Chapter 303 By the Order of the Saint of Montenegro (4000)

“I’m back...”

Under the grape trellis, the beautiful woman’s white dress is like snow, and she smiles sweetly.

Qin Yao stopped in front of the corridor, looking at the bright smile on the other person's face, his mind gradually settled down.

This place of peace of mind is my hometown...

"I'm back."

Qin Yao walked slowly to her side and took the initiative to hold her hand: "How are you at home?"

Xiao Zhuo nodded with a smile, knowing this sentence It seems that the question is about home, but in fact it is about people.

After all, it is because of her presence that this spacious and lonely Palace of Saints can be called home.

Qin Yao smiled slightly, held her in his arms, smelled the faint fragrance in her hair, and said softly: "I passed the exam."

"I know." Xiao Zhuo rested his head on his shoulder, and his two hearts gradually beat at the same frequency. At this moment, it was as if they were connected to each other.

“When did you know about it?” Qin Yao said in surprise.

"I'll find out on the day you are admitted to Fengdu."

"You are spying on me." Qin Yao raised his eyebrows with a playful look on his face.

Xiao Zhuo smiled: "You are running around all day long, where can I keep an eye on you? I asked someone to go to Fengdu early to keep an eye on the news. After all, it is related to my husband's future. , how could I be indifferent? ”

Qin Yao smiled: "It's over, the surprise is gone..."

"Yes!" Xiao Zhuo led him to the boudoir, his steps were brisk, and the corners of his mouth were raised: "I have prepared a surprise for you." 
Qin Yao was surprised for a moment, resisted the desire to ask in advance, and followed her into the exquisitely decorated bedroom.

"Go ahead, open it and take a look." Xiao Zhuo let go of his big hand and raised his arm to point at the quaint wooden box that was placed on the table at some point.

With strong curiosity, Qin Yao strode to the round table and gently opened the lid of the wooden box.

[The system has detected the top-grade double cultivation method, "Yin Yang He Huan Jing". The scripture has special inclusion value. Do you want to include it? 】

【As compensation for the inclusion of this sutra, the system will use initiation to make your understanding of this sutra instantly reach a master level. 】

[Note: As a special type of dual cultivation method, the system cannot bring you practice, so it can only achieve full level understanding, not full level practice. 】

Looking down at the subtitles that suddenly flashed before his eyes, Qin Yao couldn't help laughing.

It’s amazing if a system can bring practice to dual cultivation.

Even the silly girls in "Magic Phone" may not have this function.

"Collect it..."

In an instant, countless dual cultivation experiences were poured into his mind. Even though he is an experienced driver, he was shocked after reading these contents.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Zhuo asked in surprise when he saw him staying motionless.

Qin Yao shook his head and sat down at the round table, pretending to look through the scriptures while digesting the countless insights that suddenly appeared.

Soon after.

After flipping through the book and digesting his insights, Qin Yao turned his head to look at the graceful figure like a goddess, and a flame suddenly rose in his eyes: "It's so profound and profound."

"I understand. How much?" Xiao Zhuo said with a smile.

“You will know if you try it?”

“Just try it if you try it!”

...

A romantic night.

No words to express.

The next day.

Xiao Zhuo tied a high ponytail on his head and changed into a red warrior uniform with a black waistband. He sat in the pavilion in the courtyard with a straight waist, lowering his head and brewing tea.

Qin Yao quietly watched her flowing movements and the elegance of every move, a leisurely and relaxed smile flashed across his face.

“Try it.” Xiao Zhuo brewed a cup of tea, held it in front of Qin Yao with a wooden tong, and said softly.

Qin Yao picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp. He felt a stream of heat quickly pouring into his body along his mouth, and then was quickly swallowed up by the true energy in his Dantian.

At this time, the aftertaste came to my heart, sweet and long...

"It tastes good."

Xiao Zhuo did not raise any objections to his way of drinking peony.

She doesn't care about the messy tea drinking etiquette, just like she doesn't care about most of the rules in the world.

"How many days will you stay at home this time?"

Qin Yao put down his teacup, raised his eyes and said, "I'm leaving today."

"In such a hurry?" Xiao Zhuo rushed Cha's palm suddenly paused.

"Maoshan is going to hold a celebration meeting for my admission into Fengdu, and the date is tomorrow." Qin Yao explained.

"Celebration meeting..." Xiao Zhuo's beautiful eyes flashed.

"Yes, I heard that many fellow monks have been invited, it should be quite lively." Qin Yao smiled and said: "Would you like to go over and have a look?"

Since learning about Xiao Zhuo After stealing the Xuan Mizhu, he deeply realized that the so-called five-hundred-year ban was just in name only for Xiao Zhuo.

Xiao Zhuo thought for a while, shook his head and said: "I won't join in the fun. When there are more people, there will be monsters, ghosts and snakes. It would be bad if someone recognizes me."

In this regard, Qin Yao was not disappointed either.

Like Xiao Zhuo, he also doesn't care about this formal thing.

Two hours later.

With a blush of satisfaction on his face, Xiao Zhuo sent Qin Yao out of the palace gate, waving and saying: "I hope that when you come here next time, your official body will be of high rank."
 Qin Yao hugged her gently, turned around and walked towards Fengsha, only the lingering voice came back: "Don't worry, I will soon make you proud of me."

Watching his tall figure fading away, Xiao Zhuo smiled slightly, waved his sleeves and threw out a stream of light, which shot straight into the sky and disappeared into the vast sea of stars.

“Meet the Saint!”

In a blink of an eye.

A tall figure in black clothes and a black robe, with a black mask on his face and a huge black sword on his back. It was difficult to distinguish between male and female. He strode forward and knelt down outside the pavilion in the courtyard.

"Tomorrow is a good day for my husband-in-law. I want to prepare another surprise for him." Xiao Zhuo said with a smile.

"Please give me the saint's instructions!" The man in black struck his chest with his right hand and said in a solemn voice.

……

The next day.

Maoshan.

A large round table that can seat ten people is placed from Yuanfu Palace to the entrance of the mountain staircase. Every table is filled with monks and famous disciples. At a glance, there must be at least six to seven hundred people. people.

In Yuanfu Palace, three tables were arranged in a triangle, one large and two small. They were also full of guests at the moment... Shi Jian was dressed in a black and white monk's robe, sitting at the bottom of the main table, listening to the guests who came with the team. The elders of the famous religion kept complimenting the old master, and they felt like a fire was beating in their hearts without any control.

So every minute and second sitting here became torture.

The pain is excruciating! ! !

The joys and sorrows between people are not the same. What made Shi Jian miserable, but made the old master elated, like a spring breeze, just like the words on his face, "If you can talk, talk more." A little bit.

In the current era of everyone pulling their hips, as the leader, having a top student among his disciples is indeed his medal of honor.

Qin Yao sat next to him like a puppet on strings. When he heard him mentioning himself, he smiled symbolically.

He knows better than anyone else that he is not actually the protagonist of this celebration prepared for him.

"Everyone..." After three drinks, the old master suddenly stood up, and his passionate voice spread throughout the palace and inside: "Listen to what I have to say."

As soon as he finished speaking.

The Maoshan disciples and many guests inside and outside the palace dropped their chopsticks one after another. The guests who were closer to the palace raised their eyes and looked into the palace, while the guests who were farther away from the palace were listening.

“A monk under my sect once asked me, isn’t it just a disciple who got admitted to Fengdu? It’s okay to celebrate at home, but if you spread the word and invite fellow Jianghu people to celebrate together, will it make people laugh?”

The old boss said angrily: "Today, the facts have proved that this decision is not ridiculous. If you don't mention other schools and other sects, just say that I, Maoshan, am the last one. The first time someone was admitted to Fengdu was five hundred years ago. Five hundred years ago, it can be said that it is such a proud thing, such a glorious thing, why can't it be. Spread the word?”

Listening to the old boss’s voice, which was like a beating drum, Shi Jian’s head was in a daze, and he seriously suspected that he was being targeted by the other party!

"I won't say any more nonsense. Let's just talk about the reward for this honor. I hope this can inspire other disciples of my Maoshan..." The old master smiled and clapped his hands, turned his eyes and said: "Qin Yao, stand up. "

Qin Yao stood up with some joy and expectation, staring directly at the old leader, constantly guessing what the reward would be.

Shi Jian's heart tightened suddenly, and he also stared at the old leader.

As for the reward, this old guy didn’t get angry with him beforehand.

So much so that there was no such link in his preparation process!

"As the leader of Wai Mao, I solemnly declare that Qin Yao will be the chief disciple among the eighty-eighth generation disciples of Maoshan, ranking first among all the eighty-eighth generation disciples. All eighty-eighth generation disciples, no matter what year they started, "No matter who the master is, in front of the chief disciple, you can only call him senior brother, not junior brother," the old master said loudly.

Qin Yao: "..."

Ginger is still as spicy as ever, and coquettishness is as old as you!

You dismissed me with just one account ban? ?

Shi Jian was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly felt palpitations.

As an observer, he sees things more clearly and further than Qin Yao, who is the party involved.

Today, the chief position was added, and the position ranked first among the eighty-eight generations. So if the old master wanted to choose a successor across generations, the chief disciple would naturally be the first in line to succeed.

In other words, even though it was just a title of chief, this title was as righteous as it gave Qin Yao the capital to compete for the position of leader.

What exactly does Chen Qingyan want to do?

Does he want Qin Yao to be the leader?

Thinking of this, Shi Jian's eyes flashed coldly, and he stood up suddenly: "Master, please think twice!"

The old master seemed to have guessed that he would stand up to stop him, and said calmly: "Elder Shi Jian Do you have any objections? "

"Disciple believes that this goes against the tradition of distinction between seniority and inferiority, and order of elders and younger ones," Shi Jian said with a straight face.

“Tradition?”

The old leader shook his head and said: “If we don’t break the tradition, sooner or later the Maoshan Sect will withdraw from the stage of history.

Compared with tradition, what we change is to consider inheritance!

There is a saying in Confucianism that is good, no matter how young or old you learn, the masters come first. We should also learn from them!

As for the difference between superiority and inferiority, I didn’t say that the eighty-eighth generation chief could be superior to the eighty-seventh generation, right? "

Shi Jian: "..."

I didn’t know how to object for a while.

But he can't accept this fact!

"Master, I think that even this is somewhat inappropriate." Taking a deep breath, Shi Jian said loudly: "This is unfair to other disciples!"

"Fair?" the old head said sternly: "How can there be absolute fairness in this world? In other words, absolute fairness itself represents unfairness! There can only be one person in a generation As a chief, if you are dissatisfied in this era, you can challenge the chief. As long as you can make greater contributions and defeat the opponent with dignity, you can replace him at any time."

Shi Jian. : "..."

Looking at the coldness and determination in the old leader's eyes, Shi Jian knew that this was no longer something he could stop.

"Okay."

Suddenly, a cheering voice sounded in the void outside the door, like a dragon roaring.

Everyone outside the hall looked up and saw a thin man with long flowing sleeves sitting on the back of a golden-winged roc, looking down with a smile.

"He is..." an exclamation sounded from the crowd.

"Sword Demon Chu Xiong." Someone stood up from the chair with a roar.

When the sword demon's name was called out, the crowd was in an uproar.

In Yuanfu Palace, the old master’s face changed slightly, he led everyone out of the palace, raised his head and asked: "Did Master Chu pass by Maoshan?"

Although there were disciples under his sect who were admitted. He won Fengdu, but he was not naive enough to think that this achievement would bring the Sword Demon to congratulate him!

"Passing by? How could such a coincidence happen." Sword Demon chuckled, and the clear voice immediately spread throughout Maoshan: "I have been ordered by the Saint of Black Mountain to celebrate Mr. Qin's appointment and send you Congratulations."

As soon as these words came out.

There was silence.

The eyes of countless people have focused on Qin Yao.

Qin Yao was stunned and his mind went blank.

Xiao Zhuo...

Are you playing such a big game?

"Qiang!"

While he was in a daze, a stream of light suddenly flew out from the sleeve of the sword demon, and with the sound of Qingyue's sword, it was deeply inserted in front of the Yuanfu Palace. It was a long jade-handled sword. Sword...

"Shangqing Jingzhen Jade Target Sword!!!" Behind the old leader, an elder couldn't help but rushed out and shouted.

In an instant, everyone who knew the origin of this sword was stunned.

Including the old leader who remained calm even after Mount Tai collapsed.

"The congratulatory gift has been delivered. Congratulations to Mr. Qin on joining Fengdu." The sword demon laughed and reached out to pat the golden-winged roc on the head. The divine bird immediately rose into the sky: "Farewell, farewell..."

Everyone watched the sword demon fly away, and there was silence for a long time.

"Qin Yao, this sword is a sacred object that has been lost for a long time in Maoshan." The old master said with a complicated expression.

"I understand, I understand. It should be returned to its original owner and returned to Maoshan." Qin Yao nodded and said, but suddenly thought of Xiao Zhuo stealing the Xuan Mizhu...
 Even Shushan couldn’t bear to see its own unique treasure. To Xiaozhuo, wouldn’t Maoshan be like a deserted place?

Grass.

Could it be that Xiao Zhuo stole this sword in the first place?

"I'm very pleased!" The old leader took a long breath and turned to look at all the senior leaders of Maoshan: "Did you all hear it? Is there anyone who still has objections to Qin Yao's title of chief?"

The senior executives were speechless and had different thoughts.

The old master pulled out the fairy sword that was deeply embedded in the ground with a wave of his hand. He paused for a moment and couldn't help but ask Qin Yao: "Qin Yao, what is your relationship with the Saint of Montenegro?"

Before he finished speaking, nearly a thousand people present looked at Qin Yao, with curiosity written on every face!

(End of this chapter)