Biography of Wei Zixiu Xian

Chapter 305 Senior Brother Zheng

At her age, and obviously of extraordinary background, there are only a few people who walk alone, not to mention drinking by themselves, so although Wei Zi didn't think there was anything wrong, she attracted the attention of the monks present and glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally. .

Everyone speculated whether this female cultivator also came to participate in the competition.

However, most of the people who participated in the Struggle for Beauty were casual cultivators, trying to use this opportunity to show their talents and become famous in one fell swoop. They joined the Jiaolan Temple, worshiped famous teachers, and reached the pinnacle of life from then on.

But those from aristocratic families and great sects with good backgrounds are rarely willing to join in the fun. Even if their circumstances are not so good, they will express their disdain for Jiaolan Palace in order to show their superiority, as if this can It's the same as raising your own status.

However, this female cultivator, who is suspected to be of noble birth, poured herself a drink in front of the flower table with great interest, as if she was very interested in the Zhengfang meeting, but they did not believe that such a person would really come to the Zhengfang meeting on purpose of.

If Wei Zi knew what was going on in their hearts, he would definitely say, I'm so sorry, I'm just here to make soy sauce.

After watching for a while, I couldn't guess anything, so naturally I went to chat with each other.

Because it is just some gossip that everyone knows, there is no sound insulation array.

I only heard a self-proclaimed romantic young monk playing a folding fan, and said to another male monk who looked more stable: "The fairies on the Lily of the Valley Flower Terrace are just beautiful, no wonder they are so popular, and I don't know what the third one thinks , actually went to the Asparagus Flower Terrace to see those little white faces."

"Permitted, I want to learn how those little white faces hooked up with female nuns and made them so obsessed."

The folding fan monk let out a long sigh: "The fairies in this world, why can't they obey the three virtues and the four virtues like the girls in the secular world?"

The steady monk chuckled: "Brother Bai, be careful, if your little one hears this, be careful that she peels your skin."

The Merry monk said with an unnatural expression: "She dares."

Wei Zi smiled "puchi" and thought to himself, if you said this, if you looked a little more natural, it might be more credible.

Wei Zi couldn't hold back his laughter at all, so the two of them naturally heard it.

When the two of them talked about the nun, they didn't hide her presence, so she laughed aloud, so naturally she didn't have to hide it.

Brother Merry also observed Wei Zi just now, but the whole second floor, Wei Zi was the only female nun in the lobby, drinking by herself, she seemed a bit withdrawn, so he didn't continue to pay attention, and chatted and chatted. On the female cultivator, it wasn't until Wei Zi chuckled that he suddenly realized that there was another female cultivator here.

According to the critical female cultivators, they have always been angry with secular women and pitied their hardships in life. If male cultivators talked about secular women with female cultivators, both sides would probably quarrel.

What's more, he was obviously joking just now.

The Merry monk lighted the wax for himself silently in his heart, so it wouldn't cause trouble because of his short-sightedness.

The romantic monk was ready to be sprayed wildly, but in the end, Wei Zi finished laughing and went to drink again.

It didn't mean to continue talking to him.

Instead of being scolded, this made the romantic monk a little ashamed.

Poured a glass of spiritual wine, and came to Wei Zi: "Just now I was outspoken, and I was joking for a while, fellow daoist, please forgive me."

Wei Zi put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up his wine glass, shook it with him, and drank it nonchalantly.

The romantic monk did not leave immediately, but took advantage of the situation and sat down.

He also said: "I think Taoist friends seem to be very interested in this competition. Did you come here to participate? My friend and I also came to Lanxi City for a few days. Do you need me to introduce you to fellow Taoist?"

The man saw that Wei Zi was not as withdrawn as he thought, and was quite generous, so he became interested in chatting. He has a familiar temperament, and he makes friends wherever he goes.

His friend has long known what kind of person he is, and when he saw him go to apologize, he started chatting with others, knowing that he would definitely not come back, so he decisively called the waiter over, and removed their table of spiritual food .

Sure enough, as soon as his side was packed, the romantic monk called him over to share the table with Wei Zi.

It was the first time Wei Zi had seen such a familiar personality, and this person was humorous and measured, so Wei Zi chatted with him.

The calm monk ordered some refreshments for the waiter to deliver to Wei Zi's table, and sat down after explaining.

As soon as he passed by, he heard the romantic monk say: "It turns out fellow daoists are also here to play. Seeing that fellow daoists are watching so carefully, I thought fellow daoists would also be interested in participating. After all, female cultivators rarely come to see lily of the valley flowers." They all went to the asparagus flower stage to watch the performances of those little boys."

"When I first arrived in Lanxi City, I was just strolling around. I saw a flower stage performance here, which was quite interesting. I stopped to take a look. The Zhengfang Club in the Jiaolan Temple is unique, and the flower stage of the female cultivator is also wonderful and beautiful. "Wei Zi paused and said, "I don't need to be annoyed, fellow Taoists. After all, everyone has a love for beauty. You male cultivators like to watch female cultivators, so naturally you can't stop female cultivators from watching graceful boys."

This romantic monk spoke straightforwardly, a little casually, and Wei Zi spoke freely.

The flamboyant monk had nothing to say, and it just so happened that the prudent monk came over and warmly introduced him: "Young Daoist Wei, let me introduce you. This is Zheng Chuanzhang, a true disciple of the Taisu Sect. He is a good friend I have known for many years. A genius from the Ximing world, I think Wei Daoyou is young and has a high level of cultivation, so he must be a genius, you must have something to say."

"Brother Zheng's celestial posture, playing with everyone in the palm of his hand, is really worth learning from me."

"It's just that I tried my best, and there is no benefit in being different. Did I lose to Senior Sister Wei? Perhaps it is more appropriate to call Senior Sister Wei now."

"Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient. Being called Senior Sister by a smart person like Junior Brother Zheng, I will have no regrets in this life."

Wei Zi never knew what politeness was. If she was a good friend, she would never haggle over addressing each other, but the two sides had a quarrel. Seeing Senior Brother Zheng deflated, Wei Zi happily drank another glass.

Brother Zheng seemed a little helpless, cupped his hands, "It was also due to the situation that day, Senior Sister Wei doesn't remember villains."

Said quite politely, but also a little weak.

At that time, the competition for apprenticeship in the Ruyi Pavilion was something that almost every disciple of the new sect had to go through. The winner was the king and the loser was the bandit. I can only say one thing about my youthful spirit, and I can't really hold grudges against my fellow students just because I lost.

(End of this chapter)