Song Hongli flew very fast.
Not long after, Song Hongli and Luo Qingzhi brought the little beggar to Xuanling Sect's mountain peak.
"Little guy, we're here. It's time to wake up.”Song Hongli said to the child in his arms with a smile.
The little beggar could not understand what he was talking about. He only felt that he had returned to the ground from the air and slowly opened his eyes.
Behind the man was a small wooden building. Behind the building was a mountain peak that towered into the clouds. The immortal cranes and cultivators were traveling through the mountains.
The peaks by the pool were beautiful, and the mountains were like washing water. The pool was covered with thousands of rays of light, and the rainbow was in the sky. The strange peaks in the pool were reflected, and the waves sparkled.
Clouds and mist often lingered above the Heavenly Lake, making people feel as if they were riding on clouds and mist. White clouds floated under their feet.
It gave people a mysterious and unpredictable feeling.
The powerful bell chimes echoed in the mountains. The sky here seemed clearer than the outside world.
This was the immortal sect that countless people had been searching for.
The child looked at the scene in front of him and his heart was filled with envy.
"Little girl, this will be your home from now on.”
Home?
The little beggar tightened his grip on Song Hongli's clothes. A warmth spread to her limbs and bones, causing her to dance uncontrollably. Her eyes were also extremely sore.
Song Hongli would never know what kind of redemption his words were for the little beggar.
Xuanling Sect was located in the middle of the twelve Xuantian peaks. The mountain peaks stretched for hundreds of miles and were surrounded by spirit qi. There were many rare treasures and strange objects.
Seven thousand years ago, the founder of the mountain, Daoist Weiqing, had settled here to spread his teachings and protect the peace of the people of many countries.
As time passed, their reputation grew and their influence grew. At this point, Xuanling Sect was the first to come to mind when the twelve Xuantian Peaks were mentioned.
Refining medicine, cultivating, forging swords, none of them were idle. The twelve peaks were rich in resources and were fat meat in the eyes of many sects.
However, none of them dared to act rashly. It was all because of the old antiques in Xuanling Sect. The title of the number one immortal cultivation sect in the world was not for show.
In front of the mountain gate, dozens of young men lined up in a long line, waiting for a fat Taoist to ask questions.
The fat Daoist looked impatiently at the young man in the queue and asked with a sideways glance,""Do you have a letter of recommendation?"
"No," she replied embarrassedly.
"Do you have any treasures to offer?"
"No, I haven't."
The fat Daoist asked, and the young man answered. After a few questions, the fat Daoist glared and kicked the young man, causing him to roll around while cursing.
"It's fine if you have the talent, but without a letter of recommendation or any treasures, you're as poor as a beggar. How dare you come to Xuanling Sect to be my disciple?!”
At this moment, the fat Daoist saw the arrival of Song Hongli and the other two. His eyes lit up, and he no longer entertained those who came to acknowledge him as his master. He cupped his hands and said to Song Hongli.
" Welcome back, Peak Master Song..."
Although the young people who were waiting to be acknowledged as disciples did not know this man, they hurriedly followed suit and greeted him as Peak Master.
On the other side, the little beggar had never seen so many people. It was so densely packed that his small body shrank into Song Hongli's embrace.
Compared to those people, Song Hongli was naturally more reassuring.
He also bowed slightly to Song Hongli and said," Peak Master Song, didn't you go to Ruolin City with Senior Sister Luo for a mission? Why…"
She came back in less than two days.
"Ruo Lin City was just a black bear demon that was about to gain sentience. It was quickly resolved.”
"Besides, didn't you all keep asking me to take in a disciple? This time, I went down the mountain to do a mission and coincidentally met a disciple that I liked, so I brought her back. Thinking that you were here today, I brought her here to acknowledge her as my master.”
"This!" The fat Daoist was surprised. He then turned his attention to the child in Song Hongli's arms.
He took a step forward and pointed at the person in Song Hongli's arms.""Take in a disciple? This child?"
This was a huge miracle ever since the youngest Golden Core in Xuanling Sect became the Peak Master of Lingyun Peak.
Xuanling Sect already had twenty-seven generations of disciples, and the other elders had many disciples. The names of the disciples on the 'Giant Spirit Stone' used for registration were densely packed.
Only Song Hongli's name was empty. Up until now, he had never taken a disciple.
The peak masters and the other great elders had advised him many times.
However, no matter how good the seedlings were for Song Hongli, he was unwilling to take another look.
Now, Song Hongli said that he was going to take in a disciple. How could he not be shocked?
The fat Daoist thought to himself, Could it be that this child is a rare genius?”
"Ruolin City is just a small city affiliated to Xuanling Sect, and I've never heard of any great immortal cultivators. Where did the Peak Master take in this child?”
"I picked it up."
"Orphan?"
"Sigh, why are you asking so many questions? Hurry up and engrave her name so that I can go back. I'm very busy!”
The fat Daoist bowed his head in all seriousness and said,"Peak Master can't be careless when accepting disciples. Peak Master, let this child down. I'll help her test her aptitude.”
Song Hongli squatted down and placed the little beggar on the ground. He patted her head and said,""Go!"
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