The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

After landing, Baihe turned around and picked up Yumian's collar, and put the person on the ground in the same way.

Yu Mian staggered to his feet and thanked Bai He behind him, "Thanks, Dabai! Wait for me here after class!"

The white crane nodded, spread its wings and flew away. It also needed to practice.

This is a platform excavated from Wenxian Mountain. The ground is not paved with bricks or stones, but is soft sandy, with one or two weeds waving in the wind occasionally.

Disciples were making emergency landings one after another around them.

Some mounts were quite aggressive and would throw people down from a height of two or three meters with a swing of their bodies. The disciple would habitually roll twice on the ground to relieve the force.

Then he turned around and scolded, "Isn't it just that I owe you two spiritual fruits? Why are you so stingy?"

Before he could finish his curse, a "airborne bomb" landed on his head, and the culprit spread his wings and flew away quickly.

He was left alone there, helpless and furious, and pulled out a few grass seedlings that had grown with great difficulty in the sandy soil.

Yu Mian just watched with his peripheral vision, thinking to himself, it seems that studying in this sect will definitely not be boring in the future.

She lowered her head and found that the badge on her waist was glowing slightly. She turned it over and saw a simple map with the words "Ask the Immortal Mountain for Guidance" written on it.

Yu Mian's eyes lit up and he held the badge in front of him. The novel was 20% plot and 80% flesh, with not many details. He didn't expect that this disciple's badge would be so exquisite and have such a function.

She followed the instructions and came to a thatched hut. It was a thatched hut with a thatched roof and a slightly tilted wooden frame covered with old moss.

Yu Mian entered the thatched cottage and found that a curtain separated the inner and outer spaces. The interior was spacious and bright, with simple and elegant furnishings, incense burners and sandalwood tables, green pines on the table, and mountains and rivers on the walls. Every detail was elegant.

On the long Luohan couch, a young man with a beautiful beard was leaning on a square pillow, seemingly appreciating a book. He had an elegant and free-spirited figure, his hair was casually tied up, and a green silk ribbon hung down his back.

"Hello, I have just joined the mountain sect, and the badge on my waist guided me here." Yu Mian spoke carefully and stood where he was obediently.

The young man was not surprised to hear the voice. He waved his wide sleeves and a ray of light shot towards Yu Mian's waist badge.

Then, his originally relaxed body stiffened, and he moved his eyes half an inch away from the book, looking with his eyes open, as if he was looking at some strange monkey, "Are you the disciple of Uncle Huaici?"

Uncle Huaici?

Yu Mian realized that this person was calling his master by his Taoist name “Huai Ci”.

Pooh!

This woman is "compassionate", so she is "Tathagata"!

But why does this title sound so familiar? Where have I heard it before?

This kind of Taoist name, which sounds quite decent, solemn and pleasant, must have appeared in novels.

She nodded blankly, clasped her fists and saluted, saying: "My master is the master of Yufu Mountain."

The young man cast a look of wishing Yu Mian well, then closed the book, sat up straight on the Arhat chair, his loose robe hanging down, looking carefree.

"Since you are Uncle Huaici's disciple, you should take all six lessons!" His clear voice uttered words as cold as the dead of winter.

Yu Mian split open on the spot!

She remembered the six basic courses: alchemy, weapon forging, formation, talisman, beast control, and divination. Obviously, the other disciples only needed to choose three courses, so why did she have to take all six? !

"No...can't I choose three subjects?" Yu Mian asked.

Qingxuzi stroked the beard on his chin and said with a smile: "Master Huaici is the most talented and versatile master of the Delusion Immortal Sect. As her disciple, are you sure you don't want to practice?"

His eyes fell on Yu Mian, clearly hinting at something.

Yu Mian understood. If she didn't learn, her master might look down on her...

Judging from the crazy behavior of this despicable woman, he probably thinks he is not good enough and might turn her into food.

"study!"

If you don’t die from learning, then learn until you die!

Anyway, she had a lot of lessons to learn and could stay in Wenxian Mountain longer. Thinking of this, she felt much better.

Yu Mian raised his determined eyes, and then received a small dark yellow cloth bag thrown to him. There was a Bagua formation diagram engraved on it. It was so heavy in his hand that he almost couldn't hold it.

Oh my god, what's in here?

She opened a corner of the bag, and inside was a stack of books, a small compass, a cinnabar brush, an inkstone, and yellow paper...

"You haven't drawn the Qi into your body yet, so use this cloth bag temporarily. After you draw the Qi into your body, you can send the spiritual energy into the formation on the bag and turn it into the size of a storage bag." The young man showed Yu Mian the small drawstring bag the size of a rice dumpling in his hand. The pattern on it was a scaled-down version of the Bagua formation diagram.

She looked at the bag and realized that it contained a storage-related formation.

She lifted the drawstring at the mouth of the bag, tied it into a shoulder bag style, slung it across her back, and saluted towards Qingxuzi, "Thank you, Senior Brother. I don't know what to call you, Senior Brother."

"Alas, it's not worth mentioning. I'm just a hundred or two hundred years older than you. I'm taking advantage of you for calling me senior brother. My Taoist name is Qingxuzi." His eyes were bright and his aura was full and sharp. He looked completely different from an ordinary person.

Yu Mian thanked him. If it weren’t for the man’s kindness, he might have only chosen three subjects.

"I should thank you for your advice, brother. I am new to the mountain and don't know my master's past history. I am afraid that I am serving him incorrectly. I hope you can tell me something." This is the first kind-hearted person she has met since she came to this place. She has to find out more about this worthless woman.

Xiaolian is not a human being, she is a paper doll.

Seeing his junior sister's curious look, Qingxuzi coughed lightly, and after setting up several layers of formations and restrictions outside the thatched cottage, he dared to reveal a few things: "Well, don't look at my uncle's appearance, she is the most likely cultivator to ascend to heaven in the next ten thousand years according to the legend of the Delusion Immortal Sect!"

"Later, due to some things, I was young and didn't understand it very well. If you want to know, you can go to the library to see if you can find some clues." Qingxuzi's gossiping heart is inextinguishable, and he respects Shengqing very much.

He entered the mountain gate because the village was destroyed by wild beasts. After the Wangxian Sect came to deal with it, they found that he was alone and helpless, so they took him back because he had good qualifications.

Later one day, he was rolled up by a roll of silk during class. His uncle took him back to his ruined home and tore the wild beasts to pieces in front of him. Blood rain fell on Qingshan Village, and every inch of blood rain brought moisture to the village.

That place was given new life. Eighty years ago, Qingxuzi returned home to end his last earthly ties with the place. He saw the small village in his memory slowly thriving again.

And because the soil is fertile and it is located near mountains and rivers, the villagers live a rich and happy life.

Only then did he let go of the last breath of worldly air, turned around and went into the mountains, becoming a senior brother in the thatched cottage at Wenxian Mountain.

Therefore, Qingxuzi has always admired his uncle over the years, and also wanted to know what exactly happened back then.

Yu Mian's mouth twitched when he heard this. She?

The number one cultivator of the righteous path?

Is her ears damaged? How could she have auditory hallucinations to this extent?

Seeing Yu Mian's disbelieving expression, Qingxuzi stopped talking, put away the restriction and pointed to the door, "It's almost noon, the basic talisman class is about to begin, please go ahead, Junior Sister."

After Yu Mian left, Qingxuzi stroked his beard again, looked at the door with mysterious eyes, then curled back into the Arhat chair and picked up his "Wangxian Sect Bagua Book".