"A group of stinky boys, they don't give any time to rest, don't you know that the old man is easy to get sleepy when he is old?"

Fir smiled and said, "Then how can it be, isn't there still the last junior brother who hasn't moved in, senior brother, why should you finish it." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"How did the old man know that there was another person? It had been half an hour since the last boy was brought over. The thin old man pursed his lips, and said while bending down to grope for something in the counter, "In the end, I still can't rely on my uncle, and I haven't sent the information of the disciples who have passed the test yet, otherwise the old man wouldn't have taken a nap in advance." ”

When it came to the elders, Fir didn't dare to joke anymore, and when he heard this, he just touched his chin and didn't answer.

"Okay, found it. ”

After a while, the thin old man straightened up slowly, put a light blue jade slip on the counter, glanced at Fang Nan and said, "Cultivate your name to stay in the bottom row, and you can go to a room to live in." ”

Fang Nan subconsciously glanced sideways at the fir, and after seeing the other party smiling and bowing his head, he raised the jade slip and pasted it on his forehead.

The cold feeling penetrated into the muscles and bones, Fang Nan gently closed his eyes, and a wisp of divine sense poked out, immersed in the jade slip.

After half a cup of tea, he opened his eyes, handed over the jade jian, nodded and said, "Senior Brother Yuan, it's done." ”

The thin old man took the jade slip, put it on his forehead, and after sweeping his senses, he said "um", waved his hand at the fir and said, "Take him to find a room, don't come and disturb me." ”

Fir smiled bitterly in response, and after signaling to Fang Nan with his gaze, the two of them walked out of the gate one after the other and turned to the right.

Looking at the front hall that had become deserted again, the thin old man stretched his waist, sat down slowly, held up the old book, and leaned against it, as if he wanted to read it.

Not far away is a large bamboo forest, the dim light penetrates through the door, the dust is flying, clearly visible, the breeze sweeps through the bamboo forest, the bamboo shadow is swaying, but there is a different sense of comfort and leisure.

After a while, there was a slight snoring in the attic.

......

"Squeak", the old wooden door was pushed open by a pair of powerful hands, fir patted the dust on his hands, looked at the cobwebs in the corner of the wall, and couldn't help frowning.

Glancing at Fang Nan, who was calm behind him, he scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "Senior Brother Fang, do you want to change another room?"

"Forget it, no need, the same is true of the previous one, and the other estimates are not much better. Fang Nan shook his head and looked up and down: "It's almost enough to go down with a dust purification technique, anyway, you only need to stay for one night, so you don't have to worry too much." ”

"Haha, Senior Brother Fang is really true temperament. ”

Fir breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly remembered something, and hesitated for a moment before arriving, "By the way, you shouldn't pay too much attention to Senior Brother Yuan's attitude just now, he has experienced a lot of ups and downs over the years, and he has always been like this since he got old, and it is not aimed at you." ”

Fang Nan was dumbfounded for a while, and said with a slight smile: "Senior Brother is too worried, Senior Brother Yuan is just a routine, he is just a beginner disciple, this attitude is already very good." ”

Fir nodded, and after giving some instructions, he turned around and left under Fang Nan's hand-off.

Closing the wooden door, Fang Nan turned around and looked at the dilapidated and simple house, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

With a spell in his hand, a milky white halo spilled out from his fingertips and spread across the walls, and the cobwebs and thick dust in the corners gradually faded away under the cover of white light.

After half a pillar of incense, the room had become a lot cleaner, although it was still simple, Fang Nan obviously didn't care about this.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Fang Nan let out a long breath, his mind gradually settled down, and his eyes flickered slightly when he recalled everything that happened today.

Until now, except for a slight calmness, he behaved like a casual cultivator who had just joined the sect with great expectations, and there was nothing special about it, so he should be able to cultivate peacefully in the Yuqing Sect in the following years.

As for whether his identity is a formal disciple or a foreign affairs disciple, it doesn't matter at all, the reason why he wants to worship the sect is just to find a place full of spiritual energy to improve his cultivation with peace of mind.

At the same time, in the sect, he was able to systematically learn various basic spells and cultivation experiences, which could greatly make up for the shortcomings left by his previous solo exploration, and eradicate many hidden dangers for his future foundation building road.

That's all he needs, the so-called formal disciples, compared with the foreign affairs disciples, are only a little more in the allocation of daily resources, and the rest of the disciples who are just starting out may be quite concerned, but for Fang Nan, who is far richer than ordinary casual cultivation, the impact is not very big.

As long as he can successfully build a foundation, his status in the Yuqing Sect will naturally rise, and who cares about his previous identity?

However, the only thing that worried Fang Nan was that the mundane affairs assigned to the foreign affairs disciples of the Yuqing Sect seemed to be a bit heavier, and he didn't want to spend too much time because of this, so that his realm ascension speed would be greatly slowed down.

"Forget it, so far, you can only take one step at a time. ”

After pondering for a while, Fang Nan looked at the empty room, sighed softly, and then didn't think about it anymore, his eyes closed, and he was concentrated.

It didn't take long for the afterglow of the setting sun to disappear completely between the mountains, and the night slowly fell, and the moonlight was faint, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness.

......

The morning light was still faint, and a distant bell rang in front of the Cangsong Pavilion of the Red Flame Peak.

Above the sky, the sound of breaking the air was loud, and several rays of light of different colors came from all directions, and stopped on the stone platform in front of the main hall one after another, the brilliance faded, and the figures inside greeted each other and walked into the main hall together.

A moment later, a blue-robed disciple walked up the mountain path on the side with a cold face, and behind him were seven new cultivators.

Walking at the end of the team, Fang Nan's eyes swept back and forth with the few people in front of him, and then he looked at the majestic palace not far away, and there was a faint strange color in his eyes, with a thoughtful look.

Among this group of disciples, there are not only four foreign affairs disciples, including himself, but also the three who have become official disciples with good spiritual root qualifications before, and the irony is that the two groups of people before and after are obviously senior brothers who entered at the same time, not only are they not close to each other, but they have opened up a little distance, and they look faintly estranged.

The blue-robed disciple who led the way was not a fir, but the leading young man who replied to the gray-robed monk's words yesterday, and his face had been serious since he woke them up and gathered them together early in the morning, and he didn't say a word about these new juniors.

When he was still a few zhang away from the stone platform, another Qi Refining disciple in a blue robe stepped out of the door, and after nodding to the leading youth, he led Fang Nan and his party into the Cangsong Pavilion.