She is Jianxiu

Chapter 622

Zhao Chun saw that he was always indifferent to others, so he stood silently, and when the man on the stone turned over, he said loudly: "Zhao Chun, a disciple of Zhenyang Shangqing sect, pays homage to Qing Zheng Da Neng."

After opening his mouth, he waited for a long time before seeing the man slowly sitting up from the rock as if he had just woken up from a dream. His eyes were covered, and his hair was covered from his forehead. Only half of his resolute and square face could be seen. The pupils of the eyes opened, and two cold lights shot out from the unruly hair, which made people feel chills on the back.

Compared with Haiqing's rigid, stubborn, and even cynical image, Qingzheng in front of him is more like a beast waiting for an opportunity.

He stood up from the rock, walked to Zhao Chun in three or two steps, let her know that the deduction just now was correct, this person is indeed tall, even if he straightened his spine, he would only reach half of Zhao Chun.And according to Master Haiqing, Qing Zheng was born so tall since he was a child, but in fact it has nothing to do with the monsters, let alone a half-demon blood, but a natural result. Therefore, he embarked on a journey of physical fitness.

In today's Great Thousand World, there are only three physique cultivators who can achieve the unity of spirit and flesh in the void stage, and Qingzheng is one of them.

The benefits brought about by the combination of talent and path can also be seen.

Zhao Chun cupped his hands and bowed, but the other party picked up his fingertips and hooked the wine jar in her hand. The palm-sized brown porcelain jar was like a small thing in his big hand. Pulling it out, the wine seal was lifted directly, and the rough and strong smell of Guijiang wine quickly gushed out from the mouth of the altar.

As if he found that he would drink wine after waking up, Qing Zheng's expression eased a lot, his dark eyes drooped, he pursed his lips and said: "Zhenyang Shangqing sect... Are you Zhaohui's new apprentice?"

"It's the junior."

Zhao Chun agreed, and was about to express his intentions, but saw Qing Zheng sized her up and down, then curled his lips and said: "You are really thin and small, could it be that Zhenyang Shangqing Dongtian doesn't want to eat with you? "

If you only talk about the physical body, Qingzheng's figure and physique must be considered majestic in physical training, but in his eyes, most human monks are considered thin and small.Zhao Chun could only shake his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Master is very good to the younger generation, but the body, hair, skin and skin are the parents. This is all innate, and there is no way to change it now."

The other party nodded, then closed the wine seal, opened his lips and asked, "Then why did you come to my bamboo secluded pool today?"

After being asked by him, Zhao Chun's eyes lit up immediately, and he said calmly: "The younger generation wants to try the purple bamboo forest trial, and I hope the senior will do it!"

"Hmph!" Qing Zheng smiled coldly, his eyes widened, as if he understood Zhao Chun's intentions, and he slowly held the wine jar in his arms, and said angrily, "Do you know, it's the one in the door?" People from the Eighteenth Cave Heaven, if they want to pass my Zizhu Forest Trial, they have to offer mountain of treasures. Today, you are carrying a jar of wine that is not worth much, and you want to pass the Zizhu Forest Trial, isn’t it? It’s not that you look down on me, it’s just whimsical!”

Such as a mountain of treasures... Zhao Chun secretly studied these words, and he couldn't stop thinking.According to Master Haiqing, the Zizhu Forest trial is a training place that belongs exclusively to Qing Zheng, and is completely out of the control of the sect. Logically speaking, even if the immortals from the eighteen caves come in person, there will be a formality , Ask in front of Qing Zheng.What's more, the immortals can't hide from the world nowadays, let alone condescend to the juniors in the cave, and Qingzheng has always hated people with strong backgrounds, so these monks who come to offer treasures mostly see their expressions and dare not speak. In the end, he could only leave with the treasure in his arms.

She sighed slightly, and said: "The so-called gifts, high or low, are second to none. The most important thing is to do what you like. The seniors are good at wine, but others give them precious clothes, beautiful jade, and spiritual minerals. It's hard to get rid of, in the eyes of seniors, I'm afraid it's no different from chicken ribs, now it's better to let seniors do it themselves, let's see how much this wine is worth?"

The meager spiritual energy in Guijiang wine is like clear water in Qing Zheng's mouth. However, when he was young, his family was poor and his pockets were always empty, so he was used to drinking bad wine and wearing coarse clothes. On the contrary, I couldn't drink the fine nectar and jade liquid, until I accidentally wandered to Wenxian Valley, and then I had a sip of Guijiang wine to satisfy my hunger.Not many people know about this matter, but the master of the female cultivator in front of him is one of them. He became angry for a while, frowned and said:
"Your master and senior brother are both clumsy and tongue-tied people, but when it comes to you, you are so sharp-tongued!"

Zhao Chun's eyes were slightly cold, no matter whether it was the master or the senior brother, she had received a lot of favors, so even if Qing Zheng and Hai Qing had a good relationship, she would not allow outsiders to speak and make fun of them at will... Besides, she is not good at talking and refuting man of:
"Master and senior brother are of extraordinary strength, this is the best way to negotiate. If the younger generation has the confidence, why would they just show off their verbal skills?"

Qing Zheng was taken aback for a moment when he heard the words, but finally he raised his head and laughed, touched his chin and said "no wonder", then took off the wine seal again, picked up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth.

"I drank your wine, Qiu Qian, send her to the Purple Bamboo Forest!"

He swaggered towards the edge of the pool, but Zhao Chun felt his body lighten, he floated up into the air at some point, and he arrived in a deep and quiet bamboo forest before he saw many scenes.

She looked at the scene in front of her, and couldn't help but click her tongue slightly, because these purple bamboos were not similar to the other ones, not only the bamboo poles were all purple-black in color, but also the slender bamboo leaves swaying at the tips also had a faint purple color, From the heel to the tip, there are jade-like crystals everywhere, and there seems to be the sound of thunder in the dark, and many signs are all displayed. The purple bamboo here is the famous spiritual creature, thunder. bamboo!

Zhao Chun had seen a treasure as precious as Lei Shuzhu before, it was on the Heavenly Sword Platform in the Chongxiao Realm, Ji Wuxiu of the Taiyuan Taoist school had a three-life bamboo as a sheath, and it was his master who asked for it, but it was only three feet away. How can the long scabbard compare with the forest of purple bamboos seen today?

When she gained a firm footing, she heard the familiar voice of a young man, interpreting the rules for herself: "Since you are a disciple of the reunion period, I will not make things difficult for you. When you step into the purple bamboo forest and hear a sound of enlightenment Words, that is the beginning of the trial. Within a stick of incense after that, you have to capture Lei Shu’s energy from the tips, otherwise it will be regarded as a failure, is this so clear?”

"Junior understand." Zhao Chun looked intently, and saw the tall purple bamboo shoots, vaguely surrounded by light purple light clusters, presumably it was the thunder spirit in his mouth, but not every shoot had it, and he needed to run Look for it.

She made up her mind, stepped firmly into the bamboo forest, and suddenly there was a sound of "Waiting" next to her ears. Suddenly, the originally quiet and deep bamboo forest was suddenly gusty, and the sharp tips kept rolling in the wind, accompanied by the sound of thunder. All around, successive golden thunders descended from the clouds!
(End of this chapter)