After the lecture, the young man surnamed Xu kicked the tall man's but.t and said, "Apologize to him and get out. Your qualification for this year is cancelled. Come back for the Donghuang Sacrifice Ceremony next year."
The two men, tall and short, were sweating profusely, their faces were ashen, their clothes were soaked, and they knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly: "Thank you, Senior Brother Xu, thank you, Senior Brother Xu... Please don't tell Senior Brother Zhou, otherwise we will definitely be expelled from Yingtianchuan..."
Senior Brother Xu couldn't help but raise his lips, waving his folding fan, and said, "Expel from Yingtianchuan? If Noah knew that you were in my hands, I would beat your brains out."
The tall and short duo trembled: "......"
After teasing them enough, Ethan stopped making things difficult for them and let them apologize to the boy.
Without Ethan's permission, they lowered their heads and dared not stand up at all, while the boy just stared at Ethan with curiosity in his eyes.
Ethan asked the boy: "How about it, are you willing to forgive them?"
The boy didn't even look at the two men, and nodded obediently to Ethan: "Yes!"
Ethan leaned over, picked up one in each hand, and pushed him forward: "Get out of here, don't embarrass my four disciples."
After receiving Ethan's order, the two men mounted their magic weapons and fled in a panic, running faster than rabbits.
Ethan raised his foot to walk away, but a small paw grabbed the back of his clothes.
The boy stood on tiptoe and tried to pass the floating jade fruit to him.
"I don't need this."
"Donghuang Sacrifice. Don't you want it?" The boy blinked his eyes and tried his best to sell it. "...the two of them wanted it just now. I'll give it to you."
Ethan smiled and pressed the boy's paw down with his folding fan: "They are participating in the competition, but I am not. I am the order officer of the Donghuang Sacrifice Conference."
The boy didn't understand, so he grabbed Ethan's clothes, as if asking him for an explanation.
With nothing to do, Ethan lowered his head to check the pearl and jade necklace around his neck. After making sure that there was nothing wrong with the pearls and jade, he walked towards the Qingyan where the boy had just sat to wash his feet, jumped up, and patted his side, motioning for the boy to come and sit.
The boy also waded over and sat down next to Ethan.
Ethan said: "You don't mind strangers."
The boy boldly reached out to check the pearl necklace around Ethan's neck, but Ethan grabbed his wrist.
A spiritual power silently penetrated into the boy's body through the meridians in his wrist, but the boy looked calm and allowed Ethan's spiritual power to wander through his meridians without any fear.
Ethan exclaimed in amazement: "This is a child with spiritual roots."
The boy opened his eyes and asked, "What is a spiritual root?"
Ethan explained: "If anyone who seeks immortality wants to achieve success, they need a strong character, understanding and hard work. Your spiritual roots are pretty good. Little guy, where are your parents?"
The boy lowered his head and looked at his toes: "No."
Ethan was stunned for a moment, then he comforted her: "It's okay, I don't have it either."
The boy lowered his head even lower: "I have never seen my parents since I was born."
"......same." Ethan said easily, "I only have one brother. If my master Qing Jingjun hadn't accepted me as his apprentice, I'm afraid I would still be fighting for territory with a group of hooligans on the street."
Having said that, Ethan opened his fan as usual, preparing to fan himself, but he didn't expect the boy to hold his palm and squeeze it with heartache.
Probably to appease Ethan, the boy brought up the floating jade fruit again: "Fruit. Here, eat it."
Ethan smiled and pushed the fruit away again: "When I first came to Lingqiu Mountain, I stole two fruits. I ate one secretly. It was juicy and fresh, but it also had a lot of residue and was not tasty."
The boy nodded in agreement, put the fruit that Ethan judged to be "unpalatable" in his pocket, and asked another question: "You just said, 'Order Officer', what is that?"
Ethan answered patiently: "The four sects of the Immortal Path hold the Donghuang Sacrifice Conference every two years. Originally, all disciples, regardless of whether they were from the inner or outer sect, competed for the sacrifices. The more sacrifices they obtained, the more precious they were, and in the end they could serve as the sacrificial officer of the Donghuang Sacrifice. I have been a sacrificial officer for six consecutive years, and it was too tiring. Therefore, after negotiation, the senior disciples of our four sects did not participate in the competition, but served as order officers, in charge of several areas, to avoid problems during the competition."
After that, he used his fingertips to hold up the pearl and jade necklace around his neck and pointed out several shining spots on it to the boy: "Look, I am in charge of five mountains: Yushan, Lingqiu, Zhang'e, Gaotu, and Taihua. The objects of sacrifice are quite rare and are often guarded by monsters. If any disciples use their spiritual power in these five places and can't win, I will go to help."
Half a month ago, Ethan came here.
He searched the entire mountain but could not find any trace of the 颙, and there was no beast guarding the floating jade fruit.
These precious spiritual fruits look just like a pile of wild watermelons growing in the mountains, quietly waiting to rot.
Ethan explained: "I originally thought that the disciples who came to Lingqiu Mountain to look for the floating jade fruit did not need to use their magic power at all, and I thought they had picked up a great bargain. I didn't expect that they would use their magic power to attack a mortal like you."
The boy cooperated by showing a frightened expression, which made Ethan feel soft-hearted. He touched his hair and felt it was soft and comfortable to the touch, so he took the initiative to stroke it several more times.
The boy had never had his hair stroked like this before, and he shrugged reflexively at first, then his expression relaxed strangely. Then, he couldn't help but reveal an indescribable expression, and squinted his eyes in comfort.
Seeing this scene, Ethan was amazed.
If he were a little house cat, he would probably be intoxicated by being stroked and purring.
Perhaps because he felt so comfortable being touched, the boy simply lazily lay on Ethan's legs, using Ethan's knees as a pillow, and asked innocently: "...What is '颙'?"
Ethan was surprised that he was so familiar and poked his tender cheek with his fan.
It makes a hole with one poke, and it feels great.
Ethan recalled the ferocious appearance of the monster with green face and fangs, and the terrifying appearance of chasing people and spraying them to death if they touched its floating jade fruit, so he did not want to answer in detail: "Anyway, it is not a good thing."
The boy continued to ask obediently: "Then where did it go?"
Ethan couldn't figure this out, so he speculated: "Maybe he moved?" He glanced at the fruit on the boy's feet and said, "You picked these fruits in the mountains, too, right?"
The boy lowered his head and rubbed his fingers: "......Yeah."
Ethan asked: "There are strange beasts on this mountain, aren't you afraid?"
The boy's eyes curved slightly, and he smiled very sweetly, which was quite touching after seeing it for a long time: "I just came here half a month ago. People at the foot of the mountain said that there were monsters and delicious fruits in the mountain. I have never seen a monster, so I wanted to go up the mountain to take a look."
Ethan thought, this child without a mother is quite fierce.
That’s good, he has the same character as me.
After a while, he turned over on Ethan's legs and asked, "Brother Xu, what's your name?"
Ethan answered cheerfully: "'Why not sing and whistle while walking slowly?' Ethan. What about you?"
The boy puffed out his chest proudly: "Bald."
Ethan couldn't help laughing: "Hahahahaha."
The boy was surprised: "Is my name not nice?"
He explained to Ethan that he used to live on a mountain a hundred miles away from here and was picked up by a hunter who brought him home and raised him until he was four years old. Then the hunter accidentally fell and died while hunting.
The hunter's family was poor and could not afford to buy him clothes, so they only gave him animal skins to wrap his body. After the hunter died, he was left without food and clothing, and he even lost the animal skin when he went down the mountain to look for food.
Later, after he came down the mountain naked, he was surrounded by several children, laughed at, thrown stones at, and given nicknames.
The boy said rather aggrievedly: "At that time they all called me Guang Guang. I think this name is quite nice."
Ethan laughed so hard that he slapped his thigh: "Hahahahahaha."
After chatting for a long time, Ethan looked at the sky and pushed the child's head: "Get up, Erguang, I'm leaving."
Without having time to correct Ethan's address to him, the boy quickly got up and begged, "Senior Brother Xu, please stay."
Ethan felt a little amused, touched his hair, and said, "Senior Brother Xu is the first disciple of Fengling Mountain. What can you do here?"
The boy said innocently: "Stay here with me. You are so interesting. I want to be with you forever."
Ethan pinched his nose and said with a smile: "...I'm afraid that won't work."
The boy's expression changed slightly.
His index finger and thumb slightly closed together, and dozens of vines swirled out from the shade of the green rock like ghosts, and crawled up along the rock surface like poisonous snakes.
Ethan didn't even realize what he was doing. He jumped off Qingyan, brushed the dust off his but.t, and started to leave.
At the critical moment, the boy's mind suddenly moved and he loosened his tightly clenched fingers. The vine immediately retracted into the ground and disappeared without a trace.
He squatted down, untied the vines on his feet, rushed forward a few steps, and grabbed Ethan's wide sleeves: "Brother Xu! I have this, can I become your disciple?"
He handed the precious fruit over to Ethan diligently like handing a carrot, and waved it in front of him.
Ethan frowned.
......This child has no family, but his spiritual roots are outstanding, just like a piece of unpolished jade. He is indeed a talent for cultivating immortals and refining elixirs.
It is such a pity and pitiful to let him wander alone in the mountains, forests and villages.
Ethan took the bunch of floating jade fruits, thought about it carefully and said: "...It's not impossible. But we are not allowed to accept disciples in this generation. ... I will take you back first. You have good spiritual roots, and you bring this bunch of fruits back. The uncles and uncles will like you. When the time comes, you can tell me who you are willing to be a disciple of in Fengling Mountain."
The boy shook his head firmly, his eyes bright and charming like a little deer: "......I only want to be your fellow apprentice. I don't want anyone else."
Ethan was amused: "You are really good at picking. My master, Qing Jingjun, is the master of Fengling Mountain."
After saying this, he grabbed the boy's hand, lifted him up, held him in his arms, twisted his fingers around the largest jade bead on his neck, and activated his spiritual power.
I saw a green halo igniting from his fingertips. Ethan stretched out his arms and threw the halo as small as a fingernail into the air.
The halo grew like a whale sucking in water and grew in the wind. In a flash, it became the size of a door.
Ethan hugged the boy and ordered him gently: "Close your eyes."
The boy leaned into Ethan's arms, clutched his clothes on his chest, buried his face in his chest, and gently rested his forehead on his collarbone: "Yeah."
Ethan leaped into the green light gate, and in the blink of an eye, he and the boy disappeared into the vast mountains.
The scene changed in an instant, and in less than a moment, Ethan was graceful again.
The surrounding scenery was no longer the deep valley and dark forest with sparse mist of reeds. In the beautiful scenery of high platforms and among the lotus flowers in the ponds and pavilions, disciples of the immortal sect in different uniforms came and went. When they saw Ethan, they all stopped and respectfully greeted him, "Hello, Senior Brother Xu."
Ethan held the boy in one hand, holding his folding fan, and accepted the greeting as usual. At the same time, he whispered in his ear: "Erguang, when you are here, don't say your name is Guangguang, and don't explain to others how you got the name 'Guangguang'. Do you understand?"
The child in his arms said obediently: "Okay. Then, Senior Brother Xu, what should my name be?"
Ethan used a fan to scratch his ears, and found that the shell was also stuck.
Soon, Ethan stopped in front of someone.
Quinn was like all the other disciples of Danyang Peak, wearing a red robe with a white belt, and wide sleeves. A jade-handled whisk lay quietly between his arms, with strands of white silk flowing down.
He greeted Ethan in a warm tone: "Are you back from Lingqiu Mountain? What's the situation there?"
Ethan was not in a hurry to answer, he looked around and asked, "Where's Fatty Zhou?"
Quinn replied: "Noah went to Qingqiu. Xuechen went to Yaoguang Mountain. I just came back from Zhaoyao Mountain."
Ethan was surprised: "I've been busy this year. Xuechen has gone. ... I don't have anything serious to do here. I just ran into two stupid disciples from Ying Tianchuan. I'll just teach them a lesson."
Quinn noticed Marcus lying in Ethan's arms: "This child is..."
Ethan replied naturally, "This is the child I picked up. He has good spiritual roots." He turned around and showed the child's face to Quinn, "Look, it's very beautiful."
The child was praised by Ethan, and hugged his arms tightly, rubbing against his chest with enjoyment.
Quinn smiled faintly: "You love raising children."
Ethan blinked his eyes and said proudly: "Are you jealous? You can't raise one? You can't afford it?"
Quinn smiled helplessly: "...What's his name?"
Ethan: "......uh------Marcus."
Quinn didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "...Why does it sound like you came up with it?"
Ethan said nonsense in a serious tone: "No way. If you don't believe me, ask him."
Shigemitsu quickly accepted this hasty setting: "Yes."
Ethan chuckled.
The name Marcus seems to be quite good. As for the surname... he should wait until he goes back and looks through the Hundred Family Surnames.
Quinn asked: "Are you just going to take him with you like this?"
Ethan held Marcus in his arms and said as he walked, "I'm afraid I'll have to carry him with me all the time in the future, but I can't afford to do so now. There are too many things to do. If something happens on any of the hills again, I'll have to rush over."
Before Marcus could digest the meaning of his words, Ethan shouted to a group of Fenglingshan disciples who were wearing the same colored clothes as him: "...Nine Lanterns, Little Lanterns!"
A young boy who was about the same age as Marcus turned around when he heard the voice.
The boy is handsome, but he has a natural coldness, as if nothing in the world has anything to do with him.
But after seeing Ethan, a breath of human breath suddenly appeared in his eyes, and some of his sharp edges softened instantly and became Ruoshui Sanqian: "Senior Brother is back?"
......He didn't even take Marcus into consideration at first, until he noticed Ethan hugging Marcus with one hand, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
Marcus tilted his head.
Ethan put Marcus down and pushed him towards Jared: "Xiaodeng, this is Marcus. Take care of him first and get him some food and clothes."
Jared frowned and answered reluctantly: "Yes, Senior Brother."
Marcus didn't show any emotion towards Jared. He turned his back, looked up and asked Ethan: "Brother Xu, I will be very good. When will you come to pick me up?"
Ethan leaned down and stroked his surprisingly soft hair again: "These three days are all competitions before the Donghuang Sacrifice, so it will be quite busy, but I will go to Xiaodeng to see you tonight."
Marcus stood on tiptoe and k!ssed Ethan on the cheek while he wasn't noticing.
He put his hands behind his back, and his eyes were filled with the sweet smell of candy: "...Senior Brother Xu, I'll be waiting for you."
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