MTL - Ascending, Do Not Disturb-~ 104. Standing wrong

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"Master, what do you want." He laughed. "Zhu Zong is already the peak of the Shuguangzong. If he turns to our door, the whole comprehension community does not know what to do."

I forgot to hear this and laughed, and stuffed the good things that I had collected during this time: "Let you laugh at the teacher." Even if Zhongkai really wants to join them, Yunhuamen does not. Dare to accept him easily. If you want to practice genius like Zhongzheng, only Shuguang Zong is suitable for him. Yunhuamen is the best choice to make good friends with him.

"Master, have you gone to the Qingyuan Master?" I found a few bottles of medicinal herbs, which are rare good things. The entire sect, except for Qingyuan Shishu and Shujiu Shuzu, no one can refine it. . Although Master is a little sloppy on weekdays, but in front of the elders, it is still very regular, so these things can only come from the Qingyuan Shishu.

"Well, these medicinal herbs are good things that have no side effects on the body. If you need to repair these things now, how can you not grab more?" Forgetting to be unhappy, "He also robbed me a few days ago. I have not been able to suffer from such a thing.

箜篌: "..."

Master Shi Shu, this is the day when the mountain is too boring, do you find something for yourself?

In a courtyard in the west, Jiufengmen lived here. Ling Yue from the Hefeng main step out of the courtyard, his face is not better. The other three younger brothers and sisters knew that Lingyue was in a bad mood and did not dare to provoke her. They were all disciplined and took the sword outside the yard.

It didn't take long for a pro-disciple of Yunhuamen to talk about the feast at night, and they all agreed. They have long heard that the food in Yucheng is a must, even if it is not too heavy, can not help but give birth to a few expectations.

Not long after, they saw the peaks come back, but they didn't know what was going on, and they looked a little depressed. However, seeing the face of Zhihe Fengzhu, the suffocation on Lingyue's face was reduced by a large part. When he saw the uncle, he knew that the marriage had not been discussed.

"Mingyue." Zhihe’s eyebrows are all happy Lingyue. "Do you know that Zong Zongzhen is Zhongzheng?"

"What?" Lingyue could hardly believe his ears. His face was so calm that he could hardly conceal his horror. "Zhu Zong is Zhongzheng real person?"

The name of Zhongzheng real person, the whole cultivation of the real world is unknown, no one does not know, he is even the incarnation of the sword, such a man, how can he look and feel in front of the little girl, even with her holding hands and shoulders?

Lingyue once saw a silhouette of Zhongzheng real person. One hundred years ago, she pursued a cult that killed the innocent woman. As a result, she just chased a valley mouth and saw a white man descending from the sky. If you can't, you will be beaten by Zhongzheng.

She has never seen such a cold man, the whole person is like a dummy carved out of ice, so powerful that there is no slightest popularity. It’s just a side that makes people feel chilly.

It is because I have seen Zhongzheng lively once, and Lingyue is completely unable to accept that he is with such a man. It is even more difficult to imagine that ice sculpture will become a living man.

"Yes, Zhai Zongzhen himself admits that Mou Zong is only his vulgar name. His practice name is Zhongkai." Thinking of being outside the gate of Yunhuamen, Zhongzheng lived and he was not suitable for Lingyue. I feel a little embarrassed. He looked up and saw the teacher's look a little weird. She worried that because she had a bad mood and influenced her heart, she persuaded: "Zhong Hao's real character is so isolated, you don't have to take this matter to heart."

"Uncle Shi, I think about another thing." Ling Yue slowly shook his head. "The girl in Yunhuamen is really a great woman."

Zhihe nodded: "Yeah, young people are already in the heart of the period, and the future is boundless."

Lingyue looked up and looked at the eyes and did not speak.

Actually... she didn't want to say this.

It can make a sword become like a person, which is not something that ordinary people can do. What kind of marriage is it, see when these two people become a Taoist, and then let a bunch of people stunned chin, but it is more interesting than her marriage.

Outside the Dongfu of Chengyi, Tanfeng slabs are sitting in a cross-legged posture, and have been replaced with one-handed squats. Looking at the rolling clouds between the mountainsides, his four fingers keep playing his face, and he does not know the younger sister. Come back no.

"Two brothers." In the clouds, the girl in the powder coat descended from the sky and was very prepared to pounce on him. "I am back. Have you thought about me?"

Tanfeng was so coughed by the dust that flew up, and fanned his nose with his hand: "Take it for growth, and the strength of the foot grows."

He smiled. "I am not eager to see you." After that, she took out a flying sword from the storage ring. "This is the flying sword that Zhongkai’s real person refining and handing it to you."

"The younger sisters have made a living, and even the real people of Zhongzheng have made up." Tanfeng has been staying outside the Dongfu Gate. He still doesn't know that he brought the Zhenzong real person back to the Zongmen, and the Zongzong real person is the real person of Zhongkai. thing.

Tan Feng was very interested in all kinds of swords. At the beginning, he won the water frost sword sent by the elders of autumn frost, and let Tan Feng envy for a long time. I didn't expect Yan Shimei to remember this thing. I got a flying sword from Zhongzheng real person and gave it to him.

This sword is unexpectedly gorgeous, with a lot of graffiti on it. It is a top-quality artifact. Being able to refine such a sword is definitely a master of refining, but from the shape of the sword, how to look at it is not like the handwriting of Zhongzheng.

Tanfeng hesitated and looked at the sword: "This is a rare good sword, but the sister, are you bought from other people, or from the real person?" He is afraid that someone deliberately takes the product. A good instrument to swindle the younger sister, said that it is the real thing of Zhongzheng refining, but who the producer is, only God knows.

There are many people who can make such money in the realm of cultivation. He is afraid that the younger sister will suffer.

"Of course, he specially made it for you." He said, "I told him what kind of sword you like, he accompanied me to refine it, then let me go back to the sect, put the sword. I will give it to you."

"What do you mean by saying that this is what Zhongzheng really made for me?" Tanfeng took the sword and looked over for a while before he recovered from the ecstasy. "Sister, when you go out to practice, is it not?" I learned the martial arts with the sorcerer? The sword repair like Zhongzheng real person, for such patience, refining such a fancy and gorgeous sword to me?"

"What?" He snorted. "Which sword is the sword, he is good, his temper is good, where is it bad?"

"Grandma, don't be angry, don't be angry, I don't think I can believe this is true." Tan Feng was busy taking a storage bag out of the storage ring. "This is my month, deliberately Eat and use, buy the latest sets of flying fairy skirts for you, as well as hanging tassels and stepping. Look at their faces, you should not be familiar with me."

"Hey." He took the storage bag and raised his chin. "You will be more surprised when the brothers leave the customs."

After that, she flew into the clouds with her storage ring.

Looking at the back of Xiao Shimei's departure, Tan Feng touched the sword in his hand and chuckled. Although I have been out for half a year, I am fortunate that my sister is still the same temperament.

that's nice.

The second day was not fully lit. At the mountainside of Qiyuefeng, a certain stone door made a dull sound and slowly opened. The neat and tidy of the dress is slowly coming out of Dongfu. He glanced at the morning sun on the east side of the sky and exhaled a long breath.

After the promotion to the Yuan Ying period, and then look at the world, there are different sentiments. Look at the master, the younger brother, and the sister-in-law who walked toward themselves, and Cheng Yi’s face smiled.

No matter how different the perceptions of the world are, only these three people will see his eyes remain the same.

On the second morning of Cheng Yi’s exit, the red morning light illumined the highest green tree on the hill, and the drum sounded in the sect.

Yunhuamen celebrated his disciples with drums and sent his voice to his disciples. When the first drum sounded, the disciples of Yunhuamen stopped their movements, and the respectful Li Yangtang behind the main hall was deeply worshipped.

"Uncle Shi, today is the infantry ceremony of Cheng Yi's brother. Why do we want to salute the position where Li Yangtang is?" The newly-introduced disciples know how to teach them to practice, and wait for the twelve drums to stop. Later, only disciples dared to ask this question.

"We can get these today because the predecessors have created a beautiful road for us to practice." Yanwutang said, "Li Yangtang, with all the elders' cards that have passed away, and the elders that have already soared. If you are grateful, you can go further. Now you are my Yunhuamen disciple, and you can't forget these."

"Yes." Some disciples thought deeply and went to Liyangtang for a ceremony. There are also a small number of people who disagree, but they have not made a half-disregarded expression.

The management has taken all of this into account, but it has not repeatedly emphasized this matter.

Some things are stressful and willing to be useless. The future is good or bad, and they all look at the creation of these disciples.

With the fascinating faces of the major sects, Cheng Yi’s ceremonial ceremonies are much more lively than expected. Even Cheng Yi himself did not expect that there would be so many predecessors in the real world to congratulate him.

Especially when I heard that the Zhongzheng real person of Shuguangzong also came, he almost couldn’t hold back and looked around in the ceremony.

Standing in the middle of the pro-disciples, he looked at the robes of the brilliance of the masters, and the smile on his face could not be covered. Ling Hui, standing next to her, sneaked into her arm: "Hey, sister, I heard that you cheated the Zhongzheng of Suiguangzong to the mountain?"

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Is it inappropriate to use this word?

The dinner the night before was the lord's hospitality to the guests of the major gates. Because there were too many guests, the disciples of their own Zongmen were not able to sit on the seats, and they did not know whether Zhongzheng was really nine feet tall. Her eyes looked around and she didn't see which man was exceptionally tall.

"Twilight is here."

Hearing the disciples outside the door, Ling Hui quickly picked up his feet and looked out the door.

Oh, my nine-foot-tall male repaired her, but she didn’t see it, but she was handsome and handsome. The hand she hides in her sleeves sneaked and snarled, using the sounding technique: [Sister, there are beautiful people! 】

The beautiful man turned his head and looked over in the direction they were in, then slowly, slowly, showing a nice smile.

[A good-looking man is really terrible to laugh. Sister, hurry, the good-looking man takes a look at it. 】

He turned his head and looked at Linghui. At the moment, Linghui’s sister, the face is still dignified and elegant, and she could not see her inner excitement.

[Sister, he is Zhongzheng real person. 】

Ling Hui turned his head and groaned.

He nodded silently to her, making sure she didn't lie.

Linghui: ...

Who is it outside, and that Zhong Zhong’s real life is rude and looks horrible? To say this, it must be a man. Because only men, will look at the appearance of another man.

Oh, my heart is ugly.

Miao Zong crossed the layers of his eyes and walked directly in the direction of Ling Hui and Yan. Linghui silently stepped back two steps. The man who looks too good looks far and good, and there will be psychological pressure in the near future.

"Oh." Yan Zong walked to the side of the squat and stood up and smiled at her.

Standing around the Yunhuamen pro-disciples, watching Zhongzheng real people seem to have rooted here: "..."

“Zhong Yuzhen is a real person,” Ling Hui’s euphemism reminded, “The guest is there.”

You are standing in the wrong place.