txolops Chapter 130 The Ceremony of Accepting Disciples
Chapter 130 The Ceremony of Accepting Disciples
Mingxin secretly pursed her lips but did not reply.
He knew that there were many monsters in the world, but monsters were not stupid and would not easily come to human cities.
Humans are the protagonists of heaven and earth; to kill or harm humans is to commit a sin.
Killing one or two is fine, but killing too many makes you a walking gift of merit.
Those powerful cultivators will soon arrive upon hearing the news.
Mingxin thought to himself, "My master has lived for so many years and has hardly ever seen any living demons, so it's even less likely that you two could."
He looked up and, finding nothing amiss, shook his head and laughed, "You must be mistaken. There are no demons here."
Upon hearing this, the servants cautiously turned around and found that the strange phenomenon from before had indeed disappeared, and they looked at each other in bewilderment.
Did I see things wrong? But that shouldn't be the case!
It's one thing if I'm the only one who makes a mistake, but there are so many of us, we can't all make a mistake!
A young handyman, quick-witted as ever, met Mingxin's gaze and said:
"Senior, since this dormitory is empty anyway, and everyone thinks there's something wrong with it, why don't you take us inside to have a look?"
"This way, everyone can feel at ease."
Upon hearing this, Mingxin sneered twice, staring at the young handyman and asking, "Everyone? Where did this 'everyone' come from?"
He looked around, his gaze sweeping over the other servants.
"Anyone among you who thinks something's wrong with this dorm room? Step forward and let me see!"
Mingxin's level is very low, and his magic power is also very weak. He is not a powerful character at all.
However, in the eyes of these servants, he was a senior brother who possessed magic, someone who absolutely could not be offended.
The servants all lowered their heads, not daring to stand up and disagree.
Seeing this, Mingxin nodded smugly, looked at the young servant from before, and said with a smirk:
"If you're the only one overreacting, don't try to drag others into it, understand?"
The young servant's face darkened; he dared not refute and remained silent with his head down.
Mingxin, seeing that he outwardly agreed but inwardly disagreed, sneered twice and said:
"Hmph, I'm not afraid to tell you, that dormitory room was indeed empty before, but now someone lives there."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked over in surprise, even the young handyman looked up.
Is that true? How come we didn't know about this?
Mingxin pointed to the dormitory in the distance and said:
"The master's newly accepted disciple lives inside; the apprenticeship ceremony will be held tomorrow."
"Tell me yourselves, should I lead you into this place to find some kind of demon?"
The servants looked on with envy at Lin Xuan's dormitory.
Being formally accepted into a master's tutelage is equivalent to becoming a superior person in Mozhu City.
"That's ten taels of silver!"
"Hehe, ten taels of silver is just the basic entry fee! Didn't you hear what my senior brother just said? Master will also hold a formal initiation ceremony for him! This can't be settled with just ten taels of silver!"
A moment later, the servants couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
A rustling sound arose.
Mingxin listened quietly, quite satisfied.
This is a great opportunity to make the audience envious and jealous in advance.
Mingxin gave the young servant a deep look and chuckled inwardly.
All the other servants were whispering among themselves, but this man remained silent.
"This kid's had a few years of schooling, and he thinks he's something special."
"He's been a disciple for a long time and still hasn't managed to scrape together ten taels of silver, yet Mingyue, a complete novice, is able to lord it over him. He's definitely not happy about it."
"When he hears tomorrow that Mingyue is going to become the master's last disciple, he will definitely be even more dissatisfied and want to find fault with Mingyue."
"With a little provocation, I can make him and Mingyue have a huge fight."
"Even if Mingyue realizes the problem and thinks that Master values him too much, and tries to get away, he'll be entangled by this kid and won't be able to escape for a while."
"By the time he realized what was happening... hehe, my master and I were already long gone!"
When Mingxin thought of this, she almost burst out laughing. She turned her head away, her shoulders shaking, and she was holding it in with great discomfort.
After a few breaths, Mingxin coughed a few times and said:
"Alright, you can all go and get some rest now. Don't oversleep tomorrow morning, and remember to attend your senior brother's ceremony!"
Although Lin Xuan joined the sect later, he was a proper disciple and naturally became the senior brother of these menial servants.
Most of the servants nodded in agreement after hearing this.
Only the young servant gritted his teeth, feeling indignant.
Inside the dormitory, Lin Xuan watched this scene quietly from behind the wall.
In his eyes, Mingxin was nothing more than a slightly brighter candle flame.
The light from the servants was even fainter, barely more like the glow of decaying grass.
The only exception was the young handyman, who emanated a blue light.
The color is different from everyone else's.
Red signifies strong blood and energy, which is essential for martial arts cultivation. The group of river bandits that Lin Xuan once killed were like that.
The mind cultivates the Dao, emitting a pure white luster.
The servants had neither practiced martial arts nor understood magic, and their luster was faint, making it difficult to describe their color.
"Blue...this kid's got some interesting."
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow, revealing a hint of surprise.
He remembered clearly that this meant the servant was a special NPC who could be recruited as a disciple by a player.
In the game "Myth", not only can players take each other as apprentices and pass on their skills and supernatural powers, but players can also take certain NPCs as apprentices.
In games, this is simply a means to increase immersion.
NPC disciples are actually just pets with a unique appearance, and they don't have any special uses.
"However, the disciples of this world should have other uses. If there's an opportunity in the future, I could conduct an experiment." Lin Xuan thought to himself.
Those who are recognized by the system must have something special about them; they are not as simple as they seem.
Lin Xuan closed his eyes, stopped thinking, and quietly waited for the servants outside to leave.
After a long while, when there were no more people around, Lin Xuan continued his cultivation.
After the servants returned to their communal sleeping quarters, they discussed it briefly and then stopped thinking about it and went to sleep.
The same applies to young handymen.
Although he considered himself extraordinary, he had done too much heavy work during the day and was exhausted both physically and mentally, so he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
When he woke up again, he found his face was swollen; he had been woken up by someone patting him.
"Tan De, get up quickly! My senior brother just sent someone over, saying the apprentice-acceptance ceremony is about to begin and we need to hurry over!"
The young handyman was originally named Tan De. He dared not be negligent and hurriedly got up, muttering to himself as he dressed and walked out, finding it very strange.
The Taoist temple had held several apprenticeship ceremonies before, but never in such a hurry.
Each time, it takes several days to prepare, keeping these menial workers busy for a long time.
They would even send out invitations several days in advance, inviting all the prominent local figures to attend the ceremony.
Why is this time different?
However, Tan De did not voice these doubts, and silently followed behind the other servants, walking into the distance.
Before long, he followed the crowd to a square, which was the place where the apprenticeship ceremony was usually held.
The ceremony was indeed rushed; they simply hung up some banners and ribbons and set up a wooden platform—it was quite perfunctory.
On the platform sat a grand chair, and Qingyangzi sat upright in it.
Several Taoist priests stood behind him, with Mingxin leading the group.
The others were also Qingyangzi's legitimate disciples.
Opposite Qingyangzi stood a young man, tall and imposing.
"Is this the disciple Master wants to take in? Hmph, he does look quite good!" Tan De was a little jealous.