Ascending, Do Not Disturb

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Cheng Yizheng was at the exit of Wenxian Road. He heard the music ringing and jerked back to the direction of Qiyuefeng. The disciples who are with him are so responsive and have some doubts: "What happened to Cheng Yixiong?"

"You are here, I will go back." Cheng Yi toe point, rushing in the direction of the moon peak.

A few disciples were full of fog: "What can make Cheng Yi brother so anxious?"

"Is it difficult for the sister to go out?" said a disciple. "Two years ago, after the sister-in-law took the life-threatening device, she had been shut out and did not know how."

The two men were talking and asked a young man in a ragged shirt on the road. He had his hair scattered and crawled up. The fingers were all mud and bruises, his face was frozen by the winter snow, and his eyes were bright. Scary.

Stepping on the last step, his face smiled and swayed into the snow.

He climbed up and finally climbed up.

Qi Yuefeng.

He walked out of the hole and looked at the snow fluttering outside, exhaling a white breath: "It’s winter again."

"Sister, are you out?" Cheng Yifei came and saw her look relaxed. He said, "Is everything going smoothly?"

"Well?" He nodded and pointed to the distance in the distance. "There seems to be a lot of people there. What's going on in the door?"

"The martial art recruits disciples every ten years. Those are ordinary people who plan to enter Yunhuamen." Cheng Yijian seems to be curious about this incident. "Would you like to see?"

"Yeah." He nodded, and took the gas to the next jump, flying in the direction of asking Xianlu.

Asked at the exit of Xian Road, in addition to Yunhuamen disciples, there are still a few tired and standing, no ordinary people who have been repaired. No matter whether the clothes on them are gorgeous or worn out, no one dares to shout loudly and strive to show their best in front of Yunhua.

"There was a fairy flying over." A teenager in his teens looked up into the air and whispered an exclamation.

Others also looked up and saw a young girl in a green tuxedo coming snow, a blue silk flying in the wind, so that ordinary people who rarely touch the monks usually look blind.

The ragged teenager looked up and learned the appearance of other people, and followed the expression of admiration. He reached out to take care of the dilapidated clothes, opened the hair in front of his forehead, and let the handsome face completely reveal. .

However, the girl did not approach them. She just smiled and smiled in midair and walked towards them for a common age. Then he took a flying sword from the sleeve and stepped on the flying sword.

"The female fairy just now, it looks so good." A teenager wearing a robes and a slightly fat body was only half-turned.

"That is the pro-disciple of our sect. You can show it well. You may have the opportunity to teach her a sister or a teacher." Yunhuamen disciple smiled. "There is still an hour, an hour after the time." The road is closed and the next assessment will be conducted."

"Pro-disciple disciple..." The ragged teenager whispered a word and silently squeezed his fist.

“Why don’t you go down?” Cheng Yi asked, “Are you not curious?”

"I am afraid to go, it will affect their play." 跳 Jumped from the flying sword and stood on the martial arts field. She was brought back directly by Master. Looking at the disciples who were desperate to enter the sect, there was some guilt in my heart.

"It’s really a year and a year, I think more and more thoughtful." Cheng Yi saw several of the same door coming over here, knowing that they came to find the cockroach, busy: "I went to the assessment office to see what If you can help, your second brother will retreat recently, and wait for you to meet Master." After that, don't wait for the reaction, turn around and leave.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to talk to him for a while. It’s really a spiritual disciple who says that he looks at them and thinks they are big and can’t afford to hide. After staying at Yunhuamen for more than a hundred years, he will never understand why, after a woman stays together, which topic can be talked about? What he didn't understand was that they obviously spent a lot of energy on jewelry, hair, chat, etc., and did not fall for a while?

Although most of the time, Cheng Yi has an unspeakable fear of this group of women, but he also hopes that his own younger sisters can be happy, beautiful, and walking in the realm of cultivation.

"箜篌师妹." Ling Hui and a few sisters surrounded him. "There is a lot of water."

When I look at my family from my family, I always take a look at the best-looking mentality of our teachers and sisters. In her eyes, the skin of the white scorpion is called a blown bomb, the apricot eye is called the autumn water, and the black lacquered hair is called the ink dyed blue silk. Anyway, it is good.

"Study of the teacher's sister is long?" Another female disciple said, "This is only two years, is the teacher and sister actually building the fifth-order repair?" Even if it is a seed that is naturally suitable for cultivation, the speed of cultivation is also too fast.

"Sister Shi," a sister said hesitantly. "It takes time to cultivate, but we can't make ourselves too hard. Although we pursue the Longevity Avenue, if we only pursue to live, what is the meaning of the longevity?" She is afraid of 箜篌I only care about cultivation, and I have lost my feelings of five senses. I don’t even have normal emotions. How do I pursue Chengxian Avenue?

For the gods to pity the heavens and the earth, if the ruthless and unintentional can make the avenue, then the stones on the side of the road have already risen up, how can they turn their people to cultivate themselves? Throughout the ages, no one has ever gotten a good end.

"Sisters don't worry, I know." He smiled. She hadn't made progress in her cultivation for the past two months. After thinking for a long time, she finally found the reason. From birth, she lived in the high palace wall and did not touch the outside world. Later, she was brought to Yunhuamen by Master. She has been petted by her brothers and sisters. She only occasionally walked down the mountain and never really touched the "outside".

Haven't seen it, haven't touched it, how can you broaden your horizons?

It is already luck to be able to build a foundation smoothly. But if she stayed in the Yunhua Gate for a long time, when she was a younger sister who was spoiled by her brothers and sisters, she would never have the opportunity to grow up, and it would be impossible to become stronger.

"Ming Hui Shijie, have you gone outside alone?" asked.

"Of course, every of our pro-disciples will go out alone during the foundation period." When it came to this, Linghui paused. "Sister, do you want to go out?" When she went out, she had already lived for thirty or forty. In the year, although her sister was similar to her at that time, she was still young, and she was afraid that she would not agree.

He smiled and didn't speak.

In order to dispel her thoughts, Ling Hui said: "Go, let's go to the Yingying Temple to see how many disciples can be recruited this year."

At the meeting of the Yingying Temple, the disciples who passed the assessment stood in two columns. In order to admire these ordinary people who have not been cultivated, there are several large brass carved lotus cages in the temple, which warm the whole hall.

The head, the peak, and the management are all in the temple. Looking at the twenty disciples, there is no sadness or disappointment. The disciples who passed the examination this year did not surprise them, but they were not too disappointed. The real surprise has been brought back by six years ago.

"What is your name?" Qingyuan pointed to the second, standing teenager on the left.

"The disciple is returning." The young man kneels, his hands raised in front of his forehead, and respectfully worshipped.

"Returning." Qingyuan nodded, "Single Lingen monk, not bad."

"Qingyuan teacher is preparing to accept him as a disciple of Chen Xiafeng?" asked curiously.

The youngsters who were kneeling on the ground moved and moved, and seemed to have no reaction to this sentence.

"No, it's all according to the rules." Qingyuan shook his head slightly. "After a year's assessment, let's talk about these things again." Although Linglingen is rare, there are twenty new introductory disciples present, specializing in the other 19 disciples. not good.

He was relieved and he thought it was better.

"That's it." Yan Yan, who was sitting in the middle, took a cup of tea and said to the management of Wuxingtang. "Take these disciples to rest, let them rest for two days, familiarize themselves with the environment inside the door, and teach them. Getting started with practice."

"Yes." Wuxingtang took up the station and said to the twenty disciples, "You come with me."

Twenty disciples quickly followed the management and carefully looked around. For them, the white and dirt-free floor under the feet surprised them. The flying horses and the swords of the same door made them want to see more.

"Wow!" The fat man in the Chinese costume couldn't help but sigh. "A lot of beautiful fairies."

The new disciples turned their heads, not far from the Baiyu Pavilion, standing a few beautiful female disciples, they are also looking at this time.

"Let me come with me, don't stay here again." The steward took them to the stone steps and walked in the other direction. "They are all disciples of the peaks. You can see them in the future, but you can't be rude."

"The disciple remembered."

The ragged teenager looked back at the pavilion, and in the black eyes, it reflected the white snow.