There was a glow on the horizon, scattered in five good colors.

The fragrant wind is gusting, and the wonderful sound is immortal. Several lotus soft sedan chairs automatically fall from the blue void according to the wind.

The rune bead has changed from the beginning (゚O゚) to the current o_o ....

In the past few days in the Taixuan Sword Sect, she has seen scenes like this too many times, and every time she goes to a sect, she will stage it.

At first she was appreciative and curious, but later she became immune.

It's just that I don't know which sect I'm going to this time, and the pomp looks quite small. Even the head of the Taixuan Sword Sect went to greet him in person.

Fu Zhu's residence is on the edge of the cliff, the scenery is excellent, open the window, the mountain flowers outside are gorgeous, and looking down, you can also see the scene below. The soft sedan car fell to the ground, the light yarn floated, and several fairies in Luo skirts walked out of it, all wearing crowns and colorful clothes, and they were gorgeous.

"This is the people of Miaoyin Pavilion, all of them are Yin Xiu."

The sudden sound startled Fu Zhu, and her hand moved extremely quickly, and she subconsciously slammed the window shut.

"Miss Fuzhu," a slightly nervous voice came from outside the window, "can you open the window first?" ”

Fu Zhu was a little familiar when he heard this voice, and when he opened the window, he saw that there was a young man in white lying on the window, his body was close to the window, like a four-legged gecko, very unsightly.

Outside was a cliff, and if he had just been unprepared, he would have fallen off the ground if he had been slammed by the window.

"How did you get here?" The rune bead gave way to a place, and the boy rolled over and jumped into the window.

He patted his chest, "It's dangerous!" I almost fell off just now. ”

Fu Zhu rolled his eyes, who let him lie on the window of someone's house. If you don't walk on the road so wide outside, you have to go to the edge of the cliff.

Zhao Zhiying said: "I wasted a lot of effort before I found out that Miss Fuzhu lives here." ”

From the beginning of the planning of the trial dao conference, he looked through the lists of various sects, and finally found the name of Fu Zhu from tens of thousands of names.

He said in surprise: "I didn't expect Miss Fu Zhu to be a disciple of the Sword Sect, and she is also from the same line as our Taixuan Sword Sect, which is really fateful." ”

"But why didn't Miss Fuzhu participate in the Xianmen Competition in the past, Miss Fuzhu's swordsmanship is so superb, if she participates, she will definitely be able to get a good ranking."

Zhao Zhiying was chattering and verbose, and Fu Zhu interrupted him, "You came to me, what's the matter?" ”

Zhao Zhiying then remembered what he was doing, he rummaged through it in his arms, found a few fruits, and smiled brightly, "This is the mountain fruit of our Que Yue Mountain, I picked a few and sent them over to Miss Fuzhu to taste." ”

There were a few golden fruits lying in the palm of the young man's palm, the size of an eastern pearl, full and bright in color, and they looked good.

Fu Zhu took two, bit the fruit, and asked a little vaguely, "You said that they are all from Miaoyin Pavilion?" Are you familiar with Miaoyin Pavilion? ”

Zhao Zhiying also came to the window, looked at the fairies on the mountain with fluttering colorful skirts below, and introduced them like a few treasures: "Miaoyin Pavilion is a rare sect in the cultivation world that only accepts sound cultivation, and the female fairies in it are incomparable, they are male monks, and they are all brilliant and beautiful, so everyone naturally pays more attention to them." ”

The male disciples of their sect are mostly devoted to the fairies of Miaoyin Pavilion, and on weekdays, they will also discuss which fairy is more beautiful and has a higher cultivation, and Zhao Zhiying is sometimes pulled to participate in the discussion of two sentences, one comes and goes, and he is more familiar with Miaoyin Pavilion compared to other sects.

"The one at the front is the young pavilion master of Miaoyin Pavilion, the fairy of Guangzhu, he is not very old, but he has already cultivated to the Jindan Great Perfection, and it is rumored that he is only one step away from breaking through the Yuanying, and he is a very strong opponent."

"The twelve fairies behind her, corresponding to December of the year, are also the twelve protectors of the Miaoyin Pavilion, all of them are monks of the Jindan Realm, and their strength is not bad."

"As for the male monks of Miaoyin Pavilion......" Zhao Zhiying scratched her head embarrassedly, "We haven't discussed this much in Que Yueshan, so we don't know much about it." ”

Fu Zhu glanced at Zhao Zhiying thoughtfully, although he didn't say anything, he let Zhao Zhiying carry it like a man.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he is really not the kind of superficial person who only pays attention to the appearance of female cultivators, and he doesn't like to discuss the appearance of female cultivators behind his back on weekdays.

Zhao Zhiying hesitated whether to defend herself, Fu Zhu had already retracted her gaze, and asked lightly, "What realm are you in now?" ”

She can't see Zhao Zhiying's realm clearly, that is, she is higher than her. But how much higher, the rune beads don't know.

Zhao Zhiying let out an "ah" and whispered: "Jindan is complete." ”

The sound is like a mosquito and a fly, like something very humiliating. He has also just reached the Great Perfection realm, and the realm is not very stable.

In front of Miss Fuzhu, he always felt that this Jindan Great Perfection was not enough to see, and he couldn't carry her a few swords.

Fu Zhu thought to herself, she had underestimated Zhao Zhiying too much before. The eighteen-year-old Jin Dan Da Perfection, looking at the entire cultivation world, is also a rare existence.

"You're not in the kendo class, are you?" Fu Zhu turned her head to ask him.

She remembered that Zhao Zhiying was not a sword cultivator.

Zhao Zhiying nodded, her tone regretful, "It's really a big regret in life that I can't fight against Miss Fuzhu." ”

Fu Zhu: "......" is endless.

He is a Jindan Great Perfection, where does he have the face to say this?

"Fortunately, the battle between the Jindan group and the kendo group is staggered, and you can still watch the game and cheer for Miss Fuzhu!"

。。。

"Aren't you going to cheer for your Taixuan Sword Sect?" Fu Zhu thought about the disciple of the Taixuan Sword Sect who had won the leader for three consecutive terms, and said, "I will definitely face up to you Taixuan Sword Sect Jin Mingyun." ”

Zhao Zhiying blinked his eyes twice, he didn't seem to have thought about this situation, and his heart was at war with heaven and man, and it was difficult to choose.

Jin Mingyun is the most talented sword cultivator in their Taixuan Sword Sect, and the Taixuan Sword Technique has already reached the Transformation Realm, and he has been the leader for three consecutive years, and no one can break it.

Although Miss Fu Zhu's swordsmanship is superb, Zhao Zhiying doesn't think she can beat Jin Mingyun. But Miss Fu Zhu is an extremely arrogant sword cultivator, if he bluntly said that she couldn't beat Jin Mingyun, she would definitely turn her face.

Zhao Zhiying was entangled for a while, and said, "Miss Fuzhu will definitely be able to get the top three." ”

Fu Zhu glanced at him, "What is the top three, what our Sword Sect wants, naturally it is the leader!" ”

Zhao Zhiying: "......"

Sure enough, you can't expect Miss Fuzhu to be humble.

Zhao Zhiying only felt a little headache, for fear that she would force herself to ask, who was more powerful between her and Jin Mingyun, and excused: "I suddenly remembered that the master still has something to tell me to do, and I will come to visit Miss Fuzhu next time." ”

"Wait," the rune called to him.

Zhao Zhiying paused, turned around stiffly, "Is there anything else wrong with Miss Fuzhu?" ”

Fu Zhu raised the mountain fruit in his hand, "Have you washed the fruit you gave me?" ”

"Of course it was!" Zhao Zhiying was determined.

If he said he hadn't washed it, Miss Rune would have slashed him with a sword, right?

He had just picked this fruit from the tree, and he could not think of washing it first...... But this matter must not be admitted.

Fu Zhuhu looked at him suspiciously, didn't see anything unusual, waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go." ”

Zhao Zhiying was relieved.