Those outer disciples who were running fast hid behind the rocks and kept looking this way. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhuo Zangfeng turned around and saw two teenagers in front of him who were about his age.

One of them was obese, and the other had pockmarks on his face, but seeing that the robes of the two were extremely clean, and the bun on their heads was meticulously combed, they thought that they should be inner disciples.

"Two Dao Masters, take me to meet the seniors of the East!"

In order to see Dongfang Yinyue in the fastest time, Zhuo Zangfeng was extremely polite.

The fact that he is Meng Taixu's apprentice cannot be explained at present, otherwise he will definitely be questioned and even cause more serious consequences.

Moreover, coming to the Heavenly Sword Sect this time is equivalent to giving up the opportunity to enter the Heavenly Machine Pavilion Houhai to cultivate.

The master said that Yueyue's injuries would take about a year to heal, and during this period, he happened to stay in the Heavenly Sword Sect, starting from the most basic swordsmanship.

Not only to defeat Bu Shishu, but also to let the whole world see that I, Zhuo Zangfeng, am a disciple of Meng Taixu.

As for reason, he remained polite, and he also maintained a faint demeanor.

Because he is already a closed disciple of the Dao Ancestor, these inner disciples in front of him, no matter how arrogant they are, are nothing more than the juniors of the younger generation.

I'm a very senior with a very high rank, can I be guilty of scheming with my juniors?

Zhuo Zangfeng thought happily, and then watched the two Taoist priests watch around Tianma, with a shocked look on his face.

"Senior Brother Mu, this is a rare good horse in the world, if it is given to Elder Wang, maybe as soon as his old man is happy, he will pass on a few wonderful swordsmanship. ”

The one who spoke was the pock-faced Taoist priest, known as the pock-faced third among the inner disciples.

The Taoist priest surnamed Mu is the leader of the inner disciples, and he is said to be from Chang'an, Kyoto, and his name is Mu Jianhong.

"Nonsense! When did my Heavenly Sword Sect take away people's property!"

Mu Jianhong scolded, then raised his gaze, glanced at him arrogantly, and asked:

"Did you come to the Heavenly Sword Sect to obtain the elixir, or to learn from a teacher?"

"I'm here to find the Eastern seniors, and I hope the Dao Master will be easy to introduce!" Zhuo Zangfeng's expression remained unchanged.

"You go back!" Mu Jianhong said casually, "Dongfang seniors won't see you." ”

The pock-faced Taoist priest nodded in agreement, and further said: "Even His Majesty the current Emperor wants to see Danzun's seniors, and he is generously invited, what qualifications do you have to see his old man?"

When he was in Qifeng Mountain, he had dealt with countless people, and Zhuo Zangfeng understood the truth that "the king of Hades is easy to see, but the little ghost is difficult to pick".

Now this Heavenly Sword Sect is also like this, if it weren't for the pride of the sect in his heart, he would have scolded something like "the world is as black as a crow".

There was some uncomfortable feeling in his heart, and he quickly thought: "These are two junior disciples, just like naughty children, don't be surprised!"

"I was entrusted by my master to seek the help of my predecessors in the East. ”

He had no choice but to tell the truth.

Who knew that when the pock-faced Taoist priest heard this, his eyes widened, and he said disdainfully: "What master, old master Kong?"

Mu Jianhong once again reprimanded Senior Brother Ma who was open-mouthed, "Don't talk too much!" and then looked at Zhuo Zangfeng, with a deep suspicion on his face.

"Under the banner of others, this is not very good, this is a matter of conduct, don't think you can hide it from us? This time I spare you, I won't pursue it, you go down the mountain!"

Spare me? Zhuo Zangfeng smiled bitterly, obviously telling the truth, why do these Taoist priests want to embarrass themselves.

"Hey, why is Senior Brother Mu so good-tempered today? It's really rare!"

Several outer disciples who were hiding behind the rocks were amazed.

At this moment, Senior Brother Mu, who had always been stern and arrogant, did not accuse them, and several people dared to walk out of the hiding place.

The pock-faced Taoist priest always couldn't control his mouth, and couldn't help but say again:

"Don't say it's you, it's our Senior Brother Mu, it's a seven-rank martial artist realm, and you're not qualified to ask for advice from the Eastern seniors in person, what are you?"

Seven Rank Martial Arts Realm, Zhuo Zangfeng sighed, this is also worth showing off in front of himself?

He deliberately asked, "Is the Seven-Rank Martial Arts Realm remarkable?"

"That's not it!" the pock-faced Taoist priest said: "Among us inner disciples, only Senior Brother Mu is extremely talented and has reached this realm......

At this, he suddenly became impatient.

"You don't understand this, hurry up and go down the mountain!"

This time, Zhuo Zangfeng was completely speechless.

Sighing lightly, he thought, "When did my Heavenly Sword Sect fall to this point?" Then, there was really a look of regret on his face.

Thinking about Yueyue's injury, he decided to try it by bribery, otherwise he would have to break through.

"What did Daoist Elder Fang Cai say, Elder Wang likes good horses?" said Zhuo Zangfeng, looking at the pock-faced Daoist.

The pock-faced Taoist priest's name is Ma Chunfeng, who ranks third among the disciples of the inner family, and after listening to it, he said proudly:

"That's not it! Elder Wang is one of the famous 'Heavenly Feather Seven Cultivators' in the cultivation world, and he is the elder of our Heavenly Sword Sect who protects the mountain, and there is no one in the world of equestrianism, even when Emperor Taishang formed the Divine Dragon Guard, it was all the horses selected by our Elder Wang. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng pretended to be surprised and said, "I am willing to use this horse in exchange for asking Elder Wang to introduce me to the Eastern Seniors." ”

Ma Chunfeng immediately had a spring breeze on his face, but suddenly remembered Senior Brother Mu, who had always been strict and a little ruthless, and he didn't dare to make his own decisions.

"Senior Brother Mu, I think this is a good idea!" he looked at Mu Jianhong cautiously.

Mu Jianhong didn't speak, suddenly turned around and left, saying as he walked: "Hurry up and let him go down the mountain!"

Ma Chunfeng was immediately like an eggplant beaten by frost after autumn, and his face regained his pride.

"You saw it! I've helped! Now let's go!"

Zhuo Zangfeng no longer entangled with them, pulled the reins, and continued to go up the mountain road.

However, he had just led the horse for a few feet, and a sword light suddenly flashed in front of him.

"Ding!"

I don't know when, the Qingfeng sword behind Mu Jianhong flew out of the sheath and inserted it on the mountain road, impartial, just in the middle of the road.

The big red sword spike of the Qingfeng Sword swayed with the wind, and the sword body was deeply inserted, entering the hard bluestone ground, constantly emitting a dragon-like sword roar.

Mu Jianhong didn't look back, and said in a cold voice: "No matter how obsessed you are, this bluestone is your end!"

On the way from Chang'an to the Heavenly Sword Sect, Zhuo Zangfeng was thinking that when he arrived at the mountain gate, he must keep a low profile, all for the sake of Yueyue, in order to learn the authentic swordsmanship of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

At this time, seeing Mu Jianhong Liangjian, although he was annoyed that he had intimidated himself, he still quickly restrained this emotion.

In order to test whether he could keep a low profile to the end, he deliberately leaned down with a panicked expression on his face, and then grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and pulled it up vigorously.

He was thinking that if Mu Jianhong dared to speak out again at this time, he would use True Yuan to shatter this sword, and then only enter the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The reason why I have been forbearance is because I am afraid of causing unnecessary trouble.

In addition to keeping a low profile, if he alarmed an elder or someone from the Heavenly Sword Sect, he was not an opponent, and he would not be able to understand it for a while, and it would inevitably be more troublesome.

At this moment, his patience has been pushed to the limit.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, he kicked his feet on the ground hard, his face flushed, and then suddenly let go and fell to the ground in a deliberate embarrassment.

"Hahaha!"

The pock-faced Taoist priest and the outer disciples who were peeking from the side burst into laughter.

"You know, it's amazing!"

Originally, he thought that Zhuo Zangfeng would be so frightened that he ran down the mountain, but seeing him get up from the ground, pull the tall horse, and actually raise his foot to cross Senior Brother Mu's sword, Ma Chunfeng's eyes widened.

"This kid is really not afraid!?" (To be continued.) )