Early the next morning, Emei sent the mountain gate.

"Senior sister, don't worry, senior sister, I will definitely take care of your precious apprentice." Murong Xingyun patted his chest and reassured. But she forgot that she was a woman, this beat, ahem.

The disciples couldn't help but laugh, and even the face of the 10,000-year-old ice cube of condensation frost couldn't help but tremble.

"Master, I'm leaving, take care of yourself, the apprentice will definitely live up to the trust." Zixian knelt on one knee and said in a deep voice.

The group each rode on the phoenix, and the huge wings of the phoenix fluttered a few times and slowly flew into the sky.

Zixian looked back and saw that Condensation Frost was still standing at the gate of Emei Mountain, looking in his direction, like a sculpture. Holding back the tears that were about to overflow, Zixian waved his hand in the direction of his master, squeezing out a smile.

Condensation Frost also smiled and nodded slightly.

The phoenix carried the three of them upward, and after a while, it passed through the clouds and trampled the sea of clouds under their feet.

Master, wait for Xian'er to come back.

Zixian thought of this sentence in his heart, and whispered in Phoenix's ear: "Baby, the target is Wudang Mountain, hurry up and fly, be good." ”

The phoenix roared in response, and then the figure rushed towards Wudang Mountain like a sharp sword. The clouds around him quickly retreated behind him, and the lilac gauze clothes blown by the gang wind hunted and hunted, floating like immortals.

Ling'er and Murong Xingyun's phoenix also quickly followed. It was supposed to be a long journey, but because of the phoenix, it only took half a day to arrive.

Worship the mountain in a proper manner. The Wudang disciples saw that Zixian had an extraordinary temperament, and they didn't dare to slack off, and soon they saw Zhang Sanfeng, the head of Wudang.

"Zhang Zhenren, don't come to harm?" Murong Xingyun greeted his old friend with a smile.

"Sister Murong, has you always been good?" Zhang Zhenren also likes this cheerful and enthusiastic big girl.

"Emei disciple Mo Zixian (Mo Ziling) visits Zhang Zhenren." The two sisters bowed in unison.

"Hurry up, hurry up, come on, watch, serve tea." Zhang Zhenren had a very good impression of these two little girls who were carved in pink, and hurriedly asked the disciples to entertain them.

Zixian thanked Zhang Zhenren for his hospitality and showed him the ring.

"Frost's disciple? The next head of Emei? Zhang Zhenren looked at this little girl like a porcelain doll and was shocked.

Zixian was a little embarrassed by him, nodded shyly, and then explained in detail the intentions of several people.

"Now that I know about it, I can't sit idly by. How is such a reckless act different from an evil sect? Zhang Zhenren slapped the table angrily and stood up.

"Zhang Zhenren, don't be angry, my master just asked Xian'er to inform the various sects about this matter this time, and the specific situation has to be agreed upon by all factions." Zixian said in a deep voice.

Zhang Zhenren sat back in his chair, calmed down, nodded and said, "That's right, the Tianshan Sect tree has deep roots, and it can't be shaken overnight. I will inform my disciples to pay attention to the movements of the Tianshan Sect, and if there is any news, I will notify Emei as soon as possible. ”

"There is Lao Zhang Zhenren." Zixian thanked him.

After another polite gesture, Zixian and several people rushed to the next destination, Shaolin Temple.

The abbot of Shaolin is a fat old man with kind eyebrows, and his attitude is basically the same as that of Zhang Zhenren, both of whom expressed strong condemnation of what the Tianshan faction did, and said that if Emei needs it, Shaolin will help.

There is only one last stop left - the escape. I heard that this Xiaoyao head has a very strange personality, and he doesn't like outsiders to visit, but he is not as good at talking as the heads of the two Shaolin factions in Wudang. And because Xiaoyao has a strange kung fu called Ling Bo Weibu, their disciples have all come and gone without a trace, and there is no way to find out where their sect is stationed in Ling Bo Cave.

Zixian had a headache about this, and it happened to be late, so he found an inn to live in. After eating something simply, he returned to the room and discussed countermeasures with Murong Xingyun and Ziling.

Murong Xingyun said with a smile: "According to me, let's go and arrest a carefree disciple, torture him, and see if he says anything." ”

Zixian forcibly suppressed the evil fire in his heart, and said in a soft voice as much as possible: "Uncle Murong, are you joking? This hasn't happened to the Tianshan faction, so let's offend Xiaoyao first? Besides, you have to be able to catch it. ”

Zi Ling's eyes rolled and said, "Sister, don't worry, I have a way, I don't know if I can do it." ”

"Tell me about it." Zixian Dao.

"Sister, you can pretend that you want to worship under the Xiaoyao Gate, with your qualifications, you will definitely be able to pass, and then you will be mixed in." Zi Ling said with a grin.

"What did you say?!" Zixian and Murong Xingyun roared out almost at the same time.

"Why are you so excited, I mean pretending to be an apprentice, it's not real." Zi Ling bowed his head aggrievedly.

"You can't pretend!" Murong Xingyun exhaled angrily, "Don't even think about it!" If you have such thoughts, you will be fucked out of your ass for the teacher. ”

Zi Ling shouted very dissatisfied: "You have no way to do it yourself, I said a way, but you yelled at me!" Pump me too! There is no worse Master in this world than you! ”

Murong Xingyun's anger surged up from Zi Ling's quarrel, pressed it to his knees, and stretched out his hand to slap him.

"Whew! ~" Zi Ling screamed and said hatefully: "If you say it, you will beat people, stinky master, bad master, I don't love you anymore!" ”

"I don't love you anymore! What kind of apprentice is this, do you talk to your master like this? I think you're just underwhelmed. After that, he tore off Ling'er's pants and slapped the white and tender little buttocks again. Although the hand was raised high, it didn't have much strength when it landed on Zi Ling's buttocks, only a faint pink trace.

"Oops! It hurts me to death, Master, are you still my own Master? Ziling struggled, Murong Xingyun grabbed her wrist and pressed it on her waist, and then beat her.

"Hmph, it's not dear, it's the queen, don't you still want to pry your sister to find another master? It's better for you to find one too, to find a pro-master. It was originally a joke, but when it came to the last sentence, Murong Xingyun couldn't laugh, and his heart was faintly sour. If Ling'er really found a different master, I'm afraid she would be sad, right?

The slap stopped suddenly, Zi Ling turned around suspiciously, and saw Murong Xingyun's face full of bitterness, as if she was worried, and as if she was laughing at herself, which was an expression she had never seen on her master's face.

"Master?" Zi Ling called tentatively, his voice was extremely soft, but Murong Xingyun still heard it.

"Ling'er." Murong Xingyun held Zi Ling in his arms and didn't say anything.

Zixian felt a little funny at first when he watched the interaction between the master and apprentice, but at this time he also fell silent.

In the end, everyone agreed to go to bed first and then talk when they were full. Maybe tomorrow you will walk to any mountain and come across a cave, which is the legendary Lingbo Cave. Although that was unlikely, the three of them fell asleep full of hope.