As the blood stained Zhou Yanxin's name, Zhang Sui suddenly felt that his body was like an old mange, and it was indescribably comfortable!

Zhang Sui obviously felt that in his body, it seemed that a universe had been formed, and the stars in the universe were Luobu, and the network was vertical and horizontal!

Zhang Sui shook the five fingers of his right hand, but felt that the five fingers were full of strength!

Punched a few times into the void in front of you, and the fists were blowing!

"Congratulations master, you have become a mid-level samurai!" Nishang floated in front of Zhang Sui and slapped happily.

Zhang Sui grinned, and suddenly remembered the content of Zhou Yanxin's strategy in the notebook, which was clearly a "mind-contemplation" skill.

"Ni Shang, how do you use the 'Contemplation' skill?" Zhang Sui wondered.

Nishang tilted her little head and said, "If you think about 'contemplation of the mind' in your mind, you will know." ”

Zhang Sui Yiyan, thinking about the content of the "Mind Meditation" skill in his mind, suddenly realized in his heart and looked at Nishang.

And yet, nothing happened!

"What's going on, why can't I hear what you're thinking?" Zhang Sui asked Ni Shang.

Nishang said: "Master, you have to be in a place where you can see others, and you must be in the same cultivation realm as others. Although Ni Shang can't fight, isn't his cultivation comparable to what his master can compare to now? ”

"Then what kind of cultivation are you?" Zhang Sui said curiously.

Previously, he had written the names of Leng Mu Ning and Ni Shang in his notebook, Leng Mu Ning could show the cultivation of the Martial God, but Ni Shang only showed unknown information.

"The Buddha said that he could not say." Nishang laughed.

Zhang Sui rolled his eyes, Ni Shang was a kind of instrument spirit, and if he wanted to attack her and complete the fifth rule, Zhang Sui was already hopeless.

Early the next morning, Zhang Sui got up and saw Zhou Yanxin busy making breakfast.

Compared with seeing Zhang Sui before, Zhou Yanxin just nodded a little shyly, and at this time, Zhou Yanxin subconsciously turned around and left as soon as he saw Zhang Sui.

Seeing Zhou Yanxin bowing his head and panicking, Zhang Sui felt a little funny and happy.

Zhou Yanxin is the first woman he fell in love, and compared to his valkyrie wife Leng Muning, who is in name only, high-minded, and has a respected status, Zhou Yanxin has more reactions as a woman in normal love.

Zhang Sui thought of Guanxin, and thought of using it to detect Zhou Yanxin's thoughts, but stopped himself.

"No, I can use this meditation on others, and I definitely can't use it on people I like. Zhou Yan's heart is my first love, and I don't want to just use contemplation to probe her inner thoughts every time. ”

Zhang Sui made a decision, so he no longer thought about it.

After the two of them finished breakfast, Zhang Sui took Zhou Yanxin to the square outside the palace of Tianshen Palace.

This time, it was still Zhou Yanxin who set up a chair by the pool in the square and waited for someone to sign up, and Zhang Sui went to the place outside the entrance of the square, and this time he also brought a stool and chair.

With his right hand supporting his chin, Zhang Sui sat on the chair and listened to the inner thoughts of onlookers or passers-by with his mind.

"This must be fake, it's so strange, but why didn't the people from the Heavenly God Sect come to demolish him?"

"This kid looks like he's really a disciple of the Heavenly God Sect, and he's also a core disciple. After all, the yellow horse coat is either rich or expensive, and it is not something that ordinary disciples dare to wear. But what kind of trouble is this from the Heavenly God Sect? Are there no restrictions on the conditions for recruiting inner disciples? It's definitely not reliable, the devil knows what the conspiracy is! ”

"I haven't heard of the Eight Divine Halls this time, and I don't know when it was set up, so let's take a look first."

……

Zhang Sui listened to it for a long time, and suddenly felt a sense of fatigue in his body.

Nishang reminded: "Master, the contemplation skill can't be used for too long, otherwise it will consume too much energy and make people sleepy and tired." ”

"Wouldn't you have said it sooner?" Zhang Sui rolled his eyes at Ni Shang and dozed off on the table.

"Ni Shang thinks you'll know the master!" Nishang said aggrievedly.

Zhang Sui slept on the table until dusk, when the sun was setting.

"It seems that no one wants to come to the Eight Temples of the Second God today." Zhang Sui was a little disappointed, 300 leaflets, pasted and posted, but a few days passed, and there was no effect.

Looking at the red sunset, Zhang Sui was about to pack up the table and go back, only to see Zhou Yanxin trotting out, panting and saying: "Senior brother, senior brother, there is an inner disciple called the Imperial Master who has come to take refuge in our Eighth Hall of the Second God!" ”

"Inner disciple?" Zhang Sui was taken aback, and while not even accepting the table, he walked towards the square, and said in disbelief: "Yanxin, are you sure that the other party is an inner disciple, and he is not here to tease you?" ”

"Hmm." Zhou Yanxin's little head lit up like a chicken pecking rice.

Zhang Sui was full of doubts in his heart, and this joy was too great. In the past few days, no one has come to take refuge, but I didn't expect that today not only someone will come to vote, but also an inner disciple.

In the Heavenly God Sect, except for Zhang Sui, who did not have any requirements in order to make up eight inner disciples, under normal circumstances, according to those Heavenly God Sect scrolls, the lower limit of the cultivation of the outer disciples was generally at the upper level of the martial artist or higher, and the lower limit of becoming an inner disciple was at least an intermediate martial artist.

Like Zhou Yanxin, according to her, she is only an intermediate-level warrior, and under normal circumstances, she has not even reached the lower limit of cultivation to become an outer disciple.

This time, an inner disciple came to take refuge, which suddenly made Zhang Sui feel both excited and nervous.

When I came to the old place by the pool in the square, I saw a man in his early twenties wearing a white robe, holding a fan in his hand, and a simple scabbard on his back, standing in front of the table.

The man maintained a faint smile on his face, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were turning around, but what made Zhang Sui strange was that there were many onlookers around, but most of them looked at the man with vigilance and contempt. There were only a few women, and the eyes that looked at the man were full of strangeness, like admiration, resentment, and hesitation.

Zhang Suiyi gritted his teeth, although he is not in a good state of mind now, he is basically sleeping today, and he has been much better.

He really needs to accept people now, but he doesn't want to accept a person with wolf ambition or dove occupying the magpie's nest into the Eight Temples of the Second God.

Zhang Sui used his contemplation to detect all kinds of men and women with different expressions around the man.

"This playboy is really hungry, and even the inner disciples who are promoted by the maids of the Eighth Hall of the Second God have taken a fancy to him."

"Master, have you become curious about this maid again? I've licked my face a few times and thrown myself into my arms, why don't you know to look at me more? ”

"It's really corrupt the family style, the prime minister has this kind of gentlemanly son, no wonder he can't raise his head every time he goes to court."

"Tsk, what a show. This playboy lord definitely wants to take the opportunity of joining the Eighth Hall of the Second God to get close to the first beauty of my human dynasty, Leng Wu God. I don't know if a beauty of Leng Wushen's level will also be recruited and thrown into her arms. ”

"You have suffered a thousand cuts, ten days ago you said that you loved me alone, but now you go to the Eight Temples of the Second God! It's a pity that Leng Wushen is a family man, although that person looks like a waste! ”