Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

The sky has four legs, and the earth has four continents.

In the east is Dongdao Liaojizhou, in the west is Xilu Zhengwuzhou, in the south there is Nanjiang Yukongzhou, and in the north is Beiyu Taichongzhou.

Among them, the "Pillar of Optimus", the foot of the sky in Zhengwuzhou, is full of aura, and only Xianzong is eligible to live in the foot of the sky.

The so-called three thousand sects are sects, and three thousand sects are immortal sects.

All the monks cultivating immortals sharpened their heads and squeezed into the Xianzong, longing for the rich resources of the Optimus Pillar and the overturning master.However, there are so many Xianzong disciples, it is not easy to get ahead.

Zhengwuzhou Zhengdao giant, Zhengyang Xianzong, a gathering of heroes.

In order to select outstanding talents, every 360 days, there will be a meeting of the whole sect, and everyone in the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, whether it is the immortal master or the introductory disciple, has the opportunity to participate in it.

All the positions of Immortal Lord, Immortal Venerable, and Immortal Monarch have tokens of different levels in their hands.If there is an introductory disciple who is close to the eye, you can give him the token and take it under his command.

Although there is such a good opportunity, because Zhengyang Xianzong has so many heroes, it is still very difficult to worship Xianzun and Xianjun as teachers.

Therefore, as the day of the meeting of the whole sect approached, the disciples were all gearing up, and they were even more excited when they were nervous, planning to show their skills in front of everyone.

But today, apart from looking forward to finding a mentor, all the disciples have another kind of excitement.

It's because they heard that today the Immortal Lord's Legacy wants to worship Immortal Lord Feng Zhaoming as his teacher.On the occasion of the meeting of the whole sect, a ceremony of apprenticeship is held.

Immortal Lord Legacy!

The only son of the Immortal Master Dongkun and the only heir of the Wangwozun clan.

The little prince who was soaked in blood by the immortal Feng Zhaoming traveled thousands of miles, painstakingly retrieved him, and carefully protected him.

Even if it is unfortunate today, if he is not favored by Xianzun Xianjun, he will not be able to become a core disciple.

But it is worth it to be able to see the son of the fairy lord from a distance!

Zhengyang Xianzong, inside Wangqing Peak.

With the help of Shuangye and Shenhua, Qianqing puts on a red and white robe, which is exactly the same as that worn by Feng Zhaoming.

This robe looks upright and solemn, but it is actually light and flexible, and it fits close to the body without any sense of impatience.

Moreover, the material of the robe is special, and the material of the robe is easy to pass through spiritual power.Walking in a place with dense spiritual power like the top of Optimus Pillar is particularly enjoyable.

Of course, this robe is also very precious. If it weren't for the legacy of the Immortal Master, none of the core disciples would be worthy of such clothing.

Qian Qing didn't know that this thing was special, he let others dress up and kept silent.After putting on the robe, she turned to Shuangye and asked, "Is there something in this clothes?"

Shuang Ye said: "Yes, young master. The cuffs of this robe are equipped with the magical power of 'Sleeve Universe', which can hold treasures, spirit stones, and even animal pets."

"There's no need for pet pets," Qian Qing said, "Let Amao stay here to recuperate for a few more days. You bring that gang."

Shuang Ye heard the words, said without further ado: "Yes."

Turning around, he was about to fetch the pieces of Gang Mao placed beside Qian Qing's pillow, but Qian Qing stopped him: "Wait."

Frost Leaf stopped immediately.

"I'll do it myself." Qianqing stepped forward and sat on the edge of the bed.

Then I saw the shattered sapphire stone, showing burnt black.

It seemed even more miserable than before.

Qianqing frowned tightly, her fingers hesitated to touch it, but she didn't dare to drop it.

Needless to say, Qianqing also knew why she took good care of it. In just a few days, the scorched marks on the shank became more obvious.

Because after all, this is just an ordinary piece of jade, and in Qianqing's dantian there is a sun beast with a pure physique, through the fingertips, subtly corroding this fragile piece of gangue.

Every time Qianqing touches it, it burns down.So ever since Qianqing found out, she hesitated and seldom touched it.

His fingers were tense in the air, for a long time, he sighed, turned and left.

Go to the destination of today's apprenticeship ceremony.

Every 360 days, Zhengyang Xianzong will usher in an extremely lively meeting of the whole sect.

Before dawn, many disciples and monks gathered together. Under the leadership of the team leader monk, they separated and gathered at the foot of Xuanxie Peak.

Xuanxie Peak is located on the east side of Zuowang Peak and west side of Jueding Peak. There is a hall named Xuanxie Hall on it.

This Xuanxie hall is majestic and magnificent, and there are powerful people in the hall to display their magical powers and expand their space.No matter how many monks enter, it can be accommodated.

It's just that this supernatural power consumes an astonishing amount of spiritual power, so Xuanxie hall will only be opened on major festivals, such as martial arts performances and the meeting of the whole sect.

When it was dawn, there were monks flying up with their swords one by one, in an orderly manner.

Among them, a young monk couldn't hide his joy, and whispered to the male cultivator in front of him: "Brother, after entering the Xuanxie Hall, we will go to find Immortal Puzhizhang. This immortal has a gentle temperament and is good as a teacher. Not only He is the one who is most willing to accept disciples among the several immortals, and every monk who is accepted by him can get his guidance."

The male cultivator in front said: "What the younger brother said has merit. However, the rest of the disciples probably agree with the two of us. At that time, the direction of Pu Zhizhang Xianjun will be crowded, and it will be even more difficult to stand out. And Pu Zhizhang Xianjun's disciples Too much, although everyone can get guidance, but Xianjun's energy is limited, and if it is shared, the teaching time that falls on the individual is much less."

The young monk agreed deeply, and nodded: "It is so-called that if there is a gain, there must be a loss, of course."

"Well. Junior brother, if you don't consider other factors, which immortal monarch do you most want to worship?"

"Me? I admire Xianjun Feng Zhaoming the most. He is powerful in combat and has a good character. Before Fengxianjun was busy looking for the legacy of the fairy master, he never accepted disciples. Now that he has finally found the young master, Fengxianjun can finally relax. , I don’t know if we will recruit more disciples this year.”

"That's right, junior brother majors in the way of swordsmanship, and the way of fighting will includes the way of swordsmanship. It would be a great blessing to be taught by Lord Feng."

"What about you, brother?"

"I admire Immortal Monarch Diaozhuo even more. Although it is rumored that he has a violent personality, is upright, and is fierce to others. However, he is in charge of the Xianghe Peak, which is dedicated to torture. No matter how difficult the enemy is, he can pry his mouth open. Only Immortal Monarch Diao Zhuo is willing to do such a hard work. He has worked tirelessly to serve the Immortal Sect. I really admire such a diligent attitude."

"Shun Zhong Xianjun is also very good. He has strict conditions for accepting apprentices. He not only considers aptitude, but also considers the disciple's character. Once he is accepted as a disciple, he will work hard and devote himself to cultivating him. It's just that he majors in medicine, which is different from my cultivation. Contrary, not for me."

The two disciples talked in a low voice and gradually flew away.

Time is like water, flowing slowly.

At noon, all the disciples of Zhengyang Immortal Sect gathered in Xuanxie Hall.

After a while, I heard someone say loudly:

"The Clumsy Immortal has arrived—"

A gust of cold wind blew from the entrance of Xuanxie Hall, all the monks shook their heads and looked back.

Then I saw a monk in silver robes with a majestic face and a serious look.The silver-robed cultivator hung a hexagonal snowflake token on his waist, step by step, clang clang, as hard as steel, and walked towards the column of the Immortal Monarch.

"This is the Diaozhuo Xianjun who is in charge of Xianghe Peak!"

"He is very good at extracting confessions from prisoners. No matter how stubborn the criminals are, they will be defeated in front of him."

"Xianjun is tough, you have to be careful, don't provoke him."

"..."

Each of the disciples can either hear their voices through their ears, or talk in a very soft voice, but there are so many disciples, and when they are connected together, the Xuanxie Hall is buzzing loudly.

But soon, another fairy entered the arena. His majestic spiritual power caused all the disciples to shut up at the same time and look at the gate in astonishment.

Then I saw a monk in a red and white robe, with an elegant appearance and a solemn face.

The eyebrows on the face are vermilion, like a half-faced yin-yang fish.

Its movement is high, like the sun and menstruation passing through the sky, and its stillness is like a river moving on the ground.

The vast spiritual pressure, like a mountain, like a tsunami, is unstoppable, sweeping all directions.

This red-robed monk walked slowly, his clothes fluttered, his expression was still, and he looked like a fairy.

The sound transmission disciple was stunned for a while before he came to his senses and said loudly:

"Immortal Feng Zhaoming has arrived—"

Many disciples saw Feng Zhaoming for the first time, and were overwhelmed by the demeanor of the Immortal Sovereign, and murmured: "Is this the most powerful Immortal Feng Zhaoming in Zhengwuzhou?"

"No wonder Feng Jun enjoys such a great reputation."

"Seeing you today, it really lives up to its reputation!"

At this moment, a refined man stepped into the Xuanxie Hall leisurely, side by side with another tall monk.

Both of them were dressed in apricot yellow robes.

One of them said softly: "Feng Jun, Xian Jun Diao Zhuo, you came early."

It was Pu Zhizhang, the immortal king.

Not long after, eight immortals entered the hall one after another.

In the Xuanxie Hall, someone was talking in a low voice, and there was a constant hum.

At this point, however, all conversations ended spontaneously.

The disciples present straightened their waists and looked in a certain direction at the same time.

We all know that in a short time, the three immortals will be born in the Immortal Hall and moved to the Xuanxie Hall.

Spring is Qingyang, summer is Zhuming, autumn is Baizang, and winter is Xuanying.

Qingyang Immortal, Baizang Immortal, Xuanying Immortal.

In addition to the deceased Immortal Lord Dongkun, these four legendary monks who once left a deep impression on Zhengwuzhou will appear here, select outstanding juniors, and pass them on from generation to generation...

Optimus Pillar, the second stage, nine tunes and eight passes.

Jiuqubaguan is located at the junction of the second and third stages of Optimus Pillar.Miasma is lingering here all the year round, and the terrain is complicated. Ordinary monks will get lost soon if they enter it.Therefore, when low-level monks see the entrance of Jiuqubaguan from a distance, they should leave quickly and not enter.

In this labyrinth-like nine bends and eight passes with complex terrain, there is a wooden house, built in a hidden place, so simple and inconspicuous as if it blends into the heaven and the earth.

There are three monks in this cabin.

A female nun in a white robe and a little girl with red braids.

There was also a young monk lying on the bed, talking vaguely.

The young monk was trembling all over, and a blue light flashed faintly in his throat, like a dragon and a tree.

A layer of frost formed on the skin all over his body, and a chill radiated from his lungs.

It was clearly still summer at this time, but all the pillars in the wooden house were icy from the astonishing coldness.

The little girl with the red string on her head shuddered and said, "Master, save brother Lin quickly."

"Pei'er, you don't know, this Lin Zichu..." The slender woman in white robe sighed, and said, "This kid is so stupid, he... he actually gave that thing to others, don't you know, this is Is it fatal?"

The little girl said anxiously: "Master! Master, don't sigh, think of a way!"

"I have used silver needles to seal the violent spiritual power in his body, but the effect of stopping it is very small, and it cannot resist the upward movement of his pulse points." The white-robed female cultivator frowned and said: "...just see this time, his pulse points will go up." Where did it move to. If it is too high, I am afraid this child will not live long..."

The little girl let out an 'ah' and turned to look at Lin Zichu.

He saw this person's complexion was as pale as paper, trembling all over, as if he was enduring endless torture.

He kept saying something in his mouth.

She leaned forward to listen carefully.

I heard two words vaguely, but they were not so clear.

It's like 'Ah Ching' or something.