When Qin Xiuzi and Zhang Weimin walked into Mu Chen's bedroom, Mu Chen was chatting with Fu Yiyou with a smile, and they didn't know that someone had come in.

Suddenly there were a few coughs, and Fu Yi saw Qin Xiuzi at this time, and quickly got up to put away his expression, and stood aside to wait.

"Master, you're here!"

Qin Xiuzi snorted coldly and stepped in with his back hand.

Mu Chen saw that Qin Xiuzi was wearing a bun today, wearing a flat Nanhua scarf, the top bun was pinned with a bamboo hairpin, and he was wearing a cyan robe, white cloth socks and boat-shaped cloud shoes, which made him feel more detached and fluttering.

He also wanted to get up and salute, and was helped by Zhang Weimin in the middle of the stumbling, Mu Chen whispered thanks, but Zhang Weimin was a little embarrassed.

This is naturally because he drank and made a mistake that day, and almost let Mu Chen die under the claws of the demon beast, for which he also swore that he would not drink for three months, even if he went down the mountain, even if he met with his best friend, even if the two talked happily, he would never drink!

Qin Xiuzi looked at Mu Chen with the same concern, sat on the edge of the bed, was afraid for a while, and glared at Fu Yi fiercely.

"Mu Chen, your injuries haven't healed, you don't need to get up. ”

"Don't worry, I have severely punished Fu Yi, this stubborn man, he dared to take you into the Phantom Bamboo Forest, fortunately, Wei Min arrived in time, otherwise it would cause a big disaster!"

Qin Xiuzi's voice was suddenly stern, and Mu Chen looked at Fu Yi in surprise, but saw him squeezing his eyebrows behind him, and secretly made a silent action.

Only then did Mu Chen know that Fu Yi didn't tell anyone that he had gone down the mountain without permission and had strayed into the Phantom Bamboo Forest, but instead took all the blame on himself, even if Qin Xiuzi severely punished him.

He was even more grateful to Fu Yi, but he didn't know how to express his apologies other than thanks.

Qin Xiuzi didn't know what Fu Yi was doing behind him, and continued to sigh.

"Although the two of you worked together to repel the demon lynx, due to Wei Min's negligence, the evil beast escaped. ”

"The lynx is sensitive and resentful, and you burned it with fire that night, and injured its left eye, so it is hard to guarantee that it will not seek revenge from you in the future, and it is really a disaster. ”

Mu Chen didn't care about this, he even hoped that the demon lynx would take the initiative to come to him, and not go outside to cause trouble and save more trouble.

"It's okay, if that monster dares to come, I will kill it again....."

Without waiting for Mu Chen to finish speaking, Qin Xiuzi pulled Mu Chen over and hugged him tightly, as if he was afraid of losing him, just like the Wu clan who would never come back.

Mu Chen's heart suddenly rose a strange emotion, in addition to his parents, no elder has ever hugged him like this, although this shoulder is not broad, but it brings Mu Chen a different kind of solidity and peace of mind.

He was stunned, and his eyes were a little ruddy.

......

In the remaining days, Mu Chen recuperated in the bamboo hut with peace of mind, and Fu Yi and the senior brothers of the Bamboo Sword Hall also came to visit from time to time, and Mu Chen quickly became familiar with the environment and mingled with the senior brothers.

It was another morning, Mu Chen opened the door after freshening up, and the fresh fragrance of bamboo leaves was brought into the room by the wind.

He stood at the door and looked out, and there were several mountains in the distance, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, all covered with bamboo, layer after layer, as if they were all submerged by the sea of bamboo.

When the wind blows, there are dark waves on the bamboo sea, and wave after wave pushes wave after wave, until it swells far away.

Mu Chen couldn't imagine how deep this tender cyan and dark green bamboo sea was, just looking at the ups and downs of the bamboo waves and its momentum, he knew that it was unfathomable.

"Senior Brother Mu, you woke up very early today, is the injury really fine?"

Zhang Weimin, who had a slender body, walked out of the room and greeted Mu Chen cordially when he saw him.

Except for Fu Yi, Qin Xiuzi still only told others that Mu Chen was the son of Orion under the mountain, and there was a sudden change in his family, and he was the newly accepted apprentice who went down the mountain this time, and these senior brothers didn't know that he still had secrets hidden in him.

"Senior Brother Wei Min, I'm fine. ”

Mu Chen answered.

"That's very good, Senior Brother Mu, Master has been waiting for many days, you come with me to see him, and I'll tell you about our Bamboo Sword Hall on the way." ”

Mu Chen nodded and followed behind Zhang Weimin, and Zhang Weimin took him out.

"You also know that there are a total of seventy-two sects on our continent, led by the four major sects of the Donglai Sect, the Purple Cloud Peak, the Phantom Sword Alliance, and the Cold Ice Pavilion, which are guarding the Divine Continent together. ”

"Each of the seventy-two sects has its own characteristics, and the people who govern one side of the land are not disturbed by evil spirits and demon beasts and fierce beasts. ”

"Our Bamboo Sword Sect is mainly responsible for the mountains, hills and pelvic plateaus in the southwest inland area of the Shenzhou Land, and has jurisdiction over 28 villages in three counties and one county, with a total of more than 274,000 people. ”

"Of course, among the seventy-two sects of this scale, it is considered small. ”

Zhang Weimin didn't seem to remember that night after getting drunk, he told Mu Chen about the rules of accepting disciples, and he talked about it in more detail, and Mu Chen also had a more intuitive understanding of the scale of the Bamboo Sword Hall.

Cultivators are one in a thousand, and according to the proportion, among these 270,000 people, the Bamboo Sword Hall can only find twenty-seven disciples who are suitable for cultivation, not counting the manpower that may be lost by killing fierce beasts.

If Qin Xiuzi's generation can receive more than a dozen new disciples, they can be regarded as the predecessors of the Bamboo Sword Sect who have accumulated virtue and done good.

"Now our Bamboo Sword Sect counts you, there are only twelve disciples, Fu Yi is ranked eleventh, and I am ranked seventh. ”

"In Master Qin Xiuzi's generation, we have a total of sixteen uncles and uncles, but these seniors suffered heavy casualties in the previous eradication activities against the two fierce beasts, and now only Master Qin Xiuzi and Junior Uncle Xuan Qingzi remain. ”

Zhang Weimin's mood was unconsciously low when he talked about it, and Mu Chen fully understood what Fu Yi's words in the forest that day represented.

Fighting disasters is not child's play.

It was at this moment that they finally arrived at the meditation hall.

There were two chairs in front of the meditation hall, but only Qin Xiuzi was sitting on the chair drinking tea, and the muffled voice came, but it was Fu Yi who was standing by the wall and reciting the precepts.

Zhang Weimin walked quickly to the front of the hall and saluted.

"Master, I brought Senior Brother Mu here. ”

Qin Xiuzi nodded and sat upright, Fu Yi hurriedly ran to Mu Chen's side and patted Mu Chen on the shoulder excitedly.

"Great, you have finally become my real junior disciple, then I will no longer be the youngest disciple of the Bamboo Sword Hall!"

"Little junior brother, don't hurry up and kneel down and kowtow to the teacher!"

Mu Chen knelt down in front of Qin Xiuzi, knock, knock, knock three times in a row, loud and loud, as if he had sworn something.

"Master is above, bow to the apprentice!"

He looked up, and there was already a red mark on his forehead.

Seeing his resolute gaze, Qin Xiuzi knew that he was still thinking about the Wu clan, and his heart was unbearable and painful, so he hurriedly waved his hand and got up to say something.

"In the dark, the right path blesses our generation. ”

"The mother of the earth is generous, and the virtue is carried to feed our people. ”

"Mu Chen, in the future, since you are the thirty-seventh generation disciple of my Bamboo Sword Hall, you must remember that the ancestors gave me glory, the common people gave me great responsibility, and my generation cultivated the Tao, and did not forget the original intention!"

"Today's clear oath, heaven and earth are the proof!"

"My ancestors and my teacher, the experience is here!"