Seeing the other person's triumphant expression, Su Zhan felt like he was looking at another mentally retarded person.
Shocked, is it a compliment?
"Hehehe, you don't understand." Lingxuzi said proudly, "According to my master, your master, anyone who joins our sword pavilion must first see the portrait of our ancestor."
"The more arrogant someone is, the better his talent is and the higher his future achievements will be."
The corner of Su Zhan's mouth twitched, what else could she say.
But regarding the issue of gaffe, she did understand why.
If what she expected was correct, this portrait should be accompanied by a trace of the sword cultivator's thoughts, allowing everyone who saw his portrait to receive the baptism of sword energy, just like the sword that Su Zhan felt just now.
Same meaning.
Of course, it is impossible for ordinary children to be rational when seeing such a scene that is beyond common sense. It is normal for them to scream in surprise.
The more frightened he was, the more terrifying the scene he saw, and the deeper his understanding of the Patriarch's sword intention was unintentionally.
However, there are always exceptions. For example, everyone's stress limit is different, and the degree of panic expressed outside is also different.
It would be too inaccurate to judge a person's talent based on this incident.
Therefore, Su Zhan glanced at Lingxuzi sympathetically. Her master, whom she had never met before and would never meet again, was probably just frightened by his overreaction. In order to appease the child's emotions, she made up this
Be alarmed.
Su Zhan didn't know, but her guess was actually correct.
I don't know how many years ago, when Lingxuzi, who was still a chubby little boy, was led in by his master to see the portrait of his master, he was so frightened by the sight of thousands of swords flying that he sat down on the ground, crying so hard that tears and runny nose ran down his face.
The master who had never seen a child cry so much was about to pull out his hair in annoyance. If this was not the disciple he was optimistic about, he would have thrown the child out immediately. Finally, he had no choice but to say casually
Come up with this theory of innateness.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that since then, his disciple had been bent on recruiting the most talented disciple.
When he was a boy, Ling Xuzi believed that as long as he brought people to the portrait of his ancestor and saw who had the biggest reaction, then whoever had the best talent would be the best.
Therefore, it was not until his later years that he accepted Yunxiao as his disciple.
Fortunately, Yunxiao's talent in swordsmanship is really good, otherwise, Jiange may have declined from this generation onwards.
Therefore, Su Zhan is now very curious as to how Yun Xiao lost his composure back then and allowed Lingxuzi to accept him as his disciple.
"A sneeze." Yunxiao sneezed suddenly. He looked up in confusion, but found nothing unusual, so he continued to hold his face and close his eyes to rest.
"The apprenticeship ceremony of our Jiange is not as complicated as other sects. All you have to do is kowtow to the portrait of the founder."
Su Zhan nodded and knelt on the futon on the ground, kowtowing to the swordsman in white above him.
"Okay, you have seen the portrait of the ancestor, and you have touched it. Then from today on, you are my apprentice, Lingxuzi." Lingxuzi said with a smile, "By the way, apprentice, I am not a teacher yet."
Do you know what your name is?"
She was originally a little beggar, and the old beggar who picked her up just called her a girl. She had lived for more than ten years and never knew what her name was.
"I don't have a name." Su Zhan said calmly.
Lingxuzi was stunned for a moment, and then said without hesitation, "In this case, I will give you a name as my master."
"When I first picked up your senior brother, I named him Yunxiao, which means the sky above the clouds."
"Why don't you just call me Yun Jiu? How about it lasts forever?"
Su Zhan was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared in his eyes, "Okay, then my name will be Yun Jiu from today on."
"Yunxiao, Yunjiu. This way others will know that you two are my disciples, hahaha." Lingxuzi laughed out loud.
Su Zhan turned his face uncomfortably, and then seemed to remember something. He turned around and stretched out his hand, "Master, since I have already worshiped you, do you want to send me the secret book of my swordsmanship?"
"Secret book, what secret book?" Lingxuzi blinked, looking confused.
Su Zhan "..."
"I'm kidding you, young man, don't be so mature, you will get old."
"When you get to my age, you will regret why you didn't laugh when you were young."
Faced with Lingxuzi's earnest words, Su Zhan ignored them and stared at him calmly.
Su Zhan found that since he got to know Lingxuzi, his Qi-nurturing skills have risen to a new level.
"Okay, okay, I'll tell you the truth, master." Lingxuzi spread his hands and said helplessly, "The sword pavilion has never had any so-called swordsmanship secrets."
Su Zhan frowned, obviously suspicious of Lingxuzi's words.
"Xiaojiu, what follows is what my master once told me."
"Jiange disciples have only two things to teach them since they first entered the school. One is to become a disciple, and the other is to wear a sword." Lingxuzi changed his joking and said seriously.
"When you can leave the sword pavilion, you can get a sword of your own."
"As for the rest, it all depends on the disciple's own understanding and talent."
Su Zhan's brows gradually narrowed, and he was a little confused. If Jiange did not teach martial arts and swordsmanship, then where did Lingxuzi and Yunxiao's martial arts come from.
Is there something that she has ignored? Su Zhan was thinking, and suddenly a bolt of lightning flashed across her face. She opened her eyes wide in surprise and blurted out, "Portrait of Grandmaster?"
Lingxuzi smiled and nodded, "From the moment I led you to the portrait of our ancestor, our swordsmanship has been engraved in your mind."
The moment generations of Jiange Pavilion masters lead their disciples to the portrait of their ancestor, they have actually completed the Jiange Pavilion inheritance.
Similarly, if the master of the Jiange Pavilion did not willingly lead people to pay homage to the Patriarch, then the portrait of the Patriarch would really be just a portrait.
Su Zhan took a deep breath, remembering the scene of thousands of swords that flashed through his mind just now, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.
She thought she would have to wait many more worlds before she could come into contact with the cultivation method. She never expected that the world she thought was just an ordinary world would actually give her such a big surprise.
You must know that Su Zhan herself was thrown through Lake Bipa, her soul and spiritual power were locked, and she was suppressed under the Four Symbols Formation. Even though she can now travel freely around the world with her soul, she is still not free.
She had thought more than once that if she had strong power, she would be able to get out of this state.
I really didn’t expect that this opportunity to come into contact with spiritual practice would come like this.
