The only pity is that the palace in the game is located on a snowy mountain.

On the top of the mountain, where the snow is covered with snow and almost no vitality, there is a palace with blue tiles and white walls, which suddenly looks more and more immortal and extremely high.

But is the lack of snow a problem here?

Of course not.

Jiang Zhe immediately controlled the weather system, turned the sunny day into a dark cloud cover, and then blew a strong wind to cool down, and in an instant the sky flashed and thundered, the dark clouds sank, and the big snowflakes fell as if they didn't want money.

"Just wait for the snow to cover the top of the mountain, and then it will be beautiful. Jiang Zhe said happily.

But he immediately found out that there was a palace and then it snowed, and this heavy snow did not only fall on the mountains, but also fell into the palace, if no one cleaned it, it is estimated that the palace would be almost gone after the heavy snowfall......

"People, lack of people!" Jiang Zhe hurriedly made a move, one by one young and beautiful people wearing Taoist robes, fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl NPCs appeared in front of him, these are the appearance of disciples of the sect, simple Taoist robes, very capable, very suitable for miscellaneous work.

As soon as a group of girls came out, they exclaimed, "Oops, it's snowing!

Then a group of female disciples began to sweep the snow with brooms......

Suddenly, the girls of Yingying Yanyan began to wave the broom and started to work, not to mention, Jiang Zhe, who was used to seeing uncles and aunts sweeping the floor, suddenly saw a group of beautiful fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls sweeping the floor, that feeling, it was really good.

"Beautiful!" Jiang Zhe sat on the roof, smiling like a fool.

But he hasn't forgotten the right thing, since he has all the disciples, then just set up this sect and give him all the people.

So, Jiang Zhe began to create NPCs again.

Since it is a sect, the sect master must have it.

Jiang Zhe got another old man with a big beard, a majestic face, a fairy style, and a childish face.

As soon as this person appeared, he bowed to Jiang Zhe: "Meet the gods." ”

Jiang Zhe said: "You get up, go, and manage your sect well." ”

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Venerable God, you didn't give us a name, and besides, what is the name of our sect?"

Jiang Zhe rolled his eyes and said, "Do you still use me to name me?"

The old man scratched his head and said, "You created me, isn't it equivalent to my own father?" ”

Jiang Zhe was stunned for a moment, it seemed that this was indeed the case, but he didn't even have a wife, and he directly had a bearded old man who looked like a seventy or eighty-year-old man as his son......

"Dad!" At this moment, a group of young girls ran over and shouted to Dad.

Jiang Zhe rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Don't call Dad." ”

"Daddy!" shouted a group of young girls again.

Jiang Zhe subconsciously wanted to say don't shout like that, but at that moment, the bad taste came up, and the words of rejection that came to his mouth were swallowed back.

Jiang Zhe waved his hand and said, "Hey...... This generation, we just need to know. In front of outsiders, just call me Master Zu. Don't call Dad......" and then the thing added: "Feel free to do it in private." ”

"Yes, Daddy!" shouted a group of lively and lovely girls.

The point is these girls, Jiang Zhe's setting is a disciple of the Xianmen, and they are also dressed as Bei'er Xian, and now as soon as he opens his mouth, he calls Dad, Jiang Zhe's heart is suddenly not calm, the corners of his mouth are cracked, and he laughs like a toad in heat.

At the same time, I wondered if I should make the skirt of the sect shorter...... Well, we'll talk about it later!

"Daddy, please name me. At this time, a rough old voice shouted.

The smile in Yu Huifei's eyes, the saliva at the corner of his mouth disappeared instantly, he only felt disgusting in his stomach, and hurriedly waved his hand: "You roll...... Take the name yourself!"

The old man was unwilling: "That sect, you have to give a name, right?"

Jiang Zhe looked at the girls with big watery eyes, and then looked at the mountain gate he had set up, touched his chin and did not refuse, he thought about it again and again, what kind of girl gate did he consider, the Golden Dragon Sect and the like, but the name was worse than the Snow White Rabbit Gang. After thinking about it, he said, "This is called Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion." ”

The old man and the others knelt on the ground one after another, bowing and thanking them.

Jiang Zhe said again: "You are the sect master, I will show you the direction, you are responsible for developing skills, and then passing them on, understand?"

The old man said respectfully, "The child listens to the order." ”

Jiang Zhe regretted it for the first time, he had made an old man the sect master, and he knew how good it would be to get another girl!

Rubbing his eyebrows, Jiang Zhe said: "Let's talk about it in the future." ”

The old man's head shook like a rattle, and he resolutely refused: "The etiquette cannot be exceeded, otherwise I will be no different from the Demon Gate." ”

Jiang Zhe saw that this old man was quite stubborn, so he asked, "What if I insist?"

"Big brother!" the old man knelt down and bowed.

The old man's reaction almost broke Jiang Zhe's waist.

But then he figured it out, and he had learned that these NPCs he created were absolutely loyal to him, and no matter what he asked, they would only give opinions, but they would not refuse.

Therefore, although the old man doesn't like to pass the etiquette very much, Jiang Zhe's words are oracles, and he has to listen to them, so he kneels down and calls the eldest brother.

Jiang Zhe rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Forget it, you still call me Master Zu." ”

"It's Master Zu!" the old man kowtowed again: "I implore Master Zu to pass on the merits!"

Jiang Zhe was speechless for a while, he passed on his skills, he didn't know anything.

Jiang Zhe pulled out the old man's attribute bar again, and directly pulled the old man's comprehension up, directly to 99 points, and then he couldn't pull it anymore, obviously this is the limit of the old man.

The old man took the lead and shouted again, please give the exercise, and Jiang Zhe's head was big for a while.

In the end, he was irritated by these guys, grabbed a pen and paper and wrote a bunch of words on it like cockroaches crawling around, the words were scribbled, Jiang Zhe himself almost couldn't recognize them.

When he threw it to the old man, the old man looked at the messy ghost drawing talisman on it with straight eyes, but finally he knelt on the ground and shouted, "Thank you Master Zu for the blessing!"

A group of female disciples also bowed, and the voice of Jiang Zhe was sweet.

But this also made Jiang Zhe a little embarrassed, after all, he just scribbled casually.

The old man asked again, "Master Zu, what is the name of this exercise?"

Jiang Zhe subconsciously returned: "The code for primary school students...... Ahem, Cloud Mist Sword Technique. ”

The old man looked thoughtfully at the elementary school student and said, "Is it the Cloud and Mist Sword Technique?" No wonder the lines on this seem to be chaotic, but in fact, they imply heavenly principles. ”

Jiang Zhe's face turned red when he heard such sycophants, and he looked up at the sky, not daring to look at people at all.

At this moment, the old man suddenly shouted, grabbed the clouds and mist in the sky with his five fingers, and a cloud of mist flew in, fell into his hands, and was swept by his hands, directly turning into a cloud and mist long sword. Then the old man's footsteps were vain, and his body was like a floating cloud, as if he was not focused, and he changed ethereally, making it impossible to guess. The long sword in his hand is even more impermanent, one will be like a long rainbow, one will turn into a heavenly horse, and one will turn into a meteor sun and moon...... The sword shines brightly, and the wind blows.