Chapter 524: The Fairy of the Ritian Sect
“Swish, swish...”
Gongsun Li, the elder of the Lingyun Sect, the elder of the Xuantian Sword Sect, the elder of the Haotian Sect, and the elder of the Zhuxian Sect, are The shape swept quickly and had already reached the sky above the town.
"Jiang Dalong?"
"Where is Jiang Yuqing?"
Several loud bell-like sounds sounded over the town.
The tens of thousands of warriors in the entire town were quiet, and they all looked up and watched, not knowing why.
There was no response from Xin Zhuo.
“Where could he go?”
Gongsun Li frowned and headed straight to the outside of the town.
The elders of the other sects looked at each other and followed him away.
......
"Why are you leaving in such a hurry? Why don't you accept more people?"
"The sect only accepts three disciples. It is full. If there are more, we are just worried about food. It’s not enough.”
“Ten thousand disciples can eat everything. By the way, Master, let’s talk about it first. After the three of us enter, will we be the true disciple, the inner sect, the outer sect, or the outer sect? Handyman, you have to make it clear first, otherwise we won’t go.”
"...Three of them are outstanding, one in a million, so they are undoubtedly the real ones!"
"An Yi! Brother, this fat...master is really good, haha..."
>A awning boat rowed across the river, traveling five miles in an instant, heading straight to the end.
Master Duan Dapeng personally arranged the boat, and Xin Zhuo took Xiao Huang, Shangguan Fan Qing and Li Wumian to sit cross-legged.
The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant on both sides of the river, and the water on the river is clear, which is refreshing.
It's just that Xin Zhuo feels that the leader is becoming more and more unreliable. It would be too cheap to directly pass on the real person regardless of his qualifications. I hope he doesn't talk too much.
“In these years, I have suffered too much and suffered too much!”
Shangguan Fan Qing looked at the clouds on the horizon, his face full of emotion, “This is After I went to the ancient sect, I should devote myself to practice and prove my worth. There is a saying that goes well , childhood sweethearts, stealing the sky and changing the day."
"Since ancient times, there has always been love and hatred, and this hatred lasts forever."
Li Wumian took another sip of wine, "I don't want to live after I go to the sect. Did you two bury me alive?”
"Yes." Shangguan Fan Qing nodded and said: "We are united and dare to make the sun and moon change the sky!"
Li Wumian glanced at him with a resentful expression. Are you out of your mind?
"Whoops——"
At this moment, several spaceships suddenly passed by in the sky. The strange shapes and the ferocious lines on the bottom of the ships gave people a great sense of oppression.
It seems that people from the eighteen sects are leaving.
Shangguan Fan Qing looked at it with envy for a moment and said to Duan Dapeng: "Master, our Ritian Sect has tens of thousands of disciples. For such a large sect, why are you the only one who comes here in person? Where is our spaceship?"
Duan Dapeng withdrew his gaze to the sky, his eyelids trembled slightly, and said coldly: "The so-called simplicity of the road does not mean that they are powerful by flying in a spaceship and swaggering through the city.
Don't you hear that in those days? A true martial emperor, who crossed nine galaxies with a single reed and slaughtered thirty thousand immortals?
The so-called martial arts path is empty at the end, so why should you care about where you go back? ? It’s too cliche!”
Shangguan Fan Qing didn’t understand what a great emperor was, but he raised his hands and said, “I’m going to let Meng Lang do it!”
The boat crossed the Baicang River and then sailed into the Tianlan River. Eighteen days later, it stopped on the river in a misty mist. A corner of glazed tiles was faintly exposed among the high mountains on the opposite side.
“We’re here!”
Duan Dapeng stopped the awning boat, with a reserved expression on his face, with his hands behind his back, like a master, he flashed and walked away on the waves.
“We’ve arrived at the sect.”
Shangguan Fan Qing’s mind wavered, and with a wave of his sleeve, he went straight to chase after Duan Dapeng.
Li Wumian also gathered up his negative energy, took the last sip of wine, and chased after him.
Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang looked at each other, lightly raised their minds, and walked forward on the waves.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a winding mountain path that goes straight to the top of the mountain.
Climbing along the mountain path, the closer you get to the top of the mountain, the more corners of the glazed tiles are exposed. After half an hour, at least corners of hundreds of palaces have been exposed.
“Brother!”
Shangguan Fan Qing couldn't help himself. He approached Xin Zhuo and couldn't help but feel thirsty. He simply spit in the palm of his hand and straightened his hair. "This sect is really vast, with ten thousand disciples. I'm afraid there will be a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and there are so many beauties. You Look at my hairstyle ?"
Xin Zhuo glanced at his golden-crown bun, which was covered with dandruff, and nodded: "Very good!"
"Ahem..." Li Wumian was next to him. She tidied up her scattered hair and made her eyes bright.
Shangguan Fan Qing was inexplicably angry: "You are going to bury the person, why do you care about appearance?"
Li Wumian's eyes dimmed, and his face was filled with negative energy: "Everyone has to die, either radiantly and handsomely, or slovenly. I would rather choose the former. Feel free to laugh at my superficiality."
Shangguan Fan Qing wanted to refute, but saw that Duan Dapeng had already walked away, so he had no choice but to say hello, and the three of them quickened their pace.
As we get closer and closer to the top of the mountain, the corner of the building with eaves and brackets becomes more and more clear.
It took another half an hour to arrive at the building.
Xin Zhuo and the others couldn't help but stop. They saw a corner of these buildings hanging on the trees... The wood carvings looked like palaces, but in fact they were just crude furnishings. The three of them looked a little dark.
Duan Dapeng turned around and sneered: "Since you want to be a master who is dictatorial for eternity, you can't withstand this test, so why not go back."
So this is a test?
The three of them frowned slightly, feeling that... it made sense.
After burning the incense, a huge archway appeared in front of it. The three characters "Ritian Sect" on it were like an ax and a knife, which contained some magical charm. It made people feel awe at first sight.
"The ancestor, Ritian Saint, is invincible in the same realm. He has spanned thousands of years and it is difficult to find an opponent. How can it be nonsense? These three words were left by him personally back then!"
Duan Dapeng clasped his hands behind his back with a solemn expression, taking each step one step at a time.
Shangguan Fan Qing and Li Wumian looked at each other and followed.
Xin Zhuo stopped for a moment at the edge of the archway. Seeing that Duan Dapeng did not look back, he stretched out his hand and sprinkled water from the Moon Watching Well on the archway.
There were waves in the well, and soon a new spirit sacrifice appeared:
[Sacrifice to the spirit: the white jade archway, which contains the martial arts charm personally written by the warriors of the ancient holy realm.
Sharing: He has disappeared, but he can share a trace of martial arts.
Note: You can grab it directly! 】
Sure enough, there are masters in the Holy Realm.
It’s just... is this okay?
He hesitated and stretched out his hand,
grab!
[Yuehua:80/100]
[Mellow Innate Earth Immortal Nine Transformations Realm]
Absorb!
[Well owner: Xin Zhuo. 】
[Stage: Nine Transformations of the Immortal of the Innate Heaven and Earth (Two out of ten...)]
His eyes lit up slightly, and he gave him a greeting gift as soon as he came, suddenly full of expectations for the Tianzong today.
At this moment, Shangguan Fan Qing was heard scolding from above: "Master Duan, you are cheating and cheating. You are treating us like children. It is really unreasonable. I won't play anymore!"
Xin Zhuo was curious, so he stepped a little further, reached the top of the mountain, and looked around. There is a gentle mist on the top of the mountain, and there is only one villa or manor, covering an area of 100 acres. It has a main hall and 17 or 18 side halls. There are rockeries, lotus ponds and small pavilions in the yard.
If it were a mountain villa belonging to a wealthy family, it would be considered luxurious, but if it were the location of an ancient sect, it would be nonsense. No wonder Shangguan Fan Qing would go berserk.
The secretive expression on Duan Dapeng's face disappeared, and he gave a philistine laugh: "Did I say that the Ritian Sect has thousands of palaces and dozens of peaks? Have you said that?"
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Shangguan Fan Qing said with a cold face: "Okay! Even if you didn't say it, what about the ten thousand disciples? The ten thousand disciples of your little broken courtyard station?"
"One Disciple Wan, I didn’t lie.”
Duan Dapeng shouted into the courtyard: “One bowl!”
"Senior brother, are you back?"
A small and exquisite girl wearing shabby white clothes hurriedly ran out of the courtyard. She seemed to be fifteen or sixteen years old, with big eyes, a small cherry mouth, a slender body, and a fragile appearance. He looked malnourished. Seeing that it was not just Duan Dapeng who had returned alone, he timidly stopped inside the door and asked in a low voice: "This, this is A new disciple?"
"That's right!"
Duan Dapeng coughed slightly and looked at the slightly darker faces of Xin Zhuo and Shangguan Fan Qing, "We do have one in the Ritian Sect. Disciple, have you ever told a lie?”
“No! You are still lying!”
Shangguan Fan Qing thought for a while and said: "What you said before was ten thousand, but now it has become a bowl, a fourth and a third. I am not wrong, right?"
Duan Dapeng Stroking his mustache and rolling his eyes Turned: "You are all destined to be masters who dominate the world forever, so why do you care about such trivial details? You are here anyway. In this way, you will all inherit the truth. I will act as a teacher and accept disciples. You will be the subordinates from now on. Junior brother, How? Which sect has this kind of treatment?"
"Bang!"
Li Wumian lay down with a big font, looking at the sky, his face full of despair, "It's boring. Dead but unable to die, alive I can’t live, I can’t eat, I can’t get drunk, women have abandoned me, please bury me.”
Shangguan Fan Qing stepped over his head and sat on a stone. Dazed, he sighed heavily.
Duan Dapeng, who looked embarrassed, and the little girl who ordered a bowl stood there dryly, not knowing what to do.
Xin Zhuo was not too disappointed. After looking around, he felt... there was something weird about this sect, and maybe it could be used to worship spirits.
At this moment, a burst of wisps suddenly came from the courtyard, which was crisp, melodious, melodious and especially pleasant to the ear.
I couldn't help but look over and saw a woman in white clothes standing in the mist in the backyard. She was in her twenties, with a fairy bun on her head and a phoenix hairpin inserted sideways, looking very graceful and graceful. Delicate, with willow eyebrows covered with green mist, sandalwood mouth dotted with cinnabar, and a pair of autumn eyes hazy.
As graceful as a startled dragon, like a swimming dragon!
At this moment, he lightly opens his red lips and blows the jade flute. His talent as an immortal in that moment is enough to astonish the world!
Even though Xin Zhuo is used to seeing beautiful women, this is the first time he sees such an unworldly woman.
"Is this our senior sister? Our Ritian Sect is really hiding a dragon and a crouching tiger!"
Shangguan Fan Qing and Li Wumian stood together radiantly at some point, squinting their eyes slightly. , showing appreciation.
Duan Dapeng looked embarrassed: "Ah, actually she is... the landlord and the Supreme Elder!"
(End of this chapter)