Chapter 126 True Disciple
Although this girl had a high status, she was still a child of elves and ghosts. Wang Xuan was curious about her identity. In his eyes, she was clearly a little girl with no accomplishments, but he did not say much at this time.

He Laoliu respected Yue Yi, but also felt an inexplicable regret in his heart. He seemed to see another figure in her.

There were many people in the auditorium, and people from all factions came. They all stood aside and did not say a word about the girl's playfulness. Not to mention scolding her, they did not even complain about wasting their time.

In the auditorium, a handsome middle-aged man walked out slowly. He looked like an ordinary person, with no signs of cultivation and a calm aura.

"Yiyi, don't delay Xiao He's work."

He waved his hand, and the little girl ran back happily. The middle-aged man picked her up and put her on his shoulders.

"I told you I have something important to do today, but you insisted on coming. I really can't persuade you." Hong Xuanji spoke with doting.

The little girl Yiyi grabbed his hair and snorted, "You want to leave me at home again. It's meaningless. I want to go out and play. You promised me before that you would take me down the mountain to play, but you lied to me again."

The little girl spoke without any stumbling, and was extremely fluent. She was full of spiritual energy, and anyone who saw her could tell that she was a good candidate for spiritual practice.

Hong Xuanji took a deep breath, as if he was hurt by her pulling his hair, but he still said in a gentle voice: "Aren't you busy these days? Master is so busy that his feet are almost restless. Can you please let go? Look, everyone is looking at me. How can I still save face like this?"

The little girl seemed to have won, and said in a sweet voice: "I don't care, I want to eat three lollipops before I let go, no less!"

Hong Xuanji frowned and said worriedly, "But eating too many lollipops will cause tooth decay, which will be very painful and will cause your teeth to fall out. If you lose your beautiful teeth, you will become ugly.

Well, later I will take you to see the phoenix, a large bird with particularly beautiful feathers. Didn’t you say you wanted to see it?"

Hong Xuanji spent a lot of effort to appease the little girl and promised her many conditions.

Wang Xuan was extremely curious. This handsome middle-aged uncle doted on the little girl named Yiyi too much. Even the father probably wouldn't have such patience towards his own daughter.

"Greetings, Master." He Fang greeted him with his disciples, bowing and speaking with an extremely respectful attitude.

This Hong Xuanji is none other than the head of Xianwu Mountain, in charge of the entire Xianwu Mountain. In terms of identity, he is Wuxian's direct disciple, and in terms of strength, he can be among the top three in Xianwu Mountain.

"I'm sorry to have wasted your time. Please come in." Hong Xuanji said with a smile. He has a good temper and is not harsh in dealing with people.

Wang Xuan and his party followed He Fang into the extremely solemn and dignified hall. Even the little girl Yue Yi couldn't help but quiet down.

Right in front of the hall is a huge portrait. The person in the portrait is standing with his back to the sky, and there are endless galaxies in front and behind him. His standing figure seems eternal, immortal and indestructible, like the ruler of the world.

Wang Xuan had contemplated the "Wuxiantu" and knew that this was the founder of Xianwu Mountain, one of the immortals of the mother planet - Wuxian.

What followed was a series of etiquette for paying homage to a disciple. It was extremely complicated and took more than an hour to complete. I served tea, kowtowed, and met all the senior brothers and sisters, as well as the people from various sects.

"Let's pay tribute to the ancestor." Hong Xuanji said.

Wang Xuan bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, and gave a thousand-word blessing. Only then did Hong Xuanji pick up the pen and write the word "Wu" on his forehead. With a touch of the pen tip, a prepared oil lamp was lit.

This lamp is called the Longevity Lamp, also known as the Soul Lamp. It will only go out after the disciple dies. At the same time, it monitors the breath of life. If the disciple is in danger of life, the lamp will flicker.

"Book here!"

After Hong Xuanji finished speaking, someone respectfully held up a tray and presented a jade book on it.

Every true disciple must go through the process of paying homage to the master, and being included in the book is even more important, just like the "genealogy" of ancient clans. Only when your name is written on it can you be considered a true descendant.

This is a kind of inheritance, and also the basis for the origins of the names of each lineage. As Xianwu Mountain grows, the matter of being included in the book is extremely important.

"Once you enter Xianwu Mountain, you must respect our sect rules, abide by our mountain laws, and protect our sect for the rest of your life. You cannot turn back until you die." Hong Xuanji wrote down the words "Seventh, Wang Xuan" under He Fang's name. At this moment, Wang Xuan felt a heavy breath descending from the sky and blending into his luck. Part of his own luck also flew out and merged with the luck in the sky.

Overall, his luck seems to have increased by 20%, which is the manifestation of the mountain gate's support in terms of luck.

"The ceremony is over."

After Hong Xuanji presided over the apprenticeship ceremony, he left with the girl Yue Yi in his arms. The beautiful girl was a little noisy, but she was always very happy.

"Let's go! Let's go see the beautiful big birds." Miss Yiyi's laughter floated away.

"Master." Wang Xuan greeted He Fang. This was the first time he saluted after officially becoming a disciple.

He Laoliu smiled and said, "Since you have entered my sect and become a true disciple, we are now family."

Once you enter the mountain gate, you will be a member of this mountain gate for the rest of your life. Even if you make a mistake and are expelled from the mountain gate, it is impossible for you to be accepted by other sects in the future. This is to ensure that the inheritance is clear and orderly.

A strict teacher is like a father, and this relationship will last a lifetime. Basically, the master treats his apprentice no differently than he treats his own children.

He Fang is indeed very prestigious. Even the eldest brother of a generation of disciples, Hong Xuanji, the current head of Xianwu Mountain, has come, not to mention the people from other lineages.

There are not many true disciples who can enjoy such treatment.

Wang Xuan saw with his own eyes that the heads of one lineage after another presented gifts to their master He Fang, congratulating him on the birth of his beloved disciple. It was an extremely lively occasion.

That afternoon, He Fangshan held another celebratory banquet. Although no one from the first generation came, many peers from the second generation came, and some disciples who were unable to come also came to visit.

Amid all the commotion, Wang Xuan was busy remembering people. Zhou Wu would explain the relationships between the various families to him from time to time to avoid making a fool of himself.

If you are out and about and meet a fellow disciple from Xianwu Mountain, but you don't recognize him or know which branch or peak he is from, that would be extremely embarrassing.

An entire afternoon passed in this way, and the nine masters and apprentices of the He Fang lineage held a family dinner in the evening. There was no complicated etiquette or social interaction, it was plain and simple.

Master He Fang, seven disciples and Wang Xuan's sister-in-law Fairy Qingfeng, with so many people, it can be said that the family has expanded.

The family dinner came to an end only when Wang Xuan had toasted several times and was a little tipsy from the wine.

The three senior brothers are busy on weekdays, so there may not be many opportunities to see them in the future. It goes without saying that the fourth senior sister Lin Xiyue likes quietness and stays in the mountains for a long time without going out.

I’m afraid the only people I can meet often are my master He Fang, my fifth senior brother Zhou Wu, and my sixth senior brother Chen Qingniu.

"Seventh Brother, the gifts we prepared for you are all placed in your Black and White Mountain. Remember to go and see them." Second Brother Hou Zaohua reminded.

After everyone dispersed, Wang Xuan followed He Fang and walked up to the top of the mountain step by step. The stars above his head were shining brightly, reflecting the rolling sea of ​​clouds.

The strong wind blew the clothes of the two men. He Fang sat on the top of the mountain. Wang Xuan knelt down to greet him, and then sat cross-legged in front of him.

He knew that his master He Fang was going to teach him the cultivation techniques of Xianwu Mountain. The inheritance was precious, especially for a top-notch mountain like Xianwu Mountain.

Even with his state of mind, he couldn't help but feel a little upset.

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