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Chapter 62 The middle way collapsed before the first emperor started his business!

"Senior brother, today there will be a disciple who comes to worship me on top of my Zhuo Peak."

Li An said with a smile to Li Ruoyu who was sitting cross-legged in the Nine Layers Palace.

More than twenty years have passed since the Zhuofeng inheritance was launched. After realizing the way of nature, this senior brother seemed to be truly enlightened.

He is moving forward firmly and steadily towards the road ahead, and after being cleansed by Li An's emperor's blood, his strength changes day by day.

"disciple?"

Li Ruoyu was a little confused.

This was the first time he heard anything about disciples from this junior brother. In the past, he didn't care at all.

Is it a direct descendant of any ancient family, or a peerless genius who is rare in ten thousand years, who came to Zhuofeng to become a disciple?

How could he be so valued by his junior brother?

"Yes, he is a little guy with amazing bones."

Li An smiled.

"Oh, junior brother, are you planning to take on a disciple?"

Li Ruoyu said.

Taking on a disciple?

Li An smiled and said nothing.

Haha, he just wanted to take good care of little Ye Zi.

"For some reasons, it is inconvenient for me to come forward and accept this disciple as my disciple.

At that time, please trouble me, senior brother, to introduce him to the door."

"Since junior brother said so, then it's okay to be a brother."

It was just a trivial matter, so Li Ruoyu naturally would not refuse and nodded in agreement without any hesitation.

Now he has already guessed that the strength of his junior brother, who has disappeared for hundreds of years, may have reached an extremely unpredictable level.

Perhaps...junior brother figured something out when he was in seclusion, so he made such an arrangement?

Li Ruoyu thought so.

After all, Li Ruoyu didn't understand the world of the strong.

From the beginning to the end, he was just a stupid person, and now he was just barely able to kill the mighty one with one hand.



"This is Zhuofeng..."

Ye Fan followed the flow of people to the top of Zhuofeng, and when he saw it, Ye Fan was shocked for a moment.

He did not expect that this peak, which looked simple and unpretentious from the outside and was the lowest and least conspicuous among the 108 main peaks, actually had another cave on top of it.

Neatly arranged vigorous ancient trees soared into the sky, and countless lush spiritual grasses swayed in the wind.

The palaces are scattered and spread out in a ring. In the center surrounded by the palaces, there is a magnificent nine-layered palace high on the top of the mountain, which is extremely dazzling.

The great sect atmosphere of Taixuanmen can be seen clearly.

For some reason, when Ye Fan looked up and saw the nine-layered palace sitting on the top of the mountain, his eyes were in a trance.

In a daze, he actually seemed to see a Godless being, sitting cross-legged in the nine-layered palace palace, seeming to be nodding and smiling at him.

Ye Fan suddenly woke up, and when he took a closer look, the nine-layered palace, apart from its original splendid atmosphere, had no other abnormalities, as if everything before was just an illusion.

"There cannot be a real emperor... Otherwise, Taixuan Sect may have turned into a supreme holy religion... Everything before was probably just my illusion..."

Ye Fan calmed down.

However, even if there is no real great emperor, there is probably a truly great man on top of this Clumsy Peak and in the Nine Palaces.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain the origin of the previous hallucinations.

"There is such a big man sitting on this clumsy peak. Waiting for me to worship inside, what can that person named Han do to me?"

Thinking of this, Ye Fan was extremely excited.

Silently, a figure appeared in front of everyone.

This is an old man with an ordinary appearance, wearing coarse linen clothes, and without any aura fluctuations in his body.

He looks like an ordinary old man with nothing special about him.

However, the moment they saw the old man, almost everyone saluted respectfully: "I have met the Master of Zhuofeng."

Ye Fan, who was belatedly aware of this, slowed down a moment and bowed accordingly, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

"How could an old man who looks so ordinary be the master of this Clumsy Peak? It's true that a person cannot be judged by his appearance, and the sea cannot be measured."

While saluting, he observed secretly, feeling that the aura of the old man in front of him seemed to be in harmony with the heaven and earth above the clumsy peak, as if they were one integrated body.

If you don't see it with the naked eye and just rely on breath perception, you may not be able to detect the existence of this old man at all.

"The Tao is natural. This old man's Tao is probably very simple."

Ye Fan guessed in his mind.

"Since you have passed the entrance test of my Taixuan Sect and chosen my Zhuofeng, from today on, you are my disciples of Zhuofeng."

Li Ruoyu looked at the people in front of him and said slowly: "I know why you are here. My Zhuofeng lineage has never hidden clumsiness, but I will never give away the supreme secret method to others at will. All secret methods are predestined methods.

, only those who are destined can get it.

If you practice on my humble peak, you will be able to learn the nine secrets if it is caused by fate."

"I would like to listen to Bishop Feng's teachings."

All the disciples responded respectfully.

Everyone followed Li Ruoyu to the front of the Jiuchong Palace to perform the apprenticeship ceremony and pay homage to their ancestors.

After doing all this, you can truly become a disciple above Zhuofeng.

Ye Fan was at the back of the crowd, pretending to worship.

After everything was over, everyone left one after another. Just as Ye Fan was leaving, he suddenly heard a crisp sound of the piano.

The tinkling sound of the piano was like the sound of a stream, so clear and sweet that Ye Fan subconsciously stopped and followed the sound.

In the nine-layered palace, a young man with picturesque features was seen kneeling and playing the harp. The clear and moving sound of the harp came from there.

The young man had a delicate appearance and a thin figure, but his face showed unparalleled satisfaction and happiness.

It seems that just playing the piano is the happiest thing in the world.

Opposite the young man playing the piano, a young man in black sat quietly drinking tea with a rather contented expression.

Seemingly aware of Ye Fan's gaze, the young man in black looked up and smiled at Ye Fan.

he is……

Ye Fan's pupils shrank, his eyes a little unbelievable.

"This person's name is Li Daoqing, and he is my junior brother."

While Ye Fan was still cursing in his heart, he suddenly heard a familiar old voice ringing in his ears.

He looked up and saw that old man Li Ruoyu had appeared beside him at some point. He looked at Ye Fan calmly and said, "Young man, you have a special aura about you."

"Peak Master, what do you mean?"

Ye Fan withdrew his gaze from the young man and was startled. He turned to look at the old man. He felt that he had no secrets in the eyes of the old man. He could penetrate into his sea of ​​suffering and see the bronze block and the page.

Golden Book.

He took a step back, a little nervous.

The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade.

In this cruel world of cultivation, Ye Fan has already understood this truth.

Previously, because he was suspected of possessing a valuable treasure, even the ancient family had sent knights to hunt him down.

And if it is really confirmed, then I am afraid not many people will be able to resist this temptation.

"Don't be nervous, it's just that I can feel that you are extraordinary."

Li Ruoyu said.

Hearing Li Ruoyu's words, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was not exposed.

But the next sentence almost made Ye Fan petrified.

"You came to worship at Zhuo Peak because of the Nine Secrets on my Zhuo Peak."

Old man Li Ruoyu said slowly.

"I……"

Ye Fan's originally relieved breath suddenly rose in his throat.

This horse-riding guy...

The late emperor's business was half-finished when he died in the middle!


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