The entire ceremony of taking disciples, which is the best in the world of monks, is actually very boring. Most of the time I spend listening to blessings and gift lists from various sects.

According to convention, the procedures for the enrollment ceremony of monks with high status such as the lord of the mansion are complicated and complicated. They can exhaust people to death after a whole day. Fortunately, Yang didn't like to go on the selves. If he followed the traditional process, Xiaobao might not be able to stand up from the ground when he was dark.

On the viewing platform, after Yang rang the bell, he slowly walked to Xiaobao, with his right palm facing down and stroking it on Xiaobao's head.

This is the ritual of stroking the head. The so-called immortals care about my head, and they will teach them to be immortal. When stroking the head, they will teach them all their abilities.

This was an extremely ancient and solemn etiquette, which made the monks amazed again.

"Imitation Xiaobao, today, in front of the heaven, in front of the thick soil, and in front of the countless people, I ask you, would you like to worship my teacher Yang and close your disciple for me!"

Yang's voice was like thunder, and his skills were as mysterious as him, causing the void to rumble and shake.

"I do!" Fun Xiaobao looked up and looked at Yang with firm eyes. His voice was tender but confident, echoing Yang's voice.

"Okay! Then you can give me tea!"

As soon as Yang finished speaking, Tan Qianmu respectfully brought a tea tray with a teapot and two tea cups on it. He lifted the teapot and gently poured the tea into the tea cup. After filling the tea cups, Xiaobao took the tea tray, walked slowly forward, and came to Yang.

At this moment, Yang also had a satisfied smile in his eyes. He raised the teacup and drank it all in one go, and then carefully placed the teacup. After putting the teacup, the etiquette officer took the tea tray.

After putting down the teacup, Yang stood up, grabbed Fun Xiaobao's hand, and said slowly: "From today, you will officially become my disciple. I will teach you all the responsibilities I will do... "

Yang picked up a sword from beside him, a faint nostalgia appeared on his face, and said, "This Qingbo sword has been with him for many years. Today, he will be given to you as a gift for him."

Although Xiaobao, the teacher gave me, is young, but as the spirit of heaven and earth, he is extremely intelligent. How could an ordinary child compare to it? He took it with his extremely devout hands and bowed his head again: "Thank you, the teacher, for giving the sword."

He quickly looked down at the Qingbo Sword. The sword body was not long and it was very light. Although Xiaobao wanted to draw out the sword and see if it was a sharp sword, he felt embarrassed in front of so many people.

Yang stretched out his hand and helped him: "Get up..."

Fun Xiaobao immediately stood up from the futon, and the simple apprenticeship ceremony should have ended like this. Although it is much premature than ordinary children, it is a childish heart after all, so how can I stay there?

At this time, Tan Qianmu said loudly: "Today's ceremony of apprenticeship has been completed."

Yang grabbed Xiaobao's hand, and Xiaobao stood respectfully beside him.

"It is a rare happy day for Japan to take Xiaobao as its disciple." Yang clasped his fists and said loudly, his voice resounding throughout the guard office: "Work fellow Taoists come to watch the ceremony, Yang is really grateful. Today, the mansion has prepared some small wine, and I hope that all Taoists will not be disgusted and drink a few more glasses!"

"Thank you, Lord!" Everyone in the audience replied, all of them looked extremely humble.

Yang Han nodded with a smile, and then ordered Tan Qianmu, "Qianmu, go and take care of me. Today, I must treat you fellow Taoists."

Tan Qianmu replied respectfully: "Don't worry, teacher, I know what I know. I'm going to go down and get busy."

The Cuigu Mountain man looked sour, he was the disciple he liked too. It was really, what did Yang Haoduan fight with him?

Imitation Xiaonan casually glanced at the various envious, jealous and hatred expressions of the people of Cuigu Mountain, and couldn't help but smile indifferently. This old man from Cuigu was a bit interesting.

As soon as he thought about this, he saw that the Cuigu Mountain man suddenly stood up.

"Today, most of the time are privately kept by the Lord of the Mansion in the past. You don't have to be polite, drink and eat hard." At this time, the man from Cuigushan suddenly said loudly, causing laughter on the scene.

Many people know about Cuigu’s robbery of disciples with the mansion master.

Soon, Yang brought Xiaobao to the middle of the imitation family.

"I've seen that mansion master!"

"I've seen the lord of the mansion!" Lin Yuyin and others bowed politely. Yang Ping was approachable, nodded in his smile, and then stood in front of Xiaonan.

"Imitation friend...ah...no, now I should call you, Imitation fellow!" Yang Han bowed.

"You are polite to the Lord!" Xiaonan smiled slightly and bowed his hand to return the gift.

"This time, when I see fellow Taoist, I can really calm down..." Yang Dan laughed.

Fan Xiaonan also sighed softly and said, "When it comes to this matter, I was only two years ago that I really confirmed who I am!"

"No matter what, I'll come here!" Yang nodded slowly and smiled: "Speaking of this, I would like to thank the imitation fellow Taoist, so don't worry about handing over Xiaobao to me for teaching!"

"Where is it, I want to thank the lord of the mansion!" When he said this, Xiaonan bowed sincerely.

"You are kind to me!"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Hong Qingyun and others over there looked at the scene here, their faces were gloomy; it was obvious that Yang did not just take care of his apprentices this time, but formally expressed his opinion and stood on the side of Xiaonan.

Not only did Hong Qingyun and others look gloomy, but Kunlun and Xun family and others look as if they are ashen.

Originally, the two factions were still holding a glimmer of hope, so Yang could take action to shock Xiaonan, but now it seems that this glimmer of hope basically does not exist.

On such an occasion, the performance of the two men now is a declaration to the entire monk world.

This may not be able to intimidate everyone, but it will definitely make many people who were originally malicious about Xiaobao and those who were full of resentment towards Xiaonan more carefully and carefully. The subsequent influence brought by it is definitely very large.

After all, the guard office is the guard office. Even if there are people in the spiritual world now, the guard office is still the master of the lower world; no one dares to ignore it!

"Fellow Taoist, now I really don't see your cultivation skills!" Yang looked at Xiaonan calmly, only to feel that the aura around the other party was extremely obscure, like an ordinary person, and even he could not feel any fluctuations in his spiritual power; it was really strange.

This made him unable to see anything strange, even the Ninth-generation King of Changsheng could not do this!

Yang looked at Fun Xiaonan, his face full of strange looks.

The top of Kunlun Mountain, imitating Xiaonan's ability to kill Zhang Tianyu showed. Looking at the entire monk world, it can be called "unprecedented" among the younger generation.

"You can easily deal with Zhang Tianyu and Xiaonan, have you broken through to the middle level of the spiritual realm now?" Yu Wenmo, who was ordinary, still maintained his previous attitude towards Xiaonan, and asked curiously.

Xiaonan smiled slightly, but didn't say anything, but just raised his head slightly and gently held his hands behind him.

I saw that on his body, powerful spiritual power instantly raged and rose up.

Wow!

"The upper realm of spirituality!"

Seeing Fun Xiaonan showing his spiritual power, Yang had already expected it, but at this time he couldn't help but change his face slightly.

Twenty-five and six-year-old psychics are at the top of the psychics, and they are only one step away from being able to reach the peak of the psychics. This is really too amazing.

If he remembers correctly, the boy in front of him seems to be only twenty-five years old this year, right?

At the age of twenty-five, he was at the top of the spiritual realm. What kind of monster is this? Even if he inherited the memory and magic skills of Changshengjun, this is a bit terrifying.

After all, this is the lower world of cultivation, and it cannot be compared with the spiritual energy-rich place like the spiritual world. With the speed of practicing Xiaonan, he can only reach the upper level of spiritual enlightenment after only four or five years of cultivation.

If this is in the spiritual world and practiced since childhood, I am afraid that I will be able to enter supernatural powers before the age of twenty.

Even Yang himself, the first youngest person in the cultivator world, was over thirty years old when he broke through to the upper level of the spiritual realm...

Compared with Xiaonan, Yang vaguely felt that his family was not worth mentioning at all!

"Tong...the upper level of the spiritual realm..."

Yuwen Mo stood there, his mouth was unable to close for a long time.

Like that Yang, he was completely suppressed by Fu Xiaonan's cultivation.

He didn't know what words to use to describe Xiaonan. Even if he had the inheritance of Changshengjun, it would be too terrifying.

None of the "monsters" or "perverts" seem to be applicable to the current imitation Xiaonan.

"A pervert among perverts!"

Finally, Yuwen Mo finally came up with words that could describe imitating Xiaonan...

It is no exaggeration to call Xiaonan the "pervert among perverts" at such an age.

However, everyone looked relaxed at this time. With such strength, it is no wonder that Xiaonan was not afraid of these envoys from the spiritual world.

If the ceremony ends here, it will be a joy to everyone and everything will be perfect.

But sometimes, when you think you want to be perfect and perfect, some invisible people will always come forward to find trouble.

On the other side, Hong Qingyun suddenly sang and said to this side: "Master, today's grand event is so grand, all the heroes of the world gather here. I have a small suggestion below, why not let everyone compete and compete to help the wine be happy?"

After saying that, without waiting for Yang Yanyu, he looked directly at Xiaonan, saying, "I have been in the lower world for a while, but I heard that the imitation Taoist is the first genius in the lower world, and he is now the master of the devil. I can even kill my envoy at the upper level of spiritual spiritual spirituality. I think my real strength is probably no longer under the supernatural powers. I just saw that the strength of the fellow Taoist is indeed amazing, and it also makes me feel very itchy and want to discuss with the imitation Taoist. I don't know what the imitation Taoist thought?"

When Hong Qingyun said this, he was full of oppression. He was gentle and elegant, and he had a bit of a master in the spiritual world.

But the words were closely linked and aggressive, making Fu Xiaonan unable to easily push or show weakness!

As Hong Qingyun said this, everyone stopped and looked at Fun Xiaonan one by one to see if he responded to the challenge.

After all, Hong Qingyun is now named. If Xiaonan doesn’t handle it well at this time, it would be a big loss of face.
Chapter completed!