"Miss Xuan'er, this is my Zhang family's unparalleled knowledge, a long scroll. This is the pen and ink of the ancestor of my Zhang family, Sage Zhang Hong, which is quite precious. You are highly qualified and have already learned astonishingly at a young age. We have decided on this long scroll.
Gifted to you."
The eldest elder of the Zhang family smiled and sent a scroll to Lu Xuan'er's hand.
At this moment, Lu Xuan'er was flattered. When she heard that it was the calligraphy treasure of the literary saint, she immediately felt on pins and needles.
"Senior, I, this junior, are just mortals. This is a sacred object. I, this junior, should be ashamed of it." Lu Xuan'er declined.
Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Miss Xuan'er, just accept this calligraphy treasure. When the ancestor left, I personally reminded you that if someone with a destiny comes to the Zhang family in the future, then you must give this calligraphy treasure to pass on these unique skills.
If you don’t accept it, we won’t be able to explain it to our ancestors.”
"Yes, Miss Xuan'er, just accept it."
"You have been practicing in the saint's study these days and have been recognized by the saint's magic weapon spirit. You are definitely expected to receive this long scroll."
The Zhang family disciples who were following Zhang Heng also spoke one after another.
Lu Xuan'er looked at the people in front of her and suddenly didn't know what to say.
She is a smart person, and she can naturally see that this scroll has a fatal temptation for many Zhang family children.
To the Confucian and Taoist monks, the calligraphy treasure of the Saint of Literature is almost like a sacred object. If a monk goes out and shows the calligraphy treasure of the Saint of Literature, no Confucian disciple would dare to disrespect him.
This is not only a treasure for cultivation, but also a symbol of status!
Lu Xuan'er even knew that Zhang Hong, the ancestor of the Zhang family, was already in charge of Liangjie Mountain together with two other saints.
Without the saint's protection, the Zhang family's status has plummeted, so every saint's treasure is extremely precious.
Lu Xuan'er knew very well why he wanted to give it to her.
Everything is because of Lu Yu.
The Zhang family has lost Zhang Hong as their backer, and they must gain another one to stabilize the family.
For this reason, they could even sell their family's sacred objects to curry favor with Lu Yu.
"Thank you to the seniors for their support. I will definitely protect this sacred scroll." Lu Xuan'er carefully put away the calligraphy treasure of the Literary Saint.
She knew that if she didn't accept it today, she would be disrespecting the Zhang family.
Now that Lu Xuan'er is under someone else's care, it's hard for her to do anything that goes against the will of the Zhang family.
Seeing Lu Xuan'er accept it, a smile suddenly bloomed on the elder's face of the Zhang family.
"Very good. I heard that Miss Xuan'er doesn't have a master yet. How about taking Xuance as her master? He is currently at home. If you don't understand something, he can teach you more." The eldest elder of the Zhang family said.
He smiled with a beard.
"Zhang Xuance, Minister of Rites!" Lu Xuan'er was shocked.
That person is an orthodox disciple of Literary Sage, six ministers, and a master of Confucianism.
I don’t know how many people are trying to get into Zhang Xuance’s family.
Zhang Xuance walked out of the crowd with a smile on his face: "Lu Xuan'er, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"
A majestic aura comes towards you, like a mountain approaching, making you look intimidated.
"Xuan'er pays homage to Master!"
Lu Xuan'er decisively knelt on the ground and saluted Zhang Xuance.
Zhang Xuance laughed and said: "From today on, you are my close disciple. I will teach you everything I have learned. After you go out, you can also act as a disciple of a saint. Although the heaven is big, you can go anywhere."
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Happiness came so suddenly, Lu Xuan'er's head was buzzing, and she was stunned for a moment, at a loss.