Chapter 367 Junior Brother

When Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi returned to the mansion, they told Aunt Xue that Mr. Zhuang agreed to accept a disciple.

Aunt Xue was naturally overjoyed.

She had gone through a lot of hardship with Zisheng and Zixi to become Mr. Zhuang's disciples. Now they finally got what they wanted and had an explanation to the lady.

But after the joy, she was still confused:

"Why didn't Mr. Zhuang accept a disciple before, but now he suddenly changed his mind and agreed to accept a disciple?"

Bai Zisheng scratched his head. He had never thought about this and couldn't figure it out. He couldn't guess what Mr. Zhuang was thinking.

Instead, Bai Zixi was thoughtful and said slowly:

"Maybe it's because... Mo Hua?"

Aunt Xue was slightly stunned and asked in confusion: "Why?"

Bai Zixi said lightly: "Because Mr. Zhuang thinks highly of him."

"Respect?"

Aunt Xue didn't quite understand.

Mo Hua has a good talent for formations and is very likable, but it shouldn't be that he is valued by Mr. Zhuang.

After all, the spiritual roots and physical qualifications of a cultivator are equally important, and Mo Hua's two qualities are really "lackluster"...

Aunt Xue thought of a euphemism.

In fact, in the Bai family, there are many spiritual roots of the best quality, and spiritual roots of the middle and lower quality, even in the side branches, are considered inferior.

Bai Zixi nodded and said, "It's very important."

Aunt Xue was still a little puzzled, "Because of the formation? Mo Hua is a child, the formation is really good..."

"Not very good," Bai Zixi shook his head, "very very good!"

Aunt Xue was stunned, "very very good?"

This is the first time she heard this compliment from Bai Zixi.

Bai Zixi never compliments people, because she is extremely talented, has a high level of comprehension, and practices very hard. She is an excellent cultivator, and of course she looks very beautiful.

For example, a jade is naturally flawless.

No one of the Bai family's peers can compare to her in terms of cultivation, formations, and other aspects of cultivation.

Some of the Bai family's children, both male and female, even felt ashamed when they saw her and dared not speak loudly.

Bai Zixi was a bit cold and had few friends in the family. She almost never praised others because no one was worthy of her praise.

But now, she praised Mo Hua's formation as "very, very good"...

Aunt Xue realized that she might have overlooked something, and still asked uncertainly: "Is it really that good?"

Bai Zisheng said: "Aunt Xue, do you know the formation that killed the big monster?"

Aunt Xue nodded, "Isn't that Mr. Zhuang's work?"

Bai Zisheng shook his head, "That was drawn by Mo Hua."

Aunt Xue said in dismay: "How is it possible? How old is he?"

Aunt Xue was born in the Bai family and never cared much about the affairs of a small fairy city like Tongxian City.

But she didn't expect that Tongxian City would suffer many misfortunes and even a big monster appeared.

When a big monster appears in the world, someone must be causing trouble, otherwise, such a disaster would not happen to a small fairy city by chance.

If Mr. Zhuang hadn't been there, she would have left with Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi long ago.

A big monster in a world is not something that cultivators can defeat.

But what happened afterwards still shocked her.

Tongxian City built a big formation, destroyed it, killed the big monster, and even triggered a thunder tribulation.

These scenes were the only ones she had ever seen in her life.

But because Mr. Zhuang was there, she felt it was natural.

These things must have been done by Mr. Zhuang.

When Mo Hua encountered the thunder tribulation, Aunt Xue was also very worried at first, but later she thought about it and was not so worried.

Because it was Mr. Zhuang's plan, Mo Hua would be fine if he acted according to Mr. Zhuang's instructions.

As for why Mo Hua was asked to do such a dangerous thing...

Aunt Xue guessed that Mr. Zhuang didn't want to show up.

And Mo Hua was his disciple, a local cultivator in Tongxian City, and was proficient in formations. It was perfect for him to do these things.

But now, she found that she might have been wrong from the beginning.

Mo Hua can no longer be called "proficient" in formations...

A first-grade master formation master is already a master of formations, not to mention that he is so young.

"Did Mo Hua really draw the formation?" Aunt Xue still couldn't believe it.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi both nodded.

Aunt Xue was a little absent-minded, and the more she thought about it, the more incredible it seemed.

Thirteen years old, a first-grade formation...

Aunt Xue couldn't help but sigh:

"No wonder Mr. Zhuang thinks so highly of him."

But Bai Zixi's eyes moved slightly.

She felt that Mr. Zhuang's attention to Mo Hua was not entirely because of the formation.

Mr. Zhuang treated Mo Hua well and valued Mo Hua, which was the consensus of Bai Zixi and his sister.

She hadn't figured this out at first.

Later, Mo Hua learned the formation faster and faster, and his talent became more and more terrifying...

At first, she could teach Mo Hua, and later she could exchange formation experience with Mo Hua. Later, the formations and spiritual methods that Mo Hua drew were beyond her comprehension.

Bai Zixi is a direct descendant of the Bai family, and he has seen countless Bai family classics since he was a child.

Even if she doesn't know some things, she won't be completely ignorant of them.

But the arrays that Mo Hua mastered, and some of the methods of arrays, she had never heard of them, let alone learned them, and she had never seen any records in the Bai family's Sutra Library.

These obscure things must have been taught by Mr. Zhuang, and they are extremely precious inheritances.

Moreover, Mr. Zhuang's attitude towards the three disciples seems to be the same, but it is obviously biased.

Mo Hua can go to Mr. Zhuang's bamboo room whenever he wants, just like at home.

Even if Mr. Zhuang is not free, he can sit on the doorstep and read a book casually, or go to the pond to fry fish.

And whether it is Mr. Zhuang or Old Kui, they have a kindness that is almost "indulgent" towards Mo Hua.

She heard her mother talk about Mr. Zhuang's past.

Mr. Zhuang is talented and unruly, and has never been such a tolerant person.

He has never treated a disciple like this, and he is just a nominal disciple...

Aunt Xue also knows what Zi Xi means.

Mr. Zhuang would not change his mind for no reason.

It must be something that Mo Hua said or did, or something that Mr. Zhuang considered for Mo Hua.

Mr. Zhuang changed his mind and accepted them as registered disciples first, and now he accepted them as personal disciples.

Aunt Xue sighed.

Unexpectedly, their Bai family received a great favor from Mo Hua.

If it weren't for Mo Hua, they might not have met Mr. Zhuang, and might not have become Mr. Zhuang's registered disciples.

Now they might not be able to worship Mr. Zhuang as their master.

Aunt Xue said to Zisheng and Zixi:

"You all worship Mr. Zhuang as your master, and you will be fellow disciples in the future. Since you are fellow disciples, you should take care of Mo Hua."

Bai Zisheng patted his chest and promised: "Aunt Xue, don't worry, I will protect him in the future!"

Bai Zixi also nodded slightly, and his eyes gradually brightened.

...

A few days later, Mr. Zhuang chose an auspicious day and held a simple ceremony of worshipping his master.

Mr. Zhuang did not say why it was a good day.

Mo Hua looked through the calendar, but could not find anything good about this day.

It probably depends on Mr. Zhuang's mood.

The ceremony was indeed simple.

It was just burning incense, worshiping the sky, serving tea, and then respecting the teacher.

The incense was burned to worship the sky.

According to Mr. Zhuang, the formation master seeks the way of heaven and only worships the sky, not gods or people.

The three children of Mo Hua lit the incense and bowed to the sky three times, and then the worship was completed.

After that, the three of them served tea to Mr. Zhuang in turn, and then they could change their words and call him "Master".

The registered disciples can only be called "Master", and only the disciples who are taught by the master can be called "Master".

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi both called him "Master".

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly.

Mo Hua also called him "Master" happily.

Mr. Zhuang also nodded slightly, but his eyes flickered, but contained different emotions.

After burning incense, worshipping the sky, and serving tea, he changed his words and called Master.

Mo Hua and the other two were considered real fellow disciples.

But since they were fellow disciples, they had to rank their seniority.

The three of them started arguing.

"I am the oldest, so I should be the senior brother!" Bai Zisheng said confidently.

"There is a sequence in learning Taoism. I entered the door the earliest, so I am the senior brother!" Mo Hua snorted.

Bai Zixi looked indifferent, but she also had her own insistence:

"I want to be the senior sister!"

"Anyway, I am the senior brother."

"You are the junior brother, I am the senior brother..."

"I am the senior sister..."

...

In the end, no one could convince anyone, and the three pairs of smart big eyes all looked at Mr. Zhuang.

Mr. Zhuang was slightly startled, and his mind moved slightly, so he said to Mo Hua:

"You are young, so you should bear some grievances and be my junior apprentice brother."

Mo Hua was very disappointed, but since Mr. Zhuang had spoken, he naturally had to listen, so he said: "Okay, sir."

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said: "Are you still calling me sir?"

Mo Hua reacted and shouted with a smile:

"Master!"

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly, his eyes full of smiles.

In this way, the three registered disciples under the big locust tree all became Mr. Zhuang's disciples at the same time.

There was a pair of senior brothers and sisters who were from aristocratic families, with outstanding appearance and amazing talents.

There was also a junior apprentice who was born in a humble family, with low spiritual roots, and looked like a "making up the numbers".