"A Feng, are you ready?"
Chi Feilong stood outside Yunfeng's bamboo house and urged him eagerly.
"Okay, let's go," Yunfeng said loudly as he walked out of the bamboo house.
Yunfeng was seen wearing a black shirt and black trousers, supplemented by silver embroidered stripes and trimmings.
He was a luxurious but not luxurious disciple of the Yanzimen inner room.
Traditional clothes, Yunfeng's strong and tall figure looks extremely heroic in this black and white clothes.
"Not bad, really good.
This dress fits you perfectly.
Turn it around twice to show Uncle Wu."
Chi Feilong looked at Yunfeng and said excitedly.
"Fifth Uncle, it's time to go, otherwise it won't be good if the time passes and the master waits for us," Yun Feng said seriously.
"Oh, yes, yes, I almost forgot all the important things."
Chi Feilong patted his head and walked quickly to Qianshan Hall with Yunfeng.
In the main hall of Yanzimen, maids and servants hurriedly shuttled back and forth, preparing candle tables and arranging tables and chairs in an orderly manner.
Several elders of Yanzimen, as well as many direct disciples from the inner chamber, also gathered in the main hall one after another. , everyone was also talking about it.
"Master, the master has not accepted any more disciples for a long time.
Why is he so urgent this time?
He informed me last night that the apprenticeship ceremony will be held early this morning.
What is going on?"
Sitting in the second seat on the right side of the main hall A middle-aged man asked an old man next to him respectfully.
"Xiao'er, Feiyang has always been calm in doing things.
I think it's because this new disciple is more talented that the master is so eager."
The old man said with a smile.
"Well, I hope.
The talents of my "Yun" generation disciples of the Yanzi Sect are pretty good, and most of them have been carefully trained by the master.
Yunlong is less than sixteen years old and is already a sixth-level swordsman.
I I think that I will have the opportunity to step into the ranks of Sword Emperors in the future, and even Yu may be able to attack the high-level sword emperor.
So if the leader can really recruit more talented inner disciples and train more capable young people for our Yanzi sect, it will be a blessing for our Yanzi sect."
Yang Feixiao was very proud.
He smiled and said loudly.
"Yes, Senior Brother, now the Tianshan Sect and the Snow Eagle Sect are enemies of us everywhere.
They wish they could drive our Swallow Sect out of Yushan and replace them.
Our generation is lucky.
We have two Sword Emperors, Junior Brother and Senior Uncle.
Yes, but if there is no talent among the younger generation, it would be worrying."
Zhang Feihao on the side said loudly and worriedly.
"Um" The old man and Yang Feixiao both nodded slightly.
What Zhang Feihao was worried about was also what they were worried about.
"The master is here!"
As a disciple shouted loudly, the hall fell silent instantly.
Yun Feiyang and his wife Liang Yue were seen walking slowly into the main hall.
After the two sat down, everyone stood up, raised their fists respectfully towards Yun Fei, and shouted in unison: "See the leader!"
"No need to be polite, just sit down," Yun Feiyang said with a smile as he looked at everyone.
Yun Feiyang raised his hand to the old man sitting on the first seat on the right and said respectfully: "Disciple, I would like to ask my uncle to forgive me for disturbing my uncle's Qing cultivation."
"Feiyang, it's a big deal for you to become a disciple.
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I naturally want to come and take a look.
You can just go about your business and don't worry about me, an old man."
Liang Zhiming looked at Yun Feiyang and said with a smile.
For this nephew with a calm personality and Son-in-law, Liang Zhiming is still very satisfied.
"Dad, how are you lately?
You don't come to see us often.
Now Qing'er and Wu'er are almost nine years old.
You, my grandpa, haven't even seen each other a few times."
Liang Yue looked at Liang Zhiming with some anger. , said with a smile.
"Qing'er, Wu'er has met grandpa," the two children behind Liang Yue walked up to Liang Zhiming, knelt on the ground together, and shouted in unison.
"Haha, dear, get up quickly.
Grandpa rarely comes to see you.
You have grown so tall.
You don't blame grandpa, right?"
Liang Zhiming looked at the pair of precious grandchildren in front of him and said with a smile.
He thought that he would still need to spend more time in Qianshan in the future.
He was already at his age, and what else could compare to the family love between his children and grandchildren.
"Grandpa, you are busy cultivating.
This is the official business of the master.
How can we blame grandpa?
It's just that my grandson really misses grandpa.
If he is free in the future, grandpa can live more time in Qianshan."
Yun Qing looked at Looking at grandpa, he said loudly.
"Wu'er misses grandpa so much," Yun Wu, who sounded nǎi, looked at her grandpa and said coquettishly.
"Haha, grandpa misses my baby Wu'er too," Liang Zhiming stretched out his hand to hold Yun Wu in his arms and said with a smile.
"Master, the auspicious time has come, can we start?"
The master of ceremonies standing next to Yun Feiyang reminded him softly when he saw that the time was almost up.
"Then let's get started.
This ceremony should be simple.
Yunfeng has been feeling a little unwell recently," Yun Feiyang said.
"Yes, Master," the master of ceremonies said respectfully.
"The auspicious time has come.
New disciple Gao Yunfeng enters the hall to pay homage to the master," the master of ceremonies shouted loudly toward the door.
Chi Feilong looked at Yunfeng solemnly and said loudly: "Feng'er, go in."
"Well, Fifth Uncle, I'm going in then," Yunfeng said seriously, turned around and walked quickly into the main hall, and Chi Feilong also walked quickly into the main hall.
Yunfeng walked quickly towards Yun Feiyang without any expression on his face.
In his cold eyes, no one could feel any emotion from him.
When Yunfeng walked into the hall, everyone present had the illusion that the temperature in the hall had dropped drastically in an instant.
Because of the cold and arrogant aura exuding from Yunfeng, everyone present felt a little uncomfortable.
Even Liang Zhiming, who had already entered the rank of Sword Emperor, frowned slightly as he looked at this heroic new disciple.
"What a murderous spirit," Liang Zhiming muttered to himself.
He thought to himself that he would still have the opportunity to ask Yun Feiyang about the origin of this son in the future.
"The new disciples are bowing to their masters," the master of ceremonies shouted loudly.
I saw Yunfeng kneeling in front of Yun Feiyang and shouting respectfully: "Disciple Yunfeng, pay homage to Master and Master.
Master and Master are here, please accept nine bows from me."
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After Yunfeng finished speaking, there was a thud.
On the ground, Yun Feiyang and Liang Yue kowtowed nine times respectfully.
"The new disciples serve tea to Master and Mistress," the master of ceremonies shouted loudly.
The maid standing aside hurriedly handed the tray with tea to Yunfeng.
"Master, please have some tea."
Yunfeng picked up the cup of tea, handed it to Yun Feiyang, and said respectfully.
"Okay" Yun Feiyang took the tea cup and took a sip.
Yunfeng took back the cup of tea in Yun Feiyang's hand, put it into the tray, picked up another cup of tea, handed it to Liang Yue, and called out respectfully: "Master, please have some tea."
"Okay, be good."
Liang Yue took the teacup and took a sip, then handed it back to Yunfeng.
Yunfeng took the teacup respectfully and put it back on the tray.
"Feng'er, now that you have entered our Yanzi Sect, you should abide by all the rules of our Yanzi Sect."
Yun Feiyang said seriously while looking at Yun Feng.
"Please tell me, master," Yunfeng replied seriously.
"Feng'er, all the seniors of Yanzi Clan have always put loyalty and filial piety first, chivalry is the most important thing, and fellow sects support each other.
I hope you can remember it too.
The first rule of Yanzi Clan is to avoid betraying the country and seeking glory, and to avoid killing fellow sects.
Don't kill at will, don't rely on the strong to bully the weak, don't like to fight fiercely, I hope you will remember all the above."
Yun Feiyang looked at Yunfeng who was kneeling on the floor, and spoke loudly about the various rules of the Yanzi Sect.
"Disciple, please remember this," Yun Feng replied respectfully after Yun Feiyang finished speaking.
"Originally, when each disciple enters the sect, he will take a stage name based on his generation.
You belong to the generation with the character "Yun", but there is also the character "Yun" in your name.
From then on, your stage name in the sect will still be called Yunfeng.
"Okay."
Yun Feiyang said loudly.
"Yes, Master" Yunfeng responded respectfully.
"I have two disciples, the eldest disciple Yunlong, and the second disciple Yunfei.
You are the third.
Your other masters and uncles also have disciples.
From now on, you should treat them in the order of entry and treat them politely as fellow disciples. , live harmoniously together," Yun Feiyang pointed at Yunlong and Yunfei behind Yunfeng and said loudly.
"Yes, disciple, please remember this," Yunfeng responded loudly.
"There are twelve flying knives here, which were made of black steel by the predecessor "Chiyang Taoist" hundreds of years ago.
These black steel flying knives are extremely sharp, and only the direct disciples who have started are qualified to use them.
These twelve Each flying knife is engraved with your name.
I hope you will cherish it and never lose it."
Yun Feiyang looked at Yunfeng and said loudly.
A maid handed a tray containing twelve silver flying knives to Yunfeng.
Yunfeng took the tray with both hands and replied respectfully: "Disciple, please remember this."
"Feng'er, due to the rush of time, the mistress didn't prepare any gifts.
I will give you these "high-grade ice silkworm silver gloves" as a meeting gift."
Liang Yue took out a gift from a maid's tray beside her.
A pair of translucent silver gloves was handed to Yunfeng with a smile on his face.
His eyes looking at Yunfeng were full of heart-warming loving expression.
"Thank you, Master," Yunfeng said loudly, and respectfully took the "Ice Silkworm Silver Silk Gloves" with both hands.
When the gloves were put into his hands, a cold feeling flowed down Yunfeng's palms and went straight to his chest and abdomen, which made people feel comfortable.
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