The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 250 Apprenticeship Ceremony Xuanting Courtyard
"Have you heard?"

"The great elder has taken Han Mo, the king of the snake clan, as his closed disciple!"

"What?!" The disciples began to discuss one after another, "You actually accepted the king of the snake clan as your disciple?"

"This great elder has only accepted a disciple once in a million years. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the opportunity that thousands of people want has actually fallen on Han Mo."

"Oh, I've heard that this junior is extraordinary. The fact that he can hold the Moon Heart Sword in his pocket shows how powerful he is."

"Bah! What's so powerful or not?! Which of the senior brothers who can join the great elder's sect doesn't have 300 million years of spiritual power and cultivation?"

"He has absorbed the spiritual power of the Blood Spirit Pearl Flower, and I am afraid that it has far surpassed the 200 million-year-old cultivation technique."

"Really? With such a high level of cultivation, he failed to save the Snake Clan and was exterminated by His Highness Long San?"

"This...you!"

"Okay, okay, stop arguing and listen to what the Great Elder and others have to say."

After speaking, everyone fell silent.

Sure enough, it took less than a quarter of an hour.On the top of the highest mountain, the bell rang loudly, ding-dong, ding-dong, three times in total.

What followed was a powerful sound transmission method with extremely ethereal and intimidating power:

"All disciples, listen to the order. Tonight, Cangling Mountain will hold a closed disciple apprenticeship ceremony. No one will be absent without excuse. Anyone who violates the rules will be punished."

Everyone heard the sound and saluted, "Disciples, listen to the order."

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hibiscus mountain

Inside Xuanting courtyard

The senior brother who led the way bowed politely and said, "Junior brother Hanmo, you will live in this small courtyard from now on. If you need anything, you can go to me next door. I will live in the Xuance courtyard next door."

Han Mo glanced at the clean courtyard, bowed and saluted him: "Thank you for your help. What do you call me?"

The senior brother smiled and said: "I am Huarong, from the Elf tribe. Junior brother, just call me second senior brother. We also have a senior senior brother."

Han Mo was slightly stunned, but he didn't know who this senior brother was.

"The eldest brother is His Royal Highness Long Sheng, the crown prince of the Dragon Clan. You can meet him at the dinner party."

After saying that, Hua Rong bowed politely, turned around and left, not knowing at all how alienated his newly promoted junior brother felt after hearing what he said.

It's the Dragon Clan again.

Oh, they really are everywhere.I just don’t know what kind of character this Dragon Clan’s Highness is.

Han Ling carried the things into the small courtyard and said angrily: "King, why can the Dragon Clan become the disciple of Elder Hua?!"

"Their dragon clansmen have killed so many of our clansmen, and sooner or later there will be retribution!!"

"I think the Crown Prince of the Dragon Clan is definitely not a good person either!!"

"In the future, my king, I'm afraid you will suffer a lot."

Han Mo didn't say anything. After entering the room, he looked at the decoration in the room and his heart slowly fell silent.

Fortunately, the interior is relatively simple, the space is large, and the smell is relatively clean. He is quite satisfied with the place.

Han Ling put all the things he had brought one by one, wiped and cleaned all the furnishings in the room, and then stopped and said: "Wang, it's a good thing that you live in this small courtyard by yourself, otherwise It’s going to be annoying to death.”

I heard that there are many disciples on Cangling Mountain, but there are very few houses with separate courtyards like their king. I am afraid that only the close disciples of a few elders have such special treatment.

Han Mo nodded, walked to the spacious couch beside him and sat down, "The place is almost tidied up. You should go back first. If anything happens, I will send you a secret message."

"King, let me tidy up for you. It's not too late today. I'll leave later." "No need."

"Wang..." Han Ling made a sad face. He didn't want to leave. If Cangling Mountain didn't allow outsiders to stay, he would have to move into his house and live with his king.

Han Mo waved his hand, "Let's go quickly. The terrain of Cangling Mountain is complicated. If we leave too late, we might not be able to see the way down the mountain."

"Okay." Han Ling reluctantly stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Then my subordinate will leave first. King, please pay attention to your safety. If anything happens, you must send a message to your subordinate. He will arrive immediately."

"Ah."

"Then...is this subordinate really gone?"

Han Mo looked up at him with a dark face, his voice turned cold, "Let's go!"

"Yes, yes..." Han Ling didn't dare to delay, turned around and ran away with his butt greased.

Seeing him leaving, Han Mo shook his head, turned around and poured himself a cup of spiritual tea.

I brought all the tea cups and dishes with me, but this pot of spiritual tea was placed on the table when I arrived.

As soon as the cold ink entered my mouth, I felt a slight bitterness. Without thinking, I stood up and spit it out, but I heard someone stop me.

"Junior brother, please don't spit out this good tea. This is the spirit-requiring tea specially made by senior brother."

Hua Rong stepped in through the door holding a soft quilt in her arms, with a gentle smile on her lips, "I guessed you would vomit it out, so I came over to let you know."

Hearing this, Han Mo could only bite his tongue and swallow the bitter tea.

"Second... why are you here, second senior brother?" Han Mo said this a little uncomfortable, because even now he is still not familiar with his new identity.

Huarong walked into the inner room, put the soft quilt on the bed, then turned around and walked out and said, "I'm giving you a comfortable quilt, I'm afraid you won't be used to sleeping at night."

"Then I would like to thank Second Senior Brother."

"Junior brother, you don't have to be polite. Now that you have joined the master, it is your duty to take care of you."

Han Mo nodded and stood in the room with his head lowered, not knowing what to say, like a piece of wood.

He had already said thank you, but he didn't know how to say polite words, so he looked a little out of place.

Hua Rong just wanted to laugh when she saw his look. He walked over, sat down and said, "This tea is Xiuling tea picked from Cangling Mountain. It has a bitter taste and an even bitter aftertaste."

"I remember that when I first came here, my senior brother taught me. At that time, the first lesson I took was this tea lesson."

Han Mo turned around and walked over, sat down next to him, and silently raised his ears to listen to what he said before.

"Elder brother said that this tea is drunk by all disciples. Even a few elders drink this tea. People who come to Cangling Mountain can only drink this tea."

“If you can’t stand the pain of tea, how can you stand the pain of cultivation in the future?”

"Later..."

Hua Rong smiled and picked up the tea cup, poured him a cup, and poured herself a cup, "I'm used to drinking it, but now that I don't have this tea, I'm not used to it."

"Thank you, senior brother." Han Mo picked up the tea cup and drank it without saying a word this time.

However, it is extremely painful.

It's a bit more bitter than the unpalatable vegetable leaves. I don't know why there is such a sweet and bitter tea among the sweet spiritual tea.

Huarong smiled. She didn't drink her own cup, so she pushed it to him again, "Junior brother, have another cup, get used to it."

Han Mo: "..."

(End of this chapter)