Zhou Luo sighed in his heart, and hurriedly interrupted the sixth senior brother's dementia, and said: "I really thank the sixth senior brother, well, since the sixth senior brother is willing, then, let the sixth senior brother ......."

"It's easy to say, you wait, I'll come when I go. ”

As he spoke, the sixth senior brother had already turned around and walked out of the Nine Fold Building, and somehow, a red sword light rushed out from the back of his head, and he set it up and left.

Zhou Luo smiled slightly, turned around and went to the upper floor.

The upper layer was open on all sides, the breath was clear, and the heaven and earth vitality near the left all converged and condensed into a good cultivation blessed land.

The radius is about ten zhang, the green wood floor is clean, and there is a futon in the center, which is actually stone and gray-brown. Zhou Luo didn't think much about it, walked over, sat cross-legged on the stone futon, condensed slightly, and thought about it a little incredulously.

This day was a thousand times more wonderful than all the logs of his life combined.

He actually ascended to the sky in one step, and in one leap, he became the first gate in the world, the second-generation disciple of Xuantian Palace!

His identity, if he returns to the world, even if the emperor of the Tang Dynasty sees him, he must respectfully greet him, give him an equal seat, and dare not overpower him even half a head.

He was neither a miscellaneous disciple, nor was he just the son of a dead ghost soldier leader.

As Zheng Yuanzi said, as soon as you enter the Dao Gate, all the previous things are gone.

Zhou Luo suddenly had a strong feeling, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh. This sigh was extremely long, extremely long, until his mind had already fallen into the operation and cultivation of true qi before it stopped.

In his mind, the Xuantian Qi Cultivation Technique began to slowly unfold, one by one, one sentence at a time, all engraved clearly.

The fourth layer of Qi training, the realm of condensing qi and transforming form, he has already reached.

With Zhou Luo's operation, one by one, the true qi operated in his body, escaping from every pore relaxation, and then being spit back, constantly going back and forth, and constantly growing.

As the fourth layer of magic was condensed, around his body, those pale cyan true qi overflowed, gradually rotating with his mind, constantly being distorted and changing, and gradually, all kinds of strange shapes appeared, either like flowing clouds or like swords......

At this moment, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and a mysterious aura flowed out of the depths of his soul uncontrollably.

This breath seems mysterious, tall, proud, and inviolable.

He suddenly remembered that when he crippled Chen Qi and Fang Zhuo, it was this aura that was causing trouble.

With this thought, he suddenly became angry in his heart, and secretly used his true qi and mind to completely suppress this breath.

However, after only three exhales, he suddenly let out an exclamation, and with a muffled sound, his chest exploded violently, and the miscellaneous Taoist robes on his body exploded to pieces!

If he hadn't reached the realm of the fourth layer of Qi training, he was only afraid that he would be blown up alive!

Zhou Luo stood up suddenly, stretched out his hand and tore off a pile of fragments of rags on his upper body, and saw that there was a faint mark on his heart. The mark took on a peculiar shape, like a circle, which appeared round and unified, without the slightest flaw, and beneath that circle was a dark shadow, vague.

"The sky is round and the place is ......"

Zhou Luo suddenly had such a strange thought.

Before he had time to think about it, the faint mark began to fade, and then slowly disappeared into his chest.

At this moment, a shout from downstairs called out: "Little junior brother, I brought the person you wanted!"

Zhou Luo hurriedly removed the remaining tattered clothes on his body three times and two times, took out the hidden void bag that had been pinned from his waist, and as soon as his mind moved, he took out a new set of gray sermon robes from it, put it on his body, and threw the tattered into it.

In fact, with his current status, it is not suitable to wear the ordinary Taoist robes of miscellaneous disciples.

However, in a great avenue gate like Xuantian Palace, the official disciples in the door generally have a magic robe that is used for body protection, and most of them are at the magic weapon level, because as a true cultivator and qi practitioner, few people will wear ordinary cloth clothes. Zhou Luo couldn't have refined it himself, it should have been given to him by Master Zheng Yuanzi, but unfortunately Zheng Yuanzi was busy with retreat and forgot about it.

Senior Brother Chihuang and Zheng Lin walked up, and Zhou Luo hurriedly greeted him.

"Uncle Zhou Luo. Zheng Lin honestly showed his roundabout side.

However, in front of Chihuang, he didn't say much, he just said: "Senior Brother Zheng Lin, you can cultivate with me here in the future." ”

Zheng Lin was also overjoyed, and he responded again and again, and suddenly said: "Uncle Zhou Luo, the disciple just begged Uncle Chihuang to do something, and asked Uncle Zhou Luo not to blame." ”

Zheng Lin took a bite of "Uncle Ancestor", which made Zhou Luo feel a big headache, and couldn't help but say: "What's the matter?"

Chihuang had already rushed to say: "This Zheng Lin, beg me to send a word, let the three of the Qi Yan boys go, junior brother, I will spare them easily." ”

Zhou Luo only remembered at this time that Qi Yan, Chen Yuan, and Li Cheng should still be kneeling in the miscellaneous cottage, and he had forgotten that this was probably a change in his identity, so he couldn't help but laugh immediately: "What is the matter with my Tao, it turns out to be this, forgive it, forget it, give them a lesson, presumably they will not dare to do anything wrong in the future." ”

"Well, Master Liuyun's nephew has no way to teach his apprentices, so I'm going to talk to Senior Sister Qiuxia another day. Senior Brother Chihuang said.

Zhou Luo was stunned, and immediately understood: "Could it be ......"

"That's right, that Liuyun Senior Nephew is the seat of Senior Sister Qiuxia, and he is very favored. ”

"I see, that Liuyun Dao Gu turned out to be the third generation disciple of the Xuantian Palace's Zhengyuan Peak. Zhou Luo secretly thought that a few days ago, he was facing that Liuyun Daogu as a handyman, and now, he is already the other party's uncle, which is really touching.

Zheng Lin suddenly whispered: "The matter of Uncle Qi Yan must have nothing to do with Master Liuyun......

Zhou Luo knew that Zheng Lin was very admired and respected for that Liuyun Master, so he couldn't help but explain: "Sixth Senior Brother, this matter is insignificant, and it has nothing to do with that Liuyun Master...... Nephew, it doesn't have anything to do with it in the first place, so why bother with it?"

Chihuang shook his head solemnly and said, "Alas, on Zhengyuan Peak, it's really boring!"

Zhou Luo was speechless.

It was another entanglement, and it was almost late at sunset that Senior Brother Chihuang was about to leave.

"Little junior brother, senior brother will come to you again tomorrow. ”

A cold sweat broke out on Zhou Luo's forehead: "Sixth Senior Brother, I have recently reached a threshold in my cultivation, and I am afraid that I will have to sit at the threshold tomorrow and strive to break through the past." ”

"So that's the case...... "The sixth senior brother looked very frustrated, "However, Master asked me to take you around Zhengyuan Peak, as well as the Tibetan Dao Pagoda, especially if you want to go." ”

"Tibetan Dao Tower?" Zhou Luo said in surprise.

"Well, our Xuantian Palace, on the main peak of each vein, there is a Tibetan Dao Tower, which collects many Xuantian Palaces, as well as the Taoist books, classics, and various materials of the main vein, as well as the large and small affairs on the peak, and the task assignment, are also assigned on the Tibetan Dao Tower. ”

"Oh, is that so?" Zhou Luo asked Zheng Lin beside him.

"Yes, every day I have to go to the Tibetan Dao Pagoda to receive the task of today's miscellaneous disciples, whether it is to raise which spirit beast, or which medicine field to cultivate, or what needs a certain official disciple uncle has, it must be distributed neatly. ”

Zhou Luo knew that it was not uncommon for a Dao gate like Xuantian Palace to have its own spirit beasts, cultivated elixirs, and heavenly treasures.

Senior Brother Chihuang also nodded and said, "Yes, among formal disciples, especially between the third and fourth generations of disciples, they often go to the Tibetan Dao Pagoda to confirm each other, or exchange some things, or issue tasks that they need others to complete, and leave a reward, it's okay." ”

"I see. Zhou Luo understood a little, and suddenly his heart moved, and he said, "In this way, senior brother, you can take me to the Tibetan Dao Pagoda tomorrow." ”

Chihuang was overjoyed: "Okay, no problem. In that case, I'm going, brother. ”

This sixth senior brother, the wind and fire, come and go like the wind, and he will go when he says it.

......

"Senior Brother Zheng Lin. Zhou Luo sat on the stone futon, and Zheng Lin sat opposite him, but he didn't dare to face him, but deviated from some positions, which made Zhou Luo very depressed, and couldn't help but say, "When you and I were friends in a humble relationship, yesterday you were Senior Brother Zheng Lin, and today is still the same, and tomorrow will still be." ”

Zheng Lin's face turned red, and he was a little anxious: "No, this is not good, among our Daomen, the generations are absolutely chaotic, since you are already an official disciple, you are the uncle, and you are the second-generation disciple in charge, strictly speaking, it should be the ancestor of the uncle." ”

"Damn!" Although Zhou Luo is literate and hyphenated, he is also a rude martial artist in the final analysis, and he really can't unravel Zheng Lin's elm head, so he can't help but scold angrily, "Then I will order you as my uncle, I won't call you senior brother in the future, and you are not allowed to call me uncle, let alone call me uncle!"

He took out his identity talisman from the hidden void bag, held it in front of him, and roared inwardly.

"Uh, it's not called Uncle Shi, it's not called Uncle Shizu, what is that called?" Zheng Lin asked stupidly.

"Of course it's your name, I'll call you by your name too!" Zhou Luo said angrily.

"Name ......" Zheng Lin smacked twice, suddenly leaned over and said suddenly, "Disciple doesn't dare to ......"

"You...... You ......" Zhou Luo was so angry that he vomited blood.

At this moment, a handyman from Zhengyuan Peak came and brought food, which Senior Brother Chihuang had ordered a long time ago.

It was no one else who sent the food, it was Chen Yuan and Li Cheng, for them, Zhou Luo didn't have a good face, and they respectfully shouted "Uncle Shizu", kneeling and saluting.

After sending them away, he set up a table on the Feiqing Bridge outside the door of the nine-fold building, put the food, and there were a few simple side dishes, fruits, porridge, and good wine, which were obviously Zhiyun's handiwork.