"Brother, how long do we have until we reach Piaomiao Peak?"
Among the rolling mountains, a group of eight people were walking through the snow.
Although it is winter now, this mountain range is already covered with snow.
These eight people were all dressed in simple robes, with only a cloak wrapped around them. They didn't even have cotton-padded clothes, as if they were not afraid of the cold at all.
The leader was a tall, fair man with a goatee.
He was full of heroism, holding a sword on his back and walking at the front.
The one who spoke was a girl, one of the only two girls among the eight. She looked a few years older than the other. She had pretty features and was pretty. She frowned and was asking the leader.
people.
Behind this woman, there were six people, five men and one woman. The girl was lively and cute, with two pigtails. She looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she was a cute loli. She had a pair of big black eyes.
, full of spirituality, and once in a while, it seems like you have thousands of ideas.
The remaining five people were of different shapes, but they were undoubtedly carrying swords and following behind the goatee man.
"We should climb two more mountains and we'll be there."
The leader said, "This heavy snow is so vast. If I hadn't been to Piaomiao Peak once before, I really wouldn't know where to go."
"Master, my disciple is thirsty..."
The youngest female disciple wiped her mouth and said.
"Junior sister, drink water."
A disciple who looked to be in his thirties and had a simple face took out a water bag from his arms and handed it to the junior sister.
"Thank you, senior brother."
The little junior sister smiled as brightly as a flower blooming.
The senior brother touched the back of his head and chuckled twice.
"Weilong, you shouldn't be so spoiled by Ya'er."
Goatee seemed to be their master. He touched his beard and reprimanded, "As a practitioner, absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth is the right way. If you can't bear this hunger and thirst, how can you insist on walking on this path of ascetic cultivation?
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"What Master teaches is..."
The senior brother quickly bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
"Ya'er is still young."
Goatee's sister quickly advised, "If you don't cultivate enough, you will naturally become thirsty."
"Master, I'm really thirsty... I've been enduring it for a long time..."
The junior sister also wiped her moist mouth and returned the water bag to the senior brother, "Thank you, senior brother."
"Hey, if you don't know how to make progress, when will our Golden Immortal Sect rise up?"
Goatee couldn't help but shake his head.
"Brother, you are always thinking about the restoration of the sect all day long. I am afraid that one day, your cultivation will be difficult to improve."
My sister couldn't help but said.
"So what should we do?"
Goatee glanced at his sister helplessly, "You are not a master, so you don't know the difficulties of being a master. As the master of the Jinxian Sect, I have been thinking hard every day and night since inheriting the mantle, and I am heartbroken for the development of the sect.
Brains. You guys still hope to strive for more. Feng Lan, you are the third child, and your talent is the best. As a teacher, I hope you can make more progress. I am afraid that the restoration of the sect cannot be realized as a teacher.
, I only have to rely on you. And Weilong, as a senior brother, although you are not very talented, you have the responsibility to educate your junior brothers and sisters."
"I understand, Master."
"Master, don't worry."
The first senior brother and the third senior brother responded at the same time.
"Master, it's not an option for you to be so afraid."
A short man standing next to the senior brother said, "Isn't Piaomiao Peak a widely accepted sect? Why does the master..."
"Stop talking."
The goatee scolded and looked at the short man sternly, "Wang Lei, you are the second child, and you also have the responsibility to educate the junior brothers and sisters. I don't want to hear such words from your mouth again."
"Yes, Master, I understand my mistake."
The short man lowered his head and said nothing.
"Okay, okay, let's set off quickly. If we stay for a while, it will get dark."
The younger sister was worried that her brother would lose his temper, so she quickly changed the topic.
"That's right, let's continue on our way."
"Little junior sister, your cultivation is the worst. If you are tired, senior brother can carry you."
Senior brother Li Weilong looked at the cute little junior sister and said.
"I don't want it! Senior brother is so stupid, what will I do if I fall?"
Junior sister Meiya rolled her eyes, shook her pigtails and said, "If you want to carry it, I also want Third Senior Brother to carry it."
"Hehe, hehe... that's true..."
Li Weilong felt a little embarrassed, touched the back of his head and said.
"Grow your own legs and walk by yourself."
Who would have thought that the third senior brother Qiu Fenglan would just say something coldly and follow behind the master, ignoring the coquettish little junior sister Meiya.
Junior sister Meiya pouted her lips, muttered something unknown, and had no choice but to follow the master.
"You deserve to be poked."
The fourth junior brother next to the junior sister, He Zhenyu, is not very young. He has just started the sect. He always receives care from his senior brother on weekdays and has the best relationship with him.
At this time, when he saw that the junior sister who had poked his senior brother was being dug up, he couldn't help but cross his arms and said sarcastically.
"Fuck you, you bastard!"
The junior sister shook her pigtails and glared at He Zhenyu.
"be quiet!"
Bai Zheng, the head of the Golden Immortal Sect, was very worried when he thought about the future of the sect. At this time, the two youngest disciples were arguing behind him, and he couldn't help scolding him.
"yes……"
The two disciples lowered their heads together and did not dare to say anything.
"Hey, Master, there seems to be someone over there."
The first disciple, Li Weilong, was quite embarrassed. He touched the back of his head and looked around.
Suddenly, he pointed to a piece of snow in the distance and said.
"oh?"
Bai Zheng couldn't help but stop, turned around and glanced, "Is there only one person?"
He took a closer look, and indeed, in the distance, there was a man wearing a black robe, holding a long sword, walking towards here step by step.
"Could he be a casual cultivator?"
Looking at the other party's dress, he must be a cultivator.
"Master, do you want to talk to me?"
Li Weilong asked.
"No matter what he does, we just have to do what we do and we can't miss the invitation time."
Sister Bai Ye said.
"otherwise."
Bai Zheng waved his hand, "How can a cultivator be so rude? Besides, if we see that person is coming towards us, we should ask him what he is doing."
"Yes, yes, maybe he needs our help."
Li Weilong was a practical person and nodded in agreement with Master's opinion.
What Bai Zheng likes most is Li Weilong's kind and down-to-earth temperament, but it's a pity that his talent for cultivation is much lower. Hearing this, he was a little happy, but he couldn't help but sigh.
While the man was speaking, he had already walked through the snow and arrived in front of everyone.
This man had a messy beard, and his exact appearance could not be clearly seen. He only showed a pair of eyes, but he was also a bit lazy.
He was wearing a black robe and had a black ring on his right hand, which seemed to be something other than an ordinary thing.
There was also a white sword hanging on his waist, and it seemed that the grade was not too low.
Bai Ye couldn't help but frown, because practitioners usually carry their swords on their backs to show respect. People who carry their swords diagonally are generally lazy, which makes people feel bored.
Especially since this man doesn't even know how to shave his beard, it's even more annoying.
Bai Zheng didn't pay much attention. He just saw the man walking like a tiger. When he arrived in front of him, he immediately put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together and bowed in front of him.
"I am Bai Zheng, the master of the Jinxian Sect. I don't know your Taoist friend's surname and who he is studying under?"
"Master Bai is right."
The man's voice was also a little hoarse, "My name is Qin Twelve, I am a casual cultivator, my master's name is Xiaoyaozi, so I have no family or sect."
"It turns out to be Zhenren Qin."
When Bai Ye heard that the other party had no affiliation, Bai Ye looked at him with even more contempt.
Bai Zheng was still so polite, "I wonder why Master Qin found us?"
"Is such that."
Qin Twelve took out a paper crane and said, "My master and Master Zhulong of Piaomiao Peak have always been good friends and have a close relationship. Recently, Master Zhulong of Piaomiao Peak was very happy and sent me an invitation. I hope my master can come."
Go. It’s a pity that my master has passed away on a crane a few days ago. As a disciple, I went to Piaomiao Peak to congratulate my master. It’s a pity that I have never been to Piaomiao Peak and I have been lost on this snow-capped mountain for a long time.”
"Hey, that's a coincidence!"
The eldest disciple Li Weilong immediately smiled and said, "We are also going to Piaomiao Peak, so why not take you with us?"
Bai Zheng nodded, "That's right, that's what I meant as a teacher."
"elder brother……"
Bai Ye didn't want to add a burden. Just when she was about to say something, Bai Zheng waved his hand and said, "All practitioners are fellow Taoists. When Master Qin is in trouble, we should help him. What's more, bring along
Master Qin, there is no trouble. Master Qin, if you don’t mind how noisy we are, how about coming with us?"
"Why do you think there are so many of you? Just don't think I'm a wild man. Thank you very much, Master Bai!"
Qin Twelve was very happy and bent down to salute.
"Master Qin is so polite."
Bai Zheng quickly helped Qin Twelve and said with a smile, "Master Qin, the weather is dark tonight, why don't we hurry on."
"Okay, okay, it all depends on Master Bai's arrangement."
This Qin Twelve joined the Jinxianmen group.
Bai Ye seemed to think that there was a plague on Qin Twelve, so he walked far ahead and hid far away.
Bai Zheng looked at his sister and shook his head.
"Master Qin, let me introduce to you. These are all bad disciples...the eldest disciple Li Weilong, the second disciple Wang Lei, the third disciple Qiu Fenglan, the fourth disciple He Zhenyu, and the most incompetent little disciple Meiya."
When the junior sister heard this, she made a face at the master.
"Hello, hello."
Qin Twelve greeted him with this, and everyone was quite enthusiastic. Only Qiu Fenglan snorted and continued on his way.
"That one is my sister-in-law, Bai Ye."
Bai Zheng knew the temper of his third apprentice, so he didn't reprimand him too much and just continued to introduce him.
"White Fairy is quite a character."
"Made Master Qin laugh."
Bai Zheng was slightly embarrassed.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
Qin Twelve smiled and said, "As a mountain man, I deserve to be disliked by others."
He thought to himself, this will prove whether I am pretending to be the real one or not.
This Qin Twelve was transformed by the Qin Dynasty.
In order to conceal his appearance, he deliberately used his vitality to grow a large beard, which covered most of his face.
The purpose is to sneak into Piaomiao Peak without anyone noticing.
"Master Qin, I see you are carrying a sword. I wonder what kind of spell you have learned?"
Although Bai Zheng was warm and hospitable, he still had some caution. He patted Qin Chao's arm and asked intentionally or unintentionally.
"I am a swordsman."
Qin Chao said quickly, "What I am practicing is the kung fu on this sword. As for what my inner skills are, it is really not convenient for me to reveal them..."
"It doesn't matter, I'm just curious."
"Hey, my rudimentary kung fu is not worth mentioning at all. My master's swordsmanship is quite good, but it's a pity that my qualifications are dull and I have learned less than 30%. I am ashamed of my master."
"Master Qin is too modest."
Bai Zheng smiled. In fact, as soon as he patted Qin Twelve's arm, he could tell that Qin Twelve had a level of spiritual power. In the world of cultivation, this was not low considering his age.