Leng Qingshuang's mouth twitched sharply, her beautiful eyes widened, and she glared angrily at the noisy Yan Nanji.
On the side, Xiao Li's amber eyes looked deeply at Chu Yue's figure!
Ye Xun'er, who was lying on the ground, was being bent over and hugged by Chen Qinghe, and was put back into the wheelchair.
The disgraced Ye Xun'er raised his head and stared in disbelief at the warrior spirit whistling between heaven and earth, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.
"Samurai realm...how could..."
Ye Xun'er's red lips trembled violently.
Behind the wheelchair, Chen Qinghe also had a look of surprise on his face, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and he couldn't figure out how Ye Chuyue broke through to the warrior realm in a short period of time.
But no matter how hard it was to accept, Ye Chuyue did it.
Mu Sheng's arrogance was like shooting himself in the foot. Instead of extinguishing Ye Chuyue's arrogance, he still had to copy Buddhist scriptures every day.
"boom!"
The ice grass in Mu Sheng's hand was crushed to pieces by her.
She sat motionless, her face expressionless, but her eyes were bloodshot, and her whole body was full of ferocity. Looking from a distance, she looked a bit ferocious like a green face and fangs.
Chu Yue sat leisurely, placing her jade hands lightly on her bent knees, looking lazily at Mu Sheng who was furious, and said loudly: "Disciples are away from home, and they don't dare to delay their cultivation at all times. As a Shenxuan,
A disciple of Zhanxing will not dare to forget the heavy responsibility on his shoulders for a day."
After saying that, Chu Yue turned to look at the dull disciple, "Junior brother, do I break the rules and etiquette? Do I still need to kneel three times and bow nine times?"
The disciple's Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed hard, looked at Chu Yue with his eyes open for a long time, and replied incoherently: "No...no...no need..."
Chu Yue raised the corner of her lips, her eyes fell on Mu Sheng's hand, and said casually: "It's just that when the disciples were worshiping, Priest Mu smashed the holy ice grass and passed it on.
If we go out, how will the world's martial arts view our Shenxuan Academy? And how can our Shenxuan disciples hold their heads high in front of other disciples?"
Mu Sheng was startled and looked down at his empty hands.
"Ye Chuyue, I..."
"However, I believe that a good person like Master Mu did not do it intentionally. In the future, before copying Buddhist scriptures in the Chaoyang Hall, he can kneel three times and bow nine times in the direction of the martial arts summit. This world's warriors will not blame him.
Worship the priest."
Chu Yue sighed: "Priest Mu's behavior of knowing his mistakes and correcting them moved the disciples deeply. This move should be recorded in the annals of history."
"Bang——"
Mu Sheng waved his sleeves and knocked over the sandalwood table in front of him. He stood up angrily and pointed at Chu Yue angrily.
Chu Yue smiled brightly, changed her posture and sat lazily, tilting her head to look at Mu Sheng. The strand of broken hair falling in front of her forehead showed a bit of evil aura.
"The ancestors of the Tianfu royal family sacrificed their lives for righteousness, made great achievements, and fought for the world, even if they were not afraid of being broken into pieces."
Chu Yue said slowly: "If our ancestors knew that the priest Mu copied Buddhist scriptures every morning and knelt three times and bowed nine times, they would be very happy."
Mu Sheng couldn't take off this hat even if he wanted to.
Since he had borrowed the title of Guangguan from the Tianfu royal family and resumed his position, Chu Yue used the Tianfu royal family to suppress Mu Sheng everywhere.
Mu Sheng looked at the calm girl, and then at Ye Xun'er in the wheelchair. For some reason, he felt severe pain and suffocation in his chest.
Mu Sheng forced down his anger and said in a trembling voice: "I would like to pray and worship for the ancestors of the palace, so I won't bother Xiao Chu to worry about it. I didn't expect that Xiao Chu was already in the warrior realm. It seems that he spent the days traveling with the Emperor.
Here, we have gained a lot.”
Chu Yue touched her nose lightly with her fingertips.
Mu Sheng was in a dilemma, so he didn't forget to smear her.
He tried to attribute her breakthrough to the warrior realm to Ye Mohan, saying that she accomplished nothing and only relied on men.
Speaking of men, Chu Yue missed the bunch of candied haws in Xiaoyao City and couldn't help but rub her hungry belly.
Seeing Chu Yue's silence, Mu Sheng thought Chu Yue was embarrassed, so she sneered.
At this time, a dozen guards came from outside Chaoyang Hall and headed straight for Song Qingshan.
"What happened?" Song Qingshan asked.
"President Song, it's like this. Dongban Guiyue Palace, Xiaoyao City's main palace, Xiaoyao City's Lin family, Fengwu City's main palace, and the palace of General Mu, the first-class general of the Imperial Army Division, all sent to Shenxuan College.
A congratulatory gift." The leader of the guard said respectfully.
Everyone turned to look and saw that a dazzling array of congratulatory gifts were placed all over the floor, all with the family emblems of each family printed on them. They looked like they should be rare and good gifts.