Chapter 32: Crushed by the strength of his apprentice
On the top of Yunfeng Mountain, in the huge garden, the guests dressed in gorgeous costumes talked and laughed and talked happily.
Nan Xiruo sat in the corner, eating happily, purple fruit berry juice dripping down the corners of his mouth.
In his ears, the ancestor was still chattering:
"The one who wears the golden Fuzi robe over there is the Yunxiao Dao Chief, he belongs to the Xuanzi Jue in the Great Wilderness World...... What is this secret word, do you remember? β
"The Great Wilderness World is a world created by people who cultivate the truth, and the access control is the entrance ticket, and the people who cultivate the truth cultivate the aura, and the cultivation is divided into four levels - heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang, corresponding to the Taoist gods, Taoist immortals, Taoist chiefs, and Taoist friends...... The Daoist of Yunxiao is the cultivator of the Xuanzi Jue, so he is called the Dao Chief, and what about the ancestor...... People are called carrying Taoist friends, that's because the ancestor is just a cultivator of the Yellow Character Formula......"
Nan Xiruo stuffed a handful of berries into his mouth, and suddenly gossiped his face.
"Master, what level is that uncle? Presumably he doesn't even have the qualifications to cultivate the truth, right? β
In the Great Wilderness World, not everyone is qualified to be called a cultivator.
Only those who have passed through the Ninefold Forest and obtained the spirit of the deity can be regarded as officially entering the cultivation realm.
Uncle Shi is only twenty years old, so he must have not obtained his own spiritual spirit yet, and he has not formally cultivated.
"Your uncle, ahem...... The green grapes over there are good, do you want to taste them, the ancestor will bring them to you. Shizu took advantage of the situation to get up.
Nan Xiruo: ......
Master, this is ...... Off the hook?
What is he hiding?
"Carrier Daoyou, Carrier Daoyou, look at you, why are you sitting here?" The voice of the head of the cloud is loud and transparent, and it is deafening.
The ancestor's movements froze suddenly, turned around awkwardly, and saluted with his hand: "Cloud Dao Chief." β
"Look at you, how can you sit among the yellow juniors, you and I are the same age, and we should be seated."
"Don't dare, don't dare ......"
The ancestor wanted to resign, but was grabbed by the wrist of the Yunxiao Daoist and led to the seat.
"If you don't dare, how dare we sit? Speaking of which, we will still rely on you to carry you in the future, come, please take a seat. β
The Daoist of Yunxiao really pressed the ancestor on the upper seat.
Nanxi bites the grapes: That's Block C.
The position of those in power!
Isn't the ancestor a yellow character cultivator?
How can it be praised so highly?
"Carrier Daoyou, you came alone? What about the Order? Why didn't the auspicious Taoist come? "Daoist Yunxiao personally poured wine for the ancestor.
"Ahem......"
Nan Xiruo almost choked to death with a mouthful of grapes.
Dao Chief?
Auspicious Michichi?!
The ancestor is the Taoist friend, and the uncle is the Taoist chief?
Isn't thatβ
Uncle Shi's cultivation is higher than that of Shizu...... A big cut?!
Heaven, earth, Xuan, yellow.
Concise and concise, four simple strokes.
But behind them is the whole world.
At such an age, the ancestor has not crossed the forbidden barrier of the yellow character formula and stepped into the Xuanzi formula, and the uncle is only twenty years old, and he is already a Xuanzi formula? ?
Wicked!!
Nan Xiruo suddenly embarrassed.
At the age of fourteen, she didn't even touch the door of Xiuzhen.
is also a person, why is Uncle Shi so showy?!
"Auspicious...... I was cultivating at home, so I came alone. "The master is like sitting on pins and needles.
was crushed by the apprentice's cultivation, and he was the only one in the entire cultivation realm.
Embarrassed!
Waterfall Khan!!
"On such an occasion, it's okay not to come, it's just that he must come to the Ninefold Forest Trial next month."
Yunxiao Dao Chang pulled out a golden post from his sleeve, and there was a golden paper crane standing on it, fluttering up, vividly.
"This is the post I drafted, I wanted to send it to the auspicious Taoist, since the carrier Taoist friend is here, then I will hand it over on my behalf, and ask him to be present that day."