Jiuhua Xianzong

Silent.

In the hall, there was an eerie silence. There are 36 golden dragon pillars standing in the hall, and the dragon's head jumps out of the top of the pillars, staring with eyes wide open, extremely ferocious.The curtain, as bright as clouds, is woven with the pattern of proud and holy Suzaku.The floor of the red carpet was as soft as cotton, and when footsteps landed on it, not a single sound could be heard.

On the high steps, a tall figure was half lying on the cloud bed, resting his head with his hands and closing his eyes.

Looking at the familiar face, Mo Bule's eye circles were red again, even though there was no sound at all under his feet, he couldn't help but lighten his steps, tiptoe to the steps, knelt down gently, without saying a word.

"The play was good."

After touching for about half an hour, Cheng Baimei slowly opened his eyes, his eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were like stars, his eyes were restrained, sharp but not piercing.

Mo Bule didn't raise her head, hummed and laughed a few times, and then said bravely: "Master knows the truth, this disciple has embarrassed you."

"I don't have any face to lose. Didn't you say that if you take the second place without face, no one will dare to take the first place. With a proud disciple like you, what else should I have to face? " Cheng Baimei snorted coldly.

Mo Bule is sweating profusely, Master has seen all his feelings from his every move after entering Jiuhua Immortal Sect.

"Master..."

He raised his head, and was about to say hello to him with a smile on his face, when suddenly he saw two smears of white, his heart felt sour, and he lost all rogue thoughts.

"Master, your temples...why are they all white?"

Cheng Baimei's face is still the same as it was more than a hundred years ago, but he has black hair with white ends and silvery snow, which makes his eyes dazzled and distressed.

The master is already a cultivator of dissolving emptiness, so according to common sense, there is no problem in returning to youth, even if you want to maintain your majesty, there is no need to let your temples be gray and youthful. This happens because of something wrong with his cultivation, or because of an injury that cannot be healed.

"If it's white, it's nothing to do with you." Cheng Baimei's expression was cold and indifferent, with impatience in his eyes, "I asked you to come back, not to make you kneel, get up."

"Yes, Master..." Mo Bu Le got up helplessly, since I haven't seen him for more than a hundred years, Master is still like this, so can't you be a little more excited?

Just when he stood up straight, a black light suddenly landed in his hand, Ding Qing saw that it was a waist card made of chilling Xuanyu, with the word "Luoxia Palace" on the front and the word "First Disciple" on the back.

Mo Bule's hands trembled immediately, and he almost threw the waist card back. At any rate, he remembered that this behavior was too disrespectful to the master, so he quickly grabbed the waist card to death, and then said with a mournful face: "Master, the responsibility of the first disciple, The disciples have narrow shoulders and weak strength, so they can't bear it."

"You are the founder of this seat, the first disciple, if you don't take the responsibility, who will take it?" Cheng Baimei sneered, "I regret it now, don't ask me to be my teacher at the beginning."

It was too late to regret who was the one who pestered him so hard to learn from him now that he knew how powerful he was.

"Who knew back then, master, you could turn salty fish over..." Mo Bule muttered quietly.

Cheng Baimei's eyes were like lightning, and he shouted: "What did you say?"

Mo Bule quickly put on a smiling face, and said, "Master will enjoy immortal blessings forever, and great luck will be as good as heaven."

"roll!"

Well, the master’s fate is like a mountain, so let’s get out, Mo Bule quickly put down his waist card, and ran out in a hurry, making up his mind to take this opportunity to run as far as possible, it’s best to run back to Qingyang Mountain, anyway, the master will also pay a visit After that, although the gray hair makes people feel distressed, he is obviously full of energy and in good health, so he has nothing to worry about.

"little bastard……"

Cheng Baimei saw through his thoughts at a glance, and was almost annoyed. He thought that Mo Bule's temper had been worn down by the suffering of more than 100 years, but he was still so slippery in the end.If you want to slip, there is no door.

With a flick of his sleeves, a whirlwind wrapped the piece of chilling black jade belt, and chased Mo Bule out of the main hall, and then sent him and his belt into a cliff cave in the abbot's North Peak.

Mingjing stood outside the hall, his mouth was ruthless, in fact he didn't leave, he was waiting outside for Mo Bule to come out, he never expected that he would come out, but he came out wrapped in a whirlwind, look carefully, where is What whirlwind, it was clearly Jian Gang, was shocked for a moment, and hurried into the hall.

"Master, brother, he..."

"Punish him to contemplate on Bitter Cliff for ten days." Cheng Baimei said coldly.

Mingjing was stunned, and was punished to go to the painstaking cliff when he first arrived, thinking about his mistakes, why did the senior brother offend the master?

"I have already given him the title card of the first apprentice. You go and announce it, and then lead all the disciples in the palace to the torture hall to receive ten lashes. You, thirty lashes."

Mingjing's face suddenly turned bitter, and no one's feelings could escape punishment.Knowing that the master was dissatisfied with the behavior of the brothers who made things difficult for Mo Bule in front of the palace gate, he didn't dare to intercede, so he had to accept orders and leave.

boom!

In the cave of Bitter Cliff, Mo Bule fell headfirst to the ground and fell completely dizzy.

Boom!

The Hanxin Xuanyu waist plate hit him on the forehead, flicked it, and fell to the ground again, making a crisp sound.

"Master, you did it on purpose!"

Rubbing his forehead, Mobu Le got up from the ground with eyes full of stars, and rushed towards the entrance of the cave. A gentle force blocked the entrance of the cave, and bounced him back abruptly. Split into eight petals.

So, when you can't make sense, you can only talk about fists, and when you can't even talk about fists, the end will be the same as he is now, except for sadness, it is still sadness.

Picking up the Hanxin Xuanyu waist card, I couldn't help but sigh, "It's a hot potato, it's not good if you don't pick it up, the master does things too freely, since he must be the first disciple, not to mention helping him, the senior brother, to save face, at least it's okay." Don't lose face to him, is there a senior brother who was locked up on the first day?

Originally, his cultivation was not as good as that of a human being. Didn’t you see that even the sweeping boy at the foot of Fangzhang Mountain is a great consummation of Qi? Willing to obey him.

Mo Bule pinched his waist card and thought about it. To be a prestigious and convincing senior brother, he has no hope in this life. It seems that he can only follow a crooked path to the end and become the most shameless senior senior brother in history. Asking yourself is still very competitive, if someone is willing to compete with him.

Don't say that Mo Bule is here to plan his future goals in the midst of suffering, but say that Luo Gong Xia Nei is already in an uproar.

"What? Let that shameless guy be our senior brother? No, absolutely not..."

"That's right, low cultivation, lack of courage, and deceit. How can you be a big brother with this kind of character?"

"Don't accept it, we don't accept it..."

Mingjing was dizzy from the quarrel, and couldn't help but angrily said: "Why are you arguing? I accept it. What are you dissatisfied with... Hurry up and go to the punishment hall to receive your punishment."

As he said that, he flew to the execution hall immediately, but he was stopped again before flying far.

"Junior Brother Ming, we are willing to accept the punishment, but this matter must be made clear. Although that guy once shared hardships with the Palace Master in the Medicine King Sect, but based on this alone, he is not qualified to be the first disciple... It is not that we want Disobeying the Palace Master's order, I really don't want to be laughed at by others, especially those people from Qingyun Palace..."

A mature and prudent sword cultivator stepped forward. Wang Yesheng, Yuanying's initial cultivation base was much higher than Mingjing's. Not only his cultivation base was high, but his qualifications were also high. Xiagong disciple, if it is not for the lack of potential and the delay in comprehending the sword intent, he is more qualified to be the first disciple than anyone here.

"Senior Brother Wang, don't worry, senior brother is not that bad, everyone will wait and see..." Mingjing supported Mo Bule, although there was still a bit of guilt in these words, but thinking about it, even Su Liuxian suffered from Mo Bule's mouth , he still had some expectations, anyway, from the beginning, he didn't expect Mo Bule to do it, Luoxia Palace, there is no shortage of people who can move, but one who can move his mouth.

"But……"

"Brothers, if you don't believe me, don't you even believe the Palace Master?" Ming Jing became serious.

The lord of the first palace, how could he take the first disciple as a trifling matter.

The sword cultivators were silent. To be honest, they didn't believe it. Cheng Baimei, the palace lord, came out too abruptly, and he didn't come out very often on weekdays. Mingjing was the one who came forward. The prestige in his heart may be higher than that of Cheng Baimei.

But these words can only be kept in his heart, and he can't say it clearly. Mingjing will definitely lose his face if he says it clearly. His admiration and love for the palace master can be seen by himself.

"Okay, just as you said, we will wait and see..."

As long as Mo Bule did something to smear Luoxia Palace, all of them would launch the impeachment of the first disciple and hand it over to Master Chang Hua directly.

Mingjing wiped off her cold sweat, and finally got it done temporarily.

Thanks to the deep blue Capricorn, the seeker, Tianque for the reward