Lu Ming and Jing Mo followed Yun Luan to the guest room to rest for a while, and then went to the forbidden hall to deal with Taoist Fang.
The purpose of the forbidden palace is to punish disciples who have made mistakes. Taoist Fang originally belonged to the alchemy sect of the Kunlai sect, so the punishment fell on the person who managed the forbidden palace, Master Fuchen.
Master Fu Chen was very handsome, with long black hair neatly tied up, and a light blue gown that made him look even more handsome and elegant. However, his face was as cold as frost, and there was no warmth in his eyes. When he saw Yun Luan approaching from afar, the warmth in his eyes eased a little, but when he saw Lu Ming and Jing Mo, his eyes tensed up instantly, and became even colder and sharper.
Lu Ming felt a chill down his spine at his inquiring gaze. He couldn't help but examine what bad things he had done. His cheeks tensed unconsciously, and he looked at him without avoiding the gaze. The atmosphere became increasingly tense.
Yun Luan looked at the two people who were on the verge of a fight, sighed helplessly, and said to Lu Ming in a low voice: "Don't think too much, he is just... a little shy."
Lu Ming: “…”
Yun Luan continued, "He is often shy and not good at speaking when facing strangers. As time goes by, he becomes more and more nervous, which is why he shows this expression."
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Lu Ming sighed helplessly. In order to investigate the situation around Kun-Lai, he used his spiritual awareness to explore various places. He heard the disciples talking about how cruel and heartless Master Fu Chen was. Was this the reason? It was easy to cause misunderstanding.
Lu Ming didn't think any more about it, and immediately nodded slightly to Fu Chen and said, "Hello, Master."
Fu Chen looked a little serious, nodded slightly, glanced at them coldly, and said with almost no warmth in his voice: "Why did you come to see me?"
Yunluan informed Fu Chen of everything that happened in Qingshan Town. Fu Chen listened to the whole story with a serious expression. After a moment of silence, he said, "Master Fang's actions are extremely sinful. According to the rules of Kun-Lai, he should be imprisoned in Storm Valley for a full 49 days. If he survives, he will be locked in the Soul Sealing Tower and will never be allowed to come out again."
Yunluan nodded, stretched out his hand to take out the soul-fixing magic weapon, and shouted, "Break!" The Taoist Fang fell out of the magic weapon, looking very embarrassed.
Taoist Fang was in a trance for a moment. When he saw clearly where he was, his face turned pale. He fell to his knees with a plop and cried, "Master, please let me go. I won't dare to do it again!"
Yun Luan glanced at him indifferently, without changing his mind at all. He called out several disciples who were guarding the forbidden palace, and dragged out Taoist Fang, who was lying on the ground with a deathly pale face.
Seeing that the evildoer had received the punishment he deserved, Lu Ming felt that a heavy burden had been resolved. He summoned a paper crane from the ring space to write the verdict and related news on the paper crane, and used his spiritual energy. The paper crane flapped its wings and flew up, quickly flying towards Qingshan Town.
Yun Luan also saw the space ring and said in surprise, "This thing is really exquisitely made. I wonder if you can ask Daoyou to make one for me?"
Lu Ming smiled faintly and was about to agree, but was suddenly rejected by Jing Mo who was standing beside him: "No!"
Yun Luan glanced at him, his eyes full of accusations. Jing Mo's eyes flashed with displeasure, and he said to Lu Ming unhappily: "This is something that only my brother and I have, we can't just do it for outsiders!"
Lu Ming looked at Yun Luan in embarrassment, and could only sigh helplessly. He patted his shoulder in an attempt to appease the man who was getting angry, and said to Yun Luan awkwardly: "Master, I can make other styles of space storage for you, what do you think?"
Yun Luan nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "I wonder what your plans are next? Are you willing to stay in Kun-Lai Mountain to practice immortal arts?"
Lu Ming pretended to refuse and said, "I am used to being free, how can I stand being bound?"
Yun Luan smiled faintly and said, "The most important thing about cultivating immortals is to be free and at ease. Only when one's body and mind are free from the constraints of the mundane world can one eventually become an immortal. Kun-Lai Summit does not like to impose too many restrictions on its disciples, but this place is rich in spiritual energy, and many fellow disciples are studying the art of refining together. With your character and rank, if you stay, I can let you and my junior brother Yun Che manage the refining sect together."
Lu Ming shook his head and refused, "If I join the Kun-Lai sect, please ask the head master to classify me as a disciple to avoid being criticized."
Yun Luan hesitated for a moment before he spoke: "In this case, are you willing to be my disciple?"
Lu Ming thought that if he could be accepted as Yun Luan's personal disciple, his status would definitely not be too low, and it would be easier for him to do things in the future. So he bowed to Yun Luan and said respectfully, "Master."
Yun Luan nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "It seems that your brother's rank is higher than yours?"
Lu Ming nodded, and said with a smile in his eyes: "Xiao Mo's talent is still better than mine. He is now in the middle and late stage of the golden elixir."
Yun Luan lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said, "Since the founding of Kun-Lai Mountain, it has been stipulated that the leader can only accept one disciple every hundred years. I have accepted you today, and I cannot accept any more."
Jing Mo's eyes turned and he smiled and said, "No need, I just need to be with my brother, it doesn't matter if I'm just a servant."
Lu Ming frowned and said, "How can that be possible? In this case, Xiao Mo and I will start our training as new disciples."
Yun Luan sighed, "You two are both in the Jindan stage, how can you be included in the third-class disciples? Master Fuchen already has several disciples, and the quota is full. How about this, Jingmo will be a nominal disciple under me for the time being, and you can transfer to the master when you find a suitable candidate. From today on, you two will call each other brothers and treat Kun-Lai as your home."
The two nodded slightly and said, "Yes, Master."
Yun Luan gave the two of them a few instructions, then left with Master Fu Chen.
Jing Mo and Lu Ming smiled at each other, and the heavy stone in their hearts finally fell. Jing Mo smiled slightly and said, "Brother, we can practice together every day from now on."
Lu Ming smiled faintly, patted his head, and said, "You should call me Senior Brother now."
Jing Mo was stunned for a moment, then reacted. His eyes were as warm as water, as if stars were shining on the clear lake. With a faint smile on his lips, he called out, "Senior Brother."
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The master's direct disciples have a high status in Kun-Lai Summit, and corresponding benefits will also increase. As new disciples, Lu Ming and Jing Mo were each assigned a room, and the furnishings in the room were very exquisite, which seemed to have taken a lot of thought. This row of houses is a place for direct disciples, that is, first-class disciples to live, but there are very few, only a few dozen rooms. In other words, there are tens of thousands of disciples in Kun-Lai Summit, and only a few dozen people are lucky enough to squeeze into the ranks of first-class disciples.
Lu Ming and Jing Mo were both in the Jindan stage, and Lu Ming himself had done many good deeds as He Qingci in the past ten years, and his reputation spread far and wide. He was also respected by people in the entire cultivation world, so even if he became a first-class disciple of Kun-Lai Mountain, no one dared to say anything. What's more, Lu Ming had a junior brother who was inseparable from him. He was of high rank and ruthless. Although he often had a gentle smile on his face, his smile was often not as bright as his eyes, which made people fear him from the bottom of their hearts, especially his extraordinary magic power.
To talk about the reason, we have to go back to what happened a few months ago, when Lu Ming and Jing Mo had just entered Kun Lai for three months.
"Brother, something bad has happened!" A panicked shout suddenly appeared outside Lu Ming's door.
Lu Ming opened his eyes, climbed down from the bed, opened the door and saw that it was Zhao She, the second-class disciple whom he had just met not long ago.
Lu Ming asked, "What happened?"
Zhao She wiped the sweat from his forehead and said hurriedly, "That demon from the demon world is so bold that he dared to provoke Kun-Lai just now! There are about a hundred of them, and they are shouting at the entrance of the main hall."
Lu Ming was shocked. How could the demon world be so arrogant that they dared to come directly to their door? Moreover, the terrain of Kun-Lai Mountain was steep and the formation was strange. More than a hundred people came to Kun-Lai without any harm. It seemed that someone of very high rank led the way in front, just like Yunluan led them up last time.
Lu Ming pondered and said, "Go and inform Master Fu Chen and Uncle Yun Che first. They are both refining pills in the nearest medicine shop. The head master is in seclusion now, so there is no need to disturb him."
Zhao She nodded quickly and used his spiritual energy to fly towards the medicine shop.
Lu Ming was about to go to the main hall to check the situation when he suddenly saw Jing Mo coming from the door. Seeing Lu Ming's serious expression, Jing Mo asked, "Brother, what happened?"
Lu Ming told Jing Mo the news he had just learned. Jing Mo said, "In that case, let's go to the main hall and take a look first."
Lu Ming nodded, and the two of them quickly flew towards the main hall. As Zhao She said, there were about a hundred people in front of the main hall, all of them were fierce and ferocious, and they were not good people at first glance.
Walking closer, I saw a woman in red standing in the front. She had a hot and sexy body, a charming face, a pair of slightly upturned eyes, and an expression that looked very proud.
Lu Ming always felt that the other person looked familiar. He carefully searched his memory and thought for a long time, until he saw the long black whip around her waist. Then Lu Ming suddenly remembered that this person was Hua Dai, whom he had not seen for ten years.
But what did she want to do here?
Lu Ming lowered his head in thought, and Jing Mo beside him suddenly narrowed his eyes. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes. Why did this woman come here instead of staying in the demon world?
Lu Ming and Jing Mo arrived in front of the main hall very quickly. Only a few people were holding weapons and standing in front of the demons. Standing in the front were a few new disciples. When they saw Lu Ming coming, they couldn't help but feel relieved.
Lu Ming took a few steps forward, and one of the disciples called out to him, "Big Brother, you're finally here."
Lu Ming nodded and asked, "What's the situation?"
The disciple said angrily, "This witch is so rude. She insisted that Brother Wu Sheng is in Kun-Lai Summit and asked us to hand him over immediately!"
Lu Ming was startled. Brother Wusheng? Isn't that Hua Tui's exclusive name for Sang Wusheng? Could it be that Sang Wusheng has already entered Kun-Lai Summit?
A myriad of thoughts flashed through Lu Ming's mind, and his uneasiness became stronger. If Sang Wusheng had already come to Kun-Lai Summit, then it would not be long before he made the "Tianya" artifact and saw from the artifact that He Qingci would eventually destroy everything he had. This also meant that Sang Wusheng's hatred and resentment towards him would completely erupt the moment he saw the future, and the hundreds of years of fighting between the protagonist and the villain boss would officially begin.
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