Chapter 44 The mountain blocks the rocks

The white-haired old man put down his pen and his face became solemn.

For the first time, he didn't look up because of taking bribes, his deep eyes looked at Nan Xiao, and he said in a deep voice: "Girl, are you sure you are sixteen years old this year?" You must know that there are people in the sect who can touch the bones, and there are annual rings engraved on the wheel of life. If you misrepresent your age, the consequences will be severe. ”

Nan Xiao was not timid, her teeth moved slightly, and she said generously: "I know, it's sixteen." ”

Even if her own wheel of life is full of scars and she can't see the specific rings, she still believes in her brother.

I believe in the hardships I have endured over the years.

The white-haired old man clasped his hands together and fell silent for a moment.

He began to reminisce seriously, but he did not find the name Nan Xiao among those talented geniuses.

Being able to achieve the Divine Bridge realm at the age of sixteen, even in a transcendent empire like the Feather God Dynasty, can be called a heavenly pride.

What's more, Zhongzhou is vast, and the gods and dynasties, families, and famous families have a profound heritage, and non-sages do not learn the exercises.

The Qingya blessed land is not in the stream, and the "Tao Sutra" of the Wheel Sea Secret Realm is incomplete, and there are only a handful of resources that can be provided to the disciples of the sect to practice.

Even the most worthless of herbs are distributed on a monthly basis.

It is conceivable that the twenty-eight girls who can achieve the Shenqiao in the blessed land of Qingya should have a lot of light.

Compared with the girl Cheng who got the surname Qing because of her wood spirit root, it is more eye-catching.

Aside from his good cultivation, the girl in front of him and the beauty of her face are the only ones he has seen in his life.

In terms of appearance alone, even the fairies such as Qingcheng, Zi Weiying, and Lan He, who are famous in Shu Dao, are three points shorter than the girls.

But why haven't I heard the name Nan Xiao before?

Could it be—

This woman is a newly rising Tianjiao, who has not yet been discovered by the sect leaders and elders?

"Little girl, dare to ask who the teacher is?"

The white-haired old man asked lightly, wanting to take in an apprentice for himself.

If you really can't do it, you can also be wronged, replace the master who has not asked about mundane things for a long time, and accept a junior sister for yourself......

Thinking of this, the white-haired old man felt that he had become younger.

Nan Xiao didn't know the white-haired old man's thoughts, and replied calmly: "Elder Lu." ”

The white-haired old man was overjoyed when he heard this.

Of course, he knew about the Elder Deer who had been locked up for ten years and had been deprived of his purple surname.

In such a comparison, the white-haired old man was proud in his heart, his back was straight, his voice was not trembling, and he said loudly: "I am the descendant disciple of the law enforcement elder Nangong Shouzheng, named Nangong Xieyang. ”

Nangong Xieyang suppressed the proud smile on the corner of his mouth, and continued to raise his head and said: "Although the law enforcement elder is not in the seven main seats of the Qingya Blessed Land, his actual power is not much weaker, and he also has the power of impeachment and law enforcement. If you are willing to worship me as a teacher, no, if you worship under the name of my master, you can only get the herb liquid and elixir that you can get by participating in the competition and ranking high, and you will have a lot of shares every month. As long as you have enough qualifications, you can even enter the Dao Palace and directly become a master...... At that time, the colorful surname and the position of elder will be just in the bag, and they will be at your fingertips! ”

The onlookers all looked sideways, and the heat in their eyes made Nan Xiao aware of the solemnity and anxiety of the atmosphere.

In the face of such temptations, the cultivators who were still lining up were all eager to agree immediately.

But Nanxiao was rarely silent.

Of course, she knew that studying under a teacher would help her a lot in the future.

It's just that I can't believe the motives of the old man in front of me.

Especially after watching him take bribes from others.

Seeing that Nan Xiao was still hesitating, the people in line hated that iron could not be made of steel, and shouted loudly: "Hurry up, little girl, don't miss the opportunity!" Don't miss out on this opportunity! ”

"Yes, yes! Cultivation is to compete with the heavens, if you don't fight for it at this time, you will regret it one day! ”

It is undeniable that Nan Xiao is really a little moved.

Just when Nan Xiao was thinking about whether to agree, someone stood up in the distance.

"Wait!"

A young man with striking sword eyebrows walked out of the crowd, wearing a blue robe and a round moon and jade rings on his ears, looking very noble.

"Senior Nangong Xieyang, I am under the guidance of the seventh elder Zi Wei Ying. Named Zhao Wuchang. A few days ago, before the morning bell, Shizun had caught a glimpse of this female white sun rainbow, so he paid special attention to it. According to my teacher, this woman has exhausted her potential, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to improve in this life. Besides......"

The more Zhao Wuchang spoke, the slower he became, and he stopped talking.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

The white-haired old man Nangong Xiyang waved his hand and motioned for him to continue.

Even if it is difficult for Nan Xiao to make an inch of progress in this life, but there are thousands of cultivators in the world, how many people can cross the Divine Bridge?

Moreover, the beauty of Nanxiao is enough to make up for its acquired shortcomings.

In these years, the vase is also of the grade.

Therefore, Nangong Xieyang's mind was undecided, and his gaze was still soft when he looked at Nan Xiao.

Zhao Wuchang was accustomed to observing words and feelings, and hurriedly added: "I have heard that Han Feiren, the grandson of the third elder, intends to accept this woman as a concubine, and Han Feiren has a close relationship with the pharmacist Jiang Daolin. Now, Pharmacist Jiang Daolin has returned from learning from the Danding Sect, a second-rate top force in Zhongzhou, and the method of blood refining he has cultivated has gradually become a great achievement, and he is highly regarded by the sect, and his status is not weaker than that of the elder Zhengxi. Listening to what the Qingfeng boy beside Jiang Daolin said by Pharmacist Jiang Daolin, Pharmacist Jiang Daolin had a reason with a battalion commander under the White Tiger Army of the Feather God Dynasty. No matter how far away, this woman is young and arrogant, and she has deliberately insulted the Qingcheng Fairy in front of the public several times, and has also formed a mortal enmity with the Bao Wandao brother who once defeated the immortal seedlings. Also, although my teacher, Elder Zi Wei Ying, doesn't care much about this woman, if you insist on going your own way, then ......"

This time, it was Nangong Xiyang's turn to be silent.

Although the law enforcement elder is in a high position, he can't make enemies casually.

Nangong Xieyang's conversation with Zhao Wuchang did not avoid others.

The people in line had different looks.

Some felt that Zhao Wuchang was a little too much to cut off people's future, and they were full of regret and sympathy.

But it's more about the indifference that doesn't matter to you.

How many of them are snickering, it is difficult to say.

People are terrible, and the dangerous peak will collapse.

Nan Xiao, who was standing in front of him, neither stopped nor explained.

She just stood quietly on the high platform, the cyan dress on her body was windless, as if it was out of place with the hustle and bustle around her, but it blended in.

In that strange harmony, Nan Xiao was always silent.

Nangong Xieyang squinted his eyes, his desire changed, and he began to seriously look at the girl in front of him.

The green shirt is ironed, like a tree that has just stretched its waist.

It seems that it doesn't take too much force to break the tree, and you can even hear a pleasant crunch from it.

Compared with the old man who has half of his body in the ground, it is obviously a better youth who died early.

A life like a flower and jade, before it withers, the cry will be very loud.

It's a pity that the girl in front of her is still silent.

Nangong Xieyang sighed slightly in his heart, and after weighing the pros and cons, he said in a deep voice: "Miss Nanxiao, I am not afraid of things as an elder. Everything went with the flow, so the matter of accepting disciples was stopped. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Wuchang laughed out loud.

He glanced at Nan Xiao proudly, bowed towards Nangong Xieyang, and quickly retreated into the crowd.

During the whole process, Nanxiao's heart lake had no ripples except for a slight microwave at the beginning.

The mountains block the rocks, and the river flows eastward after all.