Chapter 187

The Shenzhou Haotu is vast, and there are many strange people and talented scholars in the world. In the present age, the righteous path is prosperous, and demons and monsters retreat.

In the Central Plains, where the mountains are spiritual and the waters are beautiful, the various sects of the righteous path are prosperous. The most famous are the Qingyun Sect, Tianyin Temple, and Fenxiang Valley, which are revered as the three pillars of the righteous path.

Qingyun Sect, Dazhu Peak.

Front peak, a bedroom in a courtyard corridor.

The furnishings in the room were simple and plain, and apart from the tables, chairs, and beds, there was nothing else.

A boy in his early teens on the bed woke up slowly, and saw a tall, burly young man with a rough appearance walk in.

"You're awake. That's good. Master has already decided to take you as a disciple. From now on, we are a family."

"So, should I call Brother Song, Senior Brother Song?" A strange color appeared in the depths of the eyes of the boy with an ordinary appearance.

"Hahaha, that's right."

Song Daren had a look of pity on his face and said:

"You have slept for a day and a night, and you must be hungry. I will take you to eat something first, tell you about the situation of our sect by the way, and then take you to pay respects to Master and Mistress, and meet the other senior brothers."

The strange and interesting color in Zhuang Buran's eyes faded, and he got up and followed Song Daren out of the bedroom.

The two walked out of the courtyard outside the bedroom and walked on the corridor, and the boy heard the young man beside him say in an orderly manner:

"Our Qingyun Sect is divided into seven peaks, namely Tongtian Peak, Dazhu Peak, Xiaozhu Peak, Longshou Peak, Fenghui Peak, Zhaoyang Peak, and Luoxia Peak."

"Among them, Tongtian Peak is the head of the seven peaks and is the main peak of Qingyun Mountain. Except for our Dazhu Peak, which has always had a small number of disciples, the disciples under the other six peaks range from dozens to hundreds, and some have hundreds of people."

"Calculating this way, even with you, our Dazhu Peak has only ten people. Therefore, the place where we live is much more spacious than the other six peaks. We all live in houses with courtyards. After meeting Master and Mistress, I will take you to the courtyard where you will live."

Song Daren saw that the boy had been listening quietly without saying much, and the look of pity on his face grew more intense. At only eleven years old, he suddenly encountered the disaster of his family being exterminated and his village being slaughtered. Of the forty-two households in the village, totaling two hundred and forty-seven people, only three survived.

Such an encounter, let alone a boy whose mind is not yet mature, if it were himself, he would definitely not be able to accept it for a while.

The painful experience of losing almost all his relatives and friends overnight is something that ordinary people cannot endure.

Thinking of this, Song Daren's tone became softer and softer, and he began to tell the general situation of Dazhu Peak. It has gone through six generations and was passed down from Zheng Tong, the fourth disciple under the seat of Qingye Zushi. The current head is named Tian Buyi, and Mistress Su Ru comes from Xiaozhu Peak. The two have a daughter named Tian Ling'er, who is now thirteen years old.

Next, he introduced the other senior brothers, in order: Wu Dayi, Zheng Dali, He Dazhi, Lv Daxin, and Du Bishu.

Afterward, after Song Daren took Zhuang Buran to eat, they came to the Shoujing Hall, the main hall of Dazhu Peak.

Inside the hall, the floor was paved with red bricks, and there were red-tiled stone pillars. Two chairs were placed at the top, and two people were sitting on them. One was a short, fat, middle-aged man with a strict appearance, and the other was a quiet and dignified beautiful woman. Beside her stood a pretty and lively girl.

Five male disciples were lined up at the bottom, with different appearances, some tall, some short, some strong, some thin.

When Song Daren and Zhuang Buran walked into the hall, everyone's gaze instantly fell on the boy who seemed to have a quiet aura.

A trace of surprise flashed in Tian Buyi's eyes. He didn't expect that the stupid boy he previously thought was dull and slow would now show a bit of talent.

"Master, Mistress, the disciple has brought the junior brother here." Song Daren said respectfully.

Su Ru looked at the boy in front of her and felt that he was not as unbearable as her husband said. He had a quiet aura despite encountering a great disaster. Even if his aptitude was mediocre, just based on this temperament, he was worthy of the words "good talent and beautiful jade."

"Daren, he has slept for a day and a night, and he must be hungry. You take him to eat something first."

"Reporting to Mistress, I have already taken the junior brother to the kitchen to eat."

Su Ru smiled and looked at Zhuang Buran:

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and pay respects to your master."

Hearing this, the boy performed the apprenticeship ceremony meticulously.

Seeing this, Tian Buyi couldn't help but nod:

"From now on, you will be the seventh disciple under my sect."

He paused, but because he was always concerned about face but had always been lazy about disciplining his disciples, and it happened that his eldest disciple had a steady temperament, he said:

"Daren, you should first teach the seventh junior brother the sect rules and some introductory Daoist techniques."

"Yes," Song Daren replied.

Tian Buyi nodded and got up, walking out of the hall. The disciples seemed to have long been accustomed to it, and bowed in tacit understanding, saying:

"Respectfully send off Master."

As soon as Tian Ling'er saw her father leave, she could no longer suppress the curiosity in her heart and stepped forward to examine the boy carefully.

"Little Senior Sister, I am not a monster," the boy stepped back and said very seriously:

"Like you, I have one head, two eyes, two ears, and one mouth. You shouldn't need to get so close, right?"

Tian Ling'er's pretty face faltered, and she immediately corrected:

"What Little Senior Sister? You are the youngest in Dazhu Peak, and you are the last to enter the sect. You should call me Senior Sister."

"Just now Master said I am his seventh disciple," Zhuang Buran looked at the few people who seemed to be watching a show:

"They are the eldest senior brother, and Senior Brother Dayi, Senior Brother Dali, Senior Brother Dazhi, Senior Brother Daxin, and Senior Brother Bishu who is not here yet."

His gaze turned back to the pretty girl in front of him:

"Now it seems you have not been taken into the sect. If you are taken into Master's sect in the future, you will have to call me Seventh Senior Brother instead. Do you think it's better for me to call you Little Senior Sister, or for you to call me Seventh Senior Brother?"

Tian Ling'er was a little confused by the roundabout way, and couldn't help but say:

"Of course it's Little Senior Sister."

As soon as these words came out, the few people on the side couldn't help but laugh.

Tian Ling'er reacted afterward. She thought she had hoped for a little junior brother, and finally, she was no longer the last in Dazhu Peak, so she could finally enjoy being a senior sister, but how could she still not escape the word "little."

Furthermore, she was already two years older than the boy in front of her, and had long since entered the sect, but she didn't need to pay respects to a master at all, so she should be called Senior Sister.

She couldn't help but look at Su Ru, who was also watching the show, and complained:

"Mom, this guy is not as honest as he looks."

"Alright, you are not allowed to bully your junior brother."

After Tian Ling'er heard this, her pretty face puffed up in anger, and she opened her eyes wide:

"It's clearly him bullying me!"

Su Ru ignored her, looked at Song Daren, and instructed:

"Seventh is still young, and I'm afraid the lessons will be a bit strenuous, so take care of him more."

Hearing this, Tian Ling'er immediately stood out:

"No need to trouble the eldest senior brother. I will finish this lesson in another year, so I can just take him..."

She glanced at the rather quiet boy and emphasized her tone:

"Little Junior Brother."

A burst of laughter containing sympathy erupted in the hall again. The lessons at Dazhu Peak were already grinding, and if this eccentric little junior sister was added, I'm afraid it would be even more of a headache.

"Ling'er, if you dare to bully Seventh, see how I deal with you."

After Su Ru glared at her, she made a gesture of stretching her muscles and bones, which immediately made the few people stand stiffly on the spot, looking like they were facing a disaster.

"As for you useless guys, in five years, it will be the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament that happens once every sixty years in the Qingyun Sect. You still have the mood to play around. It seems you all think you can show off the prestige of our Dazhu Peak in the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament."

"Since that's the case, I'll test you first."

Song Daren did not hesitate at all and said hurriedly:

"Mistress, the junior brother has just entered the sect. The disciple is ordered by Master to teach him the sect rules and introductory lessons, so I am busy."

Su Ru pondered for a long time and said, "That's true, go ahead."

When Zhuang Buran and Song Daren walked out of the hall, they vaguely heard a few scoldings.

(End of this chapter)