The peaceful days ended after three days. Su Qianyi suddenly called him to the Wenxin Palace.
When Xiao Yifeng arrived at the Wenxin Hall, he saw that he was not the only one here, but other brothers and sisters were already here. Several elders are also here.
Su Qianyi and Lin Ziyun sat high on it. Su Miaoqing stood at the end of the line, not sitting on it like she did when she was a child.
After Xiao Yifeng silently bowed to his master and his wife, he walked behind Su Miaoqing at the end of the line. Su Miaoqing made a face at him mischievously.
"This time I have called everyone here to announce three things. The first is that I have finished sorting out my Wuya Palace inheritance. From now on, until the Zhenwu sorting is done, I will pass on three inheritances that are suitable for you."
He paused and said: "These three are the privileges of true disciples. From now on, I will put the catalog in the Sutra Pavilion. After the true martial arts are sorted, everyone can redeem them based on their points and merits."
"Thank you, Master, for preaching!" the disciples said happily.
"The second thing is the rewards for Qing'er and Yifeng. After discussion between me and the elders, you two have made great contributions to Wuya Palace. From now on, you two will be treated the same as the elders and can use the ordinary resources in the palace at will." Su Qianyi continued.
Su Miaoqing didn't react much to this, because she had enjoyed the resources in the palace since she was a child, not to mention that she had secretly hidden a small treasury.
The rings in her and Xiao Yifeng's hands were the storage rings of two Mahayana masters.
The two of them did not lack these natural resources, so they were quite disapproving of them.
"The last thing is that after some research with the elders in the past few days, I decided to give this Mo Xuejian to Yifeng for use. If he can get the top three rankings in this real martial arts ranking, this Mo Xuejian will be forever to Him.”
Su Qianyi said in a deep voice, and then looked at the expressions of everyone below.
Hearing this, Su Miaoqing's beautiful eyes lit up and she was quite happy for Xiao Yifeng. The other disciples had different expressions, some were confused, some were shocked, and more had expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Su Miaoqing didn't know the meaning of the Mo Xuejian, but others knew it very well.
Mo Xuejian is not only a divine weapon, but also the sword that has always been the master of Wuya Palace. To a certain extent, its ownership represents the identity of the next master of the palace.
Passing Mo Xuejian to Xiao Yifeng means that the hall master and elders choose Xiao Yifeng to be the next hall master.
He will enjoy the highest level of resources provided by Wuya Palace, and Wuya Palace will devote everything to cultivating him.
According to what Su Qianyi said in the past, this kind of resource inclination can be piled up into a cave if given to a pig.
How could Xiao Yifeng not understand the meaning?
He originally thought that Su Qianyi would take back Mo Xuejian, but he did not expect that Su Qianyi would make such a choice.
"This disciple is not capable enough and may not be able to hold a big position. I hope the master will take back his life." Xiao Yifeng said solemnly.
"Xiao Feng, what are you talking about? Why not!" Before Su Qianyi could speak, Su Miaoqing became anxious at the side. Lin Ziyun coughed repeatedly to remind her.
"This matter has been decided after discussions between me and the elders. Furthermore, this Mo Xuejian must be ranked among the top three in the real martial arts rankings before it can belong to you, so you don't have to rush to refuse."
Su Qianyi said in a deep voice, his tone revealing an unquestionable attitude. Then he waved his hand, and Mo Xuejian flew out of his sleeve and stuck on the ground in front of Xiao Yifeng.
"Yes! Disciple, take the order." Xiao Yifeng waved and took Mo Xuejian back into his hand. He bowed.
Su Miaoqing smiled happily. Compared to herself, she was more happy that Xiao Yifeng got the Mo Xuejian.
Seeing this, Lin Ziyun sighed secretly, saying that girls are not good at staying in college, and girls are extroverted.
Xiao Yifeng walked back to the queue and felt that something was wrong with the way the brothers looked at him. He sighed secretly.
Since ancient times, wealth has attracted people's hearts, so does status!
I hope it will not affect my relationship with my senior brothers. After all, I am the last person to come to Wuya Palace, but I have become one of the candidates for the palace master.
"Now the fellow Taoists from Luoshu Mansion live in our Wuya Palace. Please restrain the disciples and don't go over and disturb others. If I find any disciple who dares to offend others, I will not take it lightly." Su Qianyi reminded. .
After all, Luoshu Mansion is equivalent to half of Lin Ziyun's natal family, and Su Qianyi still attaches great importance to this.
"Yes! Disciple understands!" The disciples all answered yes.
Then Su Qianyi said:
"The ranking of Zhenwu is coming soon, and a preliminary selection will be held in our hall. The time is set in three days, and eighteen disciples in the hall will be selected to participate in the ranking of Zhenwu. You must work hard for me, don't be beaten by ordinary disciples and miscellaneous people in front of outsiders. The servant disciples have been squeezed down. Otherwise, you will have a good look."
Everyone was awe-inspiring. After all, Su Qianyi's true disciples were exactly eighteen, corresponding to the group of outstanding people and the group of geniuses in the order of Zhenwu.
If he is really rejected by ordinary disciples in the preliminaries in the palace, he really has to dig a hole and bury him.
After everything was explained, Su Qianyi asked everyone to stay in the Yingbin Pavilion to have dinner together. By the way, I would like to entertain the distinguished guests from Luoshu Mansion.
After the meeting, Su Miaoqing smiled proudly at Xiao Yifeng and said, "How was it? Are you happy to get the Mo Xuejian?"
"After all, it is an inherited artifact. There is nothing to be unhappy about. But you have to work hard, otherwise it will be taken back." Xiao Yifeng said with a smile.
Then he asked strangely: "Why don't I know when the colleagues from Luoshu Mansion will move into our Wuya Palace?"
Su Miaoqing looked at him warily and said warily: "What do you want to do? Stay away from the fairies in Luoshu Mansion. Otherwise, don't participate tonight!"
Hearing Su Miaoqing's words, the other senior brothers and sisters all laughed.
Looking at Su Miaoqing's wolf-like eyes, Xiao Yifeng was a little angry, touched his nose in confusion, and said awkwardly: "Senior sister, where do you want to go? Am I that kind of person?"
Su Miaoqing nodded repeatedly.
Xiao Yifeng thought about the past two days at the dinner table, where his master and his wife had been whispering, telling him not to go to the land of fireworks again.
Especially the way his wife looked at him made him feel ashamed.
How damaged has your image been? Needless to say, it must be Su Miaoqing who sued him.
At dinner time, all the brothers gathered in the welcoming hall of Wuya Hall to entertain distinguished guests. Sit down in pairs in an orderly manner. Su Qianyi sat on the main seat, while Lin Ziyun went over to invite her senior sister.
Xiao Yifeng still appeared, but Su Miaoqing and Xiao Yifeng sat together and stared at him.
Soon the guests from Luoshu Mansion also walked into the Yingbin Pavilion accompanied by Lin Ziyun.
