At the end of the quiet winding path, in the lush jungle, there is an inconspicuous building quietly waiting for its owner who has not returned.

Lan Xin followed the teacher and walked through the weeds, secretly wondering about her route.

She always felt that the ordinary jungle seemed very strange. The trees were planted very regularly, but there was no regularity.

When I arrived at the door of the building, I saw Xingyun in blue waiting there, with his luggage on the ground.

Xingyun saw them coming from a distance, put his hands on his right waist, slightly bent his knees and waist, lowered his head and performed a standard male courtesy.

"Xingchen Clan Xingyun meets His Excellency the Apostle."

"Get up, it turns out that you are the young master of the Star Clan. He has grown so big in a blink of an eye." Yuan Zhen nodded slightly and said with a smile.

Xingyun stood upright, with a pair of bright starry eyes full of smiles.

"Remember to come to the Yubao Pavilion where my master lives tomorrow morning. There will be a ceremony for accepting disciples." Yuan Zhen gave Lan Xin a meaningful look and left.

Lan Xin also quickly lowered her head, bent down to salute, and said: "Best farewell to the teacher."

When the teacher walked away, Lan Xin shook her restrained hands and feet, saw Xingyun looking over, and winked at him.

"Brother Yun, have you met the teacher before?" Lan Xin saw that there was no one around, so she picked it up and saluted.

"Your Highness, you don't know that the Great Sage Master once visited our Star Clan. I did meet the Great Sage Master with my mother before, and she also guided me in my cultivation." Xing Yun saw Lan Xin moving the luggage by herself and quickly picked it up.

He picked up another packet as a gift.

"Then why do you call the teacher Your Excellency the Apostle?" The two of them held a few bags in their arms and saluted, and slowly walked towards the door.

"Just leave the two of us here and forget about it. The same goes for the teacher. We are just two children!" Lan Xin complained.

The doors of the tall building were closed, and no one could be seen.

"The Great Sage was the former apostle of Holy Lord Qilin, and our Xingchen Clan is also loyal to the Qilin Royal Clan. So our people still call the Great Sage His Excellency the Apostle." Xingyun explained patiently.

The two came to the gate. Lan Xin looked at the green moss growing in some places on the wooden door, and looked at Xingyun with a puzzled look. However, she saw Xingyun looking at her with a smile.

Well, I thought that Xingyun was also the son of our family, and even in the palace he was the attendant in charge. Lan Xin looked at his ignorant look and decided to take action herself.

She slapped the metal knocker on the door and shouted, "Is anyone there? Please open the door."

After calling several times, no one responded. Lan Xin put down her heavy luggage and rubbed her sore arms.

"Your Highness, let's wait a little longer. The master may be back soon." Xingyun also put the luggage on the ground and suggested.

"What are you waiting for? Look at this door, then look at this place. No one has been here for a long time. There are so many grasses and trees that have not been trimmed for a long time." Lan Xin's eyebrows were wrinkled, and she had a grimace.

Walking back and forth in front of the door.

"No way? An old man passing by just now told me that the master will open the door when he comes back soon." Xingyun said in disbelief.

"The master will be back soon? Then let's wait for a while!" As soon as Lan Xin heard this, she felt relieved and sat down on the package.

"I said Brother Yun, we are studying outside. You don't want His Highness's subordinates to call me here and there. Just call me Ajiu or Ninth Young Master." Lan Xin crossed her legs and swayed.

"Okay, Ninth Young Master." Xingyun followed Shan Ruliu and changed his title directly.

The two of them had been waiting here for a long time, seeing the sunset filling the western sky. When they were waiting impatiently, an old man wearing a gray scholar's shirt came over.

Lan Xin quickly stood up, ran over and asked, "Old man, are you the owner of this house?"

The old man's hair was only tied with a white ribbon, and his Confucian shirt was washed white, but his turbid eyes shone with wisdom.

The old man looked Lan Xin and Xing Yun up and down and said, "The old woman is not the owner of this house, but the owner's old friend. Before she left, she said she would come back in a while, and the old woman came to visit."

It turns out that this is the old man Xingyun met before, and he is not the owner of this place.

"But the door didn't open. Did she not come back?" The old man said to himself, but he still came to the door and pulled the knocker, hoping that someone would open the door.

Lan Xin heard that she was an old friend of the owner of the house, and asked familiarly, "Then, are students studying here allowed to live here? We are here to study."

"Yes, the master here is very hospitable and very knowledgeable. He has many bachelors who follow him. You have come to the right place." The old man's eyes were full of admiration for the master.

Seeing that there was still no response, the old man added: "It seems that the master has not come back yet, the old woman has left first."

Lan Xin was a little anxious. This place looked a little remote. If no one came, would their two children have to sleep at this gate at night?

Xingyun was also a little panicked. He also realized that apart from being good at writing and dealing with people, he seemed to lack life skills.

Sen Yang was injured. Wang Jun told him to take good care of His Highness before leaving. What should he do now?

Lan Xin turned around and saw Xing Yun's panic and self-blame. She could only pretend to be calm and said: "Brother Yun, don't worry, there will be a solution."

Xingyun was immediately impressed by her calm look. She was indeed His Highness. His Highness was only seven years old and had such a mentality. However, I was three years older than His Highness, but was far inferior to her.

Lan Xin returned to the door again and checked carefully. She stood on the threshold and pushed the door hard. It seemed that the door had not been opened for many years and had not moved at all.

Xingyun asked in confusion: "Master Ninth, the owner of this house is not here. The door is naturally locked. Aren't you doing this in vain?"

Lan Xin replied with a smile: "You have to try everything. If you step back, I will try my best to back out the door."

The old man who had walked a few steps also stopped and looked at the two children funny.

Lan Xin retreated to the steps, ran towards the middle of the door, and pushed hard. The door made a "squeak" sound and was slowly pushed open.

Lan Xin pushed the door on the right side of the door open a small crack and looked back at the old man who looked at her in surprise. She thought about it and pushed the door open to the corner.

Seeing that her hands were stained with some sawdust from the door, Lan Xin clapped her hands and shook off the sawdust.

Xingyun, who looked admiringly at the bottom of the steps, said: "Brother Yun, take your luggage and let's go in."

Lan Xin also picked up two bags of luggage, carried them on her back, smiled at the old man, and said happily: "Old man, you are a good friend of the old man, just go in and wait for her. Maybe she has something to do outside and is delayed.

It’s getting dark soon, she’ll be back soon.”

The old man was silent when he heard Lan Xin's words. Then he looked at the open door, seemingly lost in thought.

Lan Xin was also tired and couldn't care less about what the old man was thinking. She called Xingyun and walked inside.

Now she just wants to find a room quickly, lie down and take a nap. After all, she has to see the teacher tomorrow. The teacher will implant the formation into her body, and she will be able to read and write!

As soon as the two stepped through the door, they were stunned by the sight in front of them.
Chapter completed!