"Master, can't you really take me with you?"

In the Nie family's land, Zeng Yue looked at Zhuo Yuming with a wistful expression and asked.

Although Han Qing and the others on the side were also full of hope, they obviously didn't dare to speak. One by one, they just stood silently behind the senior brother, silently for him.

Zhuo Yu understood Zeng Yue's glance, and said angrily: "As a teacher, I went to other people's mountain gates to smash the field, not to go to the mountains and rivers, why did I take you with me, don't you feel comfortable for yourself?"

Just a few days ago, Zhuo Yuming arranged the cultivation regulations of several disciples, and planned to leave for the Sanxing Cave in Xuyun Prefecture. When he passed by, the Dongxuan Sword Cultivator of the Sanxing Cave slashed him with a sword unreasonably, and he said at the time that the grace of this sword would be repaid in the future.

Some time ago, he also learned through the Nie family's intelligence network that the three-star cave was just a second-rate sect in Xuyun Prefecture, and there were only a dozen or so Tibetan monks in the gate, and there was no land fairyland. Thinking that he has now returned to the Tibetan realm, and he has nothing important to do in the near future, he simply went to the Sanxing Cave to find that sword cultivator to settle the grievances of the year.

Even the sword cultivator named Su Yong is now in the Tibetan realm, and under the competition in the same realm, except for Ning Ji, he is not afraid of anyone.

"I'll just watch from a distance, and promise not to cause trouble to you, master, okay? ”

Zeng Yue still didn't give up, and was still bargaining.

"You are a little guy who is not yet a golden pill, and a sword qi from afar can cut you in two, how far can you stand. You give me to stay in the Nie family honestly and practice hard. When you return as a teacher, if you haven't broken through to the Jindan realm, I will break your legs. ”

Regarding Zeng Yue's entanglement, Zhuo Yuming still coldly dismissed it.

Over the years, Zeng Yue's amazing cultivation talent has also been fully displayed. In five years, he has crossed the condensate all the way, and there are no leaks in the two realms, and now he is only one step away from the Qi Sea Jiedan.

Seeing that the senior brother's stalking was useless, the remaining few people hurriedly took the initiative to say goodbye to Zhuo Yuming.

"This trip as a teacher is only a year and a half at most, and during this time, you must practice hard and not slack off. ”

After admonishing a few disciples, Zhuo Yuming turned to Nie Rongzheng, who had been watching with a smile on his face, and said, "Nie family master, these boys will bother you to take care of them more." ”

Nie Rongzheng arched his hand and said with a smile: "Zhuo Daoyou is relieved, even if you go to Xuyun Prefecture, I will take care of a few of them." ”

Long ago, Zhuo Yuming and Nie Rongzheng learned about going to Sanxingdong to seek revenge. After learning about the essence of the three-star cave, Nie Rongzheng was naturally very relieved about Zhuo Yuming. It's just a second-rate sect, Zhuo Yuming can't run away if he can't beat it.

Besides, he just went to find Su Yong to avenge the sword revenge of the year, and he didn't want to destroy the inheritance of the other clan. How much a personal feud can make waves.

Nodding, Zhuo Yuming flew up and soared into the sky.

There was a large-scale ferry more than thirty miles away from the Nie family's land, and after Zhuo Yuming waited for two days, he boarded a ferry to Xuyun Prefecture.

In fact, after Shu Jinran got his summons, he also said that he would go to Fuyao Prefecture to communicate with him. It's just that Zhuo Yuming didn't want her to have a dispute with the demon lord again because of this, so he specially replied to persuade her to stay in the Ice Plains State to cultivate with peace of mind. Shu Jinran naturally had a clear understanding of Zhuo Yuming's combat power, and considering the strength of the other party's sect, he didn't insist much.

In less than three months, the ferry arrived in Xuyun Prefecture.

In the early years, when Zhuo Yuming crossed Xuyun Prefecture to Penglai Prefecture in the West Sea to find the Emperor's Palace, he did not stop in Xuyun Prefecture, and he had no friends here. After getting off the ferry, Zhuo Yuming drove directly to the light and went straight to the Sanxing Cave sect.

The sect of Sanxingdong is located in a mountain range called Xingxing Mountain. Among them, the main peak is as high as 300 zhang, straight into the sky, and it is indeed worthy of the word "star".

On this day, the disciples guarding the mountain at the foot of Xingxing Mountain were on duty at the mountain gate in groups of four as usual.

Wang Cheng is the leader of this group of disciples, except for the report of the distinguished guests climbing the mountain, but whenever there is a provocation to the sect, he has the right to deal with it on the spot, first cut and then play.

As the descendant disciple of the elder of the sect, Wang Cheng is the most confused. None of the other senior brothers and sisters held positions in the sect that were either rich in oil and water or had a bright face, and he was the only one who was just a mountain guard.

But who has never been good at words, except for boring cultivation, never knows how to manage relationships. can be a team leader at this mountain gate, or the ruling elders look at the face of their own master and take care of it.

Guarding the mountain gate is also a boring job, and there are few mountain monks who come to worship the mountain on weekdays. When no one is around, most of the registered disciples also chat and fart to pass the time.

Wang Cheng has not been close to women for many years, and he is not good at gambling, but he is just a sip of wine.

Taking advantage of the leisure, he left the mountain gate a few feet away alone, took out a pot of wine from his arms, took a handful of fried peanuts in his hand, and drank two sips to relieve his alcohol addiction.

The three disciples who were on duty with him knew that he was a disciple of the Elder of the Transmission Gong and an old senior in the sect, so they naturally wouldn't talk too much. The three of them just leaned against the mountain gate and chatted separately, and went to enjoy themselves alone with the senior brother who led the team.

"This fellow Daoist, this is where the Sanxing Cave Mountain Gate is located?"

Just as Wang Chengwu took a sip of peanuts and a sip of wine, feeling uncomfortable, a gentle voice suddenly came from behind him.

Wang Cheng, who didn't notice that someone was approaching behind him, was suddenly frightened, hurriedly put away the work in his hand, and looked back. I saw a young man in a plain white robe, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Wang Cheng nodded subconsciously and replied, "Yes, this is the Sanxing Cave." Dare to ask where this fellow Daoist came from and why he came to my sect?"

The man in white smiled gently, and asked again, "Then I don't know if Su Ji Sword Immortal can be on the mountain?"

Hearing that the other party actually knew Su Yong, Wang Cheng's face suddenly became a little respectful: "It turns out that the seniors are friends of Uncle Su, and the younger generations are informing, but whether Uncle Su is in the sect at this time, the juniors don't know, please move to the mountain gate and wait." ”

After that, he planned to invite the man in white to the gate of the mountain.

The man in white smiled and waved his hand, and said, "No need, don't bother Daoyou, I'll do it myself." ”

The words fell, and a white dress in front of him suddenly rose to the ground and soared. It wasn't until he was halfway up the mountain that he stopped and suspended in the void.

The man in white raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the top of the mountain, and said loudly: "Zhuo Yuming of Fuyao Prefecture, I have come to find Su Ji Sword Immortal and repay the kindness of a sword back then." I also asked Su Jianxian to come out of the mountain to see him. ”

The sound was louder and louder, and in the blink of an eye, it resounded through the mountains, and the aftermath lingered.

After touching about half a cup of tea, a grand sword light lit up from the Star Mountain, and swept towards the white cloth with lightning speed.