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The sky and the earth are blue and white, and the surrounded green mountains are close in front of you, but they are as ethereal as fairy islands in the sky.

The white clouds are dense, and the mountain seems to have passed through the sky.The cool breeze in the lush jungle blows slowly, as if it can cleanse people's hearts...

Far from the secular world, there is no hot summer and cold winter here, and it will always stay in the pleasant warm spring.

A group of men and women came from the mountain path and walked through a bamboo forest.This group of men and women were all wearing the same flowing green robes, and they walked in an orderly direction.The leader was a fairy-like old man in white clothes, behind him came out the group of young disciples, followed by a hundred or so children in different costumes.This group of children consisted of males and females, and they all seemed to be about eight years old. They followed behind a group of people cautiously, but looked around more than once.

Walking through the bamboo forest, a group of people seem to have passed through an invisible barrier and entered the real fairy world!

It was still completely uninhabited just now, but after walking a few more steps, the eyes opened up.Disciples dressed in the same way came and went, tall and tall palaces stood in front of them, with white jade steps and red tiles, and a huge four-legged golden tripod carved with white cranes outside the palace.

The fairy air is ethereal, and the majestic building made all the new disciples marvel, and couldn't help whispering in the background.

The older cultivator in the lead looked back at the group of children, "Quiet."

His voice was not loud, and there were dozens of disciples in the distance, but it was heard clearly in the ears of every child, and the group of children settled down immediately.

The monk in white led the group of disciples into the main hall.Stepping over the white jade steps, there are guarding disciples standing next to each of them, each with a solemn expression, brightly dressed, handsome or beautiful.

Walking into the main hall, there are a group of imposing disciples standing in the huge hall.There is also a high ladder in the hall, the head of the sect and the four elders sit high on it, and the master of the eight peaks sits a little lower on it.

A group of children were suppressed one by one by the aura of the high-ranking monks, and they did not dare to take a breath.

Only at the back of the line, a boy in ragged clothes was looking forward to the magnificent scene, and after a while he realized something was wrong, and then hurriedly lowered his head.

The monk in white walked to the audience and stopped, bowed his head and composed, "Disciple Su Yan pays homage to the master!"

The head of the sect looked like an ordinary person in his thirties, with a thin short beard, a handsome face, and an indifferent expression.He swept across a hundred or so young children in the audience, and asked, "Are these all the disciples who started this time?"

Su Yan replied respectfully, "Exactly, a total of 130 of them passed the test this time."

The head master glanced down the stage, waved back Su Yan, and said to the peak master below: "Then, let's start deciding where the disciples will go."

Everyone has been screened layer by layer before entering, and the peak masters are well aware of all the achievements, and the speed of selecting people is also very fast.

Several elders and gods were sitting on the seat, and Chu Yunchen on the elder's seat noticed a gaze looking at him, and turned his head slightly, only to find the little head poking behind the crowd.

When the other party noticed his gaze back, he froze for a moment, then quickly shrank back as if startled.

After staying for a few seconds, the rash boy stretched out his head again, and found that Chu Yunchen didn't look back, so he retracted and obediently stopped looking at him.

All the disciples were quickly assigned to different main peaks, and there was only one person left.

"The masters have already selected the disciples of each peak?" The master's deep voice sounded again.

The eyes of several elders finally fell to the audience, the thin child standing alone in the audience.

All eyes in the hall were on him.The child was wearing a dusty torn clothes, and everyone's eyes didn't make him retreat, showing a shy smile.

It's no wonder that Master Bafeng looked down on this child.Judging from the test results, this child was at the bottom every time, and there were quite a few children below him, but he lost all because of his curiosity and boldness.Moreover, he came from an ordinary background, had no common sense in the realm of comprehension, knew nothing about talisman papers and formations, and had poor comprehension, which was really a bit of a headache.

The grade instincts of this group of children all entered the inner sect, and there were thousands of children who could not enter the front hall, all of them were outer sect disciples who could not enter the threshold of the inner gate.If no one accepts this child, I'm afraid he has only the outer door to go to!

The child glanced at everyone, and then carefully glanced at Chu Yunchen.As if he just realized that the atmosphere in the hall was not right, he silently lowered his head, and the smile on his face disappeared.

The moment Chu Yunchen saw his lonely expression, a premonition flashed in his heart. The feeling appeared suddenly, but disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a lingering heat.He raised his eyes and glanced at the child who was silently waiting for the 'execution', before the headmaster was about to make a decision, he suddenly said, "What's your name?"

The child raised his head abruptly, staring at him with a pair of big black eyes in astonishment.

After Chu Yunchen frowned slightly, he stuttered and said: "Return...Return to Immortal, I, my name is Lu Zhaohan!"

The head of the sect clapped his palms, and glanced at the indifferent Chu Yunchen with a half-smile, "Junior brother, is this going to...?"

Elder Chu and the head of the sect are in the same sect, and they are usually called brothers.Therefore, in addition to the title of elder, Chu Yunchen also has the status of junior disciple who is the head of the sect. In the Tianqing sect, his status is quite high.He is more than 200 years old this year, and he is very talented for a monk in the distraction period.

He has always been a loner, a sword cultivator is like a monk who cultivates the ruthless way.Even the head of the sect he has known the longest can seldom draw his emotions.Therefore, when he asked a few words, people who knew his temper looked at each other, and the head of the sect also had a strange expression.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yunchen nodded after asking, and stopped talking.

Everyone in the hall was silent for a long time, and the child named Lu Zhaohan was full of anxiety.The headman looked at the expressionless Chu Yunchen, coughed lightly, and decided on his whereabouts: "Since none of the Eight Great Peak Masters can accept you, you will return to Dujian Peak and be classified as an outsider of Dujian Peak. Disciple."

Dujian Peak is the main peak that Chu Yunchen is in charge of.Lu Zhaohan's water-type single-spiritual root is acceptable, but compared to Chu Yunchen's lightning-type strange-spiritual root, he is far from qualified to be Chu Yunchen's inner disciple.Dujianfeng disciples are rare, and most of them are free-ranging. Lu Zhaohan was assigned to Dujianfeng, but he was useless compared to other disciples of other peak masters.

But he still responded with a bright smile, followed the disciples behind the other peak masters, and stood beside Chu Yunchen according to the master's instructions.

Should it be said that this child is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, or is he ignorant of the heights of the sky and the earth?

After the crowd gradually dispersed, the sect master looked thoughtfully at Lu Zhaohan bouncing and leaving behind Chu Yunchen, but shook his head dispensably, forgetting this new disciple in a blink of an eye.It wasn't until this scourge became famous again in Tian Qingzong that he wished he could go back to this day, drive this scourge down the mountain, and let him fend for himself!

Besides, on Lu Zhaohan's side, it was unexpected that he could get in touch with Chu Yunchen smoothly.

Chu Yunchen is one of the pillars of this world, and the other is Fan Xuening who will stand out in the next sect general election.At this time, there are still about ten years before the two meet, and Lu Zhaohan still has these years to attack Chu Yunchen.It’s just that in the world of immortal cultivators, ten years is just a blink of an eye. Maybe Chu Yunchen will pass through it casually when he goes back. When he sees him again, he may have already been in love with Fan Xuening, and you and I will marry each other!

Lu Zhaohan followed behind Chu Yunchen, who was walking with a sword, and he grabbed the corner of his clothes.Chu Yunchen didn't speak, and neither did he.The mountains became smaller and the surrounding scenery became blurred. Lu Zhaohan hugged Chu Yunchen's waist.

Chu Yunchen's body suddenly froze for a moment.Chu Yunchen frowned uncomfortably, and looked down at the child who couldn't reach his waist. He was closing his eyes in fear, and tightly wrapped around his waist, as if he was still trembling?

Across the sky, the fierce wind passed by my ears.Lu Zhaohan opened his eyes a little, and secretly glanced at Chu Yunchen.All this was swept away by Chu Yunchen's divine sense, and he had a panoramic view, but he just pretended not to notice it.

He watched for a long time, until the spirit sword fell to the ground, and there was a slight jolt.Lu Zhaohan leaned back slightly, frightened for a moment, and suddenly grabbed Chu Yunchen's hand!

Chu Yunchen put his sword back into its sheath, the spirit sword changed from large to small, and flew back into the scabbard in the afterglow of the sword's shadow.

Before Lu Zhaohan could stand still, he smelled a strong fragrance of flowers.

Looking up, it turns out that there are mountains and plains all over the place, and the Dujian Peak is actually full of peach blossoms!As the breeze passed by, this rich floral fragrance filled the whole sense of smell.

Lu Zhaohan looked innocent.He stared at a pair of aura-filled peach blossom eyes, showed a childish smile at Chu Yunchen, and asked, "Master, is this the Dujian Peak?"

Chu Yunchen gave him a cold look and said, "I'm not your master?"

"Ah?!" Lu Zhaohan said in surprise, "Can't outer disciples call Master?"

Chu Yunchen nodded.Lu Zhaohan asked again: "Then what should I call you?"

Chu Yunchen didn't answer Lu Zhaohan's question, but looked in another direction.

Lu Zhaohan followed him and looked over there.I saw that the place where they were was turned out to be a peach grove on the edge of the cliff, and there was a chain bridge in the opposite direction, leading directly to the opposite mountain.

I saw that the color of the stones in the opposite mountain forest was black, and a stream flew straight down the middle of the mountain, with great momentum, and the sound of the rushing water was like thunder.On the top of the mountain above it, there are many Qionglou towers, and white cranes fly far in the air. The white clouds, cranes and exquisite and luxurious buildings seem to be in the realm of fairy homes!

Shocked by this scene, Lu Zhaohan raised a bright smile and was about to say something to Chu Yunchen, but when he turned around, Chu Yunchen had disappeared! ?

Lu Zhaohan's smile faltered, and suddenly he heard the flapping of wings.When I looked up, I saw a huge crane coming up on the auspicious clouds, and there seemed to be a figure on its back, looking down.

Not long after the crane hovered, it landed, and the figure on its back also appeared.

Sitting on top was a young white-clothed disciple.He jumped off the crane, and came to Lu Zhaohan in a few steps, looked at Lu Zhaohan who hadn't calmed down yet, and smiled, "Are you Junior Brother Lu?"

Only then did Lu Zhaohan come to his senses, nodded and said, "Yes, my name is Lu Zhaohan..."

"I am here to pick you up at the elder's order." The disciple had an elegant demeanor and smiled kindly, but the words he said were somewhat unpleasant.The disciple raised his finger and pointed to the cable bridge, and said: "The disciples who have just entered Dujian Peak must walk across the cable bridge by themselves."

Lu Zhaohan turned his head and glanced at the cable bridge connecting another peak.There was a waterfall in the middle of the long cable bridge, and the momentum of the water made the iron cables sway constantly. The road ahead was blocked by white mist, and the end could not be seen.

Lu Zhaohan stared at the disciple.The other party just smiled gently and made a 'please' gesture towards the position of the cable bridge!