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Chapter 835: 9. Eight Trigrams Spirit Gathering, Sword Immortal Defense Array (2 in 1)

“Mas … Martial Uncle?”

Teacher Zhao Teng suspected that he had heard wrongly.

However, this respectable old man in front of him clearly did not look like he was joking at all. Instead, he continued to instruct, ” This old man is accepting a disciple on behalf of my master. Therefore, this young mister Qi Mo will be the head of the array formation inheritance of my Tingxue Academy from now on.

Little mister is new here and there are many things he is not clear about. You need to cooperate as much as possible.

However, don’t tell those juniors about this, and don’t publicize it. ”

Zhao Teng was speechless.

He took a deep breath. He could not believe that the young man he had brought in had suddenly become a martial uncle, and he was in charge of the array path.

This matter was too inconceivable.

He had just been instructing this student to understand etiquette…

What the hell?

This was a f * cking wild dog.

Even the teachers of the College couldn’t help but curse in their hearts.

But he still turned sideways and bowed respectfully to Xia Ji. “”Little Uncle-Master.”

Xia Ji smiled and nodded.

Teng Zhao stood up, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down. Then, he said,”Headmaster, do I need to inform the other junior sisters, junior brothers, or colleagues?”

“Let them come over. I’ll talk to them personally,” Ouyang Mu said after thinking for a while.

“I understand.”

A moment later.

More than 20 Academy teachers appeared in front of the small pavilion in the mountain.

The group bowed first, then…Ouyang Mu had told him about this.

Instantly, the expressions and emotions of these twenty teachers were exactly the same as Zhao Teng’s.

It was just that the position was slightly different from that of a wild dog.

They all looked at Xia Ji strangely.

“Mas … Martial Uncle?”

“And it’s the junior martial uncle of the Array Dao?”

While everyone was shocked, they did not forget to bow and remember Xia Ji’s appearance. They would naturally provide corresponding support in the Academy.

After the teachers of all ages returned to the academy,

The mountain path in the autumn returned to its original peace.

Ouyang Mu said,”Young Sir, follow me.” Entering the Confucian Sect naturally requires some etiquette.”

Xia Ji nodded.

He followed the old man into the small pavilion.

There was another world behind the small pavilion.

The frost leaves swirled and paved a quiet, withered path, the falling leaves made a sound, but it was even more silent.

The two of them stepped on the road, making cracking sounds.

Because there was no need to announce it to the world, the etiquette of accepting a disciple on behalf of the master was not complicated.

The main process was to offer sacrifices to the ancestors, burn incense, and worship.

Xia Ji knew that there were no ancestors, and they would disappear forever if they died. However, he did not say much and followed the procedure to complete the etiquette.

When it was over, Ouyang Mu looked at Xia Ji even more intimately.

In this era, everyone paid great attention to their sect and background. Once they entered the sect, they were one of them.

Even if they were born in the righteous path and committed crimes, they would never lose the restraints of their birth. Just like how a vicious tiger would not eat its cubs, they would never attack their former junior brothers, sisters, and masters easily.

In the bottom of a person’s heart, there would always be some bottom line and pure land. Otherwise, what difference would there be from a beast without reason?

Previously, although Ouyang Mu and Xia Ji had said that they would accept a disciple on behalf of their master, they had not completed the ceremony after all, so there was still a sense of distance.

Now that Xia Ji had completed the procedure, the sense of distance had disappeared without a trace.

The old man didn’t ask about Xia Ji’s secret and only smiled warmly. “”Young Master, since it’s almost noon, why don’t you come to the back of the mountain and have a meal with me?”

Xia Ji looked at the sky. In the middle of the frosty sky, there was a sun that was not dazzling. He nodded and smiled.”Thank you, Senior Brother.”

When the old man heard the word “Senior Brother”, he laughed and did not say anything else. He raised his hand and pointed at the sky, saying softly,”Wind.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of mountain wind deviated from its original direction and rolled up.

In the process of rolling up, the wind became stronger and stronger. Then, it actually transformed into an invisible hand.

The large hand reached into the clouds and tore off a piece of the cloud that floated over their heads.

The cloud seemed to have a life of its own. It flew down from the sky and landed below the two of them, carrying them up.

Immediately, the old man lifted his finger and pointed. The cloud flew towards the direction he pointed.

The scenery beneath his feet was already small, and the mountains and rivers were in his eyes.

On the cloud, Ouyang Mu turned his head to look at Xia Ji. He saw that the latter’s expression was calm, and he did not show any signs of panic or surprise. He sighed inwardly.

He originally wanted to ask, ” Little mister, do you think my method of using the law to execute my words is acceptable? ”

After pondering for a moment, he decided not to ask.

What was there to be proud of?

What if he was slapped in the face by his junior brother again?

The two of them stood in mid-air, riding on the clouds and mist, and had already reached the deep mountains.

Looking down from above, there was actually a bamboo forest that looked like a desert oasis in the deep mountains of the Ashen Cloud Mountain.

It was clearly autumn, but the bamboo forest had not withered and was still green like the spring.

In the bamboo forest, a noblewoman was playing the zither.

The clouds fell.

Only then did the noblewoman raise her head.

However, when he saw that there was actually a young man other than Ouyang Mu in the clouds, he was stunned.

Then, he heard the old man introduce,”This is his junior brother”…The noblewoman was even more shocked.

However, she did not say anything. She just turned around and went to the depths of the bamboo forest to cook two dishes.

This noble lady was Ouyang Mu’s wife, Mu Shanshui, and also the sister of the current Northern Tang Emperor.

From this, it could be seen that the relationship between a dynasty and the Academy was very close.

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Chapter 835: 9. Eight Trigrams Spirit Gathering, Sword Immortal Defense Array (2 in 1)

“Mas … Martial Uncle?”

Teacher Zhao Teng suspected that he had heard wrongly.

However, this respectable old man in front of him clearly did not look like he was joking at all. Instead, he continued to instruct, ” This old man is accepting a disciple on behalf of my master. Therefore, this young mister Qi Mo will be the head of the array formation inheritance of my Tingxue Academy from now on.

Little mister is new here and there are many things he is not clear about. You need to cooperate as much as possible.

However, don’t tell those juniors about this, and don’t publicize it. ”

Zhao Teng was speechless.

He took a deep breath. He could not believe that the young man he had brought in had suddenly become a martial uncle, and he was in charge of the array path.

This matter was too inconceivable.

He had just been instructing this student to understand etiquette…

What the hell?

This was a f * cking wild dog.

Even the teachers of the College couldn’t help but curse in their hearts.

But he still turned sideways and bowed respectfully to Xia Ji. “”Little Uncle-Master.”

Xia Ji smiled and nodded.

Teng Zhao stood up, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down. Then, he said,”Headmaster, do I need to inform the other junior sisters, junior brothers, or colleagues?”

“Let them come over. I’ll talk to them personally,” Ouyang Mu said after thinking for a while.

“I understand.”

A moment later.

More than 20 Academy teachers appeared in front of the small pavilion in the mountain.

The group bowed first, then…Ouyang Mu had told him about this.

Instantly, the expressions and emotions of these twenty teachers were exactly the same as Zhao Teng’s.

It was just that the position was slightly different from that of a wild dog.

They all looked at Xia Ji strangely.

“Mas … Martial Uncle?”

“And it’s the junior martial uncle of the Array Dao?”

While everyone was shocked, they did not forget to bow and remember Xia Ji’s appearance. They would naturally provide corresponding support in the Academy.

After the teachers of all ages returned to the academy,

The mountain path in the autumn returned to its original peace.

Ouyang Mu said,”Young Sir, follow me.” Entering the Confucian Sect naturally requires some etiquette.”

Xia Ji nodded.

He followed the old man into the small pavilion.

There was another world behind the small pavilion.

The frost leaves swirled and paved a quiet, withered path, the falling leaves made a sound, but it was even more silent.

The two of them stepped on the road, making cracking sounds.

Because there was no need to announce it to the world, the etiquette of accepting a disciple on behalf of the master was not complicated.

The main process was to offer sacrifices to the ancestors, burn incense, and worship.

Xia Ji knew that there were no ancestors, and they would disappear forever if they died. However, he did not say much and followed the procedure to complete the etiquette.

When it was over, Ouyang Mu looked at Xia Ji even more intimately.

In this era, everyone paid great attention to their sect and background. Once they entered the sect, they were one of them.

Even if they were born in the righteous path and committed crimes, they would never lose the restraints of their birth. Just like how a vicious tiger would not eat its cubs, they would never attack their former junior brothers, sisters, and masters easily.

In the bottom of a person’s heart, there would always be some bottom line and pure land. Otherwise, what difference would there be from a beast without reason?

Previously, although Ouyang Mu and Xia Ji had said that they would accept a disciple on behalf of their master, they had not completed the ceremony after all, so there was still a sense of distance.

Now that Xia Ji had completed the procedure, the sense of distance had disappeared without a trace.

The old man didn’t ask about Xia Ji’s secret and only smiled warmly. “”Young Master, since it’s almost noon, why don’t you come to the back of the mountain and have a meal with me?”

Xia Ji looked at the sky. In the middle of the frosty sky, there was a sun that was not dazzling. He nodded and smiled.”Thank you, Senior Brother.”

When the old man heard the word “Senior Brother”, he laughed and did not say anything else. He raised his hand and pointed at the sky, saying softly,”Wind.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of mountain wind deviated from its original direction and rolled up.

In the process of rolling up, the wind became stronger and stronger. Then, it actually transformed into an invisible hand.

The large hand reached into the clouds and tore off a piece of the cloud that floated over their heads.

The cloud seemed to have a life of its own. It flew down from the sky and landed below the two of them, carrying them up.

Immediately, the old man lifted his finger and pointed. The cloud flew towards the direction he pointed.

The scenery beneath his feet was already small, and the mountains and rivers were in his eyes.

On the cloud, Ouyang Mu turned his head to look at Xia Ji. He saw that the latter’s expression was calm, and he did not show any signs of panic or surprise. He sighed inwardly.

He originally wanted to ask, ” Little mister, do you think my method of using the law to execute my words is acceptable? ”

After pondering for a moment, he decided not to ask.

What was there to be proud of?

What if he was slapped in the face by his junior brother again?

The two of them stood in mid-air, riding on the clouds and mist, and had already reached the deep mountains.

Looking down from above, there was actually a bamboo forest that looked like a desert oasis in the deep mountains of the Ashen Cloud Mountain.

It was clearly autumn, but the bamboo forest had not withered and was still green like the spring.

In the bamboo forest, a noblewoman was playing the zither.

The clouds fell.

Only then did the noblewoman raise her head.

However, when he saw that there was actually a young man other than Ouyang Mu in the clouds, he was stunned.

Then, he heard the old man introduce,”This is his junior brother”…The noblewoman was even more shocked.

However, she did not say anything. She just turned around and went to the depths of the bamboo forest to cook two dishes.

This noble lady was Ouyang Mu’s wife, Mu Shanshui, and also the sister of the current Northern Tang Emperor.

From this, it could be seen that the relationship between a dynasty and the Academy was very close.

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