There are hundreds of thousands of people who come to the Wuyi Sect to participate in the symposium, and in order to avoid trouble, each sect will be assigned to the same place to facilitate care.

Chu Ziqing placed Yun Ximian on the bed, looking at her sleeping face with deep eyes, and it was not until there were footsteps at the door again that he took his eyes off Yun Ximian.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Chu." Qiushui hugged his fists and thanked him, an indescribable gentleman's style, but this polite sentence sounded particularly harsh to Chu Ziqing.

Qiu Shuiheng is Yun Ximian's disciple, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he sees each other every day, but he has to be careful even when he sees his uncle, doesn't this sense of disparity make him feel unbalanced.

"Senior brother is serious, I have always had a good relationship with my uncle." Chu Ziqing lowered his eyes and said, not letting Qiu Shuiheng see the impatience in his eyes.

Qiu Shuiheng didn't know about the quarrel between the two, and he didn't doubt it when he heard this, and later heard Chu Ziqing say: "Senior brother hasn't found a room yet, why don't you go together?"

"Okay." Qiu Shui nodded horizontally and glanced indoors, half of Yun Ximian's head was buried in the pillow, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

The two looked at each other, turned away in tacit understanding, the door was closed and made a sound, and the footsteps of the two slowly faded away.

Yun Ximian, who was originally asleep, suddenly opened her eyes, and there were more indescribable emotions in those eyes, she had already woken up when Chu Ziqing was in her arms, just smelling the faint sandalwood on his body, her brain twitched and continued to pretend to be asleep.

"Chu Ziqing......" Yun Ximian muttered in a low voice, his eyelashes moved slightly, plucking the string in his heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

The five closed disciples lived in the same courtyard, and when Chu Ziqing and Qiushui arrived, the other three had already packed up their things and sat in the courtyard drinking tea.

"Senior Brother Qiu, you're here!" Yan Shijiu smiled and waved his hand at Qiu Shuiheng, perhaps because of Yun Ximian, Yan Shijiu was also closer to Qiu Shuiheng than the others.

Qiushui walked over, clasped his fists and saluted the three of them, sat down next to him, took the teacup sent by Yan Shijiu, thanked him and said, "Thank you." ”

"Why did Senior Brother Qiu come back with that guy?" Yang Linfeng said, glancing at Chu Ziqing's room.

"Senior Brother Chu sent the master back to the room, and I also followed to take a look, and then we came back together." Qiu Shuiheng explained.

"Uncle Ruohong is indeed powerful, and he has broken through two tribulations in just two years." Guan Ren's eyes were full of admiration, you must know that they may not be able to break through in three years, let alone Yun Ximian's high-level.

"Yes, Uncle Ruohong is very powerful!" Speaking of Yun Ximian, Yan Shijiu couldn't help but echo it.

Qiushui pursed his lips and said nothing, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The four of them chatted, but they didn't notice that there was one more person in the courtyard, and it was the sound of the door opening that made them notice that Yuhua Zhenren didn't know when he came.

"I've seen Uncle Yuhua!" The four of them hurriedly stood up and saluted, and Yuhua Zhenren nodded.

Chu Ziqing came out of the room, and the two left without saying anything, which made the other four people in the courtyard puzzled.

"Senior Uncle Yuhua, what are you looking for Senior Brother Chu to do again?" Guan Ren said.

"I should have gone to visit the elders of the Wufu Sect, after all, he is Senior Brother Chu's life-saving benefactor." Yan Nineteen seemed to think of something and said.

"Savior, what do you say?" Qiu Shuiheng suddenly became interested, Yan Shijiu opened his mouth and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Yang Linfeng's disdainful tone:

"The owner of the Wuhua Sect has a great relationship with Uncle Yuhua, and Chu Ziqing's muscles and veins were damaged at the beginning, but the owner of the door only made a move for the sake of Uncle Yuhua."

"I see." Qiu Shuiheng's eyes widened slightly, and he said in surprise.

In fact, as the four of them guessed, Yuhua Zhenren took Chu Ziqing to meet the master of Wuyumen, Shen Enze, who is known as Mingze Zhenren.

Seeing the conspicuous Zhongshenzong school uniform and the face that was somewhat similar to the master, it was not difficult for the disciple to guess that this was the guest who could enter as explained by the master of the door, and let people in without saying anything.

Entering the courtyard, Chu Ziqing found that there was a hole in it, the path was made of white marble, which could almost allow three adult men to pass through at the same time, and there was no road around the path, all of them were crystal clear lake water, and the paths that led to the four directions were perfectly divided into squares, without detours, in this square path, each small square was planted with lotus flowers in the center, with buds to be released, accompanied by bursts of lotus incense, beautiful dance in the wind.

This is nothing, keep walking straight, the two came to a staircase, looked up, and couldn't see the end at a glance, Yuhua Zhenren walked up with his feet in surprise, as if he had been here many times, although Chu Ziqing had doubts in his heart, he didn't ask.

There are thousands of steps, the two of them walked for a while to reach the top, a palace like a house came into view, the whole house is rectangular, the four corners are carefully carved with the statue of a strange beast, the body of a cat and a horse, roaring towards the sky, so not magnificent.

Yuhua Zhenren and Chu Ziqing walked on the only stone road that could be entered, and the house was surrounded by peach blossom trees, and when the wind blew, there was a burst of flowers.

“……”

Walking to the door, the door opened by itself, Yuhua Zhenren was stunned, raised his feet and walked in.

Walking into the door, the yard is generous, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, and you can see that the owner of this yard is a person who loves flowers. Yuhua Zhenren took Chu Ziqing through the winding corridor of the water pavilion and came to a tall tower, the tower towered into the sky, and he couldn't see the end when he raised his eyes, only the shadow in the clouds and mist.

This innocent master is really magnificent! Chu Ziqing secretly sighed in his heart, I'm afraid that the royal family wouldn't dare to build such a building, right?

"Let's go, he should have been waiting a long time." Yuhua Zhenren said without looking back, Chu Ziqing agreed, and stepped into the threshold behind him.

What surprised Chu Ziqing was that such a large house was empty and unfurnished.

"This way." Yuhua Zhenren said softly, Chu Ziqing quickly followed Yuhua Zhenren who was walking in front, only to see him press on the wall, accompanied by the sound of "click", the wall in front of the two of them opened, revealing a vertical rectangular gap, and on the ground of that gap, there was a teleportation circle emitting a faint blue light.

If Yun Ximian was here and saw this strange thing, he would definitely be unable to help but shout: Elevator!

This thing is an elevator!

Yuhua Zhenren let go of his hand and walked into the formation, Chu Ziqing followed slowly, and stepped on the formation under his feet curiously, Yuhua Zhenren input a little spiritual power into it, the formation was activated, the light flashed, and the figures of the two disappeared in an instant.

Chu Ziqing's eyes flashed, he didn't even move his feet, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already changed places.

The white light veil hanging down from the top of their heads blocked the sight of the two, and Chu Ziqing vaguely saw a figure in the layers of light veil.

"You're here."

A vague pure male voice penetrated through the light veil and drilled into the ears of the two.

"When will you be able to take this yarn?" Yuhua Zhenren rarely showed an impatient look on his face, but his hand gently brushed off the light veil and walked inside.

"Huh." The man chuckled, and was not angry at Yuhua Zhenren's bad tone.

Chu Ziqing still had doubts in his heart, but he also knew that now was not the time to ask, so he followed Yuhua Zhenren in a proper manner.

Yuhua Zhenren picked up the last layer of light yarn that was blocked, so that Chu Ziqing could see the appearance of that person clearly, white clothes and black hair, face like a crown of jade, that pair of slightly raised eyes did not contain the slightest impurities, ethereal and clear, the clothes were snow-white fine silk, embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns of silver piping and the mutton fat jade hairpin on his head complemented each other, at this time he was pouring tea in an elegant posture, raised the teacup in his hand to the two, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Please sit." ”

Chu Ziqing looked at the inexplicably familiar face and paused.

Yuhua Zhenren sat opposite him unceremoniously, and Chu Ziqing sat next to Yuhua Zhenren slowly.

"This is Ming Ze Zhenren." Yuhua Zhenren said lightly.

Chu Ziqing stood up and saluted: "Junior Chu Ziqing, I have seen Mingze Zhenren." ”

Ming Zezhen's eyes fell on Chu Ziqing, as if he was nostalgic and lonely, but all his emotions disappeared in an instant when Chu Ziqing raised his head, and he looked at him with a smile and nodded.

Chu Ziqing sat down neither humbly nor arrogantly, looked ahead and lowered his eyes slightly.

"How's it going?" Ming Ze Zhenren looked at Yuhua Zhenren and said with concern.

"Hmm." Yuhua replied succinctly.

"How long are you going to stay this time?"

"Leave when it's time to go."

"You're still the same."

"Hmm."

The two chatted one by one, obviously in a very strange way of chatting, but the two did not feel embarrassed at all, as if it had always been like this.

"Ziqing is nineteen years old this year, bring it over to show you." Yuhua Zhenren changed the topic and talked about Chu Ziqing.

"Ah, nineteen so soon?" Ming Zezhen's eyes fell on Chu Ziqing again.

Chu Ziqing straightened his waist, he finally remembered why this Ming Ze Zhenren's face was so familiar, it turned out that Ming Ze Zhenren was somewhat similar to his master.

"Can you show me your hand?" Ming Ze asked politely.

Chu Ziqing's eyelids jumped, hesitating, he has been getting more and more unable to control the magic beads in his body recently, although he has the cover of the demon plant, but Ming Ze Zhenren is not so easy to fool as others, in case he is discovered......

Ming Ze Zhenren is the master of the Wufu Gate, and now he is already the cultivation of the three tribulations of the body, and half a foot has stepped into the Mahayana period!

Yuhua Zhenren didn't know Chu Ziqing's worries, and thought he was shy, after all, he knew the introverted nature of his own disciple, so Yuhua Zhenren said: "Ziqing, let him help you take a look." ”

Chu Ziqing saw that Yuhua Zhenren had spoken, and stretched out his hand helplessly, he could only silently pray that Ming Ze Zhenren would not see it, otherwise he would really be finished.

Ming Ze Zhenren bent his lips, and unlike Yuhua Zhenren, he always smiled, giving people a kind and amiable feeling.