Xuan Yin Zhenren still had an expressionless face, but he still said softly: "I have seen Senior Sister Liu."
Liu Xuanling Zhenren smiled and nodded, then turned around and sat on two purple seats with Xuanyin Zhenren, but the eight real people in the early stage of pill forging waited until the four real people in the middle stage of forging alchemy were seated before taking their seats.
A middle-aged scribe in the late stage of hemolysis who had been following Xuanmiao Zhenren before stepped forward and said loudly: "The apprenticeship ceremony begins now, all apprentices and disciples come forward to offer incense to the ancestor!"
Lu Ping followed the disciples to the Heavenly Spirit Hall, offered incense to the ancestors who had worshipped the True Spirit Sect and above the real people of the past generations, and kowtowed, hoping that the patriarchs of the past generations could protect the True Spirit Sect to prosper for a long time and protect the disciples to succeed in their studies.
The entire ceremony was solemn and solemn, and even Lu Ping did not dare to cross it in the slightest.
After paying homage to the patriarchs of the past dynasties, the middle-aged scribe said: "All the disciples stepped forward and saluted the teacher!"
Lu Ping saw the disciple who was called forward to bow to the real person he wanted to worship, and respectfully saluted the teacher, but Lu Ping stood there dumbfounded, he still didn't know which real person his teacher was, and after being called, he didn't know which real person to salute.
Just when Lu Ping was at a loss, the middle-aged scribe had already sang his name: "Huang Lidao Lu Ping, a disciple of the Seventh Square Team of the Yuan Zhenling Separate Courtyard, step forward to worship the master!"
Lu Ping panicked, hesitating whether to explain the situation in public, if so, wouldn't it mean that the teacher he didn't know forcibly accepted the apprentice without his consent? At that time, wouldn't the teacher I didn't know lose face in front of all the real people, and even if I worshipped under her old man's door again, I was afraid that the old man would not like it.
The middle-aged scribe who presided over the ceremony saw that there was still such a disciple who did not know etiquette, and he was already sad for this person, so he shouted again: "Huang Lidao Lu Ping stepped forward to worship the master!"
Lu Ping was about to bite the bullet and step forward to explain the situation, but he found that the only more than a dozen real people on the stage were Liu Xuanling Zhenren and the Xuanmiao Zhenren who was on duty in the Tianling Hall before looking at him with a smile.
Lu Ping's heart moved, although he didn't know who his teacher was, but it was obvious that his teacher must know him, otherwise he would not have deliberately ordered him to be accepted as an apprentice, but the fourteen real people on the stage except for Liu Xuanling and Xuanmiao Zhenren knew him, the other real people obviously didn't know who Lu Ping was, so his teacher could only be Liu Xuanling or Xuanmiao Zhenren.
The girl who came to her palace that day told her very clearly that her mother wanted to take Lu Ping as her apprentice, so her teacher was naturally a Jurchen, so it could only be Liu Xuanling Zhenren.
The more Lu Ping thought about it, the more reliable he felt, and his mind suddenly became smart, the girl that day was also dressed in palace clothes, and Liu Xuanling was also dressed in palace clothes today.
Just when the middle-aged scribe was also waiting for anger and was about to call Lu Ping's name again, he saw a young man about twenty years old suddenly walk out of the apprentice's disciples, and in full view of everyone, he came to the head of Liu Xuanling, who was obviously the highest status, and performed a heavy bow of apprenticeship, saying: "Disciple Lu Ping, I have seen the teacher, I wish the teacher further progress in cultivation and enjoy longevity!"
When Lu Ping bent down and bowed, his previous impulsive mood suddenly calmed down, and then the cold sweat immediately came down, his previous guess was just an inference, after all, there was still no evidence, once the judgment was wrong, not only would the real teacher's face be ruined, Lu Ping would also be punished for the great crime of deceiving his teacher and destroying his ancestors!
Just when Lu Ping was thinking wildly, a soft voice sounded, which immediately made Lu Ping feel like he was pardoned: "No need to be polite, get up first!"
Lu Ping stood up and saw Liu Xuanling Zhenren looking at him with a smile, and hurriedly turned around and retreated to the disciples who were apprentices, after all, he made the right bet, Lu Ping secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he was still too impulsive at first, this was an accidental trip to the ghost gate, a breeze blew, Lu Ping realized that his back was soaked with sweat.
Although these thirty or so people have all worshipped their teachers, there is still a difference between them, most of them can only become named disciples of the Dan Forge Zhenren after passing the test, and if they perform well in the future, they can naturally be promoted to official disciples; Some people are official disciples as soon as they come up and become enviable.
If every monk in the middle and late stages of hemolysis worships a real person of forging alchemy as an official disciple, then each real person must have dozens or nearly a hundred, so it is inevitable to adopt the method of registering disciples.
Lu Ping didn't know whether he was a registered disciple or an official disciple, and after everyone finished apprenticeship, the last item was left, and it was also the one that the monks who watched the ceremony talked about the most: the apprenticeship ceremony!
Sure enough, after the middle-aged scribe saw that everyone who had apprenticed to him had seen his teacher, he shouted: "The last item of the apprenticeship ceremony, the disciples offer the apprenticeship ceremony!"
After all, in full view, everyone's apprenticeship ceremony has to take a lot of effort, and it can't be underestimated by others, but later I don't know how to involve the face of the real person of forging alchemy, which makes it a little more complicated.
This time, the middle-aged scribe did not pronounce the names of his disciples according to the list just now, but determined the order of their disciples' gifts according to the status of the real people present: "Luo Zihuan, a disciple of Xuansheng Zhenren, presents the apprenticeship ceremony!"
Lu Ping was quite concerned about him because this Xuansheng Zhenren had just called his teacher Liu Xuanling Zhenren "Master's Wife".
I saw a monk who had reached the fourth level of hemolysis, about the same age as Lu Ping, and looked a little confused, came to Xuansheng Zhenren, grabbed his unkempt hair with his hands, and then took out a jade crystal box from the storage bag on his waist, and said: "I don't have much ability, I found a monk's relic in the buffer sea, and got nine thousand-year-old spiritual grasses, and I came to dedicate them to the teacher!"
Xuansheng Zhenren took the jade box, nodded and smiled, "It's very good to get nine thousand-year-old spiritual grasses!"
Nine thousand-year-old spiritual grass is indeed not a small number, on Feiling Island, Lu Ping and others often have to fight for a thousand-year-old spiritual grass.
Sure enough, many of the monks watching the ceremony shouted "Okay!" Luo Zihuan listened to the praise of Xuansheng Zhenren, and heard the applause of everyone in the audience, smiled silly, and stood under the Sheng Zhenren.
Lu Ping thought about his five-furnace Yan Pill, nearly a thousand years of spiritual grass used twenty-five plants, which was enough to refine the ordinary cultivation elixir in the early stage of a furnace of forging pills, plus there were also one hundred and fifty five-hundred-year-old spiritual grasses used, although the pill formation rate was low and a lot was wasted, but after all, it was an elixir, coupled with his identity as an alchemist, its value was far above these nine thousand-year-old spiritual grasses, but it would not embarrass the teacher.
The worship ceremony continued, and then came up with a monk with a fourth layer of blood dissolution, but the apprenticeship ceremony was a full fifty middle-grade spirit stones, obviously this spirit stone was also a big burden for him, and it took a lot of effort, but the monks watching the ceremony in the audience did not buy it, in their opinion, sending spirit stones was like giving gold and silver to the mortal world, it was really vulgar, so many people drank the bad luck.
The monk who was apprenticing turned pale, and the beads of sweat fell, but the teacher Xuanchang Zhenren on the seat took the gift with a smile and said, "Fifty middle-grade spirit stones are also dedicated, very good!"
The monk heard Xuanchang Zhenren's words, and then calmed down, thanked the teacher gratefully, and stood down.
Lu Ping was shocked to see it on the side, no wonder everyone attached so much importance to the apprenticeship ceremony, at a higher level, he couldn't lose the teacher's face, and at a lower level, which monk could endure this kind of ridicule in front of everyone!
Next, the monks who apprenticed to the master stepped forward one by one to offer gifts, all kinds of apprenticeship ceremonies, some offered magic weapons, some presented spiritual materials, some took out the materials obtained from hunting monsters, some gave talismans, some sent treasure maps, and some other strange things, which opened Lu Ping's eyes a lot.
Of course, there are also those who are sent pills.
No matter what kind of apprenticeship gift the disciple gives, whether it is precious or not, whether the monks watching the ceremony are cheerful or applauded, the real people who accept the apprenticeship ceremony are all calm and calm, and they must smile and encourage each other, and none of them show a look of dissatisfaction with the gift.
In the blink of an eye, thirty-four of the thirty-seven people had completed the apprenticeship ceremony, and there were only four disciples left on the field, including Lu Ping, and ten real people on the stage had also completed their apprenticeships, leaving only Liu Xuanling and Xuan Yin on the two purple chairs in the center, and the two middle-stage alchemy real people next to the two, who were Xuanjing Zhenren and Xuanhuai Zhenren who had arrived together on Jinpeng and Baiyun respectively.
Lu Ping was curious about which of the other three real people was a disciple of the other three, so he looked at the other three, and at the same time the other three also noticed each other, obviously the same idea as Lu Ping, the four of them looked at each other, making the atmosphere between each other look strange and abnormal.
The middle-aged scribe who presided over the apprenticeship ceremony also seemed to be tired at this moment, and took a break intentionally or unintentionally.
All the True Spirit Sect monks who were watching the ceremony also looked at these four people with their attention at this moment, obviously very interested in the apprenticeship ceremony of the last four.
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I hope the collection will rise as much as the recommendation! Tomorrow Monday, Sleeping Autumn will break out as usual, and I will ask for collection recommendations at midnight! The first watch is in the early morning!