Junior sister, she is fierce and beautiful

Chapter 3 Straight Male Master

Going to Lingyan Peak means becoming an inner disciple.This is undoubtedly a big surprise for Fu Ling, who is satisfied with being able to enter Lingxiaozong.

Although the system kept yelling in her ears that Ling Yanfeng was all cannon fodder, Fuling walked up to the high platform step by step, wanting to go to the place behind Xuanwei, where his three disciples were standing.

"Fu Ling, the high platform is full of direct disciples, you are an inner disciple, just wait below." Ling Xu was afraid that Fu Ling would be embarrassed when he came up, so he walked over to stop her before she finished walking the steps.

Fu Ling saw that there were no disciples of Ling Yanfeng at the bottom, and saw Xin'er going up the high platform with Master Guiyang, so she thought that she should go up too, and when she heard what Ling Xu said, she turned around and wanted to go down.

Before she could go down the steps, someone grabbed her by the collar from behind.

"I already have three disciples, so you can be my closed disciple." Xuan Wei carried the nine-year-old Fu Ling back to the side of her seat effortlessly.

"From now on, she will be your junior sister, why don't you give up your seat to your junior sister?"

As soon as Xuanwei finished speaking, the three disciples hurriedly stood up to give up their seats to Fuling.

Fu Ling blushed slightly, and quickly waved her hands: "No need, I'll just stand."

Xuan Wei couldn't help her refuse, pushed her on the seat, and told his senior disciple: "When the disciple acceptance ceremony is over, send your little junior sister to Suwen Peak quickly, and let people from Suwen Peak give her Look at the wounds on your body."

Lin Qingyue, Xuanwei's eldest disciple, nodded in agreement, Fu Ling's seat was his, so he stood quietly beside Fu Ling and waited for the apprenticeship ceremony to end.

Fu Ling secretly took a look at the elder brother, the elder brother is also a very handsome man, but he is not as indifferent as the real Xuanwei, but a warm and steady person like the wind, noticing that she was looking at him, and turned to He turned his head and smiled softly at her.

Fu Ling was a little afraid of Xuan Wei at first, but she was somewhat relieved to see Lin Qingyue like this, the elder brother seemed easy to get along with.

Fu Ling, who was hiding behind the master and senior brothers, hadn't noticed yet, how many disciples who had detected a single spiritual root and double spiritual roots looked over enviously.

It is already extremely difficult to become the direct disciple of the master of the peak, and the last person who was envied was Xin'er.

But compared to Xin'er, a genius with a foreign spirit root, Fu Ling is obviously more enviable.

Ling Yanfeng is the yearning of sword cultivators in the world, and sword cultivators are the most powerful among all factions.

Xuanwei Daoist, the number one sword cultivator, aside, none of the three disciples of Ling Yanfeng is a famous figure among the various sects in the world of cultivating immortals. The dream of Feng's disciples.

And Daoist Ling Xu, who was originally happy for Fuling to become an outer disciple, was even more shocked at the moment. He even laughed at Fuling for being overconfident. In a blink of an eye, Fuling was accepted as a personal disciple by his idol, which was exactly what he dreamed of. It's a bad thing, but he was envious.

The acceptance ceremony was over, and Fuling followed Lin Qingyue to Suwen Peak to see her wounds. Lin Qingyue flew with her sword in his arms, and soon arrived at Suwen Peak.

The disciples of Suwen Peak had just returned from watching the acceptance ceremony, and they arrived sooner than Lin Qing.

Master Chanyue of Su Wen Peak still remembered Xuan Wei's sarcasm about the woman's coquettishness just now, seeing Lin Qingyue who was waiting at the gate of Su Wen Peak with Poria cocos, he didn't have a good temper.

"Your Ling Yanfeng's sword masters have rough skin and thick flesh, and they are the most resistant to beatings. Do you still need our Suwen Peak's treatment?" Zhenyue Chanyue said.

Hearing Master Chanyue say this about Ling Yanfeng, Fu Ling was sure in her heart that Ling Yanfeng's popularity in Zixiao Sect must not be good, no wonder they were cannon fodder.

Thinking about the temper of the peak master Xuanwei, it really doesn't look like he can improve his popularity. Poor elder brother who has such a good temper is also dragged down, and here he is made things difficult by the peak master of Suwen Peak.

"The senior uncles and senior sisters at Suwen Peak are all good hands and benevolent, so I don't think they will care about the master. The junior sister was hurt a lot in the process of asking, so please ask Uncle Chanyue to take a look." Lin Qingyue gave the embarrassment to him in a few words. resolved.

Master Chanyue signaled Lin Qingyue to take Poria into the medicine hall.

"The newcomer disciples next to you, come here and get a bottle of pills, just take it yourself. You disciples of Lingyan Peak are quite delicate, and you want us to treat you yourself." Daoist Chanyue has been displeased with Xuanwei for a long time, even though she is in Lin Qingyue's face was healed by Fu Ling, but a few words were still necessary.

"Sorry to trouble you." Fuling's voice suddenly sounded between Chanyue and Lin Qingyue, and they were taken aback.

Chanyue looked down at the little Poria. The little girl had white and tender skin, and a pair of bright and clear eyes. She looked watery and cute, but her words and expressions were very serious, not like a child.

For the world of cultivating immortals who are hundreds of years old and thousands of years old everywhere, Fuling is really too young at this age. To be apologized so solemnly by such a young child, Chanyue can't say any sarcasm .

"Did it scare you?" Chanyue took out a bottle of jelly beans and gave it to Fuling. Suwen Peak often had young disciples coming in. She had some experience in taking care of children.

"I'm not scared. Thank you, Master." Fu Ling took the jelly beans handed over by Master Chanyue, carefully poured out one, picked up one and put it in his mouth, and ate it silently with his mouth closed, without making any sound.

Master Chanyue saw Fu Ling's restrained and respectful appearance, couldn't help but pat Fu Ling's head, and said: "A cute little girl like you, where should I go to such a tired and dirty place like Lingyan Peak. "

Master Chanyue helped Fuling apply herbal medicine to the injured area, and gave Fuling a lot of pills, she said: "You practiced in Lingyan Peak, there must be a lot of bumps and bumps. You should take these pills first , if it’s not enough, come to Suwenfeng to take it.”

Fuling was holding the bottles and cans, and almost couldn't take them down, so Chanyue took another storage bag from her waist, helped her put all these pills in, and then pinned the storage bag for her On the waist of Poria cocos.

After Fuling thanked Master Chanyue, she followed Lin Qingyue back to Lingyan Peak.

Lingyan Peak is an isolated peak, the tallest among the five peaks of Zixiao Sect. The mountain peak is surrounded by clouds and mist, and there is a towering attic on the top of the mountain, like a giant sword that seems to pierce the sky.

Master Xuanwei's cave is next to the attic, and when Lin Qingyue took Fu Ling to Xuanwei's cave, he passed by this loft.

When Fu Ling passed by the attic, she couldn't help but pause and look at the attic a few more times.

On the door plaque of the attic, three neat characters were written: Cangjian Pavilion.

"This is the arsenal of our Zixiao Sect. Although it is called the Hidden Sword Pavilion, there are not only swords, but also all kinds of weapons. Every time a disciple in the sect builds a foundation, they can enter the Hidden Sword Pavilion to choose weapons. There are many famous swordsmen in the Hidden Sword Pavilion. The artifacts in the world of cultivating immortals are often coveted by unruly people, and we, Lingyan Pavilion, have always been responsible for guarding the hidden sword pavilion."

Seeing that Fu Ling was curious about Jiange, Lin Qingyue explained a few words to her.

"But senior brother, is there only four people in Ling Yanfeng? Can only four people protect the Jiange?" Fu Ling couldn't help asking.

Among the five peaks of Zixiao Sect, only Lingyan Peak has withered personnel. I heard that Miaoyin Peak has many outstanding disciples and is the face of Zixiao Sect. It is obviously more suitable for guarding the Jiange than Lingyan Peak.

"You are here, now there are five people." Another voice came from not far away.

Fu Ling followed the prestige, and saw Xuan Wei, who was dressed in a sky-blue Taoist robe, walking over with a snow-white sword in his hand.

Fu Ling was quite curious about the sword, but before she had time to take a closer look, she saw Xuan Wei suddenly flew up into the air, the sword in her hand pierced the air, and then layers of frost turned into white dragons and quickly shuttled around the hidden sword pavilion After a few laps, three black shadows fell from the sky and fell hard to the ground.

(End of this chapter)