Chapter 237: You Are Special
50 per cent for option I, 21.4 per cent for option II, 14.3 per cent for option III and 14.3 per cent for option IV.
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[Option 1]
[Turned back into a fox and hid in the package and was brought over]
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Zheng Zhuo's eyes were sharp, and when he saw that the monk who was about to return to the sect had no baggage, his heart moved.
He dodged and ducked behind the alley. In a few moments, a white fox with a silver collar around its neck burst out.
Seeing that the monk had taken off with his sword, it leaped forward and jumped into the monk's baggage.
"Ahh There are dogs jumping in! β
A child on the side saw it, pointed and shouted.
But the voice was not heard by the monks. He turned into a blue light and went up the mountain.
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The wind was howling, freezing the tip of Zheng Zhuo's tail.
(What Edgeworth flies...... It's better to [God Walk a Hundred Miles]...... I'm cold. οΌβ
He flew in mid-air, picking up the furoshiki with his teeth.
The young monk had just learned to fly for a long time, and he was not yet proficient in flying. He looked nervously ahead, engrossed, oblivious to the movement behind him.
Zheng Zhuo tinkered for a long time and tied a knot in the baggage.
It's finally not cold.
But not because he managed to close the baggage.
It's because the Xiyun Sect has arrived.
Zheng Zhuo felt the young monk slowly descending in his baggage, and the wind brought a little warmth.
He wasn't going to come out, though.
(Or hide for a while.) οΌβ
Slowly, there were voices around. Zheng Zhuo heard the young monk talking to the monk guarding the mountain gate.
ββ¦β¦ Something happened to Xiyun Town. I just came back from there and a couple of kids don't know why they got mad......"
ββ¦β¦ That's right, it's probably the stage of practicing qi to building a foundation......"
"I don't know, I've never heard of this before."
"I didn't ...... last time I went on patrol"
"Let's call some more." Finally, the young monk said.
"There's no one to go."
However, the monks guarding the mountain gate also vomited bitterness.
"It's not that you don't know that this batch of newly recruited monks is too uneasy! A few of them fought privately because they were not satisfied with the assignment of master and apprentice. The one that was supposed to go under the first gate...... You also know that it was the son of the Lin family, who was beaten by several people, but he never beat him. Hey, these children from the big family of cultivating immortals have a high spirit, and they forcibly drove away with their swords. How can this cultivator know the sword? After a while, he fell into the 100,000 mountains, and many people went to look for him! β
"......"
The young monk made a sound like his teeth were sour.
"A few people have already gone to Xiyun Town, right? I think that's enough, you can go back first. β
"Ah, but...... There is no newcomer to answer, and I will be scolded by my senior brother again......"
"No, no, no. So busy, who cares if someone comes or not? β
The monk guarding the mountain gate said impatiently.
"It's going to be too fast. If you have nothing to do after you go back, go around the back mountain and move down the Lingzhu. The few new monks who were fighting privately were punished to cut down the spirit bamboo, and they cut a lot of them, and they all left them in that pile. β
"......"
It seems that this young monk is a commanded life. Zheng Zhuoguang could expect that he must have a bitter look on his face when he heard his tone.
"Huh? It's coming, it's coming. β
Zheng Zhuo's body was light. He took off again.
This time the flight was not far. After a while, it fell to the ground again.
The new place is quieter. Without the occasional sound of the mountain gate, Zheng Zhuo heard the wind and the chirping of birds.
"That's a lot......"
He heard another mutter. This was followed by a rustle.
The burden shakes up and down.
(Isn't it moving the spirit bamboo?) οΌβ
Zheng Zhuo poked a small hole in the knot of the burden with his nose. He put his eyes on the small hole and looked out.
In front of you is the wall of a bamboo shack.
The burden moved up and down again. The young monk turned around, and Zheng Zhuo's front changed from a wall to a pile of bamboo lying upside down on the ground.
"Hey."
The monk carried a large bundle of spiritual bamboo. Those bamboo leaves danced up and down.
Almost blocked both sides of his body.
(It seems that this is the back mountain.) οΌβ
Zheng Zhuo pressed down with his chin, and the burden opened.
He jumped out, landed on the ground, jumped three times and two times, and disappeared behind the bamboo pile.
"Huh? Got a sound? β
By the time the young monk had turned around with great effort waving a large pile of bamboo, he had already run away.
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Zheng Zhuo walked through the tall bamboo forest. After all, this is someone else's territory, and he doesn't dare to use [Divine Travel Hundred Miles], so he just relies on two pairs of short legs to pedal.
(The terrain is a bit flat.) οΌβ
Finally entered the sect. He was still a little worried.
After all, if you can't keep it, a high-ranking monk will suddenly pop out of nowhere and catch him back as a pet.
However, after walking for a while, what Zheng Zhuo was worried about did not happen.
Instead, he saw a young man first.
It was a boy of about twelve or thirteen years old, frowning at the moment, and was swinging an axe to chop bamboo.
([Identification].) οΌβ
A glint flashed in Zheng Zhuo's eyes.
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[Name: Zhou Dong]
[Race: Human]
[Tendon veins: wood fire double veins ordinary]
[Acquisition: Xiao Tai Shang Xuan Jing Qi Xiaocheng]
γDivine Power: Noneγ
[Ritual Weapon: None]
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Only the practice of qi is small, and the age is not very old.
Looking at it like this, I am afraid that it is one of the monks who said in the mouth of the gatekeeper that "they did not accept the assignment of master and apprentice and fought in private".
Zheng Zhuo thought about it and approached him with a flick of his tail.
100 steps.
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Ten steps.
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Five steps.
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The young man named Zhou Dong turned his head sharply.
Seeing a wisp of white appear behind him, he jumped backwards in fright, raised his axe and assumed a vigilant posture.
No, I can't. It's really slow. Zheng Zhuo sighed inwardly.
Neither can judgment. What is the use of vigilance? With this kind of strength gap, those who don't run away are unqualified.
He didn't really sigh. Because he has "Concentrating Formula" in his mouth.
"White ...... Fox......? β
Zhou Dong looked vigilantly at Zheng Zhuo, who suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Xiyun Sect has this kind of fox? Never heard of ...... There is a book in his mouth......"
He was wary.
Then I saw Zheng Zhuo open his mouth and put the book on the ground.
"Why is it that only those who have connections can enter under the first gate? Obviously, I don't have much inferiority compared to him......"
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was told the central thing by the fox, and Zhou Dong's face froze.
It's too obvious.
Zheng Zhuo thought.
However, he can't pick students right now.
"Talking fox...... Monsters? β
Zhou Dong asked stiffly.
"Rude boy, you actually compare me to a demon beast."
Seeing that he was bluffing, Zheng Zhuo began to play tricks.
"Cultivating immortals is originally going upward. Remembering that you have an upward heart, unlike others, you are alone here. β
He flicked his tail.
"I want you to learn the "Concentration Technique". After three hours, I came to take it back. Remember, don't be seen by others. β
Zheng Zhuo left the book in place.
"That's what it is...... This is the legendary fortuitous ...... Unexpectedly, it was ...... after entering the sect! β
Zhou Dong's hands trembled slightly from excitement.
"I, I'm going to study hard! Don't leave even a step! β
He said aloud, immediately opening the pages and beginning to memorize silently. After a while, as if remembering something, I quickly went to the shack to get a pen and paper for registering bamboo, and copied it.
(The response is qualified.) οΌβ
Zheng Zhuo looked at him and thought with satisfaction.
Next......
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γQuestionγ
[Let a young monk of the Xiyun Sect learn the "Concentration Technique", what should he do next? γ
[Option 1]
[Aren't there other monks who have also been punished for cutting bamboo?] Teach the past in turn]
[Option 2]
[Too many people learn to be too attention-grabbing? Only teach Zhou Dong]
[Option 3]
[The more people learn, the better!] Trick the monks behind you into copying a few more copies, and also give one copy to each of the monks of the Xiyun Sect]
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