Zhongzhou, in front of the gate of Shenxiao Sect.

A woman was looking up at the three big characters of "Shenxiao Sect" on the white jade archway above, and she did not move for a long time.

But I saw that he was tall, wearing a hat, wearing a samurai uniform, carrying a long sword, and being covered in dust.

From time to time, disciples of the Shenxiao Sect entered the mountain gate, and when they saw this, they cast curious glances, not understanding what this woman was doing here.

After a long time, the woman slowly took off the hat on her head and untied the silk scarf, revealing her country-like face.

The surrounding Shenxiao Sect disciples suddenly straightened their eyes, and they were taken by the woman's face.

The woman looked to be in her early twenties, with high, fine, neat eyebrows that flew diagonally into the sideburns, black and white eyes, and a high, assertive nose.

Goose egg face, white skin and translucent red, cherry lips tight, concave and convex figure, well-proportioned and slender legs, firm and sharp eyes.

The whole person stood there and Yue Yanyuan stopped, soft and heroic with martial arts, and under the combination of the two, there was a special charm.

The woman's eyes glanced around, and she saw that several disciples of the Shenxiao Sect were looking at her not far away.

At the moment, he was not frightened, he walked over in a big way, bowed to one of the female disciples, and asked loudly: "This fairy is invited, may I ask you are a subordinate of the Shenxiao Sect?"

The woman's voice is soft, and there is a rhythm in it.

This female disciple of the Shenxiao Sect has a delicate face and a beautiful temperament, and she is the heroic Hua Qingyi who drinks wine.

Hua Qing saw that the woman in front of her was more beautiful than herself, her words and deeds were generous and decent, with a different kind of beauty, and she suddenly felt good in her heart, so she responded softly:

"This girl is polite, I am a member of the Shenxiao Sect, the fairy doesn't dare to be, what is the matter with you?"

"Excuse me, Fairy, do you know your sect's Immortal Master?"

The woman's face was happy, and then she continued to ask.

Hua Qingyi frowned, looked the woman in front of her up and down, and the thoughts in her heart flipped up, and there were some more unknown conjectures.

Then he asked tentatively: "I naturally recognize Senior Brother Hezhao, who are you this girl?"

"Great, Master, his old man really didn't lie to me!

I... After all, I have found the trace of Master and his old man. ”

The woman was immediately stunned on the spot when she heard this, and after two or three breaths, tears gradually appeared in her eyes, and her tone was choked, and she whispered to herself.

"Meet Aunt Qingyi, my name is Mu Binglan, and I am a disciple that Master accepted in the Northern Daye Country twenty years ago.

It's just that I was too young at that time, and Master didn't take me to get started, but asked me to come to Shenxiao Sect on my own. ”

This handsome woman is Mu Binglan, a little girl who was sick in the past, but now she is heroic, like a Valkyrie.

Knowing that he was too excited just now, he was a little out of shape, so he hurriedly added.

"Daye Country, what kind of place is that?" Hua Qingyi was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then asked curiously.

"Hmm... Daye Country is in the north of Shenxiao Sect, about 300,000 miles away from here. Mu Binglan had already collected her mind at this time, and returned to her calm and introverted appearance, and responded with neither humility nor arrogance.

"More than 300,000 miles???

You're coming alone? How is that possible?"

Hua Qingyi immediately lost her voice when she heard this, and her face showed a look of disbelief.

The disciples of the surrounding Shenxiao Sect were originally paying attention, and at this time, they pricked up their ears and listened to the conversation between the two.

"Yes, more than 300,000 miles, it took me nine years, starting from the age of seventeen, until now I finally reached the Shenxiao Sect. ”

Mu Binglan's voice was calm, without the slightest fluctuation, as if what she was saying was not her own experience.

"Uh... Since you are a disciple of Senior Brother Hezhao, then you are not an outsider, I will take you to the guest house to live temporarily, your master is not in the sect now. ”

After Lin Zhao came out of the Sanyang Divine Fire Sect, he suddenly felt something in his heart, knowing that something important had happened that had happened to him.

Then he pinched his fingers and calculated, and only after a while did he smile and mutter:

"Xiaoice Lan's blessing is not bad, since you have this perseverance and blessing and passed the test, then I will accept this disciple." ”

Adjust the direction at the moment and go straight to the direction of Nanling Villa.

galloped all the way, but in my heart, I thought that my apprenticeship was really "mysterious and mysterious".

When the master took himself as an apprentice, he used the method of calculation.

Now that I have calculated that there are disciples who come to the door, it seems that such a tradition needs to be passed on, and the standard for accepting apprentices in the lineage of the master is also excellent.

Six days later, Longshou Peak was far away.

In the Taixu Zhenren Cave Mansion, Lin Zhao saw that his master's hair was white, but his spirit was vigorous, and his qi was not visible at all, and he was obviously making great progress.

"Disciple and Zhao pay homage to the master, and wish the master an early attainment of the primordial spirit. ”

"Get up, get up, don't be polite here for the teacher.

Seeing that your qi is condensed and pure, it should be that you will be tribulated soon, right?"

Taixu Zhenren sat on the cloud bed, dressed in a wide robe, and looked at Lin Zhao with a very satisfied gaze.

"Yes, Master.

The disciple is ready to press a little more and consolidate the foundation a little more. Lin Zhao smiled slightly, found a futon and sat down.

"Well, you have always done things safely, you don't need to worry about the master, can you prepare the artifacts and pills for the tribulation?" Taixu Zhenren stroked his white beard and asked with concern.

Then the master and apprentice chatted, and soon after He Chen also came to the cave, and the brother and sister met, which was very cordial.

After some exchanges, Lin Zhao learned that the second senior sister and Yue had successfully crossed the catastrophe seventeen years ago and entered the Chengdan period.

Now He Ming and He Chen are also polishing their mana and preparing for the catastrophe.

And in the Nanling Courtyard, He Xuan has also survived the catastrophe and achieved the Great Dan.

Affected by it, then He Jian and He Poor also went to cross the tribulation, but unfortunately fell under the thunder, so that He Chen, who originally wanted to cross the tribulation faster, was as soft as pouring ice water, so he began to polish his mana again.

In the middle, only He Lian has always been tepid, silently retreating, unmoved.

Lin Zhao's judgment back then was correct, and he was indeed better than everyone else in terms of heart.

Lin Zhao was quite sad after hearing this, the monk is like this, several important checkpoints cannot be crossed, and he will immediately die and die.

Even if the Shenxiao Sect has very high requirements for the root bones, the ratio of the promotion from the Jade Liquid Stage to the Chengdan Stage is also about six to one.

The expression of the Taixu real person on the side remained unchanged, and in the course of his hundreds of years of cultivation, there were too many examples that he had seen and heard with his own eyes, and his mind had long been undisturbed by this.

When Taixu Zhenren and Hechen heard that Lin Zhao was going to Zhongzhou Mountain Gate to collect apprentices, he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart.

It is naturally a good thing that this vein can be inherited and grown, and a few years ago, Heyue also accepted a few apprentices, and Heming and Hechen are still practicing alone.

Seeing it, Taixu Zhenren couldn't help but urge Hechen to say a few words, asking him to accept apprentices as soon as possible, and after achieving the Great Dan, he should go out often, comprehend the Dao, understand Hongchen, and have less time to teach his disciples.

Later, Taixu Zhenren found Taizhi Zhenren and asked Lin Zhao to carry a batch of materials to Zhongzhou Mountain Gate, and activated the teleportation array by the way.

Master Lin Mingbai's behavior was purely to save himself some high-grade spirit stones from the wool of the sect.

Walking out of the Zhongzhou Teleportation Valley, Lin Zhao flew up and headed towards the Capital Heavenly Courtyard.

Work first, and then take care of private affairs, this is Lin Zhao's consistent style.

After coming out of the Dutian Academy, Lin Zhao went to the Chuangong Academy to take the school examination.

Lin Zhao had previously returned to his home and had not participated in the last Dharma competition, so he had to go to the Gongyuan to explain the reason.

The golden rules of the sect are strict, and they must not be ignored.

However, the Jade Law of the Shenxiao Sect stipulates that if a disciple is involved in the cause and effect of the mortal, the scale can be appropriately relaxed.

By the time Lin Zhao came out of the temple, the sun had already set in the west.

Flying in the air, I saw that the mountain peaks below were green and grassy, and before I knew it, it was the height of summer.

After a moment of pinching his fingers, Lin Zhao's body was like an arrow, and he walked towards the welcoming guest house near the mountain gate.

Mu Binglan stood in front of a delicate courtyard, his back was like a gun, and the spirit of the great martial arts master was naturally revealed, and his mood was high, and he had the artistic conception of a lonely cliff.

Looking at the fairyland-like Lingfeng under the sunset, his face was calm, silently thinking about his thoughts.

It's been seven or eight days, and I don't know when Master will return.

Although my uncle and aunt often come to visit me these days, the person I want to see the most is still Master.

Thinking of the difficulties and obstacles I have encountered along the way, and now that I think about it, I even admire myself, and sometimes I can't even understand how I persevered along the way.

Needless to say, all kinds of terrible monsters will basically be encountered every three or five times, among which all kinds of bandits and road bandits, and all kinds of difficulties in the human kingdom are also often encountered.

Other wind and rain, sun exposure, wind and sleep, is commonplace.

He was even almost affected by the monk's fight several times.

But it's all worth it, feeling the surging heaven and earth aura in his body like the Yangtze River, as well as the spiritual spirit of the great martial arts master, Mu Binglan has the confidence to defeat all difficulties.

At this moment, a familiar and unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in my ears:

"Okay, very good! I haven't forgotten the advice of the teacher before leaving. ”

"Master?!"

Mu Binglan suddenly turned around, and saw that three feet beside him, a tall man wearing a moon-white robe, with a young and handsome face, and a calm bearing, was quietly standing upright.

However, there was not the slightest sense in the martial arts mind, as if the man beside him did not exist.

In an instant, tears couldn't help but fall.

From north to south, all countries have left behind the peerless great master of the legends of the rivers and lakes, the mysterious "empress" Mu Binglan, but at this moment her soul is lost, crying like a baby.

Suddenly stepped forward and threw himself into the arms of the master who was thinking about it at night, and the admiration that had been buried deep in his heart when he was a child and had been brewing and fermenting and growing had burst out at this moment.

"Oh, don't cry, don't cry, if the founding disciple of the teacher is seen like this, it won't become a joke if it is spread out. ”

Lin Zhao's body did not move, and gently patted Mu Binglan's shoulder, feeling relieved by the actions of the disciple in front of him.

In the Tongcheng of Daye Country back then, a seed that was sown casually has now taken root and sprouted, bringing an excellent disciple to himself.

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