Baiyun Gate, in the forbidden area.

Cheng Buzheng looked at Old Master Zhong with no expression at all.

At this moment, he felt more and more uneasy!

But it is about the fairy path!

At this moment, he cannot take a step back!

Now I can only wait for the ancestor's decision.

Less tilt.

Old Master Zhong, who was sitting upright on the seat, glanced at Cheng Buzheng lightly, and did not answer immediately, but asked:

"Have you reported to the Supervision Hall?"

"No!" Cheng Buzheng said with a serious look on his face:

"If the ancestor had not agreed, how dare I join in private!"

"Is that true?" The ancestor Zhong narrowed his eyes, looked at Cheng Buzheng with a smile, and said lightly:

"What if I don't agree!"

No, no!

The old scumbag will not want to cut off labor and capital!

After all, joining the Supervision Hall of Labor is also of great benefit to the sect!

The old scumbag Zhong is not that unwise!

Although Cheng Buzheng wanted to slap the old scumbag Zhong to death, he still said seriously:

"Disciple, I am a member of the sect in my life, and I am a ghost of the sect in my life!"

"Naturally follow the sect's arrangements."

"Okay!" Old Master Zhong glanced at Cheng Buzheng deeply and said:

"I have written down this sentence!"

"After this Golden Pill Banquet, you can go to the Supervision Hall to report!"

Obviously, he also understood the benefits of this to the sect and knew clearly how rare this opportunity was.

Ordinary sect monks don’t have this opportunity at all. That’s the opportunity that only top sect monks have. It shows how big the background of this kid’s friend has, how could he give up this god-given opportunity!

On the other side.

Cheng Buzheng was very happy when he heard this, but he did not show any joy, and said with gratitude:

"Thank you for your accomplishment!"

Old Master Zhong smiled and said:

"Okay, go down!"

"By the way!"

"You go to the head to take a look later. In recent years, there have been many good seedlings in the sect."

"yes!"

Immediately, Cheng Buzheng bowed and bowed with his fists, then turned around and walked out.

Old Master Zhong, sitting upright on the chair, looked at Cheng Buzheng's back as he left, and the smile on his face gradually calmed down.

His figure flashed and disappeared into the hall.

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Cheng Buzheng left the cave and shouted softly!

It’s really too depressing to get along with the Nascent Soul monk!

That is the oppression brought by high-dimensional life on low-dimensional life, which is very uncomfortable.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng stepped out in one step, soared into the air and flew towards Baiyun Palace.

At the head of the sect, at least it has to go through the motions!

After all, the old scumbag is the sect's Dinghai Shen Needle. Even if you say something casually, you must pass it on the surface.

After leaving Baiyun Palace, Cheng Buzheng started to wander around the sect.

Along the way, looking at the familiar Gongyu Palace, although it feels familiar, it feels like things change.

Nearly a hundred years in a hurry!

Many of the fellow disciples in the past were either old or turned into loess!

However, even fewer people are still alive and acquainted with each other.

A large part of them have left the sect and returned to their hometown to spend their old age, even fewer of them are in the sect.

Or, they are used to the sect, or they have no descendants at home...

This made them, these monks, not leave.

Cheng Buzheng sighed while walking.

"The way of immortality is not easy!"

Just then!

A gap flashed at the entrance and exit of Baiyun Gate.

A ray of inspiration rushed into the formation.

In the light of spirit, there were two figures, one old woman and one girl.

Looking at the girl's figure and appearance, she seemed to be about thirteen years old, and her pink face was filled with joy and joy.

"Grandmother, look at the mountain is so big!"

The girl in a white dress raised her jade arm and pointed to the Baiyun Peak in the distance, and said to the silver-haired old woman beside her.

Like a bird out of the cage, he kept chirping!

The old woman beside the girl, wearing the robe of the disciple of the Baiyun Sect, stretched out her wrinkled palms and stroked the little girl's head and said:

"Xiaoyu, that is the main peak of this sect, Baiyun Peak!"

"As the rumors, the ancestor of this sect was in seclusion in this forbidden area of ​​the peak! That's not something we can step on."

"Grandma, you underestimate people!"

The girl clenched her pink fists, and said unconvincedly:

"Yu'er has two spiritual roots, and she will definitely meet the ancestor in the future."

Hearing words.

The old woman, who was comforting, showed a kind smile on her face and said:

"Well! Grandma believes in you!"

"Let's go to Xianquan Peak and Xianfan Palace to register and create a book for you! Only in this way can you become a sect cultivator."

The girl looked at the transparent light curtain with novelty, and said:

"Grandma, have you arrived?"

"Which is Xianquan Peak!"

While speaking, it seemed that he was eager to become a sect monk, which shows that the old woman has done a lot of kung fu in her daily life.

"Here!" The old woman pointed at the spiritual mountain below, her eyes filled with nostalgia, and said:

"It's coming soon!"

"Look at that one is."

The girl looked in the direction of the old woman's finger and saw a handsome monk wandering around!

Cheng Buzheng, who was wandering around, had noticed the inspiration long ago and didn't care.

The inspiration dissipates!

An old woman and a girl were revealed.

"Grandmother, that little brother is so handsome!"

The girl looked at Cheng Buzheng walking casually and whispered to the old woman beside her.

The appearance of this immortal is exactly in line with the image of the immortal who killed demons and eliminated demons in her heart.

The old woman's face turned solemn, no longer as kind as before, and said sternly:

"Yu'er, have you forgotten what I taught you to be cautious about your words and actions?"
To be continued...