Chapter 9 The Three Hundred Female College Goes to the Western Heavens

The autumn cold is as cold as water, Chu Zige coughed lightly, lowered his eyes, and continued:

"This girl is the true legend of Shangguan."

"Chu has heard of ......"

Shangguan Ningyu slowly walked down from the attic, came to Chu Zige's side, and reached out to take down the embroidered begonia silver sword inserted in the trunk.

When he passed Chu Zige again, there was no anger or blame on his face, his expression returned to indifference, and he said coldly:

"Forget it."

"In addition, the master went to the Taixu Palace."

The words came out of her mouth word by word, until she was back in the attic, holding on to the railing with both hands, and looking faintly at the sea of clouds in the distance.

Chu Zige's expression was a little weird, is this the jade girl who often appears in those works?

Fortunately, what I met was the ice bump, if I met the heroine of the Japanese manga classic pink hair, tiger teeth, and tsundere nail palace...... I'm afraid that if I want to pull my throat and scream for the entire Taixu Sect to hear, that's really difficult.

Shangguan Ningyu sat on the Nanmu stool, skillfully fiddling with the tea set, and after filling it with boiling water, he took a sip of the teacup with both hands.

Raising her head again, she saw that Chu Zige did not leave, but kept staring at herself, she pinched the tea bowl with one hand, and pretended to be calm:

"Is there anything else?"

"Why don't you let me send you?"

“......”

Chu Zige stared at the tea bowl in her hand with a strange expression, then withdrew his gaze, pursed his lips, and said:

"You and I met for the first time, but why did Chu feel that the Shangguan girl had a deep prejudice against Chu, and seemed to be intent on targeting Chu."

"However, since Miss Shangguan doesn't want to say it, then Chu won't ask."

“......”

He turned around unhurriedly, turned his back to Shangguan Ningyu, tidied up his clothes, paused for a moment, and warmly reminded:

"In addition, Shangguan Zhenchuan."

"You don't have to drink this tea that has just been boiled."

"Well, it's pretty hot......"

Turned around and disappeared into the mountains.

Shangguan Ningyu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the teacup in his hand, his beautiful face hidden in the curling heat.

- The hot tea burned her fingertips.

"Hiss......"

Bang Bang –

The tea bowl fell to the table.

Her fingertips were busy pinching her earlobes, her eyes were filled with tears, she changed her coldness from the past, and stared at the disappeared Chu Zige with an angry face.

"Damn Chu Zige."

“......”

......

Taixu Palace.

The main hall of this Taixu Sect is built on the top of Taixu Mountain, and is being built on the side of Sanqing Spring, and the fine mist overflowing from the roaring waterfall shrouds the Taixu Palace.

Countless droplets of water splashed a layer of white mist after falling, connecting into pieces, and finally only a white mist remained between heaven and earth.

In this vast fairyland-like white mist, the tiles of the eaves are particularly conspicuous, and the water droplets on the tiles converge into a thin stream of water, which flows slowly down the hanging corners, hanging down a thin silver line.

A woman in white held an oil-paper umbrella in her hand, passed through the rain and mist, and walked into the Taixu Palace.

She was greeted by a white-haired old man, and the two of them sat down, only to have an empty seat next to the woman in white.

- That's just one empty seat.

There were still a lot of people in the Taixu Palace, divided into two sides, and it was not until the white-haired old man was done again that everyone began to discuss.

The woman in white held the tea in her hands lightly, and did not say anything, just listening to the long words of the people in the room.

At last when it was her turn to speak, she blew the mist on the tea bowl:

"I'm going to move to Bujian Peak."

“......”

The Taixu Hall was obviously quiet.

"Boom-"

The next moment, everyone present stared at Li Zijun with a kind of smiling gaze, and even more began to coax ambiguously:

"Yo? Thinking about your man so soon? People haven't taken care of you yet, so you'll try your best to get up. ”

“......”

The head of Taixu pursed his mouth, sighed, and persuaded him seriously:

"Zijun, the old man knows that there is still a marriage letter between you, but this and this...... You're not too old now, even if there is a difference of dozens of years between you, no one will say anything. ”

"But between you, this age ......"

"As the saying goes, the female junior holds the gold brick, the female college sends the country to the country in the thirtieth year, and the female college is three hundred...... That can't go to the west? ”

A middle-aged man took over the conversation and personally poured a cup of tea for Li Zijun:

"Senior Sister Zijun, you have to think twice before you act......"

"At a young age, if the rumors are not good, if the Red Court Public Relations Department knows, the headline in the newspaper will be "Shocked! She was dissatisfied with her desires and did it for five hundred years......"

"Senior brother knows that you are now at the age of a wolf and a tiger, this has some needs, in fact, it can be solved with hands, and the cultivation of immortals still has to focus on the Tao......"

“......”

Great Elder Du Ruyan snorted coldly, and said indifferently:

"Failure to follow the laws of ethics and etiquette."

Li Zijun's cheeks were flushed, and he had been smeared to the root of his ears, his brows were frowned, and he pursed his lips tightly.

"Where do you all want to go?"

"I want to take Zige as an apprentice."

“......”

Apprentices?

Everyone looked at each other.

Li Wusheng, the head of Taixu, looked at his niece with some incomprehension.

Li Zijun took a sip of hot tea, hesitated for a while, and then said:

"Zige is young, and he looks like a disaster for the country and the people, he is still a descendant of the Chu family, he has both identity and status, as long as he is a woman in this world, there is no ...... that he doesn't want to stick to him"

"He doesn't have enough experience to withstand so many temptations, if he can't keep his heart, it's not him who will be harmed."

"If I have him by his side, at least he can get on the right path."

“......”

This morning, she overheard her on her way to the Taixu Temple...... There are secret rumors among the inner disciples, and Chu Zige's style in private is extremely disorderly.

Even if the marriage contract between the two was long gone, she couldn't bear to see Chu Zige fall like this.

Li Wusheng coughed and kindly reminded her:

"Zijun's nephew, don't blame the old man for nagging."

"This Chu Zige is not an East ...... at first glance At first glance, he is not a person who is willing to be disciplined, and if you go on the pole like this, I am afraid that it will only make him upset, let alone live in Bujian Peak. ”

"You are like this, you should be quiet for a few days first, and see how Chu Zige reacts, isn't this going to choose a true disciple? You'll have to ask what they mean. ”

"It's really not good, you're going to probe him these days?"

“......”

Just as Li Zijun bit his thin lip and thought about it, Great Elder Du Ru coughed faintly and said quietly:

"I don't know what level that kid is, the number of true disciples is only ten in total."

"Master, this is a good discussion, do you want to make a decision?"

“...... It's not appropriate. ”

Li Wangsheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly stared at the old man sitting opposite him.

As the head of the sect, the great elder of the same sect is also the two powerful figures of the Taixu Sect, but the images of the two elders are very different.

Du Ruhui, who was dressed in black and white-haired, was not smiling at this time, majestic and cold, which was daunting, like the world's speculative image of a master.

And Li Wangsheng is in line with all the imagination of the younger generations of immortal cultivators for the masters, fairy wind bones, Shenhua introverted, crystal like jade, although he is also the appearance of an old man, but Du Ruhui, who is always unsmiling, is more pleasing.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Li Wangsheng said calmly:

"Then according to the words of the Great Elder, can this Du Yuan be determined?"

“......”

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