I heard the voice of the enemy

If Mu Yunshen was just a little helpless when he saw Su Xiu's eyes suddenly lit up because of the wine jar; then when he saw Su Xiu turn around and extend an invitation to the stranger behind him, Mu Yunshen was completely helpless. I lost my temper.

A jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine that has been buried in the center of Juling Formation for at least ten years is not too precious, but the intentions in it can be said to be very good.

Yue Cang was dragged all the way to the shade of the tree, seeing the young man slap open the mud seal without hesitation, he extended an invitation to him.

Along with the wine jar, there were also two small wine glasses brought by senior brother Na Mu, and the meaning behind it was clear at a glance.But the somewhat careless monk in front of him took the two wine glasses directly after accepting the thanks, and even handed one to him.

Yue Cang was forcefully stuffed with a wine glass, and was swept all over by a certain gaze with other emotions in the scrutiny, and couldn't help feeling more helpless in his heart.

He followed the people to ask about the thread of marriage at first, but now he regrets it a bit.

"Senior Brother Mu?" Su Xiu blinked and looked at Senior Brother Neimen who still had no intention of leaving, and suddenly realized something.

"You want the vermilion fruit from last time?" Su Xiu, who obviously didn't find the real problem, frowned and explained, "I haven't looked for that fruit recently, so I'll go to your house next time I have time to give it to you." you!"

"I promise! This jar of wine will be credited to us first!" Su Xiu said with a playful smile, "Thank you, Senior Brother Mu, you are a good person and will definitely promise me, right!"

"It's rare that I finally found a friend!" Su Xiu looked at the visitor with bright eyes.

The handyman disciple who often passed the message between the two of them covered his face helplessly and stood sideways.

On that day, Senior Brother Ri Mu exchanged precious Tibetan wine with Su Xiu for ordinary fruits. He always saw it. On weekdays, Senior Brother Mu said that he hoped that Su Xiu could find a friend to drink with, but in fact he specially brought Su Xiu with him. Serving two glasses of wine is just because Su Xiu, who is usually lazy and unmotivated, can't find friends among the outer disciples, and finally just invites him to join him with a smile.

With this friend today, Su Xiu simply left Mu Yunshen behind.Senior Brother Mu's face was so dark that he really couldn't look at it, but Su Xiu's order to chase away guests was all about this, so he had to leave first no matter how reluctant he was.

The matter between these two people is better left to these two people to solve by themselves.

The handyman disciple secretly left, and silently recorded the cost of this time's transmission in Brother Mu's account, which made him feel much better.

Seeing Su Xiu getting more and more enthusiastic, Yue Cang stood up helplessly and said, "Sorry, I haven't finished my apprentice ceremony yet, I'm afraid I have to go to the Confucius Temple."

Burning incense at the Confucius Temple is the final ceremony, but this step is not included in the terms of the contract. It can only be regarded as a customary tradition. Take that seriously.

Su Xiu was quite considerate, and after hearing this, she said "Ah" a few times and urged, "Then you'd better go, if you offend Master because of this, it's not worth it."

Yue Cang responded with an apologetic smile, he thought that the young man would ask the question that many people have been curious about for a long time, but Su Xiu just put away the wine glass, smiled apologetically and urged a few words.

The young man's eyes are sincere, and there is no trace of deceit, but he has no intention of inquiring about some topics that everyone is interested in.

Yue Cang could tell at a glance that Su Xiu's meridian was extremely chronically ill, and it was logically impossible for him to cultivate, but he appeared here at this time.

Although it is only here, it is enough to explain the hardships and opportunities that the teenager has experienced.

Yue Cang looked at the pale color in the opponent's eyes, and turned around.

Behind him, one can faintly hear the young man calling pitifully to Mu Yunshen who has not gone far: "Brother, I'm alone again, can you drink with me?"

The man's voice was low and sounded extremely calm, and he said, "Okay."

With the wind blowing, the rustling of leaves and the aroma of wine behind him gradually dissipated.

The voice of the man talking with the boy sounded extremely pleasant. Although it was not clear, it was a harmony that no one could disturb.

The matter of Confucius Temple is just a casual mention.

But since he had already gone far, Yue Cang simply decided to go there.

He went back to the room and changed into the blue clothes of the outer disciples, the light blue color was like the color of the clear and clear sky, and the cloud patterns were painted on it, although it was only the robes of the outer disciples, the workmanship was not bad.

Putting on light-colored clothes, the aura on Yue Cang's body was so shallow that it almost disappeared. When he walked out again, no one could notice that he was the one who followed behind that famous Senior Brother Xie of newcomers.

There were also fewer people who bothered for a while, almost just asking for directions, and a few outer disciples told the direction one by one.

"Not far ahead, if you can see a big incense burner, Moyo will be there soon."

Yue Cang followed the prompt given by the other party, and it didn't take long for him to see the incense burner.

The stove several people high almost needs to be looked up. It is located in the center of the temple, and a lot of sandalwood is lit around it.

Not many people come and go.There are many beginners of cultivating immortals, but those who are apprentices to teachers are really rare, especially the ones who are so strict that they go here to offer incense are the few of the few.

But Yue Cang could still see a few inner disciples holding incense in their hands, following behind a young woman.

The woman was dressed in white and looked quiet and elegant, and when she glanced over, there seemed to be ice in her eyes.

At a glance, one can't help but think of Xie Qingwei who is also full of ice and snow, but in comparison, the coldness of that person is still the coldness of melting snow in early spring, although it penetrates into the bone, there is still a bit of warmth; this woman seems to be tempered by ice and snow. The ice pick almost pierces straight into people's hearts.

She just glanced at Yue Cang and then looked away, but because of her glance, the people behind her fixed their eyes on Yue Cang.

"Are you a new outer disciple? You don't know about the Confucius Temple. Outer disciples are not allowed to enter?" An inner disciple came and scolded.

Several other people also followed, and looking again, there was only a male cultivator with sword eyebrows and star eyes and an extraordinary bearing standing with the woman.

Seeing Yue Cang look at it, the male cultivator looked at it too, a slight smile flashed in his eyes, but it was not kind.

Apparently, most of the reason for these people's gathering was from the hint of that male cultivator.

"Confucius Temple, as long as there is a need to burn incense, you can enter." Yue Cang responded to the few people indifferently, not caring about the obvious malice in the other party's words.

"Oh? Apprenticeship? Just you, an outer disciple? Could it be that you have worshiped another outer disciple as a teacher?" One person deliberately let go of his voice and laughed exaggeratedly.

Yue Cang's expression remained unchanged, without the slightest bit of anger, instead he gave the man a faint look.

The emotion in this look was extremely light, without the slightest emotion. Instead, it was a bit like watching his show with cold eyes, which made the monk flush instantly, feeling that he had been insulted.

"What are you looking at? You're not an outer disciple. Could it be that you can still worship the elder as your teacher?" The man's voice was a little bit sharper, but this time he turned from embarrassment into anger, and without the teasing just now, he made himself look a bit ugly.

It is extremely strict for inner disciples to have the qualifications to accept apprentices. Not to mention the requirements for cultivation, they must be taught by their elders. Up to now, there are only less than twenty inner disciples who have such a quota. Although the disciple is still called senior brother by the rest of the disciples, his status is faintly higher than that of the current elders. After all, most of the inner sect disciples are direct disciples, and most of the direct disciples are also elder disciples. I'm afraid it's only high but not low.

What's more, they are young enough.

The cultivator glanced at Yuecang, there was only a sporadic aura left on the mortal in front of him, it was impossible to become the disciple of the elder, and he didn't even think about the more rare direction, so he couldn't help but feel relieved, and talked Lai also became more confident: "You liar, how dare you look at me like this?"

Yue Cang felt a little helpless after hearing what the cultivator said, he looked away lightly because he didn't want to talk to this person any more, but just as he took a step, he was stopped again by an angry person.

He has a very good temper, but it doesn't mean he can just swallow his anger and make people bully him.

His eyes darkened, and Yue Cang was about to make a move, but another voice came faintly from the side, and the coercion and anger under it even attracted the eyes of the woman and the male cultivator at the side.

"My disciple, come to take the last step of the apprentice ceremony with me, is there any problem?"

Xie Qingwei's voice was like ice and snow, completely extinguishing all the emotions in those people's hearts.

He changed into a light-colored green dress again, his figure was as tall and straight as a bamboo, and when he walked step by step, there were faint frost and snow on the corners of his eyes and brows.

"You guys, why are you dissatisfied with my apprentice?" He said indifferently, but the expression in his eyes was obviously anxious, and the meaning of defense was full.

Only Yue Cang knew that that anger was not only aimed at the inner disciple in front of him, but also that he was protected... No, maybe it was one of the major factors.

But Xie Qingwei had already stepped forward, and Xianxiu half-stepped in front of him, almost blocking all the rude eyes and provocative words from those disciples for him.

The person in front of him was obviously not thick and strong, but he had a mountain-like strength.

Strong and firm.

A smile flashed across Yue Cang's eyes, and the demonic energy in his hands gradually dissipated, and another stroke was added to the seal to restore the little gap just now.

Maybe he can really concentrate on cultivating spiritual energy in these hundred years, without using any magic energy, but using the power of the person in front of him as a barrier.

Experience the feeling of being sheltered.