"You know each other?" Su Yao asked.
"Sect Master, I met them several times at the foot of the mountain.”This familiar face was Murong Ziying, who was dressed in Qionghua attire and carrying a sword gate on his back.
"Oh?…" That's good. It seems that I didn't choose the wrong person.”
"Ziying, you'll be in charge of teaching these new disciples. You are considered outstanding among your peers, but you have no experience in teaching disciples. Why don't you treat this as a form of training?”
"Yes, I will do my best to teach you. I won't disgrace the Sect Master's orders!" Ziying replied respectfully.”
Su Yao waved her hand and turned around. The rest will be arranged by Ziying."
The three of them nodded and walked out of the hall together. Su Yao slowly turned around and looked at Wukong's back with a dazed expression.
outside the hall
"Do we really have to call you Martial Uncle? However, you don't look much older than us. We might as well call you senior brother.”Si Rong obviously didn't want to call Ziying Martial Uncle. It was too awkward to be called Martial Uncle by someone who was about the same age as her.
"This is…This is the sect leader's intention. I have no choice.”Ziying said helplessly.
"Then, what about you, husband?" Si Rong asked Wukong.
"Me? I don't care. As long as I can learn something I don't know, it doesn't matter what I call it.”He said indifferently.
Si Rong smiled bitterly, it seemed that she could only call Ziying Martial Uncle.
Wukong suddenly thought of something and asked Ziying,""Uncle Master, do you know my parents? His name is Yun Tianqing, and my mother is Su Yu. I heard from the sect master that they used to be members of Qionghua Sect.”
Ziying shook her head.”
"You have just entered the sect, so you should focus on cultivation and not worry about other things. Later, he would go to the disciple's room in the front mountain to rest. He did not want to miss tomorrow's morning class.”
"Disciple room? Where is it?" Wukong asked.
"The disciple rooms are all next to the Sword Dance Field in the front mountain. Your room is the one with the stone lion at the door.”Zi Ying said lightly.
"Stone lion? Oh, I see. I saw it over there just now. It's not far from here. It's just a few steps away.”Wukong said.
"Rest early. We have morning classes tomorrow.”Ziying left after saying this.
"No way. He's so cold. He was still polite to us at the foot of the mountain. Now, he's like an ice cube.”Si Rong snorted unhappily.
"Forget it. We have to follow their rules when we're in their territory. Moreover, we're here to learn sword control.”Wukong laughed.
Si Rong helped Wukong tidy up his collar and said gently,""Husband, you're too honest. Sometimes, it's better for you to be smart.”
Wukong scratched his head.”
Si Rong sighed, sigh, this husband is not bad, at least he doesn't go around fooling around.
The two of them walked side by side to the disciple's room. Wukong came to the door with the stone lion, while Si Rong was at the door of the room on the left.
"Husband, rest early." Si Rong said to Wukong.
"Oh, I know. You too.”Wukong walked into the house after he finished speaking. Si Rong also entered the house.
Late at night, Wukong lay on the wooden bed with his head in his hands and looked at the ceiling.
"Yes... This is the Qionghua Sect, much better than the old master Turtle Hermit and the others, especially the Nether World and the Realm King Divine World." Wukong was recalling the past.
"Gohan, Wutian, Xiaofang, how are you guys? Did you eat on time?”
"Haha, by the way, Qiqi, although I didn't do it on purpose, it seems that I have a girl who is similar to you now. You won't say that I seduced a girl again, right?”Wukong thought to himself.
"And…" Wukong's expression turned serious."What about you, Vegeta? Are you still working hard to practice and want to defeat me?”
That night, Wukong passed by while thinking about the past. Tomorrow was a new day.
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