"What did you say?"
Tongtian listened to Nan Ji's words in disbelief.
Nan Ji didn't mind repeating himself, "Four!"
Upon hearing this, Tongtian couldn't contain his joy, his eyebrows curving into a smile as he said, "Haha, good! Little Nan Ji, among the disciples of the Three Pure Ones, you are the one Martial Uncle values the most!"
Nan Ji: ...
After hearing this news, Tongtian suddenly turned and, dragging Nan Ji, strode towards Changsheng Hall.
If he hadn't remembered that his Master, Hongjun, was still inside, he would have wished he could fly there directly.
When he arrived at Changsheng Hall with Nan Ji, he pushed open the hall doors and shouted, "Where is everyone!"
Next, Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, and Qiongxiao came into view.
With just one glance, Tongtian noticed their extraordinary qualities. Not only did they have good foundations, but they were also free from karma.
For rogue cultivators, this was already extremely rare and valuable.
"Good, good disciples. One, two, three..."
Tongtian counted the people before him seriously and then said, "That's not right."
Looking at Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, and Bixiao before him, he noticed their extremely grim expressions.
"Brother Nan Ji..." the eldest sister, Yunxiao, began.
Unexpectedly, Tongtian interrupted her with dissatisfaction, "Why are you calling him Brother? Call him Senior Martial Brother."
Then, he glanced at the three again and asked doubtfully, "Little Nan Ji, you said there were four, why are there only three?"
Yunxiao looked at the Daoist before her, her heart filled with anxiety, completely oblivious to Tongtian's words just now.
She also didn't know that the Daoist before her was her future Master, Tongtian.
"Brother Nan Ji, Senior Martial Brother, my third sister..."
"Shut up!" Tongtian instinctively interrupted Yunxiao's words.
Then, as if remembering something, he realized that this woman's third sister must be his fourth disciple. He then said, "You say, where is your third sister?"
"Third sister, she just disappeared, as if someone took her away." Yunxiao was on the verge of tears from anxiety.
But Tongtian looked at the anxious Yunxiao before him and pondered in his mind.
He had just been with Laozi, Yuanshi, and Nan Ji, so on Xuanqing Peak...
He assumed it was the work of his seven unruly child attendants again.
Of course, he hadn't ruled out Hongjun Dao Ancestor, but that thought was dismissed as soon as it arose.
Who could see the Dao Ancestor so easily?
Since it was the work of the seven attendants, Tongtian was instantly confident.
So, Tongtian put his hands behind his back and said in a proper manner, "From now on, you will be disciples under my tutelage. Remember, never be anxious about anything, no matter who takes you away."
This was Tongtian's first time being a Master, and he constantly recalled the teachings of his elder and second brothers.
Upon hearing Tongtian's words, Bixiao pointed at him in surprise, "You, you, you are one of the Three Pure Ones..."
"Yes, I am the Shangqing Tongtian among the Three Pure Ones. Are you willing to become my disciples?"
Although he appeared calm on the surface, Tongtian was extremely happy inside.
It turns out accepting disciples is so satisfying.
Upon hearing Tongtian's introduction, and with his assurance that Qiongxiao was fine, Yunxiao finally relaxed and knelt on the ground with a beaming smile, "Disciple Yunxiao greets Master."
Zhao Gongming and Bixiao also looked delighted and quickly bowed to Tongtian to become his disciples.
However, Nan Ji pondered for a moment and still felt something was amiss.
He swept his divine sense towards Biyu Palace and was shocked: This is bad, something has happened again.
So, Nan Ji ignored how Tongtian was accepting disciples and hurried to the back hall. He saw that the offering table had indeed been disturbed.
Meanwhile, Tongtian was enjoying the feeling, his eyes narrowed as he said, "Well, since my eldest brother, who is also your Senior Martial Uncle, has not yet accepted any disciples, I will accept you as registered disciples. I hope you will in the future..."
Anxious, he didn't have time to explain to Tongtian and the others. He quickly bowed before the statue of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, "Grand-disciple Nan Ji seeks an audience with Ancestor Master."
As soon as Nan Ji finished speaking...
Whoosh~
Nan Ji also disappeared.
Yunxiao had been paying attention to Nan Ji, and seeing him disappear before the offering table, she widened her mouth in shock and said, "Mas-Master, Senior Martial Brother he..."
"Oh, he went to offer incense."
Tongtian replied, then leisurely paced with his hands behind his back, saying, "This has to be said, your Senior Martial Brother respects his teachers and venerates his ancestors. The one enshrined inside is your Ancestor Master, that is, Dao Ancestor Hongjun."
"Your Senior Martial Brother is filial and often offers incense to your Ancestor Master. You should learn this well..."
Tongtian walked along, speaking slowly.
Why does my second brother always like to debate with me? This feeling is truly wonderful, he thought.
Tongtian then continued to talk to himself for a long time. Feeling a bit parched, he finally asked, "Have you all remembered what I, your Master, have said?"
It was very quiet.
A silence so profound that not even a bird could be heard.
Tongtian turned around, only to find that the several people kneeling behind him had already vanished.
"Excellent!" Tongtian was so enraged that he burst into laughter. He swept his divine sense around and discovered that his three disciples had all gone to the back hall.
"This time, let's see if Master won't properly..."
Tongtian made a move as if to rush to the back hall, but halfway through his sentence, he remembered that Nan Ji's back hall contained the divine sense of his own Master, the Dao Ancestor.
Afraid to act presumptuously before the Dao Ancestor's image, Tongtian changed his words to, "Let's see if Master won't dote on you properly."
As he walked to the Dao Ancestor's offering table, Tongtian looked at the three anxious figures watching him and took a deep breath before asking, "Why have you come here?"
After saying this, Tongtian still cast a cautious glance at the Dao Ancestor before continuing, "Very well, you shall pay respects to your Ancestor Master here."
As Tongtian spoke, he picked up another stick of incense from the offering table and said, "Follow your Master like this."
With that, Tongtian lit the incense, bowed respectfully to Hongjun's image, and inserted the incense into the jade censer.
After standing up, Tongtian asked the three, "Do you understand?"
"But, Master, our Senior Martial Brother, he... has disappeared..." Zhao Gongming said, sounding a bit anxious at this moment.
"Oh, it's nothing. Your Ancestor Master has taken him away for a chat," Tongtian said, his face immediately lighting up with joy.
He still remembered his previous experience being taken away by Hongjun, so he explained to them, "It's fine. Your Ancestor Master values your Senior Martial Brother quite a bit."
Hearing Tongtian say this, the unease in their hearts subsided slightly.
Tongtian continued, "This is also something I wanted to tell you about. Your Senior Martial Brother..."
After a long while, Tongtian finally finished speaking.
At this moment, he was nowhere near the state he was in after debating with Yuanshi.
Instead, he was full of vigor and radiance. Tongtian spoke again, "Have you understood what I, your Master, have said?"
Now that Zhao Gongming and Yunxiao knew Nan Ji's whereabouts, they listened attentively to Tongtian's teachings.
Naturally, they respectfully replied to Tongtian, "Your disciples have remembered."
As for Bixiao, seeing that Tongtian had finally finished, she quietly said, "But Master, Third Sister... it seems she has also been taken away by the Dao Ancestor."
Meanwhile, in Purple Heaven Palace.
With a flash, Nan Ji found himself standing before his Ancestor Master.
The youngest of the Three Xiaos, Qiongxiao, was also in this Purple霄 Palace.
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