The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

April twenty-seven.

On this day, something else happened.

Lingsu said, pavilion master, the newly recruited disciples have passed the assessment and formally joined my Jiange. All the disciples and elders are waiting in the main hall.

According to the rules of the Jiange, every new student is a named disciple, recorded in the name of a senior uncle, elder or even the pavilion master with high qualifications and profound cultivation base.After registering, in addition to learning basic exercises and sword moves, most of them took the initiative to learn martial arts from the master's line of name registering. In the future, they may become personal disciples and be taught by the master.

——There are also some disciples who don't want to have a personal master, but realize the Tao by themselves. That's another matter.

Today is the day when the disciples are assigned to the named master, which is called the "Introduction Ceremony". Most of the disciples have already selected the master to follow in the three-year assessment, so the ceremony is not long, it is just a formality.

When Lin Shu came to the main hall, the elders sat at the head of the main hall, and the new disciples stood neatly in the main hall, with several senior brothers and sisters leading them beside them.

Seeing Lin Shu coming, the disciples all saluted and said, "Greetings, Pavilion Master."

The six elders greeted with smiles.

Perhaps it was because of his young age, although these elders treated him with respect to the Pavilion Master, more of it was kindness and concern.

After Lin Shu took his seat in the main central seat, the entrance ceremony began.There is no red tape, just the disciple explaining his knowledge of kendo, and his understanding of martial arts in the past three years. If a master wants to take it into his sect, he will ask a few specific questions, and then it will be accepted as a matter of course.

Some of these disciples are peerless geniuses that special elders have found in the world, and some are children who forcibly kowtow step by step, climb up nine thousand steps, and have a firm mind far beyond ordinary people. The disciples that people want.

Lin Shu watched silently from above as the disciples entered their respective divisions.

In his previous life, probably the Jiange had fallen, and he had never performed such a formal apprenticeship ceremony.

But my old man, although his swordsmanship is mediocre, is indeed a good and competent master.

At that time, the main hall was more dilapidated than it is now, and the hall was also very deserted. In the dead of night, when people meditated and enlightened in the main hall, they could hear the sound of their own heartbeats.

The ups and downs of the world are the same, the fairy gates like Jiange will gradually disappear and decline, let alone the bustling world under the mountain.

A moment of silence brought him back to his senses, and he saw a young disciple standing upright in the center of the hall.

This boy has good facial features, but he won't leave a deep impression on others. Lin Shu only felt familiar. After thinking about it, he remembered that this was the one he saw climbing the long steps on the way back to the Jiange three years ago. Boy in sackcloth.

Originally, after explaining his understanding of the way of the sword, the master would ask questions, and he was accepted as a disciple.

But no one asked him questions.

He just stood in the center like that, lowered his head slightly, with a slightly uneasy expression on his face.

Needle dropping could be heard in the hall, and after a long time, an elder asked, "Why do you learn swords?"

The boy said: "I... have nowhere to go."

The elder sighed softly.

Lin Shu knew the reason for sighing.

In Jiange, there are many reasons to learn sword.

You can learn the sword for the sake of Taoism, you can learn the sword for the sake of martial arts, and you can learn the sword simply for the sake of the sword.

But I can't, because I have no way to learn swords.

In other words, when you first entered the Jiange, you could learn the sword because you had nowhere to go, but after holding the sword for three years, it would be a bit inappropriate to say that again.

——The elders don’t like people who learn the sword today because they have nowhere to go, but in the future will abandon the sword because they have a way to go.

The elder sighed, almost giving up on this disciple.

The hall was empty, only this fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, he bit his lips slightly, revealing a bit of embarrassment and panic in the eyes of everyone.

For some reason, this embarrassment and panic touched some of Lin Shu's memories in the void, and at this moment when his mind moved slightly, he met the eyes of this young man.

It was still such a pure burning yearning, exactly the same as when climbing the nine thousand steps.

He heard himself asking, "Why is there nowhere to go?"

The tone of the boy's mouth was a little more unstable than when he was facing the elder, and he said, "Back to Pavilion Master, I... had no relatives or friends, and I didn't have anything to do. I didn't want to live, but I just wanted to come to Jiange... to try. Later... ..."

He paused, then lowered his head: "I was on the steps back then, and I couldn't hold on any longer, but you, Pavilion Master... took a look at me and... nodded to me, and I thought, if in the future, I also Being able to become someone like the Pavilion Master..."

When he said this, his voice gradually lowered, and it took a while for him to return to normal: "I don't want to go anywhere else."

After hearing this, the disciples moved a little, all of them were looking at him, which made him lower his head even more.

Lin Shu didn't expect that he accidentally planted willows at the beginning, but made this disciple who shouldn't be in the Jiange go to the Jiange.

Since then, the young man didn't want to go anywhere else, which was also his fault.

He then said, "You stay."

The disciple opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and then his voice trembled: "Thank you, Master!"

Lin Shu was at a loss for a moment, thinking that one day he would be called Master.

This was originally a mistake, but he thought to himself that in his previous life he did not serve his master until he died, and he always regretted it. Taking in an apprentice today and fulfilling the responsibility of being a master can be regarded as repayment for karma.

Lingsu led the young man down until the end of the ceremony, when Lin Shu went to practice the sword, and then finished the practice, and brought him up again at night.

The teenager was a little embarrassed.

Lin Shu was just doing business and asked, "What's your name?"

The boy seemed a little embarrassed, and said, "Gourd."

Lin Shu paused.

My old man's Taoist name is Calabash Taoist.

Is there really some destiny in the world of karma?

But after thinking about it, names in the mortal world are always very random, such as Li Jimao and Li Yamao brothers, and there must be many people called "Hulu", maybe it's just a coincidence.

But the name gourd is indecent after all, so it needs to be renamed.

Jiange has a generation for 20 years, this generation is lower than Yun Lan's, and starts with "Qing".

Lin Shudao: "Your name is Qing Lu."

Qinglu's eyes lit up, and he said, "Thank you, Master, for giving me the name."

Lin Shu looked past him and looked out the window.

Today is the twenty-seventh day of the fourth month, which is the day the great witch said.

He looked into the vast night sky, trying to find some moths, but failed, feeling like he was being tricked by a big witch.

Qing Lu asked: "Master?"

Lingsu said softly: "The pavilion master often has a time to meditate and realize the Tao, so don't bother him."

Qing Lu: "Oh..."

At this moment, the Qisu in the south, where Suzaku was located, suddenly became brighter.