The whole sect is reborn

"Isn't that okay?"

Zhong Kelian suddenly smiled.

"Be good, don't think so much. You are only ten years old. If you think too much, you will become stupid."

Zhu Fu rubbed his palm and nodded obediently.

"Uh-huh."

At this time, the somewhat heavy atmosphere just now disappeared immediately. Everyone looked at Zhu Fu acting coquettishly with a smile, and then discussed with each other for a while and decided to wait and see if the junior sister would have such a dream again.

If you have this kind of dream for a period of time, you have to pay attention to it.

After a while, when he saw that it was getting really late and Zhu Fu's head was twitching a little bit and he looked very sleepy, Ling Junqian waved his hand and told the disciples to continue resting while he came to keep watch.

Everyone had no objection to this suggestion, so after a few breaths, everyone gradually fell asleep, of course, at least on the surface.

Ling Junqian stood in front of the disciples and couldn't help but glance at Zhong Kelian with worried eyes.

Unbeknownst to others, as the person who picked up Zhong Kelian, Ling Junqian had a profound memory of Zhong Kelian's appearance covered in blood and scars.

Although the child quickly adjusted himself, Ling Junqian didn't think Zhong Kelian would really let go of his past hatred.

The things Xiao Qi said were more like prophecies.

Silently thinking about this matter and the fact that he had lost his head, Ling Junqian simply had no sleep all night and was extremely worried.

On the second day, Zhu Fu was woken up by someone pinching his nose.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was the sixth senior sister Wen Jing who was usually very inconspicuous. Zhu Fu suddenly felt a little surprised.

Sixth Senior Sister Yun Guiyue didn't have such a naughty temper before.

At this moment, Yun Guiyue saw Zhu Fu waking up and asked her to get up and eat with a smile.

Although they experienced the unpleasant incident yesterday, everyone in the Wuji Sect was in a pretty good mood.

"Come and eat! Once you've eaten and drank enough, hurry up and hurry up! We must get to Wujizhou within today!"

"good!"

All the disciples responded in unison. After eating and drinking, everyone almost used their fastest speed without stopping at all.

The fifth senior brother Mu Xingshu, who was the weakest, was almost carried by the third senior brother Mo Huizhen for the last part of the way. Even so, his face was still extremely pale.

However, when they saw the majestic Wujizhou City Gate in front of them, everyone couldn't help but smile.

"finally reached."

Zhu Fu stuck his head out curiously and looked at this strange city.

From Zhu Fu's perspective, he could only see the towering city gate and a section of the gray-brown city wall.

I don’t know what kind of wood the city gate is made of. It exudes a faint gray color. There are dragons and phoenixes carved on it, all of them are lifelike, with a hint of justice and solemnity in their power, as if the high-level mythical beasts are also there.

He bends down to protect the world, and people can't help but feel respectful at the sight of it.

This door was probably painted with a layer of oil, and it was shining in the sunset.

Yes, they ran as fast as they could, but it was already evening when they arrived at Wujizhou. Fortunately, the city gate was still open at this time, which gave them enough time to enter.

However, Zhu Fu discovered that the city gate was closed, but eight small doors were opened below for monks to enter and exit. But the gate was tightly closed, with no intention of opening it.

At this time, Zhu Fu just felt that the door looked a little strange. Since there is such a big door, why can't it be opened completely so that everyone in the queue behind can get in?

At this time, Ling Junqian looked at the door quietly with a slightly sad expression. Once upon a time, their Wuji Sect was the master of this city. At that time, there were hundreds of thousands of Wuji Sect disciples, and they had strange beasts as mounts when they came in and out.

High-level monks can be found everywhere, and everywhere they pass there are eyes of envy and admiration.

This door has always been wide open to Wuji Sect disciples, and there has never been a small door before.

But now it can't be done. The new owner of Wujizhou has opened the gate of Wujizhou by eight small doors and divided the monks into three, six or nine levels.

Now, as the former master, looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar city, Ling Junqian felt emotional for a moment, and it was natural.

However, Zhu Fu, who was somewhat sensitive to other people's emotions, quickly noticed something was wrong with his master.

"Master?"

Awakened by the young disciple's voice, Ling Junqian was stunned for a moment, then patted Zhu Fu's head and smiled slightly.

"It's okay. It's just that Wujizhou is really shocking. No matter when I come, I can't help but be stunned."

Hearing Ling Junqian's words, before Zhu Fu had time to speak, he heard a male cultivator in black clothes in front of him smile disdainfully. He turned around and looked at Ling Junqian from top to bottom with critical eyes.

, and then let out a chuckle of unknown meaning.

"Looking at the dusty appearance of Xiongtai, it seems that he has never seen a city as majestic and majestic as Wujizhou?"

"But yes, not everyone can come to Wuji Continent casually. If the sect conference was not about to be held, my brother would never have the chance to come, right?"

"..."

Zhu Fu quietly stared at the male cultivator's mouth as he spoke, and the throat bones that continued to move as he spoke, with a very focused expression.

If you bite him on the throat at this time and blood splashes everywhere, will this person's mouth be able to be closed?

If nothing else, it’s actually that this man’s voice is so harsh and not pleasant to listen to.

Ling Jun's sharp eyes noticed that the young disciple's eyes were starting to turn red, and he quickly covered her face with one hand, then interrupted with a laugh.

"Yes, yes. We monks from remote areas, if it weren't for the sect conference that was about to be held, we would have never seen such a big city. Unlike fellow Taoists, we must come here often. Looking at you like this, it must be that

I am really envious of such a knowledgeable person. But I have been to Wuji Continent several times, and I always use the small door. My Taoist friend is well-informed, have you ever walked through the gate of Wuji Continent?”

The male cultivator immediately shut up in anger.

Although he prides himself on being much better than the people behind him who have a dusty life and look like country bumpkins who have never seen the world, he has never walked through the gate of Wujizhou.

"Do you think the gate of Wuji Continent is so easy to open? Since there were these eight small doors, in the past 100,000 years, the gate of Wuji Continent has been opened less than a hundred times."

"When is the first time that someone who is not the head of a top-notch family has such qualifications?"

So this person hasn’t passed by either?

So what right do you have to laugh at them?

Seemingly sensing the mockery of Zhu Fu and others, the male cultivator suddenly said angrily.

"Do you think this door can be opened at any time? It is a great honor to see it with your own eyes once. As far as you are concerned, I am afraid that you will never be able to see the door open with your own eyes in your lifetime!"

People really can't talk about it. The moment he said these words, Zhu Fu noticed with sharp eyes that there seemed to be a commotion in the crowd in front.