Immediately, his gaze turned to the third name.

"Lan Ruoxi? How do you sound like a girl's name? ”

Zhang Lan frowned slightly, surprised when did the Wudang Sect recruit female disciples? Isn't this a business to rob Emei?

"It doesn't matter if he's a man or a woman!" Zhang Lan didn't figure it out, shook her head, and pushed open the courtyard door.

There is a big sycamore planted in the yard, and the strange thing is that although it is winter, the leaves of the sycamore elsewhere have long since fallen and looks bare, but this sycamore is verdant and green, and it is thriving.

There is a well-built well next to the plane tree, and under the tree there is a small pavilion with stone tables and stools.

"Hehe, this Nanshan small building is really quiet and elegant, no wonder there have only been three people in the past hundred years? If I hadn't donated 100 million, I'm afraid it would have been difficult to live in. Zhang Lan muttered, walked through the courtyard, and opened the gate.

When the door of the mahogany was opened, there was not a musty smell coming from inside, but a fresh fragrance.

"Looks like someone must be cleaning this place on a regular basis." Zhang Lan walked into the house and looked at the things in the living room. Although there is not much furniture in the living room, it is simple and elegant.

Under the painting in the central hall is a table of eight immortals, two chairs, a carved wood-colored screen, a blue and white porcelain vase, and two pots of flowers.

"Well, it's pretty simple, it's like a cultivator's residence." Zhang Lan stepped on the soft gray cashmere carpet, walked around, and looked at her new home.

There are a total of seven or eight houses upstairs and downstairs, with all kinds of things for cultivation, practice, eating, cooking, storage, groceries, side rooms, and guest rooms.

What surprised Zhang Lan the most was that he found a basement. This basement actually has three floors. Each floor has 100 square meters and is divided into two or three rooms, making each house very spacious.

"Hehe, this basement can be hidden in a golden house?"

Zhang Lan walked to the basement of the third floor, sat down cross-legged on the futon in the center, and smiled obscenely at a large solid wood bed in the corner. This couldn't help but remind him of his wives. He came to Wudang Mountain, and Luo Bing'er and the others had to hide in a shelter.

"Well, it's not a problem for a long time. In a few days, it will be this month's lottery, and I hope to meet Baihuaju again. Zhang Lan sighed and cared about the issue of residence again.

Next draw. He only went to the "Hundred Flowers House".

"The lottery is two days later, now let's concentrate on cultivating the Six Veins Divine Sword, and the Shangyang Sword has not been completed!" Zhang Lan began to close her eyes and concentrate.

"Doot toot!" The mobile phone on Zhang Lan's waist rang.

"Who bothered me just after I entered the meditation?" Zhang Lan muttered and reached out to pick up the phone: "Hey, who are you looking for?" ”

"Hehe, I'm Senior Brother Wu!" A man's kind voice came from the other side.

"Oh, Senior Brother Wu has something to do with me?" Zhang Lan said.

"It's fine. Your identity verification and card verification have passed. Obediently, I didn't expect your kid's parents to do big business in foreign countries? Well. The head of the family has learned about this matter, and Senior Brother Zhang Yufeng will come to you in a while. If you are favored by him, you will directly become an inner disciple! Wu Bao said.

"Oh, thank you!" Zhang Lan said.

"By the way, two days later, my Wudang faction's annual carp jumping dragon gate activity, if you want to participate, sign up tomorrow at the latest. Also, I forgot to tell you just now. There is a basement in the small building of Nanshan, and the switch is behind the painting. Wu Bao said.

"Oh, thank you, Senior Brother Wu, for the reminder." Zhang Lan said.

Hung up the phone. Zhang Lan hurriedly got up, because Zhang Yufeng would come over soon.

Sure enough, Zhang Lan waited in the pavilion in the courtyard for a while, and saw a young man with a lofty instrument coming over.

"Is it Senior Brother Zhang?" Zhang Yufeng stood at the iron gate outside the courtyard, and Zhang Lan shouted under the pair of sycamores.

"yes!" Zhang Lan hurriedly ran over to open the door, "You are Senior Brother Zhang Yufeng, right?" Come in! ”

Zhang Yufeng was handsome, wearing the dark blue robes of elite disciples and stepping on deerskin boots. With a jasper hairpin on his head, he walked to the pavilion with Zhang Lan and sat down.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Zhang, you and I are destined! You and I don't just have the same surname. And I've stayed here too! Zhang Yufeng seemed to have a good first impression of Zhang Lan, and pointed to the three words "Zhang Yufeng" engraved on the stone tablet outside the door and smiled.

"Oh, yes! But I rely on money to move in, Senior Brother Zhang, I'm afraid you rely on qualifications, right? Zhang Lan said tentatively.

"Well, you're smart. Well, I guess Senior Brother Wu has already explained my intention to you to come, right? Zhang Yufeng smiled and took out a gossip plate from his pocket.

"Yes." Zhang Lan stared at the gossip plate, although it was only the size of a rice bowl, it exuded aura.

"This is a martial arts test disk, which can test whether a martial artist has brought art to the beginning. Senior Brother Zhang, please drop a drop of blood into the hole in the center of this plate. Zhang Yufeng said.

Zhang Lan bit her finger and dripped a drop of blood in the hole.

Immediately, the gossip plate began to rotate slowly, showing a hexagram, Zhang Yufeng pinched his fingers and counted, and there were words in his mouth.

"Well, Senior Brother Zhang is not a beginner in art...... Wait a minute. Zhang Yufeng suddenly frowned, as if he was a little skeptical of the hexagram he had determined, because he suddenly saw that the drop of blood that Zhang Lan had emitted was different from that of mortals, and under the illumination of a beam of sunlight, there was a little dark gold in it.

Under normal circumstances, only martial artists who have cultivated above the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan have a little dark gold in their blood.

"What's the matter, Senior Brother Zhang?" Zhang Lan suddenly became nervous, could it be that he found something? Or did you recognize me? Thinking about it, it shouldn't be possible, this test disc was invented by Zhang Sanfeng, and Zhang Sanfeng naturally knows how to avoid being found out by him.

"Hehe, nothing. For hundreds of years, this plate has not failed, and I believe that Senior Brother Zhang is indeed not a beginner in art. It's just that Senior Brother Zhang's blood quality seems to be much higher than that of mortals, could it be that this is the reason why Senior Brother Zhang said that Senior Brother Zhang was born with divine power? Zhang Yufeng said.

"Hehe, is this what Senior Brother Zhang said? Well, I once ate a fruit by mistake when I was a child, and then I became infinitely powerful. Senior Brother Zhang, there's no problem, right? Zhang Lan said with a smile.

"Oh, it seems that Senior Brother Zhang is deeply blessed, he must have eaten some kind of heavenly treasure." Zhang Yufeng smiled, and after a pause, he stared at Zhang Lan and said, "It stands to reason that you have passed the review and become an inner disciple, but Senior Brother Zhang's situation is a bit special, and you still need to observe." If Senior Brother Zhang doesn't mind, I hope you will participate in the carp jumping dragon gate event in two days. At that time, the head of the sect and all the elders will come to watch, and if they are favored by a certain elder, they may become elite disciples. If Senior Brother Zhang were now an inner disciple, he would become a disciple of me or several other senior brothers, and he would lose the opportunity to become a disciple of the elders. Zhang Yufeng said with a smile.

"Oh, well! Just sign me up. Zhang Lan said with a smile.

In fact, he still knew in his heart that Zhang Yufeng might still have doubts about himself, and wanted to use the carp to jump the dragon gate to force out all his strength?

"Well, then I won't bother, I'll see you at Tai Chi Square in two days!" Zhang Yufeng gave his leave.

Looking at Zhang Yufeng's distant back, Zhang Lan sneered and said in his heart: "Hehe, carp jumping over the dragon gate? Such a pediatric competition wants to force me to use my internal skills? …… When the time comes, will I rely on pure strength or by power? Could it be that I will use the debut technique and directly advance to the elite disciples? ……”

ps: Sorry, I was too tired yesterday to update in time. Thanks to the "alarm clock" for the tip!

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