Chapter 408

"Now, release your spiritual power."

Yang Xuan nodded, and the spirit in his hand immediately gathered at one end of the bead, and then the light on the bead began to change wildly.

Zhou Fengyuan stared at the bead, and his face was still changing with the light of the bead. He seemed to value it very much.

A moment later, the light on the beads stopped and slowly condensed into a red light. Zhou Fengyuan was immediately discouraged and his face was full of disappointment.

"Sure enough, can't you accept inheritance..."

He sighed for a long time, and Zhou fengmiao on one side was also lost, which made Yang Xuan lose confidence for a time.

From Zhou Fengyuan's words, it seems that this test is to find people who can accept inheritance. What is inheritance?

The atmosphere in the hall slowly became silent. After a long time, Zhou Fengyuan said faintly: "Yang Xuan, although you failed the test, the national hall is still very optimistic about you."

"Thank you, Lord. I just can't help you. I'm very sorry."

"No, it's not such a simple thing... How about you stay and be a disciple of our temple?"

Guodian disciple?

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and his heart was suddenly mixed.

Up to now, I have been lonely all the way. When I see that others have families, I naturally envy them.

However, joining the National Palace is not only to enjoy the capital it brings, but also to be bound. Just like Zhang Zhengli of Wanling sect, he has thousands of pride in his heart, but he can only devote himself to Wanling sect in his whole life.

What Yang Xuan wants is a more open world.

With a sigh of regret, Yang Xuan slowly arched his hands and said, "I appreciate the kindness of the hall Lord, but the younger generation's ambition is not here..."

"You don't have to say that." Zhou Fengyuan interrupted Yang Xuan's words, pointed to Zhou fengmiao with a faint smile on his face and said, "although you are a disciple of the hall of our country, you can follow fengmiao to practice. Except that there is a crisis of life and death in the hall of our country, you can listen to the imperial edict and don't listen to the announcement."

Yang Xuan immediately paid attention to the last five words and was a little excited for a moment.

It's best to follow Zhou fengmiao, but Yang Xuan still can't accept it. However, listening to the imperial edict and not listening to the Declaration represents freedom. This is what Yang Xuan wants most.

Seeing that Yang Xuan was still standing still, Zhou fengmiao's face on one side was gloomy and took a step forward.

"What are you thinking? Do you think I don't deserve to be your master?"

"Of course not!"

Yang Xuan was startled by Zhou fengmiao, and then returned to God and bowed his hand to Zhou Fengyuan: "at the command of the hall Lord!"

Now Zhou fengmiao's face looked better. Zhou Feng's principle was helpless and smiled: "your boy is really different. Others can't grab a place for a national hall disciple. You have to talk about conditions. You're really cheap and good."

Yang Xuan was speechless and could only smile awkwardly.

"OK, fengmiao, take him out first and hold an entrance ceremony in the National Palace in three days."

The ceremony of entering the temple is not a complicated procedure, which is similar to the ordinary teacher worship ceremony, but it is indispensable. One is to enhance the identity of new disciples, and the other is to tell the world that there are new people in the temple.

Zhou fengmiao nodded, took Yang Xuan out of the national hall and went straight to the restaurant outside.

When they sat down, Zhou fengmiao picked up a pile of peanuts without any scruples about the image, poured them straight into his mouth, smashed them, swallowed them, and then spoke.

"The wine and dishes in the capital are so tasteless that they are not as good as the fire troops in the Xuanmen pass. Tut tut."

"This is true of those who join the army."

Yang Xuan smiled and poured himself a glass of wine. He took a sip gently. The aroma was sweet and refreshing. He just felt very delicious.

"I've been dragged by my brother every day during this period. I don't know when the competition of your Yang family will be over. It's a pity that I didn't come to see you."

"I'm afraid you'll have to run around at two ends during this time. If you have anything to do, come to me for help. Anyway, we'll be a teacher and apprentice in three days."

"By the way, after joining the National Palace, your words and deeds will be bound, but you don't have to be so when you go out with me in the capital."

Zhou fengmiao said sentence by sentence. Yang Xuan kept nodding, but his eyes were slightly lost, which made Zhou fengmiao stunned.

"What's the matter with you, boy? Did the National Palace wronged you or did your Yang family wronged you?"

"Neither."

"Then what are you thinking? Tell it."

The wine cup in Yang Xuan's hand paused for a moment, and then whispered about himself and Yu Qingcheng.

"What, is that girl hiding from you?" Zhou fengmiao widened his eyes, then lowered his voice and said, "it should be the old man Xu Ruxian who played tricks in the middle?"

"I didn't say that!"

Yang Xuan immediately shook his head, and then Zhou fengmiao grabbed his wrist: "go, I'll take you to find him!"

As soon as the food and wine on the table came up, they left the restaurant and went straight to the prime minister's house.

At the same time, in the prime minister's residence, the two old men stared at the plate of braised fish in front of them and smiled without saying anything. It was Xu Ruxian and Zhou Lao.

The general and Yu Qingcheng stood alone and looked at them confused.

"How did the Prime Minister of great Wei become so philistine? He just ate a plate of fish and asked me to pay." Mr. Zhou said, his eyes on the fish.

The aroma is pungent and the flavor is rich. Xu Ruxian's craft is getting better and better.

Xu Ruxian stretched out his hand and pinched it. He said slowly, "the fish are caught. Naturally, there is no money, but the official salt is two dollars, the scallion is three Liang, and the sauce..."

Old Zhou quickly stopped with a headache: "all right, all right, forget it. I'll give you one or two silver!"

Then he stretched out his hand to the general, and immediately the general reluctantly felt one or two pieces of silver from his belt.

If this belt hadn't been with him for many years, he had the habit of releasing silver before. Otherwise, the general really didn't know how to take out this small silver or two.

Old Zhou threw the silver directly. Xu Ruxian smiled and took it back and took back his power to control the braised fish.

"Mr. Zhou is really generous. I'll thank him for my disciple." Xu Ruxian smiled, and Yu Qingcheng behind him was confused.

Generous?

One or two silver, but you can buy a few strings of sugar gourd. Can you call it generous?

The level of these elders is too high, and they can't understand it any more.

Zhou Laogang just picked up the chopsticks. Before the tip of the chopsticks touched the fish, the next moment there was a sound of smashing the door and a loud shout in the yard.

"Is Xu Xiang there? Zhou fengmiao came to visit!"

Old Zhou couldn't help shaking his hand. The chopsticks immediately pierced the fish, and the rich aura rushed out of the fish, and then the fish disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Oh, what a pity!"