After passing through layers of formations and entering the depths of Tianbing Mountain, the young man's body stopped in a valley.
He waved his hand and opened a formation. Luo Zheng and Yang Xueyi saw an extremely ancient palace appearing in front of them.
The palace is not big, but the mottled stone walls exude a simple and distant atmosphere, making people feel involuntarily small.
In front of this ancient palace, there were seven other men and women of extraordinary temperament standing.
These people were all young, five men and two women, the eldest among them was middle-aged, and the youngest was about the same age as the boy who led the way.
"The cultivation of these people is indeed not weak. There are actually six of them whose cultivation is above the Tianxuan Realm. They are worthy of being the direct disciples of the Palace Master..."
Luo Zheng looked at them secretly, and immediately saw the strength of these people, and was quite surprised.
Based on the cultivation strength of these people, they are at least deacons in each palace.
And more importantly, these people are extremely young, many of them are no more than a thousand years old.
Cultivating to the Tianxuan realm in a thousand years is considered a super genius among any first-rate deacons, and it is even more unimaginable for second-rate forces.
Among them, the only warrior below the Tianxuan realm is an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with a cultivation level in the late Earth Law realm.
Although this middle-aged man stood with the others, he showed a sense of distance and seemed out of place.
"Isn't the palace master coming?"
Yang Xueyi glanced at him with a look of surprise and her voice was crisp.
Hearing her speak, the eyes of several male disciples present lit up, and many of their eyes fell on her.
Yang Xueyi has become the master of a palace at such a young age. Not only does she have a good looks, but she also has an extraordinary temperament, so she is naturally eye-catching.
"It's a joke. Master is busy with everything. The Shangqing arsenal is opened at least once every two or three years. Why would you show up for such a trivial matter?"
A female brother with outstanding appearance sneered.
This woman was wearing a silver battle armor that was a low-grade Taoist weapon. She looked proud and looked at Yang Xueyi's face.
The appearance of the female disciple can be said to be a rare beauty. She is also the focus of everyone's attention among the direct disciples.
But in contrast to Yang Xueyi's unique temperament, she immediately pales in comparison.
Especially when she saw the eyes of all the male disciples lingering on Yang Xueyi, she naturally became even more unconvinced and felt jealous.
"Haha, Junior Sister Lan is right."
A young man nodded, looked at Yang Xueyi and said: "This must be Palace Master Yang. You have just started here, so it's not surprising that you don't know the situation. This is not the first time for us direct disciples to enter the Shangqing Arsenal.
You are familiar with it, Master, of course you don’t need to worry. For example, I have entered the Shangqing Arsenal five times and know the situation inside out."
"I have long heard that Master Xueyi Palace has the appearance of a moon-shy flower. When I saw him today, he was indeed well-deserved. Although I, Lin Yun, have not entered the arsenal as many times as Senior Brother Jinyin, I have entered the arsenal three times."
Another direct disciple stared at Yang Xueyi and said.
"I have also entered the arsenal twice. Don't worry, Palace Master Yang. I will naturally take care of you when the time comes!"
Someone else said flatteringly.
These Palace Master's direct disciples obviously knew that Yang Xueyi's cultivation was not high.
Therefore, even though she was the master of the palace, everyone did not take her seriously. Instead, she showed arrogance and her words also seemed to be transgressive.
"You have all entered the Shangqing Arsenal before, so I would like to help you look after this disciple of my Tianxin Palace."
Yang Xueyi nodded lightly, pointed at Luo Zheng and said, "He is Luo Zheng, I believe you must have heard of him."
"It turns out to be Junior Brother Luo Zheng. He seems to be quite talented, but his cultivation is too weak. Be careful when entering the arsenal. The dangers involved cannot be dealt with casually. When the time comes, just hide behind me. I will
I will protect you."
"I heard that you got the first place in the entrance examination, but when you were choosing rewards, you gave up a middle-grade Taoist weapon. It's such a pity."
"I'm really lucky. When I first started, I got the opportunity to enter the arsenal because of the appreciation of Palace Master Yang. After I became the palace master's direct disciple, I practiced for three hundred years before I got a place."
"In the past, disciples from the other eight palaces had to go through many tests to get a quota to enter the Shangqing Arsenal. This time, the palace master showed mercy and gave you a quota, so you must cherish it."
When all the descendants saw that Yang Xueyi did not mention him, but asked them to take care of Luo Zheng, they all looked over.
If they want to please Yang Xueyi and gain her favor, they always act like elders, give advice or show their support.
"Thank you all, then after I enter the Shangqing Arsenal, I will ask all the senior brothers to take care of me."
Luo Zheng smiled nonchalantly.
He naturally understood what these people meant to please Yang Xuezhu.
But who is Yang Xueyi?
How can the existence of the reincarnation of innate gods be just a group of ordinary people who can be cured by using some small means?
In her eyes, these people are no different from clowns.