Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

From their conversation, Cheng Yuzhi learned that he was "figured out" by the elders, that is, the legendary "destined" disciple of the Xuantian Sect.

No wonder someone rushed to pick him up before the list was announced.

Cheng Yuzhi still couldn't figure out one thing: "Excuse me, what is the basis for the calculated disciples? You can't just rely on the distribution of heaven."

Senior brother and senior sister looked at each other again, senior brother tsk tut.

The senior sister said: "Actually, there is nothing that cannot be said."

She said: "The elders figured out that your marriage is in our sect. The strong marriage is inseparable. Moreover, you are also one of my sect's disciples. With the addition of two rights, you will naturally be included in the early release list."

After all, the senior brother winked at him: "Junior Brother Cheng, remember to seize the opportunity."

Cheng Yunzhi was stunned.

He never thought it would be such a "chance"!

The elders who co-authored the future sect...are all Yuelao who descended to earth and Hongniang reincarnated?

Why is it different from the Sword Cultivator Sect in his memory?

When it comes to marriage, Mr. Cheng is not troubled.

He sat up straight, quite interested: "It's gratifying to be able to calculate the disciple's marriage...I mean, is this marriage sure to be possible?"

The senior brother said: "That's not necessarily true. The destined marriage may also be cut off. It is not impossible to be alone for the rest of your life. Everything depends on human effort."

Cheng Yuzhi heaved a sigh of relief: "Is there an accurate candidate?"

When he said this, the figure of his former husband flashed in his mind.

I thought of the tall man in snow, standing in front of the half-open window sill.

The moonlight passed by, and he looked sideways, with long hair hanging down.

Cheng Yuzhi sighed lightly, if they hadn't revealed their true colors later, they would probably be fine now.

In this way, he will soon be able to get out of the current predicament and enter a new stage of life!

He doesn't intend to get married, but at least let him see what that person looks like?

Brother; "Surely you can't tell us, after that, it's a secret, don't let it out."

As he spoke, he stood up, crossed the roof of the cabin of the boat, and pointed far away.

"Junior brother, that's our sect! We're here."

Cheng Yuzhi held down the railing of the spirit boat, turned around and looked in the direction he pointed.

When I first saw it, there was only a thick fog, covering the surrounding scenery; until the spirit boat approached, the thick fog parted, revealing a wide road in the middle of the clouds.

A corner of the huge sect was revealed from it.

Eighteen main peaks and 81 secondary peaks, like a huge chessboard, cover the whole world.Surrounded by clouds and mist, majestic and majestic.

Those iconic Zongmen halls, against each other, appear extraordinarily delicate and small,

I saw the smooth sword training square passing by, and there was no trace in the blink of an eye.

The spirit boat led them around a little bit, crossed the long steps, and finally landed on a flat stone and brick ground, which happened to be the top of the long steps.

Cheng Yuzhi jumped off the spirit boat and landed on the ground, bringing up a light wind.

He has long sleeves like clouds, fluttering down, with long hair piled on his shoulders and neck, he doesn't look like a traditional sword cultivator disciple of Xuantianzong.

The senior brothers and sisters came down from behind him, one in front and one behind, also standing still.

The senior sister introduced: "This is the three thousand steps of the cloud steps that the disciples have to pass before entering."

Cheng Yuzhi followed her gestures and looked down, only to feel that he saw a thick fog and a cliff.

Those trembling steps are like edges gnawed out by giants, covered by vegetation, and a few exposed platforms can be seen sporadically.

According to reports, there are few places to rest.

After reading it, Mr. Cheng expressed his sincere admiration for his fellow students who hadn't started yet: "It's no ordinary qualification to be able to go up to the three thousand ranks."

The senior brother proudly said: "Exactly. Most of the disciples of the Xuantian Sect came up step by step in this way."

Cheng Yuzhi said euphemistically: "Then if you make a mistake..."

Brother: "It's gone."

Mr. Cheng: "..."

What you said is too scary.

The senior sister turned her head and was speechless for a moment: "What are you talking about later? The disciple who stumbled will naturally be guarded."

That's right, Cheng Yunzhi heaved a sigh of relief, otherwise there might not be all wronged souls under the cliff.

They just waited at the gate for a while, passing by several groups of disciples who had finished their morning classes, and frequently looked at them curiously.

Cheng Yuzhi didn't care about his eyes, just smiled and let them look at him.

Soon, a steward came out and took Cheng Yunzhi to live with the disciples, and introduced him to the most important places for the disciples of the outer sect.

For example, the sword test square, the school, the canteen, and the spiritual pavilion for receiving moon cases.

Seeing Cheng Yuzhi walking away, the brothers and sisters who did not move sighed together.

Seeing each other sigh, they looked at each other for a moment, then looked away at the same time, and walked in another direction.

The snow-colored robe blew past, like the never-clear wind at the foot of Zongmen Mountain.

The senior sister brushed the broken hair by her ears casually, and sighed sadly: "Although I don't know the specific candidate, this marriage is really stronger."

The senior brother was also worried: "Junior Brother Cheng doesn't look like he intends to accept this marriage."

It turns out that it doesn't mean that if there is a marriage relationship, someone will definitely be accepted into the clan.

But this young junior brother, his marriage, this, this is too strong!Even if he doesn't go, I'm afraid he will take the initiative to come to the door...

In front of the house, Cheng Yunzhi raised his hand to cover his forehead, the shallow sunlight was a little dazzling.

In the field of vision is an exquisite courtyard, and there is also an extraordinarily empty courtyard - this makes Mr. Cheng suspect that even if a hundred people dance in it, there will be no problem.

The steward arranged his room in the middle, and told him in advance that a roommate would come to the door soon.

Cheng Yunzhi thanked him, waited for the people to leave, and went in by himself.

The furnishings are quite satisfactory, not much different from his previous residence, even the curtains and beds have been neatly laid out and tidied up, just waiting for the owner to come to the door.

The handsome young man lay down comfortably on the bed, his outer robe was undone, and the bed curtain was half drawn.

Half asleep and half awake, he was still thinking about finding an opportunity to ask if he could see Zitao.

Since the last incident, he has always been ashamed.

Even if Gu Yan said that Zitao was fine, he was not at ease, and wanted to take a look for himself.

He lay on his back on the bed, took out the communication jade slip, and sent a message to Zitao.

Unexpectedly, the other party replied soon!

However, he said that he still had injuries on his body, so it was not easy to come out to see him, so that Cheng Yunzhi could rest assured.

After two more days, come out and bring Cheng Yunzhi to taste the best restaurants and dishes in Xuantianzong City!

it is good!

Mr. Cheng admired him, he is worthy of being a big brother, he is magnificent!

The news was being sent vigorously, he swipe down, and saw the familiar name again.

Gu Yan.

This name firmly occupied the center of the communication jade slip space.

Even if you don't use spiritual power to test it, you can still experience an unparalleled sense of existence.

The spiritual power suddenly fluctuated, and Cheng Yuzhi silently turned over. The last news was still about preparing for a surprise, so there was no more to say.

The spiritual power emitted a faint blue light in his palm, which was quickly extinguished.

In the dark inside of the bed, Cheng Yuzhi put the communication jade slip back into the Qiankun bag, then threw it to the side of the pillow, and didn't care about it anymore.

He lowered his eyelids, letting the sleepiness spread in his head.

He had only woken up not long ago, but he could still feel tired and lack of energy, just like an old well that was about to dry up and was still pumping out water.

He wondered in a daze, when will Gu Yan calm down, and then they meet politely, say goodbye and break up politely?

It's better than it is now.

At that time, what will Gu Daojun say?

Long time no see, still won't let go?

As he pondered, he heard the creaking sound of the door opening from the yard.

Cheng Yunzhi realized that the "roommate" that the steward mentioned had come to the door, and he was probably standing in the yard right now, thinking about which room to live in.

He got up, patted the folds of his plain clothes, walked out slowly, leaned against the door frame, and went to see his new colleague.

Looking at it like this, I was very surprised.

How could Xuantianzong recruit such a young fellow Taoist?

The fellow standing in the yard frowned, seemingly at a loss, grabbing the hem of his clothes with one hand, and reaching for the wooden sword behind his back with the other.

He stood there alone, looking around vigilantly.

The new fellow looked quite young, probably only in his teens, with a wooden sword behind his back, and an indifferent expression.

He was wearing an ordinary Taoist robe, which was a little long and seemed a bit unfit.

The young... or rather young fellow Taoist didn't say a word.

Seeing Cheng Yuzhi walking out of the room, he was obviously taken aback, moved his left foot half a step back, turned around, and walked towards another empty room, as if he didn't intend to make friends with anyone early.

It seems that it is still the age to lay the foundation.

However, since he was a disciple who was recruited by Xuantianzong earlier, his talent is naturally good, so he must be able to be promoted soon.

Seeing him walking in one direction without saying a word, Cheng Yuzhi said softly, "Fellow Daoist, the room over there has been converted into a utility room, and it cannot be used for people."

He is often full of patience with young Taoist friends, perhaps this is also one of the traditions of the teacher.

The thin figure froze and froze in place.

Without turning around or making a sound, she just turned her back to him.

Cheng Yuzhi looked interesting, straightened his body, and wanted to lead him to another empty room.

The handsome young man walked up to him, bent slightly, and said with a smile: "Brother, we will be roommates from now on. My name is Cheng Yuzhi, how dare I ask you your name?"

He had already led the people to the door of the house, and the little fellow Taoist said: "...surnamed Lu, called Lu Mingxi."

Cheng Yunzhi: "So it's fellow Taoist, I'm sorry."

He pushed open the door: "I live on the other side, if you have anything to do, Fellow Road Fellow, feel free to come to me, don't be afraid of trouble."

The furnishings in the house are similar to his, Cheng Yuzhi glanced at it roughly, and knew it in his heart.

Seeing that the little fellow Taoist still didn't speak, he sighed lightly. Thinking about it, it was probably because he was introverted by nature, and he didn't dare to talk more with strangers.

He retreated considerately, rolled up his long sleeves, and left enough room for his classmates: "Then I'll go first."

The moment he turned around, someone behind him shouted inaudibly: "Cheng... Yunzhi."

Cheng Yunzhi turned around in surprise, he didn't expect that the introverted little fellow Taoist would be quite receptive, calling his name so quickly.

He said, "I'm here, what's the matter?"

Fellow Daoist Lu lowered his head and looked at the gray stone brick pattern on the floor.

A small strand of broken hair fell out from his sideburns, but it added a little bit of liveliness.

He whispered: "Nothing...can I call you like that?"

As he said that, maybe because of embarrassment, or for other reasons, Lu Daoyou turned his head and walked quickly to his house.

However, most likely he acted too hastily.

As he rubbed his robe, the wooden sword tied behind his belt suddenly loosened and fell to the ground behind his back.

The wooden sword was fairly light, and only made a small muffled sound.

Cheng Yunzhi didn't mind this little effort, and reached out to help him pick it up, but Daoist Lu himself panicked and wanted to grab the wooden sword.

The two hands met suddenly, Fellow Daoist Xiaolu gave him a panicked look, quickly retracted the wooden sword, and turned his face away.

Cheng Yuzhi still maintained the posture just now, squinting his eyes, looking at him steadily.

The weather is not too cold now, but if you are picked up in a spirit boat from Outland and blown by the cold wind for half an hour, you can indeed blow your hands to this temperature,

But...it's too cold.

It was so cold that it was almost icy cold, as if... not like a living person.

A word came to his mind: "spiritual puppet".