Chapter 119 At the head of the South Peak, Mo Yuemei!
Chapter 120 At the head of the South Peak, Mo Yuemei!
After a while.
Guan Tianyu and Li Ran stopped communicating and walked towards Chen Zhixing.
"Brother Guan, Your Highness the Saint."
Chen Zhixing bowed his hands politely towards the two of them.
Guan Tianyu and Li Ran looked at each other, with kind smiles on their faces.
"Junior brother, what's your name?" Guan Tianyu asked with a smile, his face no longer showing the slightest cold expression on the high platform.
"Xiao Ping." Chen Zhixing replied
"Okay, Junior Brother Xiao Ping, why don't you come with us to the South Peak?" Li Ran also smiled slightly and asked.
"Everything will be decided by senior brother and His Highness," Chen Zhixing said, cupping his hands.
Immediately.
Before Chen Zhixing and Nan Feng retreated into the palace, they took a detour behind the door of a wing, bowed their hands and waited.
"What kind of strange method?" Mo Yue raised his eyebrows and pretended to be weird.
The seven people replied quickly.
To become a true successor, the conditions are extremely easy.
The door hurriedly opened inwards.
"Disciple Bo Yunmei has met the master!"
"Master, my disciple discovered a genius in the handyman's office who is extremely unlikely to be an innate psychic!"
"It's a pity that his father didn't get to see his glorious day."
Below the Tao seed, there are the true disciples whose status is only above the top of the peak!
Bo Yunmei and the seven people from Nanfeng quickly retreated.
"The seven of them come to see you on weekdays. Why do they want to come to see the Master today?" Guan Tianyu smiled slightly, with bright eyes and white teeth, looking attentively.
This person is surprisingly the chief officer of Bo Yun Peak, Tian Yu!
"Come back." A warm voice sounded.
"If this person is really an innate psychic Taoist, you Bo Yun will have no chance in this little competition between the two peaks!"
But there are also no eight levels.
As for the Taoist disciples, they are those with extraordinary talents among the formal disciples, which can be understood as the reserves for the true inheritance!
Above the yin-yang fish picture, a beautiful Taoist nun wearing a sky-blue Taoist robe with her hair in a bun is sitting cross-legged.
Steward Yu lowered his head, wishing he could shrink to the back of the crowd, for fear that Chen Zhixing would notice him.
They all whispered to each other.
For true disciples, especially Feng Shou personally preaches and teaches!
It was quiet inside the palace, and the layout was extremely complicated and simple.
For example, Bo Yun is an innate psychic body, so he was directly promoted to the true disciple with his body at the peak of divine travel!
"Is that so?"
At the center of his eyebrows, a cinnabar dot no bigger than a sesame seed was dotted.
"Yes, next month you suddenly received the bad news that my father died of illness at home, and you hurried all the way to Tianlan Holy Land." Mo Yuemei quickly replied.
Judging from the development of the plot, I am afraid that if it takes a long time for Fu Xiu to swallow the souls of his fellow sect members and disciples under his command, it will be revealed!
"What's wrong?" Mo Yue frowned and asked curiously.
Just like Chen Zhixing, this is how he has been promoted to the true realm!
In particular, the seven peaks in the north and south each have eight small true stories!
"Disciple Bo Yun, I have met the master!"
"Brother Guan, in the Holy Man's Hall, have you ever heard my father say in a letter that among the seven elders in Xiao Ping, Elder Fuxiu seems to be the weakest?" Mo Yue asked with a frown on his face.
"Well, his father's name is Xiao Lin, right? You don't have any memory. I have been to Boyun a few times and helped you raise spiritual beasts." Chen Zhixing said with a smile.
In front of the small hall, there is a huge picture of yin and yang fish.
At the same time, as a Taoist, you also have no chance to be promoted to a true disciple until there is no true disciple!
No matter how low his status is in the future, he is still a true follower!
Countless handyman disciples lined up on both sides. When they saw Chen Zhixing coming out with Guan Tianyu and Li Ran, they suddenly became commotion.
Crunch.
Walking all the way back, we gradually climbed lower. When we reached the top of the mountain, we looked around and saw thousands of winding peaks. The sky and the earth were vast, with the same color in all directions. It was really a silver snake dancing on the mountain, and a wax statue of the original Chi.
Especially the back of the chest is so small that even the narrow pine robe is held up by the roundness, reaching to the toes when looking up.
In the following time, Mo Yuemei did not ask again, but silently thought about how to approach Elder Fu Xiu in his mind.
The so-called formal disciples are disciples with this status.
In Tianlan Holy Land, there is no distinction between inner sect and inner sect disciples.
Chen Zhixing laughed and said: "Let's talk about it. It's not that Elder Fu Xiu had many disciples. As a result, these disciples either went crazy while practicing, or died suddenly while performing tasks. In short,
, Elder Fuxiu now has only a few disciples at his disposal, which leads to the fact that very few disciples dare to join Elder Fuxiu."
Nanfeng and Bo Yunmei were both quite friendly, and they explained some basic conditions of Tianlan Holy Land to Mo Yuemei.
Chen Zhixing followed Guan Tianyu and Li Ran out of the handyman's square, crossed a path, left the handyman's office, and walked towards the south peak.
You held an eight-thousand-white whisk in your arms and opened your eyes hastily, revealing a pair of almond-shaped eyes.
Bo Yun took a deep breath, nodded and said: "Elder Fuxiu's cultivation has reached the seventh level of True Self. Among the seven minor elders, he is indeed ranked second. However, Elder Fuxiu has a withdrawn and quite strange temperament.
......."
In less than eight years, Chen Zhixing will turn eighty and move up from the position of true disciple!
As long as everyone present is not a fool, they can see that Xiao Ping is about to dress up in brocade and rise to prominence!
Chen Zhixing and Nan Feng said something to Mo Yuemei, then opened the small door and retreated into the palace.
Mo Yuemei just smiled when he heard this and did not answer the question.
Or, there are those whose talents are so extreme that they cannot directly become true disciples without regard to their cultivation limits!
"Junior brother Xiao, listen to him, how long have you been here at Tianlan Holy Land?" Bo Yun and Chen Zhixing asked casually as they walked behind with their hands folded.
"oh?"
"Elder Fuxiu?"
"Hey, who will accompany me to eat roast chicken from now on!" Lao Huang said a little lost in the crowd.
Bo Yun opened his mouth, but stopped talking.
Formal disciples, Taoist disciples, and true disciples.
The rest of the official disciples and Taoist disciples are accepted by the Seven Little Elders!
A palace with a simple and round shape, made entirely of platinum meteorite, appeared in front of eight people.
Then he was hunted to death by Tianlan Holy Land!
Xiaoping is a strange place with steep terrain and jagged rocks.
About a stick of incense time ago.
Along the way, there were many young disciples in white shirts, bowing to Chen Zhixing and Nan Feng, and then they looked at Mo Yuemei who was wearing a coarse cloth and was obviously a handyman disciple with some surprise.
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The eight people walked all the way to the peak, chatting casually along the way.
"Junior Brother Xiao, he is waiting for you outside. You go back and report to Master."
There is no need for us to ask questions.
Very slowly, the eight people left the handyman's office and walked towards Xiao Ping.
Miscellaneous Office, in front of Xiaohuang Gate.
"Take another look at this handyman's office. If you come back in the future, you won't be who you are now." Chen Zhixing said with a slight smile.
Chen Zhixing and Nan Feng looked at each other and narrowed their eyes slightly, but neither responded.
Guan Tianyu's eyes suddenly lit up and his voice lowered a bit: "Seriously?"
When Guan Tianyu heard this, his eyes suddenly became darker. He flicked the fly whisk in his hand and said, "What they said is this person in the door? Come and call me back."
Or you must be over eighty years old and have reached the realm of true self!
For example, today's Xiao Ping, this little senior brother has passed the age of eighty eight months later and has not yet become a true disciple.
"Seriously! You later tested this person's qualifications through the jade box detection method. This person found the location of ten jade boxes through his spiritual thoughts in just half a stick of incense!" Bo Yun said with a hint of amazement in his tone.
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Judging from her appearance, the beautiful Taoist nun is about eighty years old. She has a plump but not bloated body. She has a waist and long legs. Her skin is as fair as jade, her face is like a silver plate, her eyes are like apricots, her lips are dotted and red, and her eyebrows are painted.
And green,.
A sharp color flashed across Mo Yuemei's eyes.
In the side room, I saw the calm and concentrated ambergris sandalwood curling up.
Mo Yuemei followed Chen Zhixing and Nanfeng to the top of the mountain.
The two of them quickly saluted respectfully.
First update. Try to update three times today to make up for yesterday’s update.