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Early the next morning, the two who were sleeping soundly hugged together in the bed were called up by Su Yao.

Bai Maomao rubbed his eyes with his small wings, and followed Lang Junxian in a daze.

Then I found that my mother looks very different today.

The usual grandmother wears a white skirt very casually, and her long hair is also casually draped over her shoulders, making her look very beautiful and gentle.

Today's grandma is wearing a retro pure black robe, with delicate and complicated patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs, and an old gossip array plate on her waist. Her long hair is tied up with a hairpin. It's usually much cooler.

Bai Maomao had only seen such a mother when he was doing apprenticeship ceremonies.

Bai Maomao shrank his neck, stretched his mouth into the water cup to rinse, then gulped down a big mouthful of water to rinse his mouth, finally took care of Mao Mao who was sleepy, and waited quietly like a chicken .

After Lang Junxian finished cleaning up, Su Yao nodded and led the two of them to the back.After passing through the long corridor and through two hanging flower doors, we finally arrived at Qianji Hall.

Qianji hall is at the innermost part of the house, enshrining the tablet of the first generation head of Qianjimen.

Su Yao led the way, and when he reached the door, he bowed his head respectfully and saluted, "Disciple Su Yao, disturb the Patriarch."

Bai Maomao, who was following behind, followed suit, with his little wings together, and lowered his head.

After saluting, Su Yao pushed open the door of Qianji Hall, and said to the two, "Go in."

Lang Junxian lowered his eyes, followed Bai Maomao and walked in slowly.Su Yao was the last one, closed the door carefully, and then followed inside.

Compared with the whole house, Qianjitang is not big. There are tall shelves on the four walls, and the shelves are filled with all kinds of books.

Lang Junxian lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, walking quietly beside Bai Maomao.

After passing through the long bookshelves, at the end is a high platform with a memorial tablet on it.

The flames of the long-burning lamps on both sides flickered slightly. Su Yao stepped forward to take three sticks of incense, lit them on the long-burning lamps, and lifted the incense over his head. "Disciple Su Yao, with his first-generation disciple Bai Hongyuan, has met the master."

After saluting, Su Yao put the incense into the censer, turned around and took three more incense sticks to light, and handed them to Lang Junxian.

Lang Junxian pursed his lips, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and in the end he just took the incense steadily, imitating Su Yao, raised the incense above his head, knelt down slowly, and kowtowed.

"Disciple pays respects to Sect Master."

The surprise on Su Yao's face flashed past, and then she looked at Lang Junxian with satisfaction.

After Lang Junxian put the incense sticks in place, Su Yao took three futons and put them on the ground casually, and smiled at the slightly at a loss Lang Junxian: "After the apprenticeship ceremony, you are my family, so you don't have to be restrained."

Lang Junxian nodded silently, and sat down on the futon according to his words, a faint warmth came down from him, and the faint pain on his body healed a lot, Lang Junxian lowered his eyes, secretly surprised in his heart, everyone in this house Applied objects are not ordinary objects.

Bai Maomao also squatted on the futon obediently, looking at grandma obediently with her black bean eyes open.

Su Yao cleared her throat, and said slowly: "The one you just worshiped is the head of Qianji Sect, Qianjizi."

Lang Junxian searched in his mind, Qianjimen, he seemed to have never heard of it.

Could it be a hidden sect?

Seeing Lang Junxian's dazed face, Su Yao continued, "You have just completed the apprenticeship ceremony, and you will be a generation of disciples of my Qianji Sect from now on."

As he spoke, he pointed to Bai Mao Mao, who was squinting and warm and comfortable, "Maomao is a big brother."

Lang Junxian: "..."

Swallowing with difficulty, Lang Junxian called out calmly, "Brother."

Bai Maomao, who was squinting and dizzy, suddenly regained his energy, and responded very loudly, "Gah!~" The voice of milk whirring echoed in the closed room.

Lang Junxian's eye muscles twitched undetectably.

Su Yao didn't notice anything, she glanced at Lang Junxian with relief, and began to tell him about the origin of Qianjimen.

Qianjizi, the founding head of Qianjimen, is a mysterious turtle who survived the great war of ancient times.Xuan Gui has a long lifespan, and the old people who had no hope of ascension have all fallen one after another, and he is the only one who is still alive.

After the great war that year, the demon king Lihuo blew himself up and blocked the human race's attack with the phoenix real fire. Although he saved a small part of his tribe, as the aura of heaven and earth passed away, it became more and more difficult to practice. Coupled with the suppression of the human race, The number of monsters is getting smaller and smaller.So Qianqianjizi moved to Yuze Mountain and established Qianjimen, hoping to find a chance for the Yaozu...

The animals and plants on Yuze Mountain, including Su Yao herself, were picked up one by one by Qianjizi over the years.

After hearing this, Lang Junxian couldn't hide his surprise. He knew the situation of the Yaozu very well, because her mother was a Yaozu.Because of her beauty, she was favored by her father, and then she had him.Because of their status as demon cultivators, their mother and son were underestimated everywhere in the family, and they never lived a comfortable day. Only when their father occasionally thought about it, their life would be easier.

Thinking of the past, Lang Junxian felt a little depressed.

"When did you start losing control of your form?"

Lang Junxian's heart was shocked, and waves appeared in his calm eyes.

Ever since he became like this, he looks like a human and a demon, Lang Junxian has never seen his own appearance, even if he has not seen it with his own eyes, Lang Junxian knows that he is half human and half demon like this monster.

Human cultivators despise, demon cultivators despise, even if you want to be an ordinary person, you will be regarded as a monster with this appearance.

But Su Yao's question at this moment gave him a glimmer of hope.

"Ah... Mom, do you know why I became like this?"

Su Yao looked at him lovingly, "Tell me first, how long have you been like this?"

Lang Junxian lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then said in a low voice, "It's been almost a month." It has been a month since he was locked up in the torture room.

Su Yao saw his frustration, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, "The reason why you are like this must be that one of your parents is a monster."

"During the time of the Demon King in ancient times, the boundaries between humans and monsters were not very clear. It is not uncommon to see a hybrid of humans and monsters like you."

Lang Junxian quietly raised the drooping ears on his head, looking at Su Yao expectantly.

Su Yao smiled, and continued to explain to him, "Most of the children born of human-monster hybrids have amazing talents, and they can switch between human and monster forms at will since birth."

"But I see you look like you now, is it impossible to change back to a complete human form?"

Lang Junxian nodded, his eyes dim.

Su Yao patted his head, "Now is not comparable to the ancient times. Since the great war, the heaven and earth have lacked aura, and the bloodline inheritance of the monster race is even weaker. The occasional mixed-race children are mostly in the form of humans."

"But it's not impossible for you to do this." Su Yao blinked at him.

Lang Junxian lifted his spirits and looked at her expectantly.

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Su Yao didn't hold back any more, "Now that you are joining Qianjimen, you have to start basic training. Qianjimen happens to have exercises suitable for mixed-race children. When you succeed in cultivation, you will naturally be able to control them freely." shape change."

Knowing that there is a solution, Lang Junxian's heart that has been hanging for a long time is finally at ease, but before he is happy, Su Yao said again: "But——"

Lang Jun looked at her apprehensively.

"However, once the Yaozu cultivation technique is spread, it will definitely cause an uproar. If it is serious, it will even threaten the existence of Qianjimen..."

There is no need for a wise man to finish his words, Lang Junxian already knows what Su Yao means.

Even though he has already joined the Thousand Machines Sect, it is not a wise decision to push the Thousand Machines Sect with its treasures in front of others for the sake of an insignificant disciple.

But Lang Junxian can't give up. Su Yao didn't explain the origin of Qianjimen carefully, and even many details were deliberately ignored, but there is only one thing, Lang Junxian can be sure that these things in Qianjimen are just If one piece leaked out, it would be enough for those aristocratic families to grab their heads.

After figuring out the key, the original excitement and anticipation cooled down in the blink of an eye. Lang Junxian lowered his eyes, trying his best to make himself look calm.

"I understand what my mother said. If it is difficult, the disciple will not force it."

Seeing his poor little boy, Su Yao finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Since I've said it, I won't deny it to you." Su Yao smiled, but her gaze was undeniably tough, "If you are determined to learn, then take this elixir."

The slender and flexible hand was slightly opened, and there was a brown pill in the palm.

Lang Junxian stared at it for a moment, took the pill firmly, and swallowed it without hesitation.

The pill melted in his mouth, Lang Junxian made a swallowing movement, feeling the slight astringency in his mouth, and looked at Su Yao stubbornly.

Su Yao reached out and brushed away the loose hair on his forehead, "Don't worry, if you don't betray Qianjimen, it will be no different if you take this pill or not."

Lang Junxian didn't care, tilted his head, and met Su Yao's gaze, "Then can I start practicing exercises?"

Su Yao smiled slowly, "Naturally."