Chapter 7 Yang Yuancheng

"Who is Xu Yiyi?"

After Patriarch Bodhi left, Du Cihai heaved a sigh of relief, glanced at Yang Yu angrily, and then asked the people in the queue.

Yang Yu shrugged, what you said yourself, do you still blame me?

"I...I am."

Among the crowd, a little girl came out, only eleven or twelve years old, wearing sackcloth and linen, and looking very thin.

"Follow me to see Master, you two have already been accepted by Master."

Du Cihai nodded and smiled slightly.

"What? This is the end? But we haven't tested it yet."

When Xu Yixiao ran beside Yang Yu and Du Cihai, the expressions of the others changed when they heard Du Cihai's words.

"This time, the apprentice selection ceremony for recruiting new disciples has ended. Everyone, you can go home."

Du Cihai opened his mouth and said lightly.

"It's over? But, we all..."

"Everyone, you don't have a chance. Master shows up, and you can see who can become his disciple at a glance. You don't have any luck or qualifications."

Before these people could finish speaking, Du Cihai interrupted them directly.

After saying this, Du Cihai led Yang Yu and the little girl Xu Yiyi to the Xieyue Sanxing Cave, and didn't mean to talk nonsense with these people at all.

"Congratulations, you have successfully entered the master's door."

Entering the cave, Du Cihai congratulated Yang Yu despite the fact that he was scolded just now because of Yang Yu.

"Luck, luck."

Yang Yu smiled modestly, but did not seem so ecstatic.

Du Cihai nodded, neither arrogant nor impetuous. At this moment, Yang Yu was still calm except for the corner of his mouth smiling.

But Yang Yu couldn't contain the joy in his heart.

What does it mean to be a disciple of Patriarch Bodhi?

Yang Yu will be able to learn those spells that Sun Wukong practiced.

What eight or nine celestial arts, seventy-two transformations, etc., for Yang Yu, an earthling who has watched Journey to the West several times, don't get too excited, okay?

"What are you laughing at? You've been laughing since the beginning, as for? I thought you had a calm personality before."

In the past few minutes, Du Cihai saw that Yang Yu was still smiling and couldn't help but complain.

Perhaps it was because he was the same class in the future, and his attitude became closer.

"Humans, it's natural to smile more when you encounter happy things."

Yang Yu spoke lightly and restrained his smile.

"Fart, look at Xu Yiyi, how quiet and shy."

Du Cihai looked at Yang Yu and was even more speechless.

"Thank you immortal for your compliment."

When Xu Yiyi heard Du Cihai complimenting him, he felt flattered, and his rosy face kept nodding his thanks.

"What immortal, Xu Yiyi, you look like the child of a nearby peasant, but everything will be different in the future. You will also become a disciple of the immortal master, my junior sister, and an immortal."

Du Cihai smiled slightly, explained Xu Yiyi very intimately, and comforted him.

In his eyes, this is what a younger brother and a younger sister should look like.

Xu Yiyi blushed and stopped to thank him, but looking at the restraint on his little face, it was obvious that he had not changed.

"Well, what Senior Du Cihai said is right, Xiao Yiyi, from now on you are also an immortal. You have to strengthen your character so that your master and your parents will like it."

Yang Yu also spoke up.

Xu Yiyi, the birth was not bad, and she could be regarded as a beautiful embryo.

Perhaps because she is the daughter of a peasant, her character is introverted and cowardly.

However, it's not her fault, Guhuaguo is like that.

I just hope that it will gradually change with practice in the future.

"I know...I know."

Xu Yiyi blushed and nodded, but still looked a little rusty.

"Look, this is just like a disciple who has just started, and Senior Du Cihai, he is very familiar with himself."

Du Cihai looked at Xu Yiyi and felt he loved him even more, while Yang Yu looked like an old fried dough stick, which was too annoying.

Yang Yu shrugged and stopped talking. This Du Cihai still has the face to say that you don't have the demeanor of a cultivator yourself.

Tucao attribute full value!

But soon, Du Cihai, Yang Yu, and Xu Yiyi came to Patriarch Bodhi's dojo.

Du Cihai closed the door and whispered, "Master, Yang Yu and Xu Yiyi have already arrived."

"Well, let them in."

Patriarch Bodhi's voice sounded, as if in the ear, but also as far away in the sky.

"Master, the disciple will retire first."

Du Cihai gave Yang Yu and Xu Yi a wink, then bowed and prepared to leave.

"Remember to clean the incense burner."

Patriarch Bodhi's voice sounded again, light and fluttering.

"..." Du Cihai left with an unsure expression on his face.

But Yang Yu felt that he was very unhappy.

"Come on, let's go in."

Yang Yu pulled up Xu Yiyi's little hand, pushed open the door, and walked into the dojo.

"..."

However, Xu Yiyi's pretty face was flushed red, and her ears turned red.

In ancient times, holding hands could be considered skin-to-skin.

And for ancient women, the only person who can have a skin-to-skin relationship can only be their husband.

Not like modern.

And, in ancient times, it was normal to get married at the age of eleven or twelve.

Therefore, at this moment, it is nothing for Yang Yu, but for Xu Yiyi, his heart is no different from exploding like a spark hitting the earth!

Afterwards, the two entered the door, and what they saw was a spacious courtyard with a stove burning and a scent wafting in the air.

And Patriarch Bodhi was sitting next to the stove, sitting cross-legged on the futon.

"come on."

Patriarch Bodhi opened his eyes and looked at Yang Yu and Xu Yiyi. In front of him, two futons appeared out of thin air.

"Disciple, see Master."

Although Yang Yu didn't know much about ancient etiquette, he still walked closer and knelt on the futon.

Xu Yiyi followed suit, but her pretty face was very red and her voice was very low.

"Okay, I don't need red tape here. From today, you are my disciples."

Patriarch Bodhi nodded, then looked at Yang Yu and said, "There are twelve characters in my sect, and I have assigned names, so that you two are the ninth and tenth generation disciples."

Yang Yu and Xu Yi looked at Patriarch Bodhi and asked, "Which twelve characters?"

Patriarch Bodhi opened his mouth and said lightly: "It is the twelve characters of 'Great Wisdom, True Like the Sea of ​​Nature, Ying Wu Yuan Jue'."

"So, Xiao Yiyi and I are the Yingzi generation and Wuzi generation?"

Yang Yu was stunned, what's the situation? Could it be that he wants to rob Sun Wukong's character generation?

"It's not like that. Everything is about fate. This Ying generation is the name of a female disciple. It is also suitable for Xu Yiyi. I will give you the name Xu Ying today, how about it?"

Patriarch Bodhi opened his mouth and looked at Xu Yiyi.

"Thank you Immortal Master."

Xu Yiyi seemed a little restrained, and even forgot to change the name.

"I want to call you Master, that's all, then let Shi Hui teach you for a few days and change your character."

Patriarch Bodhi looked at Xu Yiyi, shook his head, and said nothing.

"Master... Master." Xu Yi said, her pretty face was still red, for some reason.

"As for Yang Yu, you already have someone in the Wuzi generation. This generation is not suitable for you, so feel wronged and take the Yuanzi generation."

Patriarch Bodhi looked at Yang Yu and whispered.

"The disciple has no objection."

Yang Yu lowered his head and spoke without showing dissatisfaction.

However, after losing two generations at once, Yang Yu was more or less unhappy.

"In this case, then I will give you a Dharma name, Yang Chengcheng, and you will be satisfied when you do things."

Patriarch Bodhi nodded, looked at Yang Yu, and said lightly.

"Thank you, Master."

Yang Yu's face was speechless, and his heart was extremely depressed, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Yang Chengchen is really ugly.