The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

Xuan Yuran finally asked this question. This question had been lingering in his mind for a whole day.

Tang Yixien really didn't know how to answer for a moment.

The corners of his beautiful eyes lowered slightly as he looked towards the table and spoke in a low voice.

"Because you look good in red."

......

Xuan Yuran looked down at his bright red embroidered gown.

So this is why Master did this.

He actually doesn't like red, it's too bright and eye-catching.

These were the clothes his tribe members had prepared for him, probably just to mock him.

Tang Yixien looked at Xuan Yuran's expression and actually believed his nonsense.

She is as pure as a college student.

Tang Yixien's eyes turned slightly at this time, and his gaze fell on the wood carving on the table.

This is the gift that Xuan Yuran intends to give to his master as his disciple.

He reached out and picked it up, waving the red tassel of the wooden carving in front of his eyes and said,

"This little chicken is pretty, chubby and cute."

......

He saw Xuan Yu's stiff expression through the "chicken" shaking in his hand, turned back to look at the chicken, and immediately reacted.

"Oh, this phoenix... this phoenix is ​​quite beautiful."

"Really? Master, do you like it?"

Xuan Yuran's expression suddenly brightened, and his deep brown eyes sparkled like stars, like a child.

"Yeah." Tang Yixien nodded.

"If Master doesn't mind, I'll give it to you. Just consider it a gift for your apprenticeship."

"Okay, I'll take it, thank you."

Tang Yixin felt that he liked this gift of becoming a disciple.

"Okay, you should go to bed early too. You have to get up early for morning training tomorrow."

It was not until Tang Yixuan's figure disappeared into the night that Xuan Yuran's heartbeat gradually calmed down.

He lay on the bed that his master had prepared for him and slowly fell asleep in a daze.

He hadn't fallen asleep so quickly in a long time.

In the early morning, the chirping of birds outside the window sounded like they were quarreling.

Tang Yixien was in a daze, half asleep and half awake.

Dang Dang Dang!

There was a knock on the door, followed by a perfunctory voice.

"Master, are you awake? I'm coming in."

It was the voice of the servant A Shui.

The person who usually served the original owner Tang Yixien.

Without waiting for Tang Yixien to answer, A Shui pushed the door open and walked into the house.

He casually placed the wash basin on the shelf, some water splashed out, and he yawned several times with a lazy look on his face, muttering lazily,

"Young Master, wash your face."

It seems that he is used to being perfunctory in his daily life.

At this time, Tang Yixien had already stood up and sat beside the bed.

He had been in the book for a few days, and only today did he see the housekeeper of this villa.

Tang Yixin still remembers the scene when he came back in the dark that night.

These days he has been instructing the servants to take care of things.

Tang Yixian pulled his coat closer, glanced at Ah Shui, and said in a cold voice,

"Where have you been these past few days? No one even lit a candle at night. If someone didn't know, they would think the steward of Bilingyuan had died."

Hearing the word "the butler is dead" made Ah Shui shudder all over and immediately become alert. He had never heard the eldest master speak so harshly.

He rolled his eyes and quickly regained his usual expression, saying slickly,

"My relative is sick these days, so I've been out of the yard to take care of him. What? No candles at night? Just wait and see how I deal with these ignorant maids."

Tang Yixien knew that these were all excuses and that he had gone out to gamble.

"Three hundred scepters, accept your punishment!"

Ah Shui was startled, his eyes widened, and he immediately shouted,

"Young Master, you wouldn't be so concerned about such a small matter, would you? Hasn't it always been like this before?"

Ah Shuiping was used to being lazy and arrogant. He stuck his neck out and looked fearless.

"What? This isn't enough punishment for you, is it? Are the pills and silver you stole from the box under your bed enough?"

Ah Shui's face turned pale immediately after hearing this.

In the Tang family, it is a serious crime for a servant to steal.

"My Lord, I know I was wrong and I am willing to accept the punishment."

Ah Shui had no choice but to bow his head and admit his mistake with anger on his face.

"Five hundred scepters, take your punishment."

Tang Yixien said coldly.

Ah Shui's face suddenly became extremely ugly. After saluting, he shook his sleeves and walked out.

Tang Yixin punished A Shui, and the other servants also restrained themselves and became more responsible.

The mountain where Tang Yixin lives is called Biling Peak.

In front of the window of the main house where he lived, there was a slightly dilapidated pavilion. The vermilion varnish on the pillars was mottled, revealing the original wood color, which had a kind of broken beauty.

The pavilion was large enough to accommodate three long tables. The legs of the tables were even, but they were also in tatters.

At this time, Tang Yixin's three disciples were standing in front of the long table, waiting for the morning training to begin.

This was also the first morning practice for the three disciples after they entered the sect.

The poison in Sheng Qingye's body had not been completely eliminated yet. With two dark circles under his eyes, he forced himself to straighten his back and stared at Tang Yixin, like a little animal staring at its prey that had not been caught.

Jin Xiaoxiao looked lazy and absent-minded, her eyes fixed on the broken table in front of him.

He was a mysophobe and was using his water-based spiritual power to clean the dust off the table.

I saw a small stream of clear water flowing left and right on the table.

The most energetic one was the little phoenix with a pure face, looking at Tang Yixin with focused eyes.

The three young men standing together are really pleasing to the eye.

Tang Yixian stood opposite the three of them, his cold and awe-inspiring aura resembling that of a master. He said in a low voice,

"Today is your first day of morning practice. According to the rules, you will also be ranked according to your seniority today."

Originally, the seniority of the apprentices was determined according to the order of their entry.

Whoever becomes the disciple first will be the eldest brother, and so on.

It was just a coincidence that three people entered at the same time.

The three of them immediately collected their thoughts and looked intently at their master.

In the world of cultivation, the seniority of disciples is extremely important. The eldest brother has absolute authority and is also a symbol of status.

Sheng Qingye was originally very confident that he could be the eldest senior brother, but his poison had not yet been cured, and his cultivation was only 30% left. He said in an urgent tone,

"Master, in a few days, how about we three have a sparring match to see who's better?"

"Hey, don't. Why wait a few days? Let's do it today." Jin Xiaoxiao next to him opened the fan in his hand and said with a wry smile.

Little Phoenix was quiet, just watching silently from the side. He was the youngest and had nothing to fight for.

Today, he is still wearing a bright red suit, dazzling and eye-catching.

Tang Yixian raised his bright eyes slightly, and said in a clear and moist tone,

"Discussion damages the harmony among fellow disciples. We adopt a credit system."

All three of them fell silent at once.

"Credit system, I've never heard of it, but it's interesting." Jin Xiaoxiao muttered, he actually became interested, he liked these interesting things the most, the various toys he collected on a daily basis were also strange and weird.

Tang Yixian continued,

"Everyone is scored based on a 100-point system. If you break the rules, you'll lose points. If you do well, you'll naturally get extra points. After six months, the seniority will be ranked based on the scores."

"Master, I object. Credits should be awarded based on your cultivation level."

Sheng Qingye, who has always been competitive, naturally disagreed. He could obviously become the eldest senior brother based on his cultivation.

"Opposition is useless. You can just give up and become my junior apprentice brother." Tang Yi said enviously.