Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 174
The next day is the first day of the Lunar New Year.According to Taoist rules, there are two major events in the first month.

First, today is the natural wax among the five waxes.It is the Xuandu Capital of the Five Emperors' dynasties, which governs the underworld, the five mountains and the four mountains, the [-] yin and yang, regulates the people, and extends the good days.

The second is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, which is the Shangyuan Festival in the Sanyuan Festival.

Three yuan and five la, a grand Taoist event, cannot be sloppy.Therefore, on this day, the whole Guiyun Mountain was full of celestial music, sandalwood incense was wafting, and all the main halls were extremely solemn.

Early in the morning, Tianshu Hall sent someone to deliver a brand-new set of robes that were standard for disciples of Yunxu Palace, informing Fang Ling that at today's grand event, Changji Daoist will officially pass on to accept disciples.

Therefore, Fang Ling had been waiting outside the Huaguang Altar for nearly an hour.

The envious eyes of the disciples watching the ceremony swept Fang Ling back and forth, which made Fang Ling, who was already shivering from the cold, even more nervous.

It was a grand Taoist gathering with many rituals, and it was almost noon when it was the turn of the real person to pass on the ferry.Fang Ling was already afraid of the cold, but now he had been freezing outside the palace for two consecutive hours, and his whole body was almost frozen into an ice sculpture.

Finally, it was the real person's turn to teach the Tao. Amidst the flying snow in the sky, a woman wearing a moon-white green shirt and a jade crown with hair tied on her head walked heroically from outside the Huaguang Altar.Every step is extremely dignified and solemn, and every step is full of spirit.

On the main hall, all the disciples of the elders are lined up, and the elders are arranged on both sides in a fan shape.The first honorable person is the six senior elders of Yunxu Palace, and the first one in the middle is a real person with silver hair and immortal demeanor.

With a smile in his eyes, Xianyue walked down from the top of the hall to Fang Ling's side like a spring breeze, and took the birthday horoscope from her hand and presented it to Master Changji.

The real person nodded, put the horoscope into an ebony box next to him, and then said:

"I return to Yunshan Yunxu Palace No. 60. The eighth-generation head of Changji Taoist now accepts Fang Ling as a closed disciple, and bestows the Taoist name Xianling. I give it back to Yunshan Disciple Order.

From then on, it is necessary to be cautious in words and deeds, self-restraint and reverence, always consider the teacher's school, and everything should be based on the Tao, promote Taoism, punish evil and strengthen the righteous, cultivate the body and mind, in order to seek the way of immortality. "

"Disciple Xian Ling respectfully obeys the master's orders!"

Fang Ling solemnly knelt down, laying flat on the ground from his elbows to his wrists, with the palms of his hands facing up, prostrated on the ground and solemnly kowtowed three times.

Master Changji wrote that Xianyue granted Fang Lingyun the order of discipleship in Xu Palace and said:

"Haven't you come forward to offer tea?"

Fang Ling stepped forward, stepped onto the nine-level cloud platform, took the tea cup from the plate of the disciple beside him, bent down and knelt on the ground, raised his hands above his head and said:

"Master, please use tea!"

Master Changji smiled and took the tea cup and drank it in one gulp.

"From now on, you will be my disciple of Changji Daoist. You must always remember your identity, and you must not act arbitrarily and damage the reputation of the teacher. Can you remember?"

"The disciple obeys the teacher's orders!"

Then, according to the rules, tea was served to the six senior uncles one by one.

Fang Ling suddenly remembered the narrow-minded Mr. Chang Ting who always regarded himself as a thorn in his flesh. It is said that he is the youngest among the elders.

So while I was serving tea to the elder, I secretly turned my head from my sleeves and glanced at the last seat on the right side.

I saw a handsome face half covered by the clothes, with indifferent and distant eyes like a quiet pool of autumn water, unfathomable, those faint eyes seemed to lock him firmly with just one glance across thousands of rivers and mountains.

A few years ago on the banks of the Muma River, under the distant flower trees, the man in white clothes suddenly appeared in front of his eyes after many years in the misty rain.

Fang Ling's heart jumped wildly, and his eyes got wet for no reason, his eyes seemed to be glued, and he couldn't move half an inch away.

Fang Ling didn't hear clearly what his elders and uncles had told him, and he couldn't tell whether they were happy or worried about his apprenticeship.His mind seemed to have stopped, and from beginning to end it was only echoing the words, deeds, and actions of that person in the past.

Surprised and delighted, I hastily served the tea to the first five elder teachers and uncles.

It was finally his turn, and he was already excited, but he couldn't suppress the excitement and anxiety of seeing each other again after a long absence.

She wished she could trot up to him and ask him if he still remembered her.However, due to the etiquette and rules, he could only suppress the joy in his heart and step forward slowly.

He took the tea according to the protocol, knelt down, and raised the cup.However, the corners of his brows and eyes were all shining with bright light, and his clear and bright eyes were full of joy.

But Mr. Changting didn't seem to recognize her, his light eyes swept over the person in front of him, and he just looked at her noncommittally, indifferently, unexpectedly did not take the teacup.

Fang Ling's whole body was filled with a nympho temperament, and he waited for a moment foolishly.He suddenly woke up and realized that this was the ceremony of passing on the crossing, so he lowered his eyes helplessly and raised his hands above his head.

However, the person in front of him remained calm, and after a long time, under the uproar of the crowd, he suddenly knocked down the teacup and said:
"It's cold!"

The cold tone was like a basin of cold water in his pocket, instantly pouring down Fang Ling's enthusiasm from head to toe.Fang Ling suddenly raised his head and looked at the man sitting upright above him in astonishment.

In the eyes of that man, there was still the same ancient well that had not changed for thousands of years. He was neither happy nor sad, neither loved nor hated, just as indifferent and alienated as before.

Yue Xun doesn't remember her anymore! ?

Above the main hall, everyone never expected that Mr. Changting, as the former member of Yunxiao Palace, would be so disrespectful when he first entered Yunxu Palace.

Although Lord Changting had been strongly opposed to this matter for some time, because all the elders were persuaded by Master Changji one by one, even Elder Changkong had no choice but to dare not say anything more about Xianyu.

Although he still has criticisms, he can't complain alone.But no one expected that he would fall out in public during the passing ceremony in the main hall.

In the silent hall, only Fang Ling was still in the mood to wink at Chang Tingjun and stop talking. If she hadn't been interrupted by a clear cough, I don't know how long she would have been here.

All the elders couldn't help but turned their heads and looked away. Thinking about the ancestors' admonitions, it is not unreasonable to not accept female disciples according to the centuries-old sect rules.

Fang Ling sent out the secret signal for a long time with wonderful eyes. If he is serious, he must be able to taste a getaway.

However, there was no response from the other party and he finally decided to give up for the time being.He thought it was because he was too reckless just now and offended the legendary god. The two of them talked about the acquaintance in private, so they were not afraid that he would run away again.

Then he carefully picked up the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground and put them away, and turned around to get a new cup of tea.

Because it is freshly brewed tea, it is extra hot.Fang Ling endured the burning of his fingertips and knelt down again as calmly as possible, raised his hands above his head, and raised his teacup high.

However, it took a long time, until Fang Ling felt that the severe pain in his hand was almost unbearable, and he saw the clothes in front of him moved, and the teacup fell to the ground again.

The person above said coldly: "It's too hot!"

The hot tea was poured out immediately, and Fang Ling instinctively withdrew his hand, then quickly hid half of his plain hand in his sleeve and clenched it tightly, doubts abounding in his heart.

Fang Ling didn't know what kind of mood he had, but he took another cup of tea, bowed to the ground again with anger, and raised his hands above his head.

This time, I didn't wait too long, I saw the person in the first place raised his cup and got up and said:
"Don't you really not understand? How many more cups of tea you take are useless. I will not recognize you as a disciple."

(End of this chapter)