Chen Youyu, the son of a wealthy merchant in Taiheng Town, aged eighteen, because his ancestors have a lot of relationship with my sect, so today he worships the mountain gate, this son is a talent, and his perseverance is commendable, if he does not accept it, the future will be a big loss for the sect!

"Perseverance is commendable, if you don't accept it, it's a big loss, where did you see this?" Zhang Zhiming, who is also the manager of the outer door, felt that the evaluation of his colleagues was very unreliable, and even thought that he just received some benefits before saying so.

Of course, aside from these, he also agrees with Chen Youyu's "first-class talent", this junior does have a good-looking skin, a delicate face, white and tender, which makes people feel good subconsciously.

But in the final analysis, this is a sect, a very serious place, so Zhang Zhiming, who has two mustaches and is obviously very funny, must also force a serious expression to let the other party know that this is not a place for others to eat and wait for death!

But then again, who is the ancestor of this kid has to ask clearly, in case he kicks the steel plate later, because the shelf also depends on the person's position.

"I only know one name, Chen Deshi, and the other juniors don't know. ”

As soon as the words fell, the one sitting on the chair suddenly stumbled, and his apprentice hurriedly went to help him.

"You, you repeat your ancestor's name, think about it carefully, don't talk nonsense. ”

"It's really Chen Deshi. Chen Youyu looked at his reaction and seemed to understand something, but he still pretended not to know, and answered truthfully after thinking for a while.

"It turned out to be the descendant of the other. Zhang Zhiming looked at his expression, was silent for a long time, sat back in the chair, and said in a sighing tone.

Who is Chen Deshi? Why did Zhang Zhiming show a surprised and complicated expression, because that person was a legend, he was the Supreme Elder of the Qingyun Sect, a genuine Yuan Infant Stage Great Cultivator, but that was all in the past, because he had been dead in a great war for hundreds of years.

is also because of the strength that man showed in that war, no one will forget him even after a few hundred years, but also because he is too strong, the Chen family behind him has never produced a person who can provoke the beam like him, and then gradually declined.

It was not until now that Chen Youyu, who represented the last bit of blood of the Chen family, came to worship the mountain gate, which made people think of the existence of this family again.

However, hundreds of years have passed, things are not people, what is the use of now?

Zhang Zhiming knows that the outside world has not been very peaceful recently, including Taiheng Town, he doesn't know the specific reason, anyway, a lot of people must have died, this kid in front of him must know this, maybe he came to worship the mountain gate in order to survive, thinking of this, he also felt that there was nothing wrong, people, would rather live than die.

So he plans to take the other party to test the spiritual root, the qualification is good, and it is best to be able to enter the inner door to cultivate, it is really too bad, and it is not bad to enter the outer door to save his life.

But the usual inquiries still have to be asked, lest people with bad intentions sneak into the sect.

"What did you join the sect for?"

This question is very simple, Zhang Zhiming has heard a lot of answers, there are those who only want to become immortals, and those who want to take revenge for cultivation, these two answers account for the majority, and he also thinks that there is no problem, but when people from different people say these words, the reaction is not the same, and he likes to observe.

And as the saying goes, the eyes are the windows to the soul.

This stone chamber is divided into separate sections, small but full of organs, with books on all four walls, and a window at the top, from which a dusty light shines in, becoming the only source of light, giving people a dim and dreary feeling, such an environment is a bit like a place of interrogation.

Chen Youyu, who was standing in the middle of the stone room, looked at the figure facing him on the side, and a white and fat middle-aged man flashed in his mind, full of panicked expression, but he still pushed him and told him to run quickly and never come back.

And behind the middle-aged man, there are many people fleeing for their lives, as well as the figure that covers the sky and the sun and has a terrifying breath, with a shock to the ground, suddenly mourning all over the field, and the mountain collapses and cracks!

"Kill them all!" This was Chen Youyu's only thought at that time, but he couldn't say it, because everyone who had this idea would die, including immortal cultivators, because the world didn't allow him to do this!

Because this is a miserable world where the gods are believed, demons compete with immortal cultivators, and mortals are reduced to pigs and dogs, and they are slaughtered by others, so he will never be able to say such a thing, I want to kill gods.

But he thought about it for so long that everyone else noticed that something was wrong, such as Zhang Zhiming, who turned half of his body and collided with it.

"What a heavy killing intent. Zhang Zhiming frowned slightly, thinking in his heart, when he was about to say something, the killing intent quickly converged.

"In troubled times, the younger generation just wants to live well, and if there is a chance, it will be best to revive the glory of my family. This is the wording that Chen Youyu has thought of a long time ago, and there will be no problem.

Therefore, Zhang Zhiming, who listened to his words, nodded, looking like a teachable child, as for the killing intent just now, he didn't care, it was impossible for someone who could go all the way here not have a little murderous aura on his body, so he didn't need to dig into it so much.

"It's ambitious, but it's not easy to reach the heights of your ancestors. Zhang Zhiming commented, noncommittal.

"The younger generation knows. Chen Youyu nodded in agreement.

"Three days later, you will come to me again. Zhang Zhiming made the final decision, intending to let Chen Youyu leave, but he was attracted by a thin gift from the latter's mouth, turned around and asked, what is it.

Bo Li is two black boxes, which are also neat gold nuggets, and the number is the same as the gift that Chen Youyu used to open the steward of the outer door before, because he didn't want to offend anyone because of this detail.

As for this gift, the steward in front of him, who is very serious from beginning to end, will he accept it, Chen Youyu is not worried, there is a good saying, money can make ghosts grind, if it can't be pushed, it must be not enough money.

Zhang Zhiming's two mustaches shook slightly, his eyes stared at the gold for a long time, and finally slowly moved away and fell on Chen Youyu's body, and then his face slowly turned into a funny expression, full of smiles, but he thought in his heart that this kid was also ruthless enough to buy him with little family property.

And he, of course, liked this "thin" gift very much, and directly proved his attitude with his actions, took out a letter from his sleeve, handed it to the disciples around him, and ordered: "Daoyuan, take him to Elder Wang." ”

"Master, now?" Dao Yuan was a little surprised, thinking that Elder Wang might be in retreat, so it was not appropriate to disturb him now.

"Yes, now, go. Zhang Zhiming looked serious and urged.

The role of the two boxes of gold was directly reflected, from letting Chen Youyu come back in three days, to taking Chen Youyu to see that Elder Wang now.

"Virtuous nephew, I can help you, and then it's up to you to see your own creation. Then, even the title changed, Zhang Zhiming said in a serious tone.

"Thank you, seniors. Chen Youyu bowed and quickly followed the senior brother named Daoyuan away.

Zhang Zhiming looked at his departing back, twisted his sexy mustache, and said to himself: "This son really has a bright future." As if thinking of something, he added: "It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time." ”