Looking at the notice board, Jun Zhe exclaimed in surprise, "Little Youzi, you've really succeeded!"
"That's right."
With a proud lift of her chin, Xiao Youzi turned to look at Jun Xie: "How was it, Master Jiu? Was I awesome?"
"Hmm, very good."
Jun Xie had already opened his eyes and smiled at Xiao Youzi: "It seems that your knowledge of Qimen Bagua and incantations is indeed not rusty, and you found the way very quickly. You passed this test well."
Hehehe.
The journey continued smoothly from then on.
After driving for about an hour, the car stopped in front of the mountain gate.
The mountain gate is very large; it is a stone-carved gate.
The words written on it were in bold, flowing characters: Cloud Mist Immortal Sect.
To the left and right are two large stone tablets.
One piece is engraved with the Heart-Cleansing Mantra, and the other with the Golden Light Mantra.
At the entrance, a man dressed in a blue Taoist robe stood upright, holding a whisk in his hand, looking like a hermit.
He didn't see Jun Xie behind him, only Jun Zhe, and coldly shouted, "Only those who are taking the exam can enter from here; other benefactors can go up via the main road."
"Is that so?" Little Yuzi was a little confused, and turned to look at Jun Xie: "Master?"
Jun Xie nodded: "Mm."
Little Yuzi obediently got off the bus.
She turned around, about to say another word to Junxie: "Master...?"
As a result, Jun Zhe immediately started the car and drove away.
All that's left for the little pomelo is exhaust fumes, not a master chef.
Little Pomelo: ?
When have I ever suffered such injustice!
This is intolerable!
When she gets back, she'll definitely make Senior Brother Jun pay!
The Taoist priest at the door waved his whisk and looked at Xiaoyouzi's attire: "Why are you wearing a white training uniform?"
“It was given to me by my master,” Little Yuzu blinked.
The Taoist priest seemed quite incredulous: "How old are you to be here for the assessment? Do you even know what we do here?"
"The Celestial Master Certificate Examination?" Little Yuzu blinked. "Isn't it enough to just know how to do it?"
The Taoist nodded, stroked his mustache, and asked, "What's your name? Tell me."
It's not that there aren't any young people applying for the assessment, but most of them are just doing it for fun, so he just asked them according to the rules.
As for the white practice clothes, they were probably given to me by my parents.
Little Yuzi pursed her lips and said seriously, "My name is Luo Yuyou. I am Jun Xie's apprentice. I just turned seven yesterday and I am here today to take the assessment."
"What?" The Taoist's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
"What's your name?"
Why are there people who are hard of hearing?
Little Pomelo said again, "My name is Luo Youyou, and I am..."
"Ah!" the Taoist priest exclaimed, unable to resist saying, "You are Junior Martial Aunt!"
This is, according to legend, Elder Jun's only disciple, and his junior aunt.
No, how old is this little junior nun?
She's only seven years old!
It feels like the world is collapsing and on the verge of collapse.
The Taoist priest froze on the spot...
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