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Just as the three elders were in trouble, a figure with fluttering fairy-like clothes flew over.
Everyone immediately bowed and saluted:
"See the Great Elder."
Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly. This elder seemed to have no cultivation, but he felt a somewhat compelling aura, like a dormant volcano. Once it erupts, it will shake the world.
The Great Elder has a white beard and white eyebrows. He is dressed in purple robes and has a kind face. He strokes his beard and smiles:
"My little friend came to look for Miaozhen, why?"
"I have an appointment with her and will come to see her."
Zhao Wujiang handed over his hand. He would treat others how others treated him. In the past, the elder was overbearing, so he would use his power to suppress others. Now, this great elder treats others like a spring breeze, and he will return the courtesy.
The great elder’s eyes were deep:
"That being the case, Miaozhen is cultivating in the back mountain. Do you dare to go?"
Don't ask if you are willing, just ask if you dare.
Since it is a place of confinement, how could there be no Taoist restrictions?
"go."
Zhao Wujiang didn't think about it and smiled lightly. He roughly understood the cause of the incident. Yang Miaozhen was willing to be imprisoned for him. How could he live up to this affection?
Whether you can do it or not is a matter of strength; whether you dare or not is a matter of attitude.
The great elder's expression became softer and he smiled:
"To cover your face when you see an old friend is not a good person."
Zhao Wujiang nodded and gently opened the bronze mask made to imitate the Sanxingdui in his memory, revealing a handsome face.
"Wow..."
As soon as he took off his mask, many Taoist nuns in the crowd exclaimed and looked ashamed for a moment.
Starry eyebrows and bright eyes are extraordinary, and the deep black eyes seem to be filled with stars, as if looking at the sky through mirror water, and wanting to fall into it.
The young master is unparalleled in the world, as handsome as Tianzong Zhang Xiaoguo, but Zhang Xiaoguo is cold and ruthless, while Zhao Wujiang is as gentle as jade, making people unable to help but get close to him.
A little more closeness will make a woman more admirable.
The male disciples were speechless when they saw Zhao Wujiang's face. They originally ridiculed Zhao Wujiang in front of the sect for looking like a deer-headed rat, but now they found it a bit funny.
Zhao Wujiang and the saintly girl Mao, how could they, outsiders like them, turn against them?
The Holy Son Liu Jicang became more and more depressed, his face paled, and there were a few cracks in his newly relieved heart. Even his handsome face, which he was proud to be as good as Zhang Xiaoguo, was compared with him. What was left?
Yes, I still have Taoism left, yes it is Taoism! Liu Jicang's Taoist heart is getting more and more broken. He knows Taoism, but Zhao Wujiang definitely doesn't!
But he didn't know that Zhao Wujiang had Prajna Wuxiang in his hand, so he could learn any martial arts, Taoism or the like at his fingertips.
Chen Donger smiled sweetly. As Yang Miaozhen's best friend, her appearance would not be any different.
She is tall and tall, with a delicate and heroic face. She is also a rare beauty, especially her pair of slender jade legs. If it were not covered by the Taoist robe, it would probably cause ripples in the hearts of countless male disciples of the sect.
But now, she felt ripples in her heart.
She knew that Zhao Wujiang was handsome and had heard many legends saying that the young master was unparalleled in the world.
But she understood that legends were just legends and contained many exaggerated elements. Zhao Wujiang's appearance should be handsome, but he should be far less handsome than Tianzong Zhang Xiaoguo.
But when Zhao Wujiang took off his mask, she admitted that she was wrong.
Zhao Wujiang is really an unparalleled son, not only for his handsome appearance, but also for his bearing.
As gentle as jade, yet sharp.
She seemed to fall in love with just one glance.
But she didn't look as embarrassed as the other female disciples, and instead sighed.
With Senior Sister Miaozhen around, they had no chance.
The great elder smiled warmly, she was indeed a talented man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match for her.
He seemed to see himself when he was young, handsome and majestic.
At that time, I was also very high-spirited. Amidst the exclamations of the people around me, I saw an unparalleled young master...
He is also a spectator, watching others with their amazing talents and beauty.
So why does it matter that all the people in the world are just spectators? The great elder's seven emotions and six desires are hidden in his eyes, and he becomes more and more immortal.
