Cloud Palace, main hall.

Seeing that the last child's spiritual root test was completed, each pavilion master was assigned an apprentice suitable for his sub-pavilion teaching, and everyone was overjoyed.

The Cloud Pavilion Lord solemnly stroked the folds of the purple robe on his body, and slowly stood up, his gray sideburns were windless and automatic, exuding a trace of mist.

The solemn and courageous voice spread throughout the main hall, and several branch masters sitting there also stood up: "Today, I Yunxiao Pavilion has accepted eighteen more descendant disciples, far more than the sum of the past ten years, from this point of view, it seems that the rampant demon beasts have been much more frequent recently, these good seedlings are the mainstay of the Yunxiao Pavilion in the future to kill the demon beasts and protect the people, and I hope that all the junior brothers and sisters will teach with their hearts." ”

"We will obey the orders of the Pavilion Master. The five sub-cabinet masters responded together.

"Okay, I won't delay you in accepting apprentices, let's go back to the pavilion separately. After the Lord of the Cloud Pavilion finished speaking, he took the newly acquired young man named Chen Wen and disappeared into the main hall with a misty light.

Ling Yun, who was left, walked to the hall and bowed to the five pavilion masters and said, "Congratulations to all the masters." ”

"Hmm"

"Good"

"Hehe, see you next time, Xiao Lingyun"

Only the Fenghua Pavilion Lord, the Thick Earth Pavilion Lord, and the Haitao Pavilion Lord responded and turned into different colors of Dunguang and left with their apprentices, while the other two Pavilion Masters left without giving Ling Yun a chance to speak after the Yunxiao Pavilion Lord left.

When Xu Fufeng saw this scene, he probably had a number in his heart, it seems that this Yunxiao Pavilion is also a little disputed, this Lingyun seems to be the eldest disciple of the pavilion master, but it seems that not all the sub-pavilion masters give him face.

After thinking about it casually, Xu Fufeng was taken by his master Fenghua Pavilion Master on top of a huge pale cyan long sword, and with a burst of lightning, Xu Fufeng once again felt the malice of the imperial sword flying.

Dizzy, the cyan long sword carrying the Fenghua Pavilion Lord and Xu Fufeng slowly floated above a huge mountain peak.

This huge peak, compared to Xu Fufeng into the Yunxiao Pavilion to see the peaks are not the same, it is wider, the peak is called the top of the stairs is not an exaggeration, the whole mountain is in the form of a ladder, a total of three stairs, each staircase has a courtyard of different sizes, there is a martial arts platform in the middle, and the top courtyard is the least and the largest, but some can not see the house, the martial arts platform is also the largest, the second courtyard in the middle is relatively more, the bottom courtyard is much smaller, but the planning is quite regular, the martial arts platform is also the most, are some small martial arts platform。

After waiting for Xu Fufeng to see the place where the entire Fenghua Pavilion was located, the master of the Fenghua Pavilion spoke: "Fufeng, have you seen the appearance of the Fenghua Pavilion?"

"Well, I see. Xu Fufeng said thoughtfully.

"Well, you are different from other children, your heart is more mature, maybe you have only seen it once in life and death, and the great horror in it has made you much wiser, and I will tell you directly about the situation of my Fenghua Pavilion. ”

Xu Fufeng saw that the master of Fenghua Pavilion had just met, and he thought that it was his own superb wind spirit root that played a role, looking at Ling Yun's happy appearance, I really have a golden finger in this crossing, the best qualification, thinking about it, I feel that the future is promising, thinking of this, Xu Fufeng's attitude is also a lot more correct, and he hurriedly and carefully changed from the flying sword of the Fenghua Pavilion Lord from lying down to standing, who can lie on his stomach still stand.

Said respectfully: "Disciple listens. ”

"Listen to it, it's a good literary style, don't learn the character of this scholar, and those who cultivate the truth must be fearless to get the truth." ”

"The disciple obeyed. ”

"Well, I thought you would jump off a few times, but it seems that the naughty boy can't control you. ”

“......”

Xu Fufeng didn't reply, thinking in his heart: My master knows a lot about Cheng Ruyi, and seeing him take a bite of Cheng Ruyi, it is estimated that the relationship is not bad.

After just a slight pause, the Fenghua Pavilion Master continued: "Fenghua Pavilion is divided into three parts, the bottom layer is where the outer disciples of the Fenghua Pavilion are located, the middle floor is where the elders of the outer gate and the registered disciples of the main pavilion are located, and the top layer is where we live, all of which are the real descendants of the Yunxiao Pavilion.

There are 1,300 disciples of the outer door of this pavilion, 30 registered disciples, and the elders of the outer door are all the descendants of the sect, there are three people, all of whom are your uncles, Cheng Ru is the elder of the outer gate of the peak of the Yunxiao Pavilion, and at the same time, he is also walking outside the pavilion, and the next time I see him, I want to call him uncle, but the elders of the outer gate are not considered elders, there are no elders in this pavilion, and the disciples of the descendants are your senior brothers and sisters, a total of six people.

The reason why I let you know this is to tell you that our Yunxiao Pavilion has survived for 3,000 years from the founding patriarch to the present, and has experienced countless vicissitudes during this period, and has come to a conclusion, those who are not me, their hearts must be different! Many of these registered disciples and outer disciples are higher than the cultivation of the ancestors, but they are not the foundation of my Yunxiao Pavilion, and the descendants are! Today's entry, you have to remember this to the death! This is the first principle of this pavilion, do you understand?"

"Yes, the disciple understands and remembers!" Xu Fufeng muttered to himself when he heard the words of the master of Fenghua Pavilion: It is estimated that Yunxiao Pavilion has been severely injured by traitors before, and most of these traitors are estimated to be these outer disciples, since they are so scruples, it will be impossible to accept it, but Xu Fufeng did not dare to say this sentence directly, no one is a fool, what he can think of, how could the ancestor of Yunxiao Pavilion not think of it.

"Well, that's good. "The Wind Pavilion Lord Imperial Sword took Xu Fufeng and slowly flew to the peak.

At the top of the peak, in front of a square cyan wooden cornices hall with a length and width of about eighty meters, there are nine figures standing, three old and straight figures standing in front, and six young figures standing in the back, thinking that they are three outer gate elders and six descendant disciples.

One of them, a slightly short and fat figure, jumped several feet high when he saw the Fenghua Pavilion Master of Edgeworth, and said loudly: "Look at it, we have a little junior brother! It's been ten years, and we finally have a little junior brother! Ouch!"

"Chen Wen, how is it good to teach your little junior brother badly in this way?" The old figure in the middle of the front didn't look behind him, and with a magic decision behind his back, he pressed the short and fat figure that jumped a few feet high to the ground.

"Hehe, isn't this exciting! Uncle Yun is also very happy, right? After all, I have too few disciples of Fenghua Pavilion. Chen Wen, who sat up, touched his round head and said.

As soon as the words fell, they saw the Fenghua Pavilion Lord landing in front of them with Xu Fufeng.

"I'll see Senior Brother Feng. ”

"Disciples see masters"

"Okay, there are no outsiders, let's get rid of these useless things. The Fenghua Pavilion Lord waved his hand absently.

"By the way, master, I haven't introduced our little junior brother yet!" A melon-faced beauty wearing an azure practice robe with long hair tied with a cyan rope at random jumped in front of Xu Fufeng and said to the Fenghua Pavilion Master.

Without waiting for the master of Fenghua Pavilion to speak, Xu Fufeng, who saw that everyone was quite casual, couldn't hold back, it was already noon, after eating the noodles made by Li Hongying, Xu Fufeng felt that even a female monk should be able to cook, pointed to his nose and said: "Sister, my name is Xu Fufeng, my sister is so beautiful, can my sister cook food?"

Saying this, the clear eyes of the melon seed-faced beauty in front of her instantly lit up at this moment, and the narrow and slender hand rubbed Xu Fufeng's little face hideously, and said with a firm face: "My sister's name is Sun Wanwan, little glutton, don't worry, my sister won't do anything today, just cook for my lovely little junior brother, and definitely let my little junior brother eat to his full!"

Hearing this, Xu Fufeng's child's big eyes also lit up instantly, and he nodded heavily: "Okay! Thank you, senior sister!"

It's just that everyone around, including the Fenghua Pavilion Master, looked at Xu Fufeng differently, with admiration and encouragement in his eyes, and Xu Fufeng, who was thinking about eating, didn't pay attention to these details at all.

Chen Wen's short and chubby body heard that Xu Fufeng was going to eat his junior sister cooking, and even shook it a few times before it stabilized, and muttered in a low voice: "This unlucky kid won't have eaten much, right?"

Several senior brothers on the side also nodded in agreement.

"Ahem, um~~ Go to the main hall first and visit the ancestor. The Fenghua Pavilion Lord coughed.

After speaking, the master of Fenghua Pavilion walked to the main gate of the Aoki Cornices Hall with Xu Fufeng, who was fantasizing about food, and everyone walked into the main gate together under the leadership of the three elders.

Fenghua Pavilion Patriarch Palace, the main hall, the upper ten rows of dense patriarch tablets emit cyan aura and are suspended in the hall in order according to the generation, there is only one tablet in the top row, there are only three tablets in the second row, and the others are at least dozens.

Everyone was divided into two rows, and they all stopped talking, Xu Fufeng stood in the middle, and beside him was the master of Fenghua Pavilion.

"The top place is the patriarch of my Fenghua Pavilion, Fenghua City, it is the great monk of the Ascending Immortal Realm, one step away from ascending to the Immortal, helping the wind to kneel, nine kowtows. The Fenghua Pavilion Lord said solemnly.

"Yes"

Since he is already in the Xiuzhen world, Xu Fufeng is no longer stuck to the saying that there is gold under the knees of a man, if he doesn't kneel at this time, he dares to pack a ticket, and he can't get out of this door.

At the same time, I was also thinking, what kind of realm is this ascending fairyland?

Simply kowtowed to the top patriarch tablet nine times, and after the last kowtow, the patriarch tablet seemed to flash.

Seeing that the patriarch's tablet flashed, the serious face of the Fenghua Pavilion Lord softened a little, and continued: "The next three ancestors are the Wind Lotus Patriarch, the Wind Leaf Patriarch, and the Fenglin Ancestor who ascended to the Immortal Realm, all of them are the second-generation disciples of my Fenghua Pavilion, the ancestors who have overcome obstacles for the Yunxiao Pavilion, and they have three kowtows!"

The good guy is ascending to the Immortal Realm again, but it seems that there is no title of a great monk, and it seems that this tablet is also a ranking of strength.

"Yes" Xu Fufeng responded, and simply knocked three heads, after knocking, the three tablets also flashed, this time Xu Fufeng saw more clearly, although it was a little strange, but he didn't understand it, so he didn't say much.

However, the Fenghua Pavilion Lord seemed to be relieved, and smiled at Xu Fufeng: "Okay, for the master Feng Ye Ze is the tenth generation of the Fenghua Pavilion Descendant, and the first person on your right hand is your senior brother Li Chenru, and so on, they are all your senior brothers and sisters, if you don't understand, ask your senior brother." I also told you on the left-hand side, it is your uncle who leads the way, it is your Uncle Yun, if you have any needs for external things, you will find him, among my disciples, you are the seventh, and you will apprentice to the wind. ”

Is the tenth generation, that is, an average life expectancy of 300 years?

Eh, right? How to worship? Do you want to kneel? Xu Fufeng was a little confused when he heard this, and a voice arrived in time, relieving his confusion.

Xu Fufeng, kowtow. Uncle Yun on the left smiled.

"Oh, oh," Xu Fufeng pounced, knelt on the ground and knocked a song.

"Okay! Today, on the day of my Fenghua Pavilion's great joy, Senior Brother Cheng found the best Fengling Root disciple Xu Fufeng for my Fenghua Pavilion, and he was also recognized by the four patriarchs, and passed it on, and the outer disciples issued one Zengyuan Pill, and the registered disciples issued ten Zengyuan Pills. Feng Yeze instructed Uncle Yun.

The best Wind Spirit Root!

As soon as Feng Yeze's voice fell, everyone present let out a happy cry.

"Okay, okay Pavilion Master, I'll do it, God will take care of my Fenghua Pavilion!" Uncle Yun's old face turned red with joy when he heard this.

"Wow! The best wind spirit root! The best wind spirit root that is rare in a century! Senior brother and sixth senior sister will not cook for you if they are happy today! Happy or not?" Sun Wanwan said happily to Xu Fufeng.

Several senior brothers around sighed in disappointment when they heard Sun Wanwan's words, and there seemed to be no good show to watch.

"???" Xu Fufeng had a question mark on his face, should I be happy if he didn't cook for me? I'm dying of hunger! You female devil, jealous of my qualifications, just say it.

"Master, why didn't the senior brother and sister be rewarded?" Xu Fufeng said a little puzzled.

"Hehe, little junior brother, the heirloom is his own, why do you want to be awarded? On the right hand, the top brother Li Chenru, who was wearing a pale cyan practice robe and had a simple face, explained to Xu Fufeng.

"Oh, okay, get me some roast chicken! I'm hungry!"

"Cough cough cough, junior brother, let's go outside......