True disciples, every ten years, the Taixu Sect only admits more than a dozen people, which can be said to be the place where the entire Yangzhou is full of talents.

The monks who have gone out from here have turned their spirits into nothingness and do not know how many, even Mahayana monks have also appeared a few.

Preaching in the market, as long as you become the true transmission of the void, it is equivalent to stepping into the door of refining the void with one foot, as long as you take the other foot in.

It may not be as easy as it is rumored, but it is enough to see the extraordinary nature of the true disciples.

After listening to the explanations of several people, Chu Zige nodded at them, and then said lightly:

"Well, the monk should be single-minded."

"Don't learn from those women with long tongues in the mountains and villages, chewing the root of the tongue ......"

“......”

Several people nodded wryly.

Passage through the front hall.

Different from Yangzhou, the entire building complex is based on Jizhou, and the architecture of the northerners is more atmospheric than Yangzhou.

But it also has the elegance of the south of the Yangtze River, and occasionally there are yellow warblers skimming the treetops, crisply crying out of this side of the world is picturesque.

The early sun is at the top, and the water is below.

There was a stone arch bridge with many sword shadows on the water, and a carriage slowly drove over the bridge, the curtain of the carriage was opened, and one of the men was holding his chin, silently looking at the water under the bridge in a daze.

Jun's face is like a jade, his eyes are like an ink lake, a pair of peach blossom eyes are flowing, and his expression is quiet.

The bluestone-paved open space was surrounded by young disciples, all of whom were the most outstanding young monks in the mansions of Yangzhou, so they naturally had to talk for a long time, and soon, the crowd saw that the carriage came in the direction of the front hall, and they all got out of the way.

Only one pointed to the carriage and said to the man in red beside him:

"Du Gongzi, the one in the carriage should be Chu Zige."

Another man next to the man in red spoke, with sour jealousy in his words:

"The descendants of the Chu family, it is said that with this identity, they entered the inner door without passing any assessments."

"I don't know if this true disciple assessment will continue to open a small stove for him."

"It's a good tire."

“......”

The man in red just smiled casually, just looked at Chu Zige, with a little thought on his cheeks.

He is the eldest son of the Du family in Yangzhou, and he is also the descendant of the great elder Du Ruhui, who is well-informed, and knows Chu Zige's identity better than everyone else.

Even if the Chu family had already been defeated, just the legacy left for him was not comparable to the two people beside him.

However, he has always been cautious in his family style, ignoring the words of the two, just revealing the topic, and then clapping his hands with a smile and facing Chu Zige:

"In Xia Du Yuan, I have seen Brother Chu."

“......”

Due to Chu Zige's special identity, very few people have greeted him.

- Of course, it is not excluded that the woman called Ning Yu spread rumors.

Suddenly, when he heard the call to himself, he was stunned, and when he looked back, he saw a man in red smiling and saluting him.

After hearing that it was a member of the Du family, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, and he secretly said something interesting.

After the Chu family was ruined, the sword pavilion was handed over to the Du family for management, and now five hundred years have passed, the world only knows the surname of the sword pavilion Du, and only a few people know that the original owner is the Chu family......

In fact, the reason is very simple, that is, the means are a little disgraceful.

Chu Zige got up and stepped out of the carriage, looked at Du Yuan and chuckled:

"It turned out to be Brother Du."

"When the emperor canonized the twelfth family, Lingzu Duhou was one of them, passed to Brother Du, I am afraid that there are no less than eighteen generations, and the rivers and lakes are known as the left of the south of the Yangtze River, one door and three marquis, famous, who doesn't know?"

“......”

This is not Chu Zige's deliberate boasting, but it is true.

The 108,000 disciples of the Taixu Sect, if they are really ranked according to their family background, the man in red in front of him is firmly in the top three.

Du Yuan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this descendant of the Chu family to have such a bearing, and hurriedly replied:

"Brother Chu has an overreputation, the reputation of his ancestors, Du is ashamed."

Chu Zige shook his head and chuckled:

"This is not what Chu said, but what the Kyushu monk said, and the Du family deserves it."

“......”

Du Yuan's face seemed calm, but in fact, there were slight waves in his heart.

For this descendant of the Chu family, there are few rumors about him on the rivers and lakes, even if his reputation is not good now...... Du Yuan would never think that the descendants left by the Chu family at such a cost were mediocre.

Playing with a woman, what's all the fuss? Isn't it normal for men to have a little quirk?

Du Yuan felt that he had underestimated this descendant of the Chu family before, so he said goodbye and left after a few polite words.

Chu Zige stared at his back, his eyes flickered slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked up an indifferent smile, and said softly:

"The Chu family's must be the Chu family's sooner or later."

“......”

He continued to walk forward, and came to the top of the wall, looking at the portrait of the sect elder on it.

The general meaning of the text next to it is that this time, there will be nine elders in the Taixu Sect to recruit true disciples, and let the inner disciples choose an elder of the sect according to their own strengths, and once selected, it cannot be changed.

If he loses, he will either expect other elders to pick him up, but this is very unlikely, or he will have to wait for the next ten years.

- This gave Chu Zige the illusion of going to graduate school......

"Elder Du, Elder Pan...... Elder Qin ......"

All the way to the familiar name that can't be more familiar:

"Ru Zifeng, Elder Li."

Chu Zige had a sudden illusion that after many years, she was already unattainable......

Under the gaze of a group of inner disciples, he got into the carriage and drove in the direction of Confucius Peak.

......

Ruzi Peak.

Chu Zige came to the water villa at the foot of the mountain, and he was a little nervous in his heart.

But if you're ready, why hold back?

He tidied up his appearance, put on a crown, and took care of it gently, then pinned a sword to his waist, and then walked into the water garden.

Sonorous –

Suddenly, a sword flew out and stabbed straight at the willow tree on Chu Zige's side, the force was so great that it penetrated the entire trunk, and the sword body was still trembling.

Chu Zige frowned, holding the crown that was crooked by the strong wind, and squinted at the sword.

The sword body is slender, and the silver handle is embroidered with begonias, which is slightly shorter than ordinary swords, and it is obviously a women's sword.

- The sword was missed, and I don't know if it was intentional or accidental.

"Ruzi Peak, idle people, etc., stop."

“......”

A cold voice came, and Chu Zige looked in the direction of the voice.

In the attic stood a woman, dressed in a snow-white fox fur, with a smoky purple gown and a wide collar, and a long white neck exposed.

His black hair was tied high, his lips were like cherry red, and there was no rouge on his face.

Looking up and down, it gives people the feeling that it is a lone pine in the snow-capped mountains, which is so cold that it makes people palpitate.

Shangguan Ningyu stared at Chu Zige condescendingly, when an autumn wind blew and lifted the hem of her long skirt.

Her slender jade legs were slightly bent, biting her thin lips, and her cold eyes were a little embarrassed.

Chu Zige glanced at it quickly, turned around in time, and turned his back to her to show his gentlemanly demeanor:

"In Xia Chu Zige, I ask to see Elder Li."

“......”

After a pause, he continued:

"This pink girl is ......"

Chu Zige's face froze, slightly embarrassed:

“......”

Shangguan Ningyu's face was expressionless.