept me as an apprentice and pass on my immortality." ”

Zhang Ziyi was stunned, he always felt that this scene was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Just when he was stunned, Mo Jue slowly knelt on the ground and said to Zhang Ziyi: "Please also ask the seniors to accept him as an apprentice!"

Mo Jue knelt down, Qin Dang was stunned: "Mo Jue, you can't ...... it"

Then Qin Dang gritted his teeth, pounced, knelt down, and said, "Please also ask the seniors to accept Brother Xuan as an apprentice, otherwise I will ...... I'm not going to get up!"

In order to show his firmness, Qin Dang also put his head deep on the ground.

Zhang Ziyi was only stunned for a moment, and Mo Jue and Qin Dang both knelt down towards him.

He was the only one standing on the top of the entire peak, and if he was replaced with a portrait, an incense burner would be placed in front of him, and a tribute would be ......

Zhang Ziyi felt a chill in his heart, and quickly threw this idea out of his mind.

"He really has nothing to do with my Sword Palace, and if he really wants to teach me, he can't teach me. An embryo who practices swordsmanship, I teach swordsmanship, isn't this misleading people's children?"

Zhang Ziyi looked at the three people who knelt on the ground in front of him, and there was nothing he could do, so he could only say helplessly.

The three of them were silent and did not answer, but just looked at Zhang Ziyi firmly.

Seeing that the three of them had no intention of retreating, Zhang Ziyi exhaled a long breath and compromised:

"Get up, get up, it's impossible for a formal disciple, but a registered disciple can?"

Fan Wenxuan's joy flashed: "The disciple thanked the master." ”

Zhang Ziyi nodded, which was considered an agreement, and then looked at Mo Jue and the others, and asked, "What about you?"

Mo Jue and Qin Dang glanced at each other, and responded in unison: "Disciple has thanked the master." ”

"Don't you stand up yet? Do you like to kneel?"

Zhang Ziyi deliberately put on a straight face and said to the three of them, but the joy in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

After the three of them stood up, Zhang Ziyi led the three of them down the mountain.

On the mountainside, Juan lay flat on a branch, staring blankly at the sky, and muttered:

"I don't know if that kid succeeded, that's how I succeeded in apprenticeship......

Just as he was thinking wildly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Ziyi walking down the mountain with the three of them.

Hu Anping hurriedly jumped down from the tree and leaned against the tree, looking bored.