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Chapter 465

Three days after returning to his cave from Yan Xinxuan, Jing Yingrong received an invitation.

The invitation was personally delivered to her cave by a Dongzhen monk, who said he was here on the orders of Old Man Kunwu.

She opened the invitation and looked at it, falling silent.

That old man Kunwu, Zhong Yikun, invited her to attend Yin Xueze's apprenticeship ceremony as a guest tomorrow.

Jijiebi wondered: "Xiao Yin's apprenticeship ceremony, logically, the invitation should be sent in his name. How could it be sent by his master?"

Ji Yanzhu was also puzzled: "I'm sending out invitations today and becoming a disciple tomorrow. Isn't it too soon?"

Jing Yingrong put away the invitation and said, "He should be unable to move."

Jijiebi and Jiyanzhu were stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that Jijiebi couldn't help but laugh, and Jiyanzhu laughed.

Jing Yingrong: "What gift should I bring?"

The extremely evil sword remains silent.

Ji Sha Sword directly controls the body to move itself away.

"Don't go!"

Jijie Pen and Ji Yanzhu didn't have time to express their stance, Ji Sha Sword took the lead and said: "Waste!"

"Send this?"

she asked again.

Jing Yingrong blinked and reached out to poke the hilt of the sword.

"Oh."

"Touch me less!"

Ji Shajian became even more angry when he heard this, and Ji Jiebi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Yan, please don't add fuel to the fire."

Jing Yingrong turned around and sat in the chair, rummaging through the storage ring.

She dug up another blade of grass.

Still silent.

After asking for the third time, the spiritual consciousness of Ji Sha Sword exploded in the sea of ​​consciousness:

Ji Yanzhu: "Oh, don't be angry. I just held you down to calm you down for a while. The mirror can't really fight with you. What if it interrupts you again?"

"Bring whatever you like, don't ask me!"

When asking this question, she looked at the Ji Sha Sword on the table beside her.

“Too expensive!”

Ji Jie Bi said funnyly: "Sha, it's been three days and you still haven't calmed down?"

"Aren't you going tomorrow?"

Jing Yingrong pulled out a flower from the ring.

A piece of metal.

"?? How do you choose the best ones and send them out?"

Jing Yingrong: "What should I give you?"

Ji Sha Jian: "Let me think about it..."

It thought seriously, completely unaware that it was being slowly lifted up by a force.

"Just give me some...Why are you two so mute?"

Ji Shajian noticed the sudden silence of Ji Jie Pen and Ji Yan Bead.

Jijie Pen: "...I'm also thinking of giving something..."

Jiyanzhu: "Pfft."

Jijie Pen: "Ahem..."

Ji Yanzhu couldn't bear it any longer: "Hahahahahahahahaha——"

Ji Shajian was confused: "Why are you laughing so hard?"

Jiyanzhu: "Guests don't have to follow the ceremony to become a disciple, hahahahaha——"

"???"

Ji Sha Jian finally realized that his body had been photographed in front of Jing Yingrong.

Jing Yingrong hugged the sword.

"It's decided, let's go together tomorrow."

"I didn't agree!"

"I want to use Yan Xinxuan to test that thing." "Even if you say so... huh?"

……

The next day, Jing Yingrong went straight to Zhong Yikun's cave early in the morning.

The invitation stated the location of the cave, which was at the foot of Taiyue Mountain and a place on the outskirts of the ancestral city.

A dirt road extends to an ordinary farmyard, surrounded by low fences and a thin firewood leaf half-covered. Looking from a distance, you can see the towering walls of the ancestral city. Looking closer, you can see the fertile fields and fertile fields crisscrossing the streets, as well as the scattered dots of trees. Neighborhood people.

Several vegetable fields have been cultivated around it, and the houses full of rustic flavor almost blend into the mountains behind them, as if they have become part of the vast land.

There are already many people standing in the fence courtyard, including Lin Muyang, Tu Wei, Nun Linzi, Shu Pinghui, Lan Chucui and other familiar faces, as well as a few unfamiliar faces, all of whom are advanced in cultivation.

Outside Chaimen, Zhao Jinxu stood there "welcoming guests." After seeing the reflection in the mirror, he quickly stepped forward to say hello, with a smile on his face and eyes, and his warm and calm appearance made him half the owner of the room.

Ji Yanzhu: "Why is he so happy, as if today is his happy event?"

Ji Jie Bi: "For him, it is probably, indeed, a happy event?"

Jing Yingrong glanced at the people in the yard and asked Zhao Jinxu, "Where are they?"

Zhao Jinxu knew that she was asking about the two protagonists today and smiled: "The time has not come yet, so we have to wait for a while."

Jing Yingrong: "Can I really succeed?"

Zhao Jinxu was silent and nodded: "Senior Zhong said she was sure."

Jing Yingrong: "Even if he doesn't want to, do you still want him to become a disciple?"

"Yes," Zhao Jinxu replied softly, "I want to have an elder who can protect him."

Jing Yingrong nodded slightly and entered the door.

Shu Pinghui huddled in the corner behind the door, squatting into a small ball, holding her face in her hands, looking listlessly at Naughty Linzi who was talking to Lin Muyang, the master of the Array Pavilion, in the yard.

Even when the mirror passed by her, she just lazily raised her eyelids, not even in the mood to say anything.

Jing Yingrong: "When is your apprenticeship ceremony?"

Upon hearing this, Shu Pinghui suddenly looked like she was about to cry.

"What else is there to do to become a disciple? He has been dragging me around these past few days, and everyone in the sect thinks I am his disciple. Isn't that polite... ugh!"

She sighed repeatedly, and then said angrily: "I don't care, I want to continue to exercise anyway, and if he doesn't let me practice, I will do it secretly, hum!"

Probably hearing this, Nunlinzi turned his head to look this way and glared at Shu Pinghui.

Shu Pinghui stuck out her tongue and became more energetic. She stood up, pulled up the mirror and walked towards Lan Chucui.

"How are you doing with Mr. Zhaowu Xing? Has he relented?" Shu Pinghui asked.

Lan Chucui shook his head: "He doesn't want to see me yet, but I think it's just a matter of time."

Seeing that she spoke confidently, Shu Pinghui stopped asking any more questions.

Lan Chucui looked at Jing Yingrong and wanted to say something, when Tu Wei came over.

"Hello Master Tu Pavilion!" "I've met Master Tu Pavilion."

Shu Pinghui and Lan Chucui both saluted.

Tu Wei looked at the two of them and showed admiration: "Okay, they are all young talents of our sect! Take out your natal magical weapons and have a look."

Shu Pinghui stretched out her wrist to show off the golden bell she was wearing; Lan Chucui offered her small bow with both hands. Both of them are low-grade earthenware.

As the master of the Instrument Pavilion, Tu Wei has a keen eye for magical artifacts. He can tell the length of two magical artifacts at a glance.

"You, your foundation is a little bit weak. When you upgrade next time, temper it three times with the Eternal Ember Fire. You will be fine from now on." She told Shu Pinghui.

Then he said to Lan Chucui: "This is not the magic weapon you used from the beginning, is it? Have you re-trained San Gong? The quality is passable, but it is not worn enough. It must be warmed and maintained."

The two were overjoyed and gratefully thanked Tu Wei for his advice.

Tu Wei looked at Jing Yingrong, who handed Yun Luo to her.

Tu Wei: "...it's a good piece of cloth."

Jing Yingrong: "Yeah."

The Jisha sword on his back moved: "Why doesn't she comment on me?"

Ji Jie Bi: "It's hard to say, right?"

Ji Yanzhu: "It's better to pretend not to see it."

Jing Yingrong changed her subject and said to Tu Wei, "Congratulations on accepting Wu Yaochen as your disciple."

Tu Wei was surprised at first: "You already know? Haven't you announced it yet?"

Then he frowned, with a weird expression that seemed both happy and sad: "He did worship me as his teacher, but..."

(End of this chapter)