"Zhao Zimo, I am willing to worship the immortal as a teacher." He walked quickly to the middle-aged Taoist and was about to kneel down to worship the master, but the Taoist dragged him out of thin air with his hand, and a gentle breath came to his body, making him unable to kneel down no matter what.

This middle-aged Taoist is wearing a cyan Taoist robe, with mountains, clouds, seas and fog crocheted before and after, like a dream, which makes people unreal, but he can also know that this Taoist robe is a rare treasure.

The Taoist didn't have a beard, a pair of sword eyebrows were very handsome, he was not as lazy as before, he looked at Zhao Zimo carefully, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "The apprentice is not here, and my Pure Yang Sword Sect does not kneel and worship, if you are lucky, you can only worship me once in front of the ancestor in this life, and you don't need it at other times, because those who can enter my immortal peak will be Taoist friends in the future, how can there be the habit of worshipping and worshipping." ”

Zhao Zimo was stunned, then nodded, since this person had agreed to accept him as an apprentice, then he also returned to his usual calm look, which was completely inconsistent with the heart of a young man, and his breath was plain and natural, and he seemed to be a deep Taoist true tradition.

It was at this time that the other immortal masters took a closer look at him, and a trace of remorse flashed in his eyes, this person seemed to be poor, and his realm was average, but he cultivated his mind in adversity and cultivated his strength in good times.

If he hadn't experienced a lot of difficulties, his state of mind would not be so calm, but although his realm was poor, he just didn't have a good cultivation environment, and what the sect didn't lack was a cultivation environment.

So Zhao Zimo, obviously missed by them, just now these immortal masters in the palace, have been looking at this group of teenagers for a long time, and they are also in the palace for a long time to determine who chooses whom, otherwise they really want to buy things in front of this group of teenagers, like a vegetable market, noisy, what kind of system?

"You said your name, and Poor Dao naturally told you, this Pure Yang Sword Sect, the first Li Daochun of Immortal Peak, let's go, follow me back to the sect." Li Daochun turned his head and left, and Zhao Zimo naturally followed.

But just as they were about to leave, a voice rang out!

"Why!!

Why don't you take me as an apprentice? What am I worse than them? My realm is higher than theirs, and my combat power is stronger than theirs, so why don't you accept me? The young man with the double knives at his waist finally couldn't help but shout loudly.

Li Daochun felt a little interesting, so he turned his head to look, Zhao Zimo naturally followed the rotation of his gaze, the young man who had achieved the martial arts golden pill at the age of thirteen or fourteen, clenched his fists at this time, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Why, with the dying elders of your family, give you a golden pill?

With the great efforts of your parents, killing people and grabbing treasures, and getting you a pair of unwilling spiritual treasure knives?

Or do you think you can make me wait to look at you with an ant like you?

Ants, those who do not enter the Tao, are still ants after all, and you are just a bigger ant, and you still feel that you are on top, which is really the biggest joke in the world. The immortal master of a sect showed a sneering look, and his mouth was merciless.

Every time he said a word, he let him take a step back, until the last sentence, he let the young man with the double knife take three steps back, spit out a mouthful of blood, Jin Dan cracked, Dao heart collapsed, and from then on, the realm stopped!

And the two double knives, the sword qi bloomed, instantly tearing his hands into white bones, and the whole person fell to the ground with a blank gaze, and kept muttering: "Why, why was it discovered, why ......"

"If you break it, you can break it, why bother to spoil people's moods......" At this time, a middle-aged man in a purple brocade robe walked out, with sparse gold threads on his chest and back, as if there was a dragon, swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

He came here in a hurry, majestic and self-explanatory, so that the other immortal masters stopped and nodded to him as a sign of respect.

"Oh, originally I also wanted to wait for him to ask, and then try what his state of mind is, to see if I can accept him as an apprentice, but unfortunately, after all, it is useless, if the prince likes it, he will send him to the army, maybe he can become a peerless general." The immortal master who spoke was surnamed Song, his name was Rende, and he had a smile in his words, but the hidden disdain could be understood by anyone.

"Oh, what if I really make him that peerless general?" The prince said lightly.

"How many years?"

"Ten years!"

"Okay, if he really does it within ten years, what if I Yuntai Mountain gives you a hundred catties of marble with three golden veins?"

"Okay, carry this person away." The prince smiled and asked the guards behind him to lift the young man and take him away.

Song Rende suddenly sneered: "The prince walks slowly, what if you don't let him become that peerless general?" ”

"Then how about I lead my troops to level your Yuntai Mountain?" When this person said a word, the entire square was like an extremely cold place, and Zhao Zimo couldn't help but shudder.

Fortunately, the prince paused, looked back at Song Rende, who was pale, and said indifferently: "Just kidding, when the time comes, I will give you an equivalent spirit armor, by the way, you have also finished choosing, and the remaining people are still from our Tang Dynasty, so I don't want to send them!" ”

Li Daochun squinted his eyes, grabbed the shoulder of the lord Zhao Zimo, and boom, rose from the ground and soared into the sky.

And in a short period of time, Zhao Zimo, who had collected a lot of news, even if his body was taken into the air, and then he flew at a very fast speed, his complexion did not change.

He just wanted to use his memory to write down all the conversations, characters, and even the clothes worn by these immortals, and he didn't want to miss a single detail.

He just wants to make his future better, so he has to work harder than ordinary people, and he is also in the town, and he learned the official dialect of the Tang Dynasty and even those words within a year.

I don't know how long it took for Zhao Zimo, who engraved those messages in his mind, slowly came back to his senses.

And at this moment, they are long gone in the sky, but on the top of a mountain higher than the sea of clouds.

Zhao Zimo looked at the scene in front of him in shock, the mountains were high and the sea of clouds, the cranes were crying, and the steps paved with white jade, layer after layer, seemed to reach the foot of the mountain.

And on the top of the mountain, there is a palace made of white jade, hidden in the clouds and mist, such as the fairyland heavenly palace.

He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, what the immortal master said was right, they were cultivating in the immortal palace all day long, and looking at the mortals on the earth from the sky, they were really no different from ants.

Especially when he looked not far away, there were eight other peaks higher than the sea of clouds, and those peaks were different, there were heavenly pools, high towers, a giant sword erected on the top of the mountain, and there was also a cloud ladder that led directly to the heavenly court, so that he could not see the end at a glance......

He was like a poor boy in the countryside, just watching all this stupidly, he couldn't believe it, he didn't dare to imagine it.

And he finally knew how far the road ahead was, how long it was, and how difficult it was.

Fortunately, he always believes that as long as he doesn't die, he can get ahead!

Li Daochun watched his mood gradually calm down, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, he was worthy of being the disciple he chose, it was extraordinary, if the other little guys were taken directly to the top of the mountain, it would be almost the same if his mood did not collapse, because they saw the nine immortal mountains of the Pure Yang Sword Sect.

Nine, immortal mountains that fell from the sky.

Nine are the highest immortal mountains in the Dongzhou Continent!

Nine seats, the immortal mountains that were cut down from the sky by the sword of the ancestors!

-。 -I'm so cute, don't you give me a recommendation ticket, doesn't your heart hurt?