Chapter 212: The Strong Are Respected [Ask for Recommendation]

"Thank you, scholar. Xiao Qian smiled softly, and the voice came out of the jade pendant and came to Ning Caichen's ears alone.

Ning Caichen shook his head imperceptibly, he had not yet cultivated his divine thoughts, and he could not transmit the voice in front of so many strong people, so he had to answer her words by shaking his head: Between them, there is no need to say thank you.

"Well, it's your school house anyway, and it's up to you to decide what you want to name. The white-clothed bachelor wrote down the name of the mountain peak and said, "What about the palace, what name are you going to choose?"

Ning Caichen looked around at everyone and said softly: "The palace is called the Immortal King Palace, so as to set a lofty goal for yourself." ”

The white-clothed bachelor opened his mouth, wanting to remind him that the name might be too arrogant. However, when he saw the indifferent look on Ning Caichen's face, he extinguished his mind of reminding.

The name of a palace is just that, if it weren't for someone who was looking for faults, he wouldn't have made a fuss about it. What's more, it's not a bad thing for young people to sharpen a little more.

He thought so in his heart, but he didn't expect that the names that several people gave to their peaks and palaces after that also showed the heroism of the young man. For example, Mubai's peak is Yunhe Peak, which doesn't sound atmospheric. But his palace was named the Divine Sword Palace, and he was arrogant, and I don't know if it was influenced by Ning Caichen.

After Mu Bai, the hoarfrost is not left behind. The mountain peak is called Xuanbing, and the palace is known as the god of war. I don't know, I thought it was the name of an ancient god's dwelling.

Wang Shi's heart is pure, he doesn't have much sense and comprehension of this world, and he casually named his mountain peak as the Cutting Star, and the palace is known as the King of Swords, which caused the corners of the white-clothed bachelor's mouth to twitch, and he couldn't understand why this year's students were so public. There is no intention of hiding a low-key at all.

Fortunately, the last two, Jinyun and Bai He, gave their mountain and palace names a little more subtlely. The former is Shuiyun Peak, Haoyue Palace. The latter is pure yang peak, true yang hall. They all sound more pleasing to the ear, not as exaggerated as the previous ones.

After choosing the peak. The white-clothed scholar spoke: "More than 3,000 white-clothed scholars are known as saint disciples, but they can only listen to the holy words when the saint is preaching. On weekdays, most of them are self-taught, as well as scholars. If you think that a bachelor is highly educated, you can also worship him as a teacher, and judge his seniority. ”

Since the white-clothed scholar is a disciple of a saint, even if he is a false name, he is on the same level as a bachelor. After worshipping the bachelor as a teacher, how can you face the saint?" Ning Caichen couldn't help but speak.

"Saints are treated equally. Whether it is eighteen great Confucians, one hundred and eight scholars, 1,200 bachelors, and more than 3,000 white-clothed scholars, they are all his disciples. And the division of these lists is not based on generation, but according to strength. When the white-clothed Xiushi in the congenital stage successfully entered the Dao and entered the Qi refining period. He automatically became a living scholar, and his rank was equal to that of the previous scholar. The relationship between the two will change from teacher and student to classmate. Therefore, under the saints, the generations are often changing, which is self-evident. Of course, the only thing that doesn't become is mutual friendship. ”

"Seniority is judged by strength. It turns out that the strong are also respected in the school. Bohe muttered softly.

The white-clothed bachelor glanced at him and said, "In this world, where is there a place where strength is not respected? The school has today's status, not by lip service, but by real strength. If you are not strong, it is not bad if you are not bullied, let alone get any status. ”

"Taught. Bai He arched his hand and said.

The white-clothed bachelor bowed his head and said, "After determining your peak, my task is also completed." Go back to the mountain each of you, and don't slack off in your cultivation in the future. ”

After saying a word, without waiting for the seven to reply, he turned around and left the place, flying in the direction of the holy mountain.

His future school house was in front of him, and the rest of the people had no idea of contacting their feelings, so they said goodbye one after another and walked to their own peaks.

Coming to the foot of Qiannu Peak and looking up at the majestic peak, Ning Caichen suddenly understood why most of the monks did not want to mingle in the world.

There is a way of cultivation, immortality is in sight, towering mountains and rivers, for my dojo. The density of heaven and earth aura in the mundane world is much worse than that in the immortal sect with the great array of gathering spirits. And the palace in it is not necessarily comparable to the luxury in the fairy gate.

There is a palace on Qiannu Peak, carved beams and painted buildings, touching gold and silver, very delicate and beautiful.

Xiao Qian liked this place very much, as soon as the sun set, she flew out of the jade pendant, and pulled Ning Caichen to turn around all the palaces, her face full of joy: "Scholar, this place will be our home in the cultivation world in the future, right?"

The word 'home' in her words made Ning Caichen slightly stunned, stroked her soft and long black hair, and said, "Yes, this is our home in the future." ”

Xiao Qian let go of his hand and looked around the palace: "When I came, I saw that there was a market in the mountains, but I don't know if there is a night market, if there is, we can go around and buy some things to decorate the palace by the way." ”

Ning Caichen grabbed her waist and walked out with her: "Then let's go and have a look, if not, it's a walk." ”

The two of them had just left the palace, and before they could go down the mountain, a familiar figure came from a distance and landed in front of them: "Caichen, uh......"

Seeing the girl Ning Caichen holding, the people who came looked stunned.

"This is my fellow Daoist, Nie Xiaoqian. Ning Caichen was generous and introduced the girl next to Li Yuantong. Then he turned his head and said to Xiao Qian: "Senior Brother Li Yuantong, you should know each other, so you don't need me to introduce you, right?"

Xiao Qian smiled slightly, and saluted Li Yuantong: "Nie Xiaoqian has seen Senior Brother Yuantong. ”

Li Yuantong woke up suddenly, glanced at Xiao Qian deeply, and found that although she was a ghost, she did not have a little gloomy atmosphere, but was holy and bright, and was surprised for a while: "No need to be polite." Xiao Qian, have you cultivated to become a ghost immortal, or do you have a unique chance? Why do you make me feel like I have seen the sacred?"

Xiao Qian stood up straight and said with a smile: "Originally, I still had a yin ghost aura in my body, but fortunately, I worshipped the Master and learned a treasure book of the Immortal Scriptures, so I became what I am today." ”

Li Yuantong bowed his head and hesitated: "To be able to achieve such an effect in your realm, this immortal scripture must be extraordinary." I don't know if I can take the liberty of asking, Xiaoqian, who are you learning from?"

"I'm sorry. Xiao Qian bowed slightly and said, "The situation of the family teacher is a little special, and it is inconvenient to expose her name. ”

Li Yuantong waved his hand and smiled: "Then forget it, it's just a little curiosity in my heart...... Let's get down to business, do you know why I'm here this time?"

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