Between the bamboo forests, two figures flashed out, talking in a low voice.

"Senior Sister Bai Luo, who are they? The master suddenly sent us down the mountain, just for these nobodies? That little girl seems to have some skills, as for the other two...... One of them is too noisy, and the other is very handsome even though he looks like a dead corpse. Xiao Zhan looked at the three people who had left the dust, although they were questioning, but they asked jokingly.

"You shouldn't know, don't ask, we're not here to play this time, you'd better take your thoughts, if you make a mistake, be careful of the master in charge." Bai Luo continued with a cold face: "Don't underestimate them too much, the sick and weak man was slapped by me yesterday, and he was not injured at all, I can detect that there is a strong aura on his body, but I can't understand it for a while, in short, don't be careless, it's better to be careful." ”

"Yes, yes, yes! I understand, you have always been so cautious and careful, no wonder the master in charge of the family has so much respect for you. Thinking about it, there are nearly two hundred members of our Wandering Cloud Sect, and although the female disciples are only twenty or thirty, you alone take the lead, in private, our sisters are very envious and jealous. Xiao Zhan pouted secretly, although his words were a little sour, but in fact, he was not so jealous in his heart. Suddenly, he thought of Chu Boyu, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

There is not much difference in age between the two, although they are both dressed as scholars, but as soon as the veil is removed, Bai Luo immediately shows a mature charm and adds a bit of graceful posture; Xiao Zhan still has a little girlish naughtiness.

"You usually play less and work harder, and the master will see it in his eyes, if you are lazy and lazy, don't ......"

"Yes, yes, Xiao Zhan strictly follows the teachings of his senior sister." Xiao Zhan looked at Bai Luo with a smile, and said coquettishly: "Others don't understand, I don't know you yet, senior sister, when it comes to qualifications, talent, diligence and seriousness, how can they match you......"

Bai Luo slapped her on the head and pretended to scold: "Okay, it's just your mouth, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and follow." ”

After finishing speaking, the two of them immediately straightened up, although they had no mounts, but there was wind under their feet, and their figures fled in the direction of Chu Boyu and the other three in the looming appearance.

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Lingnan Horibori Mountain, the peak, the white mist lingers, and the breeze comes.

Li Xiaoruo was walking in the hundred-step stone steps at this time, on both sides of the stone steps, there was a green maple forest with a leaf crown, and the wind blew the branches and leaves. On top of the gray stone steps, you can see two heavy wooden doors with red lacquer about five meters high. Above the main gate, a plaque with gilt characters on a black background is on the forehead of the cliff door, and the words are eye-catching, entitled: Wandering Cloud Sect.

Among the sects in the world, although the Wandering Cloud Sect is not a famous sect, its status cannot be underestimated. Legend has it that the Wandering Cloud Sect originated from the descendants of the ancient god of war Chi You Jiuyi, and the heads of the Wandering Cloud Sect have always been low-key, never selling their reputation, and have little intersection with the Central Plains.

Legend has it that for nearly 3,000 years, the Wandering Clouds faction has the pride of ascending to immortality, and it accounts for one-third of the rare people in the world who have been revered by heaven. It's just that they have always been alone and indifferent to the world, so if they want to see the style of their sect, they can only get their wish when they wait for the Jin Immortal Meeting held in Jiuhua Mountain every hundred years.

At the summit of Mt. Horibori, there is an enchantment, and ordinary people must walk through the main gate when they enter and exit, and the 100-step stone steps are the only place to enter the main gate. Due to the barrier, the two red lacquered wooden doors at the main entrance are open all year round.

After Li Xiaoruo stepped on the hundredth stone steps, he entered the hall calmly, quietly, without being disturbed, passing through the righteous path next to the lecture room in the front hall, and directly entering the practice ground.

At the end of each day, the head of the Wandering Cloud Sect would personally go to the practice ground to wait for a stick of incense, in addition to inspecting the progress of the martial arts of the disciples of each sect, he would occasionally give some pointers. Therefore, every time at this time, the disciples of each sect will appear to be extraordinarily energetic, and they are all working very hard to show their best level, hoping to enter the eyes of the master.

The congregants on the field also wore different colors of their robes and were divided into three series. Those who wear white robes are female disciples, and those who are taught are not subdivided; Those who wear dark blue robes are the Yuegu series; Those who wear green robes are the head of the family, and the proportion of the three lines is 136.

At this time, on the observation deck directly east of the practice ground, there was indeed a middle-aged man with a thin face and long beard, who was sitting upright, seriously watching the practice of the hundreds of sect members on the field. This person is the head of the Wandering Cloud Sect. Although the wind does not fall and his face looks less than fifty years old, he has actually lived for one hundred and thirty-five years.

Li Xiaoruo walked up lightly, and he had already fallen within the sight of the wind. Walking on the observation deck, walking until the wind does not fall to the left, Li Xiaoruo bowed and clasped his fists and saluted, and said softly: "Master in charge, Xiaoruo has something to say." ”

"Well, let's talk about it." The wind did not fall, and the corners of his mouth opened lightly, and his eyes did not leave the more than 100 people in the practice ground.

Li Xiaoruo stepped forward lightly, bowed and whispered. After finishing speaking, the wind did not fall silently, stood up, but what he said was irrelevant content, and said: "Xiaoruo, I heard your senior sister Bai Luo say that you have not been able to practice well in the martial arts cultivation of Xingyun Feiyu, but is it true?" ”

Li Xiaoruo's body stiffened, and his palms were cold for a while, but he said with a cowardly expression: "What Senior Sister Bai Luo said is very true, it is the disciple who is stupid, and the Xingyun Feiyu family pays attention to the unity of the divine heart, and the disciple lacks comprehension and fails to comprehend the meaning, and when he makes a move, he is still a little rude." ”

Xingyun Feiyu is a series of martial arts, which is a move that can be practiced only when the martial arts cultivation of the Wandering Cloud Sect reaches the top level, and there are more than 200 people in the sect, and the people who can get this teaching are only seven people in addition to the head of the house. Among them, two are Yue Gu and Chen Qidong, who are of the same generation as Feng Buluo; The younger generation includes Zhong Yuan, Qin Moyu, Lin Feirong, Bai Luo, and Li Xiaoruo.

And Bai Luo and Li Xiaoruo are both female disciples, and they can be described as the best among people who can be taught this class, and they are extremely talented, and they don't know how much envy and jealousy they have attracted behind them. However, compared with Bai Luo, Li Xiaoruo has only been able to pass on in recent years.

The wind does not fall, his eyebrows are raised, and he suddenly comes out of his palm, and the palm wind is fierce and fierce.

Li Xiaoruo couldn't react, his left shoulder was hit by the palm wind, he stumbled, and took five or six steps back, but fortunately, he stretched his arms in time to balance and condense his qi to stabilize his body, otherwise he would have fallen down the steps if he was one step too late. Li Xiaoruo let out a long breath, his forehead tightened, and there was a faint pain in his left shoulder, so he could only grit his teeth and push through.

Although the palm that does not fall is cold and amazing, it is actually only the second half of the palm. Li Xiaoruo knew that the wind did not fall unfathomable, although he understood the intention of the wind not falling, but he was still a little stunned in his heart, and after taking a deep breath, he rushed forward.

Ever since Li Xiaoruo entered the practice ground, there was a tall and sturdy young man in a green robe on the field, who had been paying attention to every move on the observation deck, and this person was the chief disciple of the head of the Wandering Cloud Sect, Zhong Yuan. Previously, Feng Buluo ordered him and Mo Yu, Fei Rong, and Bai Luo to go down the mountain to find people, but in order to avoid suspicion of abnormal movements, the four of them still had to take turns to supervise and teach every day.