Out of Chang'an in the west, I beat a horse and passed by the Iron Buddha Temple, and saw that there were many people around. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The men, dressed in tatters and belonging to the poor population of Chang'an, had steaming cauldrons on the stage, and monks from two temples were busy giving porridge to everyone.

Zhuo Zangfeng reined in the horse's head and glanced in that direction.

After the Qingyunbang archery competition, the two million silver taels won were pushed back and forth in the same month, and all of them were happily sent to the host of the Iron Buddha Temple, asking them to give porridge and rice to the people.

Glancing at the sunset in the west, he no longer looked back, and resolutely walked out of the last gate of Chang'an City.

The cloud-stepping Pegasus is extraordinary, knows how not to be bumpy, and walks more steadily, even so, when encountering a rugged and difficult road, Zhuo Zangfeng still walks slowly.

Walking in the night, the advantage of the Pegasus is manifested, bearing the weight of two people, the eyes pierce the darkness, and the sound of strong horses' hooves resounds through the road, the speed is fast and steady.

It is estimated that when the time is up, Zhuo Zangfeng will take off the jade box, open the lid of the box with the spell passed down by Duan Qianhua, and accept the light of the stars and the moon to bathe and absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

In the past, opening the "Immortal Jade Divine Box" would always cause drowsiness, but at this time, you can see that the vitality flowing between heaven and earth poured into the box, deepening the nostalgia for the old monster.

He didn't follow Mo Ya's instructions and talk to His Highness Yue, because he really didn't know what to say in the face of the unconscious Yueyue.

Sometimes he would moisten Yueyue's dry lips with water, looking at her pale and beautiful face, his heart was full of worry, I don't know how many times, he tested the girl's weak pulse, completely forgetting the difficulties on the road.

Take advantage of the break to grab a casual dry food or, in relative safety, take a break before heading out on your way again.

In the first few days, there were many troubles.

When crossing the pass, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty checked the pedestrians, and always asked him to open the box, thinking that more things were better than less, so he had to take out silver taels and send them away.

It wasn't until at a certain pass that a black-faced general soldier actually offered to exchange an old horse for a cloud horse, that Zhuo Zangfeng couldn't help but make a move and beat the chief soldier well.

After that, it became smooth, and the pawns at the checkpoints everywhere became cautious and respectful when they saw the horses and the boys.

At first, Zhuo Zangfeng was still surprised, but when he encountered more, he was not surprised and no longer thought about this matter.

On the sixth day, after crossing a lake and getting off the ferry, the majestic Tianjian Mountain was already standing in front of him.

Leading horses to climb the mountain, looking at the mountains in the distance, the mountain road is winding, as if it extends to the white clouds.

Take a short break on the hillside, open the "Fairy Jade Divine Box", and let the sleeping Yueyue breathe in the fresh air of the mountain.

It was quiet, except for the singing of the wind and the chirping of birds.

Zhuo Zangfeng stared at the endless white clouds, thinking that he could finally see his master.

Thinking of the master, his whole body was full of strength, he didn't stop, he quickly put away the jade box, led the horse with one hand, and held the box with the other, along the stone steps of the mountain road, all the way up.

Before coming to the mountain gate where Yueyue was originally admired, Zhuo Zangfeng breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the three words "Heavenly Sword Sect" on the plaque, and then looked sideways at the couplets engraved on the stone on the left and right sides:

"The Daomen is unparalleled, and the sword realm is the first".

He said to himself: "Master said, this is the pen written by Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, and His Majesty the Emperor likes Wang Youjun's penmanship the most, and it is really extraordinary!"

After passing through the mountain gate, turning a corner, a clearing appeared in front of you.

It is rare to find such a place next to the narrow road of the mountains.

However, there were still seven or eight Heavenly Sword Sect disciples in Dao robes on that field.

Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly saw them, and was pleasantly surprised in his heart, after walking for so long, he finally saw someone.

The eight outer disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who were complaining on the field suddenly saw an extraordinary horse and a young man with divine eyes, and they suddenly stopped talking.

"May I ask the Chief, this is the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

Originally, this question was a bit redundant, obviously I saw the mountain gate, and I asked knowingly, but Zhuo Zangfeng was bored all the way, and he couldn't think of polite words for a while.

Even if this question is to greet them, you can't directly explain that you are the apprentice of Meng Taixu and his old man, that will scare these little Taoist priests stupidly, and maybe all the smoke will escape.

Zhuo Zangfeng thought about it, but saw a fat Taoist priest who was about the same age as himself coming over and glaring at him, and then surrounded Tianma vigilantly for a long time.

"What are you doing in the Heavenly Sword Sect?" the fat Taoist priest asked.

"Looking for ......" can't be said to be looking for a master, it's better to be low-key, Zhuo Zangfeng immediately changed his words: "Looking for Dongfang Yinyue's predecessors." ”

"Huh!" The fat Taoist priest said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Dongfang senior, is it something you can see if you want to see it?" and then looked back at the few junior disciples who surrounded him.

"It's been eight years since we, the outer disciples, came here, and we haven't seen that Dan Dao Sect Master at all, you are a foreigner, hurry back and give up the idea of immortality as soon as possible. ”

In fact, Zhuo Zangfeng did not have the luck of His Royal Highness Yueyue, the last time Yueyue came to the Heavenly Sword Sect, the first thing he encountered was the Heavenly Sword Sect's master. Now he met the lowest-ranking outer disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, not to mention introducing him, it was to pass on the news, and these people were not qualified to do so.

Outer disciples are equivalent to miscellaneous servants in the Heavenly Sword Sect, doing hard and dirty work, learning the lowest martial arts, although there is not much difference in food and clothing, but there is a world of difference in cultivation and entry.

Today, a few of them finished their work and were venting their dissatisfaction, and Zhuo Zangfeng happened to arrive.

The fat Taoist priest is called Yuan Liuliu, the thin and tall one behind him is called Cheng Zhuzhu, and the others are Yue Chang'an, Wan Chaiyun and others.

At the beginning, Meng Taixu, the founding ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Sect, did not advocate that a sect should be divided into internal and external disciples, and later traveled overseas, and the successive generations of the Heavenly Sword Sect also acted according to the instructions of the Dao Ancestor.

It's a pity that the Heavenly Sword Sect is famous, and there is an endless stream of people who come to seek a teacher, and besides, there are different good and bad among these people, and they can't refuse in one bite. After consideration, I had no choice but to set up inner and outer disciples again.

After the outer disciples were assessed, they were allowed to enter the sect to practice, and they were regarded as exactly the inner disciples.

To put it bluntly, it is a test of these people.

The number of people who went to the Heavenly Sword Sect together with Hara Ruru and the others exceeded five hundred, and after so many years, many of them could not endure the hard life, or because of their personality and conduct, they either went down the mountain automatically or were expelled from the mountain.

In fact, this is exactly what the Heavenly Sword Sect has always tested for its disciples, one to test their conduct, and the other to test their hard-working spirit.

Eight years have passed, and Yuan Liuliu and others have witnessed countless young disciples rushing to come and go in frustration.

So they saw Zhuo Zangfeng riding a heavenly horse of a divine horse, and although he was dusty, his eyes were bright and his clothes were good, so he was obviously a son of a rich and noble family. thought that he also came to the mountain to apprentice, and concluded that he couldn't stand such hardship, so he persuaded him to turn back.

"This son, I don't care if you are apprenticed to learn art or ask for pills, this is the Heavenly Sword Sect, if you don't suffer a lot, everything is delusional. ”

"Go back, this is not for you!"

They persuaded each other with good words, but they didn't want Zhuo Zangfeng to waste time, with such a family background, it was better to read hard for years and be bent on seeking fame and wealth.

Zhuo Zangfeng knew that these Taoist priests had misunderstood, and pleaded: "I am asking for pills to treat diseases, not the way of immortality. ”

Cheng Zhuzhu's eyes rolled, and he quickly ran over and said, "Then we really can't help, if we dare to talk too much, and those inner disciples find out, maybe they will say something in front of the elders." ”

Yue Changan echoed: "Exactly! Our assessment is up to these inner disciples. ”

After their inner disciples and outer disciples talked about it, Zhuo Zangfeng understood the meaning of his words. I was about to ask where I could find the disciples of the inner sect, but suddenly found that these people had run far away.

He turned around and saw two young Taoist priests looking at him with serious faces. (To be continued.) )