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Yunxiaozong

A ray of sword light flashed between the rolling mountains.

On the flying sword is a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance, with Danfeng eyes, crouching silkworm eyebrows, a long beard under his jaw, and a majestic face with Chinese characters.

This person is none other than Feng Yan, the head of the Law Enforcement Court, a figure whom countless Yunxiao Sect disciples avoid.

After the cultivation level reaches the middle stage of foundation establishment, the monks can basically control the sky by virtue of the void, and no longer need magic tools as vehicles under their feet.But in fact, most monks still like to step on a flying sword under their feet, which not only saves mana, but also speeds up by three points.

However, at this moment, Dean Feng, with his hands behind his back, seemed to be taking care of himself, so he was not in a hurry.

At this time, a voice from behind shouted: "Feng Chen——"

A beauty in palace attire with peach cheeks and apricot face chased after her, and it was Dai Chenghong.

The head of the Alchemy Institute, apart from some disagreements with Old Ancestor Mu of the Fuzhen Academy, got along well with other Jindan real people in the sect. Even Feng Chen, who has always been unsmiling, said with a smile on his face at this time: "See Pass Senior Sister Dai."

"Headmaster Feng is also going to Yunxiao Peak?" Dai Chenghong asked.

"of course."

"It's too slow to walk," Dai Chenghong glanced at him, and he was tens of feet away when he spoke.

Feng Chen had no choice but to speed up and follow behind.

Not too far away, there was another unhurried sword light in front of him, and Dai Chenghong shouted loudly: "Little Yezi—"

The sword light suddenly slowed down, a young man with a round head and big ears looked at 25, turned around and said with a smile, "Sister Dai."

He bowed his hands to Feng Chen again: "I have seen Director Feng."

This person is Yan Chengye, the lord of Yangwei Hall, a member of Yan Xiling.

The three of them got together, and Dai Chenghong stopped urging him to go, and chatted with each other.

"Little Yezi, who is the true disciple recruited by the ancestor this time, do you know?" Dai Chenghong asked.

Yan Chengye shook his head: "I don't know."

"The ancestor is the elder of your family, you didn't get any inside information from him?" Dai Chenghong asked suspiciously.

"Running around during this time, my younger brother hasn't visited his old man for more than half a month," Yan Chengye said with a smile: "However, my younger brother has heard that my senior sister was ordered by my ancestors to attend two meetings in Yunzhou. Is there any news about the wedding of the Foundation Establishment disciple?"

Aren't you well-informed about this news?Dai Chenghong slandered while shaking her head lightly: "I don't know either..."

A woman's figure flashed in her mind.

"If it's that person, it's somewhat possible..."

"Who is it?" Feng Chen also became interested.

"Shuihong's sect, he has a deep knowledge of formations and excellent talent..."

……

The three chatted all the way, and it didn't take long before they came to the majestic Yunxiao Peak, turned to climb up, and after a while, they arrived in front of Jiuxiao Palace.

Today's Jiuxiao Palace is no different from the past, it is still wrapped in white clothes, silent and silent.

"Strange?" Dai Chenghong said in surprise: "I remember that more than 200 years ago, when the ancestor recruited Tan Mingzhen as a true disciple, the whole Jiuxiao Palace was decorated with lights and festoons, and there was a lot of people, it was very lively! How can it be so quiet today? ?”

"Could it be that the ancestor recruited this disciple for other reasons?"

"You'll know when you go in."

The three of them continued to move forward, passed through the corner gate, crossed the corridor, passed through a large pavilion, and finally came to the main hall in the middle.

A young man in purple robe stood at the entrance of the hall, respectfully welcoming the guests.

"Yang Zhen? Why is it you!" Dai Chenghong said in surprise.

Taishang Patriarch recruited true disciples and always selected among the cultivators of the Purple Mansion, so although she had attended Yang Zhen's wedding and knew that Patriarch had favor for this young man, she never thought about it.

"I've met Headmaster Dai, Headmaster Feng, and Palacemaster Yan." Yang Zhen greeted each of them.

It was the first time he had seen the latter two, but he knew the general appearance, so he could not make a mistake.

Feng Chen responded blankly, and quietly asked the woman next to him: "Do you know this son?"

Dai Chenghong nodded, pondered slightly, and gave the young man a very high evaluation: "Extraordinary talent, extraordinary intelligence."

Surprise appeared on Feng Chen's face, he clicked his tongue twice, and then he cupped his hands at the young man with a solemn expression.

After seeing the ceremony, the three entered the hall one by one.

On the platform base in the center, the ancestors of Xiling live on top of it.

The three quickly bowed and saluted, and then looked around, only to realize that there were already several people present in the front row of viewing seats.

A middle-aged man with a full heaven and a majestic appearance is none other than Hong Zhengli, the suzerain of the Yunxiao Sect;

The white-haired old man who looked like he was about to die was Fan Hong, the master of the Buddhist scriptures hall, and the oldest golden elixir of the sect.

The skinny old man with sunken cheeks is Mu Risheng, the master of Fuzhen Academy.

The last person looks like a middle-aged man, tall and slender, looks somewhat gentle, and exudes the aura of the early stage of Jindan, but he is a new face that he has never met.

"This is our Junior Brother Kuang, Kuang Wenzhi, a member of Kuang Niansong's clan." Hong Zhengli introduced: "A few days ago, Junior Brother Kuang had just broken through the Golden Core, and the ancestor invited him over to replace Lan Yuanshen and bring the Hundred Beasts Garden Take care of things."

On the high platform, Yan Xiling's eyes were slightly closed, as if he hadn't heard anything.

The middle-aged man quickly got up and greeted the three of them.He did his homework when he came, and he did not admit the wrong person.

Behind these people, there are two young disciples that Dai Chenghong is very familiar with, one is Gu Yanxi's true disciple, and the other is Lan Yutian, Lan Yuanxie's true disciple.These two people came to watch the ceremony on behalf of their master.

Outside the viewing seats, under the white jade pillars in a corner of the main hall, several women stood in a row.Dai Chenghong looked around and recognized that the first person was Zhao Yueer whom he had met not long ago.

As Yang Zhen's Taoist companion, she participated in this significant ceremony together.

Immediately afterwards, she looked at the people beside her, her eyes narrowed slightly.

That beautiful woman who made her secretly fearful is impressively on the list!
On the surface, the seventh floor of the Purple Mansion is actually the late stage of Jindan!
In addition, Zixue, who changed most of her appearance, Qing Xiaoling, who concealed her cultivation, and Caiyun, whose cultivation was very low, were all among them.

These people are indeed Yang Xiaozi's Taoist companions!
Compared to her surprise, Feng Chen and Yan Chengye didn't pay much attention to these women, let alone their real cultivation.Only Qin Mingyue's appearance amazed the two of them, but there are many beauties in the world of cultivating immortals, and each is good at winning, so it is not surprising to meet a few of them.

At this moment, two more people came in, and one of them, an old man with white hair and childlike face, was Dou Xichang.Yang Zhen used to work in the Wushui County Museum, so she was regarded as the old man's subordinate. When they met at this time, greetings were naturally indispensable.

"Your boy is promising." Old Man Dou said with a smile.

The other person is Shui Hong, his face is as pale as snow, but there is a smile on his face.

"Yang Zhen, I didn't expect you to become the true biography of our ancestors. From now on, we old people will be your senior brothers and sisters, ha ha!"

Yang Zhen smiled shyly, and before she could speak, Zhao Yueer had already rushed over like flying:

"Grandmother, great to see you! I heard that you were seriously injured, and Yue'er was so worried!"

Shui Hong smiled even more, stroked the little girl lovingly, and said apologetically: "Thanks to the ten thousand years of ice you brought back, the injury has been controlled in the past few days. It's just that half a month ago your Taoist couple ceremony But my mother-in-law didn't participate..."

While talking, he took out a jade box from his bosom: "Grandma will make up the gift for you now, girl Yueer, you won't be offended?"

"Woooo, Yue'er will be happy as long as Granny recovers..." Zhao Yue'er hugged Shui Hong's arm, tears in her eyes.

……

The engraved leak in the temple is gradually approaching Sishi, and the auspicious time is coming.

"Yin Luxiang, how is your injury?" Yan Xiling asked suddenly.

"Report to Patriarch, that Wang Huo came to his disciples yesterday and said that the injury has not improved, but he managed to control it." Hong Zhengli replied.

"Since that's the case, why didn't Wang Huo come?"

"Well," Hong Zhengli said hesitantly, "Wang Huo said that he wants to go back to take care of the master, so he has no time to separate himself."

"Hmph!" Yan Xiling snorted coldly, and said, "I'll send some pills to Yin Luxiang later, anyway, he is fighting against the wounds of the demons, so the sect can't ignore it."

"Yes." Hong Zhengli replied.

The hall fell silent, and no one dared to speak out.

Dai Chenghong looked left and right, and exchanged glances with several Jindans.

They all have a doubt in their hearts:
"There is another Jindan Daoist who hasn't come, why didn't the ancestor ask?"

PS: In the past two days, I will go back to my hometown to visit relatives and friends. I strive for one chapter per day, and the number of words is variable.