Huang Ying hurriedly transformed into a young Taoist.
He came to Mu Nan in one step.
Mouth watering.
She circled around him twice, with different colors in her eyes, and said with a sigh:
"This body... tsk tsk... this physique... tsk tsk... this..."
"Although..." Mu Nan was frightened by it, mustered up his courage, and said with a troubled face:
"Although Mu Nan admires the cultivation of his predecessors, Mu Nan is a principled person!"
The oriole didn't know why, so she pulled him around twice more, then turned around and returned to the threshold in surprise, transformed into an oriole, and stood on top of the little bamboo again:
"You, my master, have a bright future!"
"Senior, I don't know. Because of the spiritual energy refining, Brother Nan was almost buried alive by me!"
Xiao Zhuzi shook his head and told Huang Ying what happened when she refined Mu Nan's spiritual energy into her body.
Mu Nan was not greedy for more. He only drank a few sips of the spiritual spring. Feeling that there were faint signs of a breakthrough, he turned around and walked towards the statue.
We have just entered the middle stage of elixir formation. It is not a good thing to make rapid progress. It can easily cause an unstable foundation and affect the quality of the Nascent Soul.
This is a taboo in practice.
The first statue holds a pair of powerful dragon maces, tall and mighty with eyes wide open, as if he is scorning everything.
It awes people for no reason.
Mu Nan bowed down respectfully.
I only felt that the statue seemed to be shaking slightly, and then it returned to its original state.
"Is it an illusion?"
Mu Nan shook his head, but still obediently completed the ceremony of kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times, and came to the second statue.
The second statue has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, holding a long flag in his hand and looking into the distance.
It seems that he is pitiful and compassionate.
After Mu Nan knelt down and worshiped, he still didn't get the inheritance, so he got up and ran to the third statue.
Before he could salute, he felt a force coming from him, preventing him from kneeling down.
Mu Nan stood up awkwardly.
"Is the female immortal's temper so weird? If you refuse, just refuse. At worst, you won't pass on the inheritance. It's so shameless to refuse so obviously..."
Although he thought so in his heart, he did not dare to say it directly at the moment.
He stubbornly bowed his hands and came to the fourth statue.
The fourth statue suddenly turned around.
Not even looking at him.
Mu Nan was so angry that he wanted to spray his motherly words on the statue.
Are you so miserable?
No need to kneel three times and kowtow nine times?
This is more uncomfortable than having a hot face against a cold butt.
Mu Nan glanced around at the remaining five statues, then turned and came to the spiritual spring.
Meditate while sitting cross-legged.
No thanks!
You don’t have to pass on the inheritance, you don’t have to say anything, and you don’t have to be so insulting!
He was disrespectful and turned away.
Who do you look down on?
"Give me some inheritance! You said that you have been holding the inheritance in your stomach for thirteen thousand years, and finally someone came in, and you still keep it to yourself. It doesn't make sense!"
He Lanque worshiped in a circle, but none of the statues granted him the inheritance.
He simply sat in front of a statue carrying three swords and complained:
"I, He Lanque, have just given the crowning ceremony. I have already reached the perfect level of cultivation in the Dan Formation Realm. Will I be able to disgrace your reputation in the future when I roam the world of cultivation?"
"Besides, can you guarantee that someone will come in in the future? I don't know how many more years we have to wait."
"Hey, to tell you the truth, I am also a miserable child."
"My mother has taught me since I was a child that poor people still take charge of the family early..."
I kept chattering for an hour, either because I was really moved by his heartfelt words that made me cry, or because I was fed up with his broken words.
The statue carrying three swords trembled slightly, and a white mist poured down from the top of his head.
"Thank you my immortal!"
He Lanque hurriedly turned around, bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, and sat cross-legged, feeling this hard-won inheritance.
Mu Nan smiled.
He took two mouthfuls of spiritual springs and meditated again.
For several days, Huang Ying couldn't stand it anymore and asked Xiao Zhuzi:
"What is this kid doing?"
Xiao Zhuzi smiled bitterly:
"Brother Nan may seem cynical, but in fact he is subtle, deep, and extremely powerful. He has lost face due to the previous statues, so he will no longer pass on the legacy."
The oriole has grown its mouth:
"Doesn't he know where this place is?"
Xiao Zhuzi seemed indifferent and said:
"No matter where he is, he will not beg for help just for the sake of inheritance. The price will drop!"
After saying this, he glanced at He Lanque with slight disdain.
Huang Ying disagreed, and asked with a hint of curiosity: "Has he never begged anyone?"
"Begging and asking for charity are two different things!"
Xiao Zhuzi continued: "Don't eat what you eat! Brother Nan is a principled person."
The oriole seemed to be paused. It chirped for a long time without knowing what it was saying. It took a long time before it spoke again:
"He seems to have misunderstood something!"
After that, he transformed into a young Taoist, walked to the spiritual spring, and patted Mu Nan on the shoulder:
"Little friend, why don't you try your luck at the Tantai Immortal Statue?"
Mu Nan bowed his hands to Huang Ying and said:
"Senior, Mu Nan understands the good intentions, but the spiritual spring is rare. It is a good opportunity to practice, and I don't want to let it go."
Cleverly said.
He neither said that he had been wronged nor that the statues of gods were superior.
It gave myself a step up and also gave Jiuzhuangguan a step up.
Huang Ying listens.
He actually nodded in agreement and then suggested:
"At least let's go see what Immortal Tantai looks like. Otherwise, coming to the Taoist temple will be in vain, right?"
"senior……"
Mu Nan didn't want to be humiliated anymore, so he lost interest.
Seeing that Mu Nan was troubled, Huang Ying put her arms around his shoulders and pushed him towards the statue of Tantai Immortal:
"Having a few glances at Tantai Immortal will give you some confidence in the conversation after dinner, right?"
A statue of a god, but no inheritance.
Worth a few words?
But Huang Ying, as a giant monster in the transformed realm, couldn't resist Mu Nan's words, so she had to come to the statue reluctantly.
Looking up, Quan Zuo handed over the task.
The Immortal Tantai was extremely handsome, and he was attracted to him for a moment.
I didn't know how to describe such a beautiful appearance, so I felt it and said:
"Zongzhi is a handsome and handsome young man. He raises his glass and looks at the blue sky, which is as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind..."
"Kneel down, you!"
Before Mu Nan finished speaking, Huang Ying kicked him in the hip.
Then he clapped his hands coolly, transformed into an oriole and stood on top of Xiao Zhuzi again.
"Brother Nan, what's wrong? You kicked me in the ass!"
"He was secretly appointed by Immortal Tantai, and the disciples are furious!"
"Angry?"
"Of course! We agreed to let everything go, but Immortal Tantai snatched away his disciple!"
"That's it..."
Mu Nan couldn't help but kneel on the ground. Before he could realize what happened, he felt his consciousness flicker.
We arrived at the top of a vast white snow mountain.
A man who looks exactly like the statue stands on the top of the mountain, with white clothes and white hair, seeming to be integrated with the heaven and earth.
Tantai Immortal!
"Junior Mu Nan, I have met my senior!"
Mu Nan obediently bowed, stood up on his own, and stood aside obediently.
"Well, the boy does have some character!"
Immortal Tantai nodded appreciatively, and there seemed to be reproach in his words:
"Why, if you practice Taixuan Dao, you will look down on my Tantai Mingjing inheritance?"
Mu Nan bowed and said respectfully: "Immortal, don't blame me, this junior is just... just..."
"I just hurt my self-esteem and can't bear to save face!" Tantai Mingjing said, and gave Mu Nan a loud bang in the air.
"Thank you, Immortal, for waking up the stupidity of this younger generation!"
Tears welled up in Mu Nan's eyes.
Tantai Mingjing's blow was a real blow to his head, causing him to tremble with pain.
Chill on back.
After enduring it again and again, I didn't directly reach out to rub the bruise on the back of my head.
"It's quite sensible!"
Tantai Mingjing waved his hand, and the whole world turned into a colorful pattern of fallen flowers, and continued: "Bye."
"ah?"
Mu Nan was stunned and immediately came to his senses. He knelt three times and kowtowed nine times to salute.
"Mu Nan, a disciple of the Xun Tian Jian, pays homage to the Master."
Tantai Mingjing nodded slightly and said, "No need."
After that, he waved his hand again, and a table, two stools, and some tea appeared.
Mu Nan wisely poured half a cup of tea and handed it over respectfully.
Tantai Mingjing took a sip and said:
"Having become a disciple, you are now a disciple of Jiuzhuang Temple. It does not conflict with your status as a disciple of Xuntianjian, so there is no need to deliberately emphasize your origin."
Mu Nan's thoughts were exposed, and he quickly poured a cup of tea as an apology:
"That's what the master taught you!"
Tantai Mingjing waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, since you have paid homage to Jiuzhuang Temple, you can practice hard here for some time."
"But it depends on the master's instructions."
"Whether it is your Taixuan Dao or the Nine Questions of Killing Demons, they are not complete techniques. I will teach you to complete them."
"Nine questions about killing demons?"
