"Crunch——"
The door of the palace is opened, and the morning light is revealed. The mountains and fields are lush all year round, and there are densely packed small houses and palaces at the feet. The glazed tiles shine with strange colors in the morning light.
Surrounded by the residences of more than a hundred true disciples, below is the residence of the inner disciples, and at the foot of the peak is the residence of the outer disciples.
He stretched and yawned.
"Oh, you……"
Not far away stood a fat man with a big belly, a white true disciple's brocade clothes with a high bulge, a mustache on his chin, pea eyes, and thick lips. He looked a little funny and... kind.
At this time, he looked Xin Zhuo up and down, feeling a little emotional, and said: "You finally came out. It has been more than a month since you started, and no one has seen you. What are you doing in there?"
Xin Zhuo then looked at him and asked, "Who are you?"
He didn't know anyone on this peak, not even Liu Qingfeng, the nominal master peak master, and he had forgotten what he looked like.
The fat man pointed at himself and said in surprise: "I! Wang Hui, the fourth disciple among the three generations of true disciples of Jianjian Peak, the governor's disciple, your fourth senior brother, all the uncles and senior brothers' clothing, food and daily life, all matters of the inner and outer sects , I am responsible for everything, and you don’t even know me?”
"We know each other now."
Xin Zhuo continued to yawn, "Do you have a problem with me?"
"Ah You……"
Wang Hui was startled for a moment, then shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Master teaches martial arts on the first and fifteenth day of every month and explains his experience. This is a rare opportunity. This is a big deal. How could you ask this?"
"Let's go then!" Xin Zhuo turned around and walked towards the top.
"Junior Brother Xin, hair, robes, true disciples must not be disheveled, be clean and tidy, and pay attention to your appearance, otherwise the master and elders will be unhappy!"
Wang Hui's stomach was rising and falling, and it was difficult to catch up.
Xin Zhuo couldn't resist, so he had to pull up his hair in a bun and spread out his loose robe.
"This is right!"
Wang Hui breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Looking at how ignorant you are, senior brother feels it is necessary to introduce me to you, so as not to make a joke!
The master of this peak is also the master, the ninth level of Lingtai, and the four elders are all in the Lingtai realm, ranging from the first to the sixth level. They are all masters who have just returned and experienced two martial arts prosperity.
Below are the 103 true disciples, the first disciple is Senior Brother Nangong Wentian, the first level of the Lingtai. The second senior sister, Su Liuli, is at the first level of the Lingtai. Third senior brother Bai Jiansan, Yang Shi San Chonghai.
The fourth senior brother is me...Yang Shi San Chong Hai!
The junior sister Gongsun Li you know is ranked twenty-sixth among the three generations of disciples of this peak. She is the first person to awaken in the true legend of this peak.
Well, here are the inner disciples, more than three hundred of them, all disciples of our senior brothers. Some are acquired, and some have experienced suspended animation. They are not worth mentioning.
Next are the outer disciples, more than 580 of them. Their status is too low, so don’t worry about them, they’re gone! "
Xin Zhuo frowned: "So many masters?"
He is indeed a master. How many people are there in the Lingtai realm?
Wang Hui laughed: "Of course it is for you, but for the old people in the sect, they are used to it. Master and the others have lived for two martial arts flourishing periods, and now they are in the third martial arts flourishing period. After practicing for a long time, they have been in the world for thousands of years. Don’t be surprised if you survive among thousands of warriors, I heard that more masters will appear in the future, and when you live hundreds of years in the future, you will also be a master."
Xin Zhuo nodded, it makes sense.
Wang Hui patted his head again: "By the way, Junior Sister Zhao Yi, is she really your...wife?"
When he said this, his eyes were full of scrutiny, confusion and wonder.
Xin Zhuo was not interested: "What's wrong?"
Wang Hui said: "Do you know what...the beauty of heaven and beauty is?"
Xin Zhuo said: "I don't know, I don't know!"
Wang Hui smiled bitterly and said: "To be honest, that kind of beautiful woman who is not as beautiful as what should be found in the world, and who still has an immortal Taiyin body, must be a genius that the whole sect has tried hard to cultivate, and how many people are paying attention to it secretly!
You...as his husband-in-law, I'm afraid your life will be difficult. This is just like...a man is guilty of harboring a treasure when he is not guilty! "
"How could Zhao Yizhu be a common man?" Xin Zhuo shook his head.
Wang Hui was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"
Xin Zhuo said: "I will not dislike her!"
"Oh!" Wang Hui blinked his eyes dryly, "You still dislike him? I'm afraid you don't understand, you are the common man."
Xin Zhuo refused to speak any more.
We have already reached the Jianjun Palace ahead.
"Sword Lord" is said to be the nickname of the peak master, Liu Qingfeng.
The palace he was in was naturally called the Jianjun Palace!
At this moment, in the courtyard, several mulberry trees have lush leaves, and three incense burners are placed on the bluestone ground under the trees, and smoke is rising.
There were more than a hundred people standing around, all wearing white true disciple robes, a small number of men, a small number of women, all of them tall and straight, with elegant temperaments.
Gongsun Li was also among them.
And the immortal-like Zhao Yizhu, who changed into the clothes of a true disciple and wore a flowing bun, stood out among the true disciples who were full of geniuses, handsome men and beauties.
Seeing Wang Hui leading Xin Zhuo, the true disciples who were chatting in small groups looked at him and frowned slightly. It was true that Xin Zhuo still looked sloppy even though his hair was pulled up and his clothes were tidied.
Zhao Yizhu suddenly walked over with fluttering clothes. He first arranged Xin Zhuo's robe, then knelt down and wiped the dust on his boots. Finally, he motioned for him to sit cross-legged and tied his hair into a bun.
Gentle and virtuous, like a qualified wife.
Xin Zhuo accepted it calmly, as if it was a matter of course.
The eyes of the more than a hundred true disciples around him changed immediately, especially a group of male disciples, who gritted their teeth and hated the iron.
After more than a month of contact with Junior Sister Zhao, what a woman she is. She has absolutely no shortcomings. Why...
The key point is that Xin Zhuo frowned slightly at this time, as if he was not satisfied: "No need to be too formal."
Zhao Yizhu chuckled and said, "I understand."
A group of male disciples couldn't bear to watch anymore and almost broke their teeth.
Xin Zhuo fell into deep thought. Zhao Yizhu didn't need to think about it, but he also knew that her origin was wrong, but it was he who approached her on purpose, or she approached him on purpose.
Or, they just happened to meet each other and depended on each other for life.
Or maybe she really put herself in Zhao Linghe's place, and her obsession was too deep?
He breathed a sigh of relief and didn't want to think about it. He was alone now, so what did it matter if others approached him? It's always good to have someone to keep you company, so why bother asking about it.
Asked: "Place of the Extreme Sun, have you heard about it?"
Entering a large sect to find the land of extreme yang, entering the yang realm is the first priority. All he is thinking about now is to make breakthroughs.
Zhao Yizhu lowered his voice: "I heard about it, the True Yang Tower, the energy of the extreme sun, contains the universe, which is a hundred times stronger than the original Kulingya place. Not only can you successfully enter the country, but you can also get the martial arts in it!
However, the sect is not allowed to enter at will, and must wait for the disciples from each peak to report the number of people who will enter Yangshi before choosing a day to enter together! "
Xin Zhuo frowned and said: "It's the kind of thing where many people are watching again, and everyone rushes together. Whoever is more powerful will become famous, and the onlookers will exclaim and jump for joy?"
Zhao Yizhu had become accustomed to his way of speaking and chuckled: "I don't know yet, but I heard... the master will talk about it today!"
Xin Zhuo stopped talking.
After a while, his hair was tied into a bun, and Zhao Yizhu wiped his face with a handkerchief and spiritual grass water.
A clean and neat young man of seventeen or eighteen years old appeared in front of everyone.
The male heirs who had always been hostile suddenly felt a little better. After all, this Junior Brother Xin, he... is more handsome than me!
The eyes of a group of Jurchen disciples brightened a little, and they secretly said, "That's it."
Frankly speaking, Xin Zhuo's appearance is very durable, with fair skin and facial features that seem to have been carefully crafted, without any flaws, and with a bit of worry that has gone through vicissitudes of life and a strange look that disrespects the world. No matter how picky you are, you will still praise him for what a handsome young man he is.
No wonder Junior Sister Zhao fell in love with him. I wouldn’t mind if it were me.
When I think about it, the strange hostility disappears.
"Sit cross-legged!"
There were three people sitting in front, and in the middle a man in his thirties who was tall, generous, and had a kind face said softly.
"I will obey my senior brother's orders!"
Hundreds of true disciples saluted and sat down cross-legged.
After a while, a mind-numbing strange consciousness descended, scanning all the true disciples, focusing on Xin Zhuo.
Then, a figure appeared strangely on the front bunk.
Xin Zhuo only took one look and realized that the gap was too big, too big to be true.
This master is a real master!
Lingtai Ninth Heaven!
