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Yunxiao Sect
A ray of sword light passed between the undulating mountains.
On the flying sword is a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance, red phoenix eyes, silkworm eyebrows, a long beard under his chin, and a majestic face.
This person is Feng Ao, the head of the Law Enforcement Yuan, a figure that countless Yunxiao Sect disciples avoid.
After reaching the middle stage of foundation building, monks can basically control the air with the help of the void, and no longer need magic weapons as vehicles under their feet. But in fact, most monks still like to step on a flying sword under their feet. This not only saves mana, but also increases the speed by three points.
However, at this time, Dean Feng had his hands behind his back, looking like he had some free time, but he was not in a hurry.
At this time, a voice from behind shouted: "Feng Ao——"
A beauty in royal attire with peach cheeks and apricot face chased after her, it was Dai Chenghong.
Apart from having some problems with Patriarch Mu of the Fu Zhen Academy, the master of the Alchemy Academy got along well with the other Jindan masters in the sect. Even Feng Ao, who had always been unsmiling, said with a smile on his face: "See you. Pass Senior Sister Dai."
"Master Feng is also going to Yunxiao Peak, right?" Dai Chenghong asked.
"certainly."
"You're walking too slowly," Dai Chenghong glanced at him and was already dozens of feet away when he spoke.
Feng Ao had no choice but to speed up and follow behind.
Not far away, there was another unhurried sword light ahead, and Dai Chenghong shouted loudly: "Little Yezi——"
The sword light suddenly slowed down, and a young man with a round head and big ears who looked at Twenty-Five-Six turned around and said with a smile: "Sister Dai."
Then he raised his hand to Feng Ai and said, "I have met Dean Feng."
This man is none other than Yan Chengye, the master of Yangwei Hall, a member of the Yanxiling clan.
The three of them got together, and Dai Chenghong stopped rushing and started chatting on their own.
"Xiao Yezi, do you know who the true disciple our ancestor has recruited this time is?" Dai Chenghong asked.
Yan Chengye shook his big head: "I don't know."
"The ancestor is the elder of your family. Didn't you get some inside information from him?" Dai Chenghong asked suspiciously.
"I've been running around everywhere during this period. I haven't seen him for more than half a month," Yan Chengye said with a smile. "However, I heard that my senior sister went to Yunzhou not long ago to participate in two... Is there any news about the foundation-building disciple’s wedding?”
Aren't you quite well informed? Dai Chenghong cursed while shaking her head: "I don't know either..."
The figure of a woman flashed in her mind.
"If it's that person, it's somewhat possible..."
"Who is it?" Feng Ao also became interested.
"Shui Hong's disciples are very knowledgeable in battle tactics and extremely talented..."
…
The three of them chatted all the way, and soon they arrived at the foot of the majestic Yunxiao Peak, then climbed upwards. After a while, they arrived in front of Jiuxiao Palace.
Today's Jiuxiao Palace is no different from the past. It is still wrapped in white and silent.
"Strange?" Dai Chenghong said in surprise: "I remember that more than two hundred years ago, when our ancestor recruited Tan Mingzhen as his true disciple, the entire Jiuxiao Palace was decorated with lights and colors, and it was very lively! How could it happen today? So quiet?”….
"Could it be that the ancestor had other reasons for recruiting this disciple?"
"You'll find out when you go in."
The three of them continued to move forward, passing through the corner gate, passing through the corridor, and passing through a large number of pavilions and pavilions before finally arriving in front of the main hall in the middle.
A young man in purple robe stood at the entrance of the palace, greeting the guests respectfully.
"Yang Zhen? Why is it you!" Dai Chenghong said in surprise.
Taishang Ancestor always recruits true disciples from among the Zifu monks. Therefore, although she attended Yang Zhen's wedding and knew that Ancestor had a favorable eye for this young man, she never thought about it.
"I've seen Dai Yuan
Lord, Lord Feng, Lord Yan. Yang Zhen greeted them one by one.
It was the first time for him to see the latter two, but he knew their general appearance and could not mistake them.
Feng Ao responded expressionlessly, while quietly asking the woman next to him: "Do you know this guy?"
Dai Chenghong nodded, pondered slightly, and gave the young man a high evaluation: "Excellent talent and extraordinary intelligence."
Feng Ao's face showed surprise, and he clucked his tongue twice, then raised his hands to the young man, his expression became solemn.
After the ceremony, the three of them entered the hall one by one.
On the platform in the center, the ancestor of Xiling sits high on top.
The three people quickly bowed and saluted, then looked around, only to realize that there were already several people sitting in the front row of the viewing seats.
[In view of the general environment, a middle-aged man with a plump and graceful appearance is none other than Hong Zhengli, the leader of the Yunxiao Sect;
The old man with white hair and who looks like he is dying is Fan Hong, the master of the Sutra Collection Hall and the oldest Jindan in the sect.
The old man with sunken cheeks and skinny bones is Mu Risheng, the master of Fuzhen Courtyard.
The last person has a middle-aged appearance, a slender figure, and looks a bit gentle. He exudes the aura of the early stage of the golden elixir, but he is a stranger who has never seen him before.
"This is our Junior Brother Kuang, Kuang Wenzhi, a member of the Kuang Niansong clan." Hong Zhengli introduced: "Junior Brother Kuang just broke through the Golden Elixir a few days ago, and the ancestor invited him over to prepare to replace Lan Yuanzhan and control the Beast Garden. Take care of things."
On the high platform, Yan Xiling's eyes were slightly closed, as if he hadn't heard anything.
The middle-aged man quickly stood up and saluted the three of them. He did his homework when he came, and he didn't get the wrong person either.
Behind these people, there were two young disciples whom Dai Chenghong was very familiar with. One was Gu Yanxi's true disciple, and the other was Lan Yutian, Lan Yuanxian's true disciple. These two people came to watch the ceremony on behalf of their master.
Outside the viewing seats, several women stood in a row under the white jade pillars in the corner of the hall. Dai Chenghong looked around and recognized the leader as Zhao Yuer, whom he had met not long ago.
As Yang Zhen's Taoist companion, she participated in this significant ceremony together.
Then she looked at the people beside her, her eyes narrowing slightly.
The beautiful woman who once made her secretly fearful was among them!
The seventh level of Zifu on the surface is actually the late stage of Jindan!
In addition, Zixue, who had changed most of her appearance, Qing Xiaoling, who had concealed her cultivation, and Caiyun, whose cultivation was very low, were all among them.
These people are indeed Yang's Taoist companions!
Compared to her surprise, Feng Ao and Yan Chengye didn't pay much attention to these women, let alone their true cultivation. Only Qin Mingyue's appearance amazed the two of them, but there were many beauties in the world of immortality, and each was good at winning, so it was not surprising to see a few stunning beauties. ….
At this moment, two more people came in. One of them, an old man with gray hair and a childlike face, was Dou Xichang. Yang Zhen once worked in the Wushui County Museum and was considered a subordinate of the old man. When meeting at this time, it was natural to greet him.
"You're a promising kid." Old Man Dou said with a smile.
The other person was Shui Hong, whose face was as pale as snow, but there was a bit of a smile on his face.
"Yang Zhen, I didn't expect that you have become the true successor of our ancestor. From now on, we old people will be your senior brothers and sisters, haha!"
Yang Zhen smiled shyly, but before she could speak, Zhao Yue'er over there was already running over like flying:
"Grandma, it's so great to see you! I heard that you were seriously injured, Yue'er was worried to death!"
Shuihong smiled even brighter, caressing the little girl lovingly, and said apologetically: "Thanks to the ten thousand years of ice you brought back, the injury has been under control in the past few days. However, your Taoist Companion Ceremony half a month ago , but my mother-in-law did not participate..."
As he spoke, he took out a jade box from his arms: "My mother-in-law will make up for the gifts for you now. Girl Yue'er, you won't be surprised, right?"
"Woo, as long as my mother-in-law gets better, Yue'er will be happy..." Zhao Yue'er hugged Shuihong's arm with tears in her eyes.
…
The carvings in the temple have gradually
When you are close to yourself, the auspicious time is coming.
"Yin Luxiang, how are your injuries?" Yan Xiling suddenly asked.
"Forefather, Wang Miao came to his disciple yesterday and said that his injury has not improved yet, but he is barely under control." Hong Zhengli replied.
"If that's the case, then why doesn't Wang Miao come?"
"This," Hong Zhengli said hesitantly, "Wang Miao said he wanted to go back to take care of his master and had no time to spare."
"Hmph!" Yan Xiling snorted coldly and said, "I will send some pills to Yin Luxiang later. In any case, he was injured while resisting the demons, and the sect cannot ignore it."
"Yes." Hong Zhengli replied.
The hall fell silent, and no one dared to make a sound.
Dai Chenghong looked around and exchanged glances with several Jindan.
They all have one doubt in their minds:
"There is another Jindan Daoist who is not here. Why don't you go and ask, Ancestor?"
PS: I’m going back to my hometown to visit relatives and friends these two days. I’ll try to write one chapter a day. The number of words is uncertain. .
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