I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 303 Ordered by the Saintess of Montenegro (4000)

"came back……"

Under the grape trellis, Yiren's white dress is like snow, smiling sweetly.

Qin Yao stopped in front of the corridor, looking at the bright smile on the other party's face, his mind gradually settled down.

This place of peace of mind is my hometown...

"came back."

Qin Yao walked slowly to her side, and took the initiative to hold her hand: "Is the family okay?"

Xiao Zhuo smiled and nodded, knowing that this sentence seemed to be asking about family, but in fact it was asking about people.

After all, because of her presence, this vast and lonely Saintess Palace can be called a home.

Qin Yao smiled slightly, embraced her in his arms, smelled the faint fragrance of her hair, and said softly, "I passed the exam."

"I know." Xiao Zhuo leaned his head on his shoulder, and the two hearts that were attached together gradually beat at the same frequency. At this moment, it seemed that their hearts were connected.

"When did you know?" Qin Yao asked in surprise.

"I knew it the day you entered Fengdu."

"You watch me." Qin Yao raised his eyebrows with a playful look.

Xiao Zhuo smiled: "You run around all day, where can I watch you? I asked someone to go to Fengdu to watch over you, and keep an eye on the news. After all, it is about my husband's future, how can I be indifferent ?”

Qin Yao smiled: "It's over, the surprise is gone..."

"Yes!" Xiao Zhuo led him to the boudoir, walking briskly, with the corners of his mouth raised: "I have prepared a surprise for you."

Qin Yao was surprised for a moment, resisted the desire to ask in advance, and followed her to the exquisitely decorated bedroom.

"Go ahead, open it and have a look." Xiao Zhuo let go of his big hand, and raised his arm to point to the simple wooden box that was placed on the table at some time.

With strong curiosity, Qin Yao strode to the round table and gently lifted the lid of the wooden box.

[The system has detected the top-grade double-cultivation method, "Yin-Yang Hehuan Jing". The scriptures have special collection value. Do you want to include it? 】

[As compensation for including this sutra, the system will use empowerment to make your understanding of this sutra reach the master level in an instant. 】

[Note: As a special type of dual-cultivation method, the system cannot bring you to practice, so it can only achieve the full level of understanding, not the full level of the method. 】

Looking down at the subtitles that suddenly flashed before his eyes, Qin Yao couldn't help laughing.

You have a system that can bring practice to double cultivation.

The silly girls in "Magic Phone" don't necessarily have this function.

"Record it..."

In an instant, countless dual cultivation experiences poured into his mind continuously.Even though he was an old driver, he was shocked after reading these contents.

"What's the matter with you?" Seeing him standing there motionless, Xiao Zhuo asked in surprise.

Qin Yao shook his head, and sat down at the round table, pretending to flip through the scriptures, while digesting the countless insights that suddenly appeared.

Shortly after.

After reading the book and digesting the insights, Qin Yao turned his head to look at the graceful figure like a goddess, and a flame suddenly rose in his eyes: "Broad and profound."

"How much do you understand?" Xiao Zhuo said with a smile.

"Don't you know if you try it?"

"Just try it!"

……

Fluffy night.

No statement.

The next day.

Xiao Zhuo tied a high ponytail on his head, and changed into a red samurai uniform with a black waist. He sat upright in the gazebo in the courtyard, brewing tea with his head bowed.

Qin Yao quietly watched her flowing movements and the elegance of her every move, a leisurely and relaxed smile flashed across her face.

"Taste." Xiao Zhuo made a cup of tea, put it in front of Qin Yao with a wooden clip, and said softly.

Qin Yao picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp. He only felt a hot flow rushing into his body along his mouth, and then was quickly swallowed by the true energy in his dantian.

At this time, the aftertaste came to my heart, sweet and lingering...

"tasty."

Xiao Zhuo didn't make any comments on his drinking method of chewing peonies.

She doesn't care about those messy tea drinking etiquette, just as she doesn't care about most of the rules in this world.

"How many days are you staying at home this time?"

Qin Yao put down his teacup, raised his eyes and said, "Leave today."

"In such a hurry?" Xiao Zhuo stopped making tea suddenly.

"Maoshan will hold a celebration meeting for my admission to Fengdu, and the day is tomorrow." Qin Yao explained.

"Celebration meeting..." Xiao Zhuo's eyes flashed.

"Yes, I heard that many fellow monks were invited, and it should be very lively." Qin Yao said with a smile, "Would you like to go and have a look?"

Ever since he learned that Xiao Zhuo had stolen the Xuan Mi Pearl, he had deeply realized that the so-called five-hundred-year-old foot ban was nothing but nothing to Xiao Zhuo.

Xiao Zhuo thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I won't join in the fun. When there are too many people, there will be ghosts and monsters. It would be bad if someone recognizes me."

Qin Yao was not disappointed in this either.

Like Xiao Zhuo, he also doesn't care about such formal things.

Two hours later.

With a blush on his face, Xiao Zhuo sent Qin Yao out of the palace gate, waved his hand and said, "I hope that when you come back next time, you will have a rank on your body."

Qin Yao hugged her lightly, then turned and walked towards the wind and sand, only the lingering voice echoed: "Don't worry, I will make you proud of me soon."

Watching his tall figure drifting away, Xiao Zhuo smiled slightly, waved a streamer of light from his sleeve, shot straight into the sky, and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​stars.

"Meet the saint!"

In a blink of an eye.

A tall figure dressed in black, with a black mask on his face and a huge black sword behind his back, came striding forward and knelt down outside the gazebo in the courtyard.

"Tomorrow is a good day for my husband-in-law, and I will prepare another surprise for him." Xiao Zhuo said with a smile.

"Please tell me, the saint!" the man in black said in a concentrated voice as he tapped his chest with his right hand.

……

The next day.

Maoshan.

A large round table that could seat ten people was placed from the Yuanfu Palace to the entrance of the mountain ladder. Every table was filled with Jianghu monks and famous disciples. At a glance, there were at least six or seven hundred people.

In Yuanfu Palace, three tables were arranged in a triangle, one big and two small, and they were also full of guests at the moment...

Shi Jian wore a black and white Taoist robe, and sat at the head of the main table, listening to the famous elders who led the team to compliment the old head, he felt a fire in his heart beating non-stop. controlled.

So every minute and every second of sitting here has become a torment.

parefull! ! !

The joys and sorrows between people are not connected, what makes Shi Jian miserable, but makes the old master happy, like a spring breeze, it is short of saying "you can talk more if you can talk" on your face.

In the current era of all hip stretching, as the head of the sect, one of his disciples has a high-achieving student, which is indeed his medal of honor.

Qin Yao sat beside him like a marionette, and when he heard him mentioning himself, he smiled symbolically.

He knew better than anyone that he was not actually the main character in the celebration party prepared for him.

"Everyone..." After drinking for three rounds, the old head suddenly stood up, and his passionate voice spread inside and outside the palace: "Listen to me."

The voice just fell.

Maoshan disciples inside and outside the palace and many guests put down their chopsticks one after another. The guests who were closer to the palace looked up into the palace, while the guests who were a little farther away from the palace listened.

"A monk from my sect once asked me, isn't it just a disciple who was admitted to Fengdu? It's okay to celebrate at home, and spread the word, and invite friends from all walks of life to celebrate together. Wouldn't it be ridiculous?"

The old head said in a fit of spirit: "Today, the facts have proved that this decision is not a laughable one. Don't mention other sects, let's talk about my Maoshan. The last time someone was admitted to Fengdu was five hundred years ago.

Five hundred years, in the mortal world, it can be described as a sea of ​​vicissitudes.Such a proud thing, such a glorious thing, why can't it be widely advertised? "

Listening to the sound of the old master's drum beating, Shi Jian's head was in a daze, and he seriously suspected that he was being targeted by the other party!
"I won't talk nonsense, let me directly talk about the rewards for this honor, I hope this can inspire other disciples of my Maoshan disciple..." The old head clapped his hands with a smile, and turned his eyes and said: "Qin Yao, stand up! .”

Qin Yao stood up with joy and anticipation, fixed his eyes on the old head, and kept guessing what the reward would be.

Shi Jian's mind tightened suddenly, and he also stared at the old head.

Regarding the matter of rewards, the old guy didn't get along with him beforehand.

So much so that there was no such link in his preparation process!
"I solemnly announce, as the head of Maoshan, that Qin Yao is the chief disciple among the eighty-eight generations of disciples of Maoshan, ranking first among all the disciples of the eighty-eight generations. But all the disciples of the eighty-eight generations, no matter what year they started , no matter who the master is, in front of the chief disciple, he can only be called Senior Brother, not Junior Brother." The old master said loudly.

Qin Yao: "..."

Ginger is still old and spicy, show is still your old show!

A title sent me away? ?
Shi Jian froze for a moment, then suddenly felt palpitations.

It is clear to the bystanders that he can see more clearly and farther than Qin Yao who is the person involved.

Today, the chief position is added, and the position is the highest in the entire eighty-eight generations. If the old master wants to choose an heir from another generation, the chief disciple will naturally be the first heir.

In other words, even though it is just a title of chief, this title is just like righteousness, giving Qin Yao the capital to compete for the position of head.

What exactly does Chen Qingyan want to do?
Does he want Qin Yao to be the head?
Thinking of this, Shi Jian's eyes flickered coldly, and he stood up suddenly: "Please think twice, Sect Leader!"

The old head seemed to have guessed that he would stand up and stop him, and said calmly, "Elder Shi Jian, do you have any different opinions?"

"The disciples believe that this violates the tradition of distinguishing between superior and inferior, and ordering the senior and the young." Shi Jian said with a firm scalp.

"Tradition?"

The old master shook his head and said: "If we don't break the tradition, the Maoshan faction will withdraw from the stage of history sooner or later.

Compared with tradition, what we change is inheritance!

There is a saying in Confucianism that goes well, there are no young or old to learn, and those who have mastered it first, we must learn from them!

As for the difference between superiority and inferiority, I didn't say that the chief of the eighty-eighth generation can surpass the eighty-seventh generation, right? "

Shi Jian: "..."

For a while, I didn't know how to object.

But he couldn't accept this fact!
"Master, I think that even so, it's a bit inappropriate." Taking a deep breath, Shi Jian said loudly, "This is unfair to other disciples!"

"Fair?" The old head said sternly: "How can there be absolute fairness in this world? In other words, absolute fairness itself represents unfairness! There can only be one chief in a generation. Yes, you can challenge the chief. As long as you can make greater contributions and defeat the opponent with strength, you can replace him at any time."

Shi Jian: "..."

Seeing the coldness and firmness in the eyes of the old master, Shi Jian knew that it was beyond his power to stop this matter.

"it is good."

Suddenly, there was a shout of applause in the void outside the door, the sound was like a dragon's roar.

Everyone outside the hall looked up one after another, and saw a thin man with fluttering long sleeves sitting on the back of a golden-winged roc, looking down with a smile.

"He is..." There was an exclamation from the crowd.

"Sword Demon Chuxiong." Someone stood up from the chair with a bang.

And when the Sword Demon's name was called out, the crowd was in an uproar.

In Yuanfu Palace, the face of the old master changed slightly, he led everyone out of the palace, raised his head and asked, "Did Hero Chu pass by Maoshan?"

Although some disciples under his sect were admitted to Fengdu, he would not naively think that the sword demon would come to congratulate him on this achievement!
"Passing by? How can there be such a coincidence." The sword demon chuckled, and his clear voice immediately spread throughout the entire Maoshan Mountain: "I am ordered by the Holy Maiden of Montenegro to congratulate Mr. Qin on his appointment and send congratulatory gifts."

As soon as this word comes out.

The whole place was silent.

The eyes of countless people focused on Qin Yao one after another.

Qin Yao was dumbfounded, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Xiaozhuo...

Play this big?

"Chong!"

While he was in a daze, a beam of light suddenly flew out from the sleeve of the Sword Demon, and was inserted deeply in front of the Yuanfu Palace amid Qingyue's sword cry. It was a long sword with a jade handle...

"Shangqing Jingzhenyu target sword!!!" Behind the old head, an elder couldn't help but rushed out, shouting involuntarily.

In an instant, everyone who knew the origin of the sword was stunned.

Including the old head who didn't change his face when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.

"The congratulatory gift has been delivered. Congratulations to Mr. Qin for joining Fengdu." The sword demon laughed, stretched out his hand and patted the head of the golden-winged roc, and the divine bird flew into the sky immediately: "Farewell, farewell..."

Everyone watched the sword demon fly away, and there was a long silence.

"Qin Yao, this sword is a sacred object that I have lost in Maoshan for a long time." The old master said with a complex expression.

"I understand, I understand, it should be returned to the original owner, Maoshan." Qin Yao nodded and said, but suddenly thought of Xiaozhuo's stealing of Xuan Mizhu...

Shushan can't look down on its own peerless treasures, isn't Maoshan like no one's land to Xiaozhuo?

Grass.

Couldn't Xiaozhuo stole this sword in the first place?
"I'm very relieved!" The old head let out a long breath, and turned to look at the Maoshan high-level people: "Have you heard it all? Now there are still people who have objections to Qin Yao's chief title?"

The high-level people were speechless, with different thoughts.

The old master waved his hand and pulled out the fairy sword that was deeply inserted in the ground. He paused for a moment, and couldn't help asking Qin Yao: "Qin Yao, what is your relationship with the Saintess of Montenegro?"

Before the words were finished, nearly a thousand people present looked at Qin Yao in unison, every face was full of curiosity!

(End of this chapter)