"Mrs. Madam."
Early in the morning, Lin Jingzhe heard a man's voice in the air.
It had been several months since he came to this Gufeng Mansion. This was the first time he heard someone else's voice, and it was a male voice.
Immediately afterwards, the voice of the sect master's wife came from deep in the official residence: "What are you doing? You are not allowed to sleep so early in the morning."
Before she finished speaking, the cold, cold black figure of the sect leader's wife had already appeared in the sky above the official residence.
"The sect leader asked you to come forward and recruit a disciple for him."
"Won't the old man come to recruit disciples on his own?"
"The sect leader is still in seclusion and it will be difficult to escape for a while."
"Okay, who did he ask me to accept as his disciple?" asked the sect leader's wife.
"There is a woman named Rumeng from Jiaofeng. You will know about it when you go there."
After saying the last words, the visitor had already left.
"I know." The sect leader's wife responded and landed in the official residence.
"Xiao Ling, my teacher will take you to see the world." The sect master's wife landed and rushed towards Zhao Ling'er's residence.
"Yes, Master." Zhao Ling'er was very obedient at this time, different from before.
"Bring your corpse slave with you, he will make you shine in the trial." The sect leader's wife reminded him again.
"Yes." Zhao Ling'er responded.
"You should name it Mu Rong'er now. It will save you a lot of trouble."
"Yes, Master." Zhao Ling'er responded. She felt that the name Mu Rong'er was not unpleasant, so she happily accepted it.
"Before the trial, I will take you to recruit a disciple."
"Is she a junior sister?" Zhao Ling'er asked doubtfully.
"No, a monk with perfect foundation."
"You have completed foundation building and still want to become a disciple?"
"The disciples that the sect wants to accept naturally don't care about anything else." The woman in black paused, "You should have heard just now that I am accepting disciples on behalf of the sect leader."
"Apprentice knows."
"It's good to know. Don't ask too many questions in the future. I don't like people who ask too many questions." After the sect leader's wife finished speaking, she glanced at Lin Jingzhe in the corner.
Lin Jingzhe just sat up from the coffin at this time, responded to her eyes, and thought to himself, it's none of my business.
The sect master's wife put her arm around Zhao Ling'er's shoulders and appeared in mid-air in the blink of an eye. Seeing this, Lin Jingzhe had no choice but to use "Walking Cloud Step" to follow behind.
After ten breaths, the three of them appeared on a peak that looked like a horn.
"Who is Rumeng? Come out." The sect master's wife did not land on the top of the peak to accept the disciple named Rumeng. After all, he was the one the sect master liked, and she would not give him a good look.
The heads on the peak were shaking, and after a long time, a woman arrived belatedly.
"Mrs. Madam, I am the one." A woman echoed.
"Come with me. The sect wants to accept you as a disciple. He is still in retreat. I will accept you as a disciple for him first."
"Yes." Rumeng had some doubts in her heart. Why did the sect leader accept her as a disciple? Didn't Qingyun Guest just say that he should just cultivate well here?
"Madam Master, wait a moment." At this time, a man came out, and it was Qingyun Guest.
"What's the matter? Tell me."
"She is my sister." Qingyunke pointed at Rumeng and said, "Since the sect leader wants to accept her as his disciple, should he also take me with him?"
Qingyun Ke's goal is the "Dead Man's Book", so naturally he can only get a chance to see the Dead Man's Book by climbing up to the sect leader.
"Who are you?" The sect leader's wife had some impression of her, but couldn't remember it.
"I am a true disciple, but I have not become a regular disciple." Qingyunke said quickly.
"Since you are a registered disciple, you will become a regular disciple sooner or later." The sect leader's wife said.
"That's why I came to see you, madam of the sect master. Do you think that for the sake of my sister, you can say a good word to the sect master and make me a true disciple?"
"You want me to say good things to the sect master?" The sect master's wife frowned. She had already settled on the position of the true disciples of the saint son and saintess without breaking up the group. Now she has to recruit another true disciple for the old ghost. She also has to Receive another one?
How is it possible? Of course not.
"No, if you want to ask, just ask yourself." The sect leader's wife refused directly.
"Otherwise, you can just accept me as your true disciple." Qingyun Ke is so thick-skinned that these begging expressions will naturally not bother him.
"Should I accept you?" The sect leader's wife was stunned. This disciple was going crazy thinking that he would become a real disciple. "
The sect leader's wife thought for a while and realized that she couldn't get any brands in her hands now, so she felt that it would be fun to collect one.
So he said: "Okay, you can follow me from now on."
"Thank you, Mrs. Sect Master." Qingyun Guest was filled with joy. He never expected that the Sect Master's wife, who had always been unkind, would so happily agree to accept him as a true disciple.
"You two come with me." The sect leader's wife said, and then left the peak with Zhao Ling'er.
Lin Jingzhe and Rumeng Qingyunke followed closely behind.
Soon, a group of five people came to a taller peak. There was a mansion on top of that peak that was more majestic than the mansion where the sect master's wife lived.
"This is Tianlou Pavilion, where the sect leader lives and where the sect discusses matters." The sect leader's wife explained for them.
Qingyunke and Rumeng naturally knew, but Lin Jingzhe and Zhao Ling'er didn't know.
Lin Jingzhe was dressed as a corpse at this time, with his whole body wrapped in black clothes, and even his face was covered with black gauze.
Qingyunke and Rumeng naturally did not recognize him.
However, Zhao Ling'er felt extremely worried because at this moment, she seemed unable to command her own corpse slave.
Moreover, the dress of her natal corpse slave was not given by her, and she didn't even know where the black clothes came from.
Qingyunke and Rumeng were also interested in Lin Jingzhe who was following them, because they did not notice that he had any vitality in him, and he was just a corpse like their own corpse slave.
"This man can't be the corpse slave of the sect master's wife." They only had the same thought in their hearts.
"In addition to you, you also have a senior brother and senior sister." The sect leader's wife said at this time: "And they are both saints and saints."
"Holy Son and Holy Daughter?" Rumeng looked at Qingyunke.
"The man with the black beard I told you before is the Holy Son." Qingyunke said.
"Oh." Rumeng nodded.
"The Holy Son and the Holy Lady are in seclusion, so no one should care about you. You can find a room to stay by yourself." The sect leader's wife said.
"Yes, Mrs. Sect Master." Rumeng paused and asked doubtfully: "Are there no other rituals?"
"What ceremony do you need?" The sect leader's wife looked at her.
"Such as informing the sect?"
"When your master comes out of seclusion, he will naturally organize these ceremonies for you." After the sect leader's wife finished speaking, she turned around and took Zhao Ling'er to leave.
"Master, wait for me." Qingyunke shouted and followed.
The sect leader's wife looked back at him and said, "I'll give you a job."
"What job?"
"Take your senior sister to participate in the trial." After saying this, the sect leader's wife flew into the sky and left in the blink of an eye.
"This?" Qingyunke felt dumbfounded for a moment. Did he become a master by a hands-off shopkeeper?
"Chief, elder." Zhao Ling'er recognized Qingyun Guest.
"Don't be an elder. You are called elder like this. We are all disciples of the sect master's wife now. I will still call you senior sister from now on."
Qingyunke only knew that it was rumored that the sect master's wife had accepted a female Qi practitioner as a closed disciple. It might be false in the future, but unexpectedly, it was true, and she knew her.
"Hey, isn't it good to call me junior brother? You are older than me." Zhao Ling'er said.
"Cultivators don't pay attention to these things, and since you got started before me, it's best for me to call you senior sister." Qingyunke said.
"Well, that's alright. Junior brother, please take me to the Trial Peak to participate in the trial."
Zhao Ling'er never dreamed that one day, she would call someone decades older than herself her junior brother.
Of course, Qingyun Ke, like her, never expected that he would call a girl his senior sister. If this clip was spread, others would definitely laugh at her.
But he fought hard for the Sutra of the Dead.
"Okay, senior sister." Qingyunke bravely called Zhao Ling'er senior sister.
Immediately, he released the coffin from the storage ring, let Zhao Ling'er sit on it, and said, "Is that your corpse slave?"
"Yes." Zhao Ling'er responded.
"Let him sit up together." Qingyunke said.
"He can fly by himself." Zhao Ling'er said.
"Can you fly?" Qingyunke was surprised.
"Didn't he fly over with us just now?"
"I always thought that he was the sect master's wife's corpse slave, and I also thought that his flight was due to the sect master's wife's spell casting. It turned out that I had misunderstood everything. He turned out to be a corpse slave who could fly into the sky and escape from the earth." Qingyun The guest said.
"My eldest brother is very powerful. He will definitely come out on top in this trial."
"I hope so." After Qingyunke finished speaking, he drove the coffin and carried Zhao Ling'er into the sky.
Lin Jingzhe followed closely and went to Pingyang Peak, the trial venue.
Pingyang Peak is the most stable peak on the Fulu Mountain. There are many venues built on the peak. The venues are fully equipped and can provide a place for thousands of disciples to participate in competitions at the same time.
When Qingyunke and his party arrived at Pingyang Peak, heads were already shaking. At this time, thousands of outer disciples had gathered here to participate in the competition.
They saw Qingyun Ke coming with a little girl Pianzi, and they were all curious about the girl's identity.
At this time, several people came towards Qingyunke.
"Brother, what is this girl's movie about?" someone asked Qingyun Ke.
Qingyunke said: "This is my senior sister."
"Your senior sister?" The man was surprised, "When did you accept a girl as your senior sister?"
"That was accepted by my master. She started before me, so she naturally became my senior sister." Qingyunke said.
"I started before you?"
Several people suddenly reacted, "Have you been accepted as a closed disciple by the sect master?"
"No, it's the sect leader's wife who has accepted me as her disciple." Qingyun said.
"Mrs. Madam?" Several people looked suspicious: "Real or false?"
"It's true, is there any lie?" Qingyun Ke rolled his eyes at them, and then said: "Get out of the way quickly, I have to take my senior sister to participate in the competition."
"Written test? Today is just a competition between outer disciples. We can just watch it from the side."
Qingyunke turned back to look at Zhao Ling'er and said, "Senior sister, tomorrow is the inner sect competition. Do you want to go back and have a rest?"
Zhao Ling'er blinked her smart eyes and said, "Isn't it a competition between corpse slaves? I want to see how powerful my elder brother is."
"Okay then." Qingyunke turned to look at a thin man and said, "Find a more open-minded place for me, preferably within five rows."
The thin man responded: "Don't worry, my father is one of the invigilators, so he can naturally get a position near the front."
After the thin man finished speaking, he walked towards the invigilation group in front.
After half a stick of incense, the thin man had returned, and he was heard to say: "It's done, let's go over and take our place now."
After saying that, he led Qingyun Ke and others through the crowd and headed towards the competition venue.
The competition hasn't started yet, but there are already a lot of people. Through the gaps between the heads and shoulders of the people, you can clearly see that there are many different corpse slaves standing on the field.
