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For many days afterward, the snow on the mountain showed no signs of melting.

After saying goodbye to the "senior brothers" of the outer gate who had given him care, he came to the inner door with the senior brother and the second senior brother, and more than half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

Although Daoist Feng still held a grudge against Zhuo Zangfeng, under the noses of all the senior brothers, he didn't dare to do anything out of the ordinary, at most he sneered at a few words, saying something "the worst disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect", and in addition, it was generally fine.

The swordsmanship practiced by the disciples of the inner family is much more profound, relying on the sword yuan in his body and the strong vitality, he has already cultivated these swordsmanship in just a month and a half.

As for the path of cultivation, the scope of study is already between "Heavenly Opportunity Forgetfulness", but it is relatively simple, and it can be regarded as the foundation on the basis of cultivating Qi and practicing Qi.

This does not cost Zhuo Zangfeng any experience, this profound cultivation method has already been integrated into his mind, and he has studied countless times, and at this time, he has cultivated anew, just like a tourist who has arrived on the other side, recalling the scenery on the boat.

Every time I saw the two senior brothers, Youyuan Liuliu and Chengzhuzhu, as if reading a book from heaven, frowned, and comprehended the incomparably simple cultivation exercises, or watched them compare the inner door swordsmanship drawings, one move and one style of acting, that seemed clumsy and stiff movements, and I was secretly proud in my heart.

At this time, he pretended to be hearty more, occasionally pointing out a word or two of them with nonsense, and the two of them would suddenly become enlightened, and then they were overjoyed, and then Yuan Liuliu's eyes widened, and he asked with a little curiosity: "How can the worst disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect always have amazing opinions!"

At this time, most of Cheng Zhuzhu would be very handsome to insert the sword into the scabbard, and interjected: "That's because of the guidance of our two senior brothers." ”

"Of course!!", Zhuo Zangfeng would happily admit.

Only in this way can the two of them be dispelled, and let their guidance show that they are unintentionally inserted into the willows.

If you have to hide your cultivation, you won't be so secretive about teaching something, and you won't be a thief.

Looking at the craggy and strange rocks on Danding Peak, Zhuo Zangfeng said in his heart: "Master, the disciple is too bitter!"

Then he saw his senior brother Yuan Liuliu coming over with hot tea, poured a cup full of it and handed it over, and said, "Senior brother, this tea is not bitter." ”

took the tea and drank it all, frowned and looked at Yuan Liuliu, and said, "Senior brother, the tea is not bitter, the heart is bitter." ”

"Don't be discouraged!" the senior brother looked at the little junior brother who was crossing Erlang's legs, and the young man didn't know the taste of sorrow, and comforted.

"There is a senior brother, if you have the opportunity to introduce you to Zhuo Zangfeng another day, you will know this hardship, and in front of others, it will be a blessing. ”

"Senior brother, I'm not interested in Zhuo Zangfeng, I want to know Bu Shishu. ”

"No problem, practice swordsmanship well, this matter is on the senior brother. ”

Most of the time, this kind of similar dialogue is repeated often, and according to the common sense that does not conform to common sense, the senior brother will take out the book of breathing and breathing that the inner disciple has studied, and ask the junior brother to try to explain it.

So this Heavenly Sword Sect's worst junior disciple thought seriously for a long time, and pretended to be profound:

"According to the hexagram master I followed back then, this should be ......"

The two senior brothers memorized every word, and then tried to cultivate, and after finishing it, Chengzhuzhu would habitually show a look of surprise.

"Little junior brother, I always feel that the hexagram master you follow is not an ordinary person. ”

"The junior brother thinks so too. Zhuo Zangfeng said with a smile.

Because of taking the "Heavenly Dew Gu Divine Pill", coupled with Zhuo Zangfeng's ignition from time to time, the two senior brothers who had just joined the inner gate entered the realm quickly, and in less than two months, they each broke through a realm.

Many times, the two brothers would bring up a headache to him.

"Senior brother, your brain is so flexible, why don't you see growth in cultivation?"

"So junior brother, I feel bitter in my heart! Senior brother hurry up and serve chrysanthemum tea, junior brother is bitter in my heart. ”

The senior brother, who had already received guidance and thought that the little junior brother had been deceived by the knowledge imparted by the hexagram master, remembered that the water in the pot was already cold, and he was too lazy to go over to boil it, and he had to practice what he had just learned to strengthen and reinforce, so he turned around and left.

As he walked, he said, "Senior brother, the more you drink chrysanthemum tea, the more bitter it becomes." ”

"Ungrateful, fat!" Zhuo Zangfeng scolded at his back.

Once the senior brother happened to be passing by, and when he heard the conversation between the two, he was surprised: "No wonder the chrysanthemum tea I collected is getting less and less, it must have been stolen by the original junior brother." ”

The senior brother was weak in his heart and was very good at talking, Zhuo Zangfeng was not afraid of him, and nodded in agreement.

"Senior Brother Yuan often said that Senior Brother was bold and hearty, and he didn't care about this little tea, so he brought it to everyone to taste, saying that it was Senior Brother's love for Senior Brother and couldn't shirk it, so I had to be respectful and obedient. ”

Every time he said something similar, Zhuo Zangfeng would secretly slander, and the original fat man and Cheng Bamboo Pole had been mixed for a long time, and those who were close to Zhu were red and those who were close to ink were black, and they became more and more cheesy, and the more absurd they were.

In fact, the green clouds and white fog in the mountains are already quietly washing his mind.

At that time, the youthful and frivolous aura had unconsciously subdued and become more worldly, more like an innocent and ignorant disciple who had just entered the cultivation world.

Returning to the basics is a realm that every practitioner must cross.

The senior brother naturally didn't care about it, and then still asked Yuan Liuliu to help dry or clean up the chrysanthemum tea, and every time he cleaned up, he could find that there was one or two flowers, three or four, five or six seven eight or ninety flowers missing.

Of course, the fragrance of these chrysanthemums all entered the stomach of the worst junior disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Many times, he drank chrysanthemum tea, looked at the peak and endless white clouds, and sighed secretly.

sighed that in order to hide his strength, he chose to pretend, and the more he pretended, the more he found that he was becoming more and more stupid.

So he hummed two sentences: "Seeing others break through the realm and enter the stars, I am the worst in the same place, I am the first in the sword realm in the world, the unparalleled Heavenly Sword Sect of the Daomen, the worst little master......"

The inner disciple cultivates hard, and he is the only one who can be regarded as at ease, because he bears the worst reputation of the sect, no one supervises his homework, and he does not have to get up early and sleep late to cultivate hard according to the same cultivation time for a hundred years.

The more time passed, the inner disciples gradually became accustomed to the three of them from the indifference at the beginning to the beginning, and their attitudes gradually eased, but they were busy cultivating, and everyone seemed polite, and there was no time to set the relationship closer, so those who didn't know thought that these disciples were arrogant.

Mu Jianhong was "respectful and distant" to Zhuo Zangfeng, although Hall Master Zhao and the punishment he received had not forgotten, but later remembered that after reflecting for a long time, it was indeed something wrong with him.

But as the chief disciple of the inner gate, he can't lower his shelf and admit his mistakes, let alone do any more retaliatory and despicable things for this reason, besides, Daoist Xu has learned from the past, so he still patiently answered the swordsmanship questions asked by Yuan Liuliu and others.

Time flies, the spring breeze blows warm the earth, and the snow on Tianjian Mountain seems to merge overnight, and there is snow flowing everywhere after the snow melts.

After the snow melts, the whole mountain shows a piece of emerald green, the original grass and flowers have already grown under the white snow, and now the thick snow has been lifted, and the boundless spring has reappeared in the world.

The mountains were full of green overnight.

The Heavenly Sword Sect's most comfortable and at the same time the poorest junior disciple of the cultivation opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him in amazement.

The other brothers and sisters were not in such a good mood to enjoy the scenery, and everyone was practicing swordsmanship and studying Taoism.

Zhuo Zangfeng took advantage of the snowy season to go to the outer gate, and naturally received the most grand reception.

Zhao Changan has already become a big disciple of the outer gate, and he welcomed the "little junior brother" to the outer gate with great interest, and then looked at the "Qi Condensing Divine Pill" that Zhuo Zangfeng put on the table, and expressed his gratitude again and again.

Only in this place, Zhuo Zangfeng could feel that he was not the worst disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and at the same time, he secretly scolded those inner disciples in his heart, "These bastard guys don't call me when they practice swords, they don't call me when they practice qi, they completely give me up." ”

can be scolded and scolded, and after scolding, you have to go to the inner door.

However, as soon as he came back, he saw that Mu Jianhong's clothes were soaked, his face was extremely pale, and he heard several senior brothers say that Senior Brother Mu went to crack the "Heavenly Sword Imperial Dragon" of the Sword Peak last night, and his vitality was exhausted overnight, and he did not succeed.

Zhuo Zangfeng listened to it, and secretly scolded himself for being confused, remembering that the master seemed to have said that the "Heavenly Sword and Imperial Dragon" was a sword formation, and after the inner disciple cracked it, he was qualified to stay in the Star Peak and become a Star Circle disciple.

He thought about it, but didn't think that the master had a way to break the sword formation, and seeing that Mu Jianhong seemed to be seriously injured, he secretly decided that he must find a way to break this sword formation. (To be continued.) )