Ghost Net Three: Peering into Immortals [Sword Three]

Hearing the turning point in the story, Liu Lehan forgot her identity and the other party's identity for a moment, and was completely hooked in, "Did Elder Zhuo accept her?"

Speaking of which, she is also of Jinxu's lineage, and Zhuo Fengming is her master in Chunyangzhong.

Before the Taoist could answer, a little boy popped out from the side at some point, with a scarlet mark on his forehead, a one-horned pigtail, and a pair of slender eyes that turned up, but he didn't look charming, but rather cold.

The white crane that was pacing by the non-fish pond when he came was gone.

Hearing them telling stories, the little boy hurried over to join in the fun, "Taoist is in a good mood today, why should I be..."

Before the end of the sentence, the Taoist glanced at him indifferently, and the little boy stopped talking, turned to Liu Lehan and said: "...When she came to Chunyang Mountain Gate, in fact, Elder Zhuo couldn't make a decision on this matter."

Liu Lehan wondered: "Why? Isn't Elder Zhuo the acting head? Even the acting head can't decide?"

The little boy nodded, the Taoist closed his eyes, and listened to the childish voice of the child speak for him.

It snowed heavily that year, and there was a thin figure kneeling in the snow at the gate of Chunyang Mountain, and the disciple in charge of the gate was standing in the snow with an umbrella, in a dilemma.

——This girl looked so weak, and then fainted from the cold after a while, and it was spread that they treated ordinary people without martial arts with pure masculinity, wouldn't that be bad luck?Besides, who knows if she came to touch Ci'er.

But this girl came up and said that she must worship Elder Zhuo as her teacher. Elder Zhuo is Chunyang's acting head now.

In the end, he could only let his companion go in to report, and he stood guard here so as not to make any mistakes.

The rivers and lakes are dangerous, so beware of being plotted by others.Regardless of his young age, his brain is bright.

Thinking of this, he tried to persuade him: "Girl, it's freezing cold, you are no better than us, and at least you can still keep out the cold. You won't be able to stand kneeling like this."

This girl was young, but when she got up, it was more headache than the horses that the coachman could not feed in winter. She stared intently at the steps leading to the mountain, and said resolutely: "If Elder Zhuo doesn't accept me, I won't get up."

He has a real headache.

"Elder Zhuo doesn't accept disciples easily, not to mention Elder Zhuo, even Master Yu Rui's disciples in recent years are all first-class immortal roots. If you want to enter Chunyang, as long as someone is willing to accept you, help them first. You just need to lay a good foundation. As the saying goes, it’s up to the master to lead you in and practice yourself.”

The girl pursed her lips and frowned.

The little Taoist sighed helplessly.

It seems unreasonable.It's as if the girl doesn't understand human speech.

After waiting for a long time, there was finally a sound in the mountain gate.

"Master..." The little Taoist raised his head, originally he thought that the elders would definitely not care about these trivial matters, it must be his junior brother who came back to his life, but when he saw the person coming, he suddenly froze.

"Shen... Brother Shen?"

The visitor was dressed in an ordinary Taoist robe, which could not hide his Xiao Su aura at all.Everyone obviously wears the same clothes, but he can wear them differently.

The weather was really cold. He was wearing a pure white cloak with blue and white patterns locked on the edge, and the flowing clouds meandered.

All the way down, the cloak dragged long marks on the snow all the way, and the ring around the waist made a nice sound.

The little Taoist quickly came back to his senses, and said in a low voice, "This is Senior Brother Shen, the chief disciple under Elder Zhuo's seat. You've got something to do—it's also very good to recognize Elder Zhuo as your ancestor."

To say it in a low voice, in fact, it doesn't make much difference to practitioners like them.

Now that Elder Zhuo didn't directly refuse, and sent his disciples out, the little Taoist priest understood a little bit.

The origin of this Shen Lingfeng is complicated to say, no one in Chunyang had seen him before, and then he suddenly appeared, saying that he was the disciple of Elder Zhuo, who had been traveling for many years, and now he wanted to come back and settle down for a few years.Moreover, the elders of Chunyang regard him very highly, so the other disciples dare not criticize him anymore.

In this way, he is the most respected person under the acting head, and he is quite popular in his daily affairs. After a long time, everyone is used to accepting him.

Besides, Shen Lingfeng has a very deceptive face.

Although many Taoist priests on this mountain are not bad in appearance, compared with him, it always makes people feel that something is missing.The lack of this thing is not on the skin, but on the temperament, or to describe it a little better, in the bones.This is something that makes people feel that they can't catch up no matter what.

gap!This is the gap!

Seeing him walking towards them step by step, the little Taoist bowed slightly to show respect.He has not been a beginner for a long time, and now he can only be a disciple who is responsible for opening and closing the door, and temper himself well.

To his surprise, the little girl beside him stood up abruptly, almost knocking over the bamboo umbrella in his hand.

The little Taoist stabilized his bamboo umbrella, feeling a little blaming, but he couldn't get angry in front of Shen Lingfeng, "Cough, what are you doing, little girl, Senior Brother Shen wants you to be..."

"I won't be his apprentice!" The girl interrupted him, her eyes widened, and she roared angrily.

Under the thick clothes, his chest heaved violently, and he looked a little angry.

Hey, young people nowadays are so angry?

"...I see that you are quite energetic. Just now I was standing with you in vain." The little Taoist gritted his teeth, and let her fend for herself if he knew it earlier.

Shen Lingfeng was not annoyed, but raised the corners of his lips playfully, "Why? Is there something... that makes the girl particularly dissatisfied?"

The girl's face flushed red.

She didn't look at Shen Lingfeng, but said to the little Taoist priest beside her: "What did you do! I asked you to send a message to Elder Zhuo, but you found him! I just don't want to be his disciple!"

The little Taoist broke down, "I've been wronged! Be someone who has no temper, forget it if you don't want to, go home and have dinner before the snow closes! Also, what are you, you, my name is Fang Lian!"

The girl didn't seem to hear his last words, "I... I didn't say I wouldn't enter Chunyang! But I want to be Elder Zhuo's disciple, I won't be his disciple!"

"Why are you so stubborn, girl? You can't do this or that. Ordinary people can't be so lucky. Brother Shen is willing to accept you. Elder Zhuo is your ancestor. Isn't it just as convenient for you to let him teach you Kung Fu!"

She simply broke the jar, "I'm still stubborn, I want to enter Chunyang, and I don't want to be his disciple!"

Fang Lian was so annoyed that women were a nightmare. He thought he would turn to Quanzhen in the future, but he had to solve this problem first, "Why do you want to enter Chunyang? You have no foundation, go Isn’t it good to learn how to dance in Xiufang? If not, you can go to the next door of Xiufang and learn how to forge iron! I don’t believe you can die of starvation with pure yang.”

"Why are you so ungrateful! Do people live to not starve to death? Which elder's disciple are you?" The girl retorted plausibly.

"??? You still want to sue? Can I tell you that my master is the elder Shangguan? Then tell me, what is your lofty pursuit? Why do you insist on entering Chunyang?" He was completely convinced. If she comes in, Chunyang will never have a peaceful day in the future, and he will never have a good life.

"Because someone in Chunyang owes me..."

"Money." Shen Lingfeng interrupted her, and calmly continued, "I owe this girl money."

Fang Lian's eyes straightened, "I owe money? Brother Shen owes others money?"

Still a little girl?This kind of thing sounds like the Oriental sword demon Xie Yunliu galloping on the mountain road riding a sand sculpture, it is as unimaginable as it is.

"This..." This is really beyond the scope of his cognition, he just wants to beg God to throw him a sword now, explode his aura, take him away from serious injuries, and save him from embarrassment rescued from the situation.

It happened that Shen Lingfeng asked her jokingly: "You want to enter Chunyang so much, do you plan to practice Qizong or Jianzong?"

As soon as the words fell, the girl roared: "I want to cultivate Jianchun! My dream is to chase after Qichun's ass and explode the aura! Taixu Sword Intent, invincible in the world!"

"..." Fang Lian sprayed a mouthful of old blood on the snow, covered his heart, and tremblingly raised his head to glance at the mercy sword in Shen Lingfeng's hand.

The long sword is merciful, and the sheath is lovesick.

This is the magic sword of Zixia school.

Fang Lian looked at the sky, and the snowballs fell down, and he suddenly wanted to sigh that life is so mysterious.

This girl came here to kick the gym when she was full, right?

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The second update!Love you guys, good night, let's meet again tomorrow!