Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 2 Calling Senior Sister!
"Chu Yu, heavenly spirit root!" Venerable Linghui smiled at Chu Yu with satisfaction, looking very calm.He has lived for more than 100 years, and he is also a person who has seen big scenes, but his slightly trembling hands and unsettled voice betrayed his true mood when recording.

The plaza, which was still noisy just now, fell silent for a moment.

It took a long while to hear someone ask in a low voice: "I... Did I hear you right, that Chu family's trash... turned out to be... a heaven-level spiritual root?"

The heads of the sects sitting on the high platform were not at peace either, they all looked at each other in astonishment, and they all looked at the young man standing beside the testing spirit stone in astonishment.

Ever since Patriarch Cangwu ascended to heaven in the realm of cultivation 300 years ago, the aura in Tianyuan Continent has become thinner day by day.

This genius with a heavenly spiritual root is rarer and rarer every time.

In the last session, there were Ning Zhao and Ye Tianhe, a total of two Heavenly Spirit Roots, all worshiped under the Spirit Sword Sect.

And judging from the young man's appearance, it seems that he doesn't know what the meaning of the heavenly root is, and he doesn't know who will get it.

"Little friend Chu Yu, according to the usual practice..."

Before Venerable Linghui finished speaking, he was interrupted by a thick voice.

"Little friend Chu Yu, would you like to worship under the door of my Xuanji Pavilion?" On the high platform, a tall man with half his upper body exposed stood up. The skin bulges on his skin and appears to have the ability to scare a crying child.

This is Venerable Xuanhe, the head of Xuanji Pavilion. Xuanji Pavilion is good at making weapons. Because of years of forging with a sledgehammer, most of the disciples in the sect are bronze-skinned muscular men.

Before Chu Yu could respond, the man in red with a white face stood up quickly.

"Little friend Chu Yu, would you like to join my family of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley?"

"They Xuanji Pavilion only know how to swing a sledgehammer, relying entirely on their brute force, they are all reckless. My Wanhuagu stays indoors all year round to develop the world's strange poisons, so I won't be tanned to the color of soy sauce."

This red-clothed, white-faced man is Feng Xiaodie, the owner of the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, a single descendant of the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley. He never let people call him the venerable, only let people call him the valley master.

"Hey, don't you want to be like you, put on makeup all day long to make you look like a man?" Venerable Xuanhe picked up two sledgehammers from the storage space, and looked at Feng Xiaodie with a provocative face.

"You!" Not to be outdone, Feng Xiaodie took out something from the space and held it in her hand with a stomp. Ning Zhao took a closer look and found that it was two emerald green porcelain bottles.

The middle-aged woman in Taoist robes sitting firmly in the wheelchair couldn't sit still anymore, she couldn't stand up, but said in a deep voice.

"Little friend Chu Yu, I see your face, and I am very destined to be with me, Fu Manlou. Would you like to come under the door of my Fu Manlou?"

This middle-aged woman in a wheelchair is Venerable Fu Xi, the head of Fu Man Lou, and she is the only woman among the five heads.Fu Manlou, as the name suggests, is good at drawing talisman formations.Fu Manlou's ability to sit firmly in one of the five major sects was entirely due to the handicapped Venerable Fu Xi.

Feng Xiaodie glared at Venerable Fu Xi, "Little friend Chu Yu, don't listen to him, this old thing is used to deceiving people. She always says she is destined to meet everyone she meets, so it's hard to be... everyone in the world is full of her Fu Manlou your predestined relationship?"

Venerable Fu Xi had a kind smile on his face, and did not argue with him, "Master Gu is right, as the saying goes, meeting is fate."

"Hahaha."

The bald monk sitting upright on the high platform watched the three of them bickering, and finally stood up holding the Buddhist beads.

"Since everyone is vying for little friend Chu Yu, I'll give it a try too."

"Little friend Chu Yu, would you like to join my Fanyin Temple?"

This handsome monk with a red mole on his forehead is the Venerable Fanyin, the head of the Fanyin Temple. The disciples of the Fanyin Temple mainly practice Buddhist scriptures and Dharma, with the attitude of saving all sentient beings.

Venerable Xuanhe quickly waved his hammer, "Pull you down, you smelly monk, who doesn't know that you have the most rules in Fanyin Temple, and my little friend Chu Yu is still young, so you don't need to escape into Buddhism!"

Venerable Sanskrit gently touched the Buddha on his hand, and said Amitabha.

"Xuanhe, what you said is wrong..."

The four heads fought for Chu Yu's fight, but the head of the Spirit Sword Sect, Venerable Lingyue, sat motionless on the high platform.

He was holding back so that he didn't let himself stand up.

Under his name and Mo Yiyi, who had just joined the sect, there were already five direct disciples, among the sect masters and elders present, only he had the most disciples under his name.It would be impolite to charge again.

Under the scorching eyes of the four masters, Chu Yu looked around the square.

Then he raised his head to look at the smiling Venerable Linghui with white beard and white hair.

"I want to worship under Venerable Linghui."

Everyone on the high platform, including Venerable Linghui, was shocked.

Feng Xiaodie hurriedly said: "Are you sure? Venerable Linghui has a disciple with a heavenly spiritual root. If you don't keep it, you will be more partial to your senior sister."

Ning Zhao: I was shot while lying down...

Ning Zhao sighed, looked at Feng Xiaodie who was wearing a red dress like a butterfly, and said loudly: "Master Gu, don't worry, no one should be more aware of Master's personality than Master Gu."

Feng Xiaodie's face suddenly turned red and turned white, as if she had been poked by something embarrassing, her eyes rolled around and she didn't look at Ning Zhao.

Those who knew the matter were all teasing. The owner of Wanhua Valley had conflicts with his eighteen-bedroom concubine because of Venerable Xuanhe two years ago, and it was Venerable Linghui, a good old man, who went to mediate.Venerable Linghui didn't help anyone, and asked the two to pay half of the silver taels each, and sent the eighteen-bedroom concubine of the owner of Wanhua Valley back home.

"Little friend Chu Yu, have you thought about it?" Venerable Linghui asked gently, stroking his long beard.

Chu Yu's eyes fell on Ning Zhao who was not far away, his face was gloomy and no special expression could be seen.

He immediately knelt down and bowed to Venerable Linghui, "Master."

Venerable Linghui quickly helped him up, took out his disciple token and hung it on Chu Yu's belt.

Feng Xiaodie sat paralyzed on the high platform as if she had no bones, her tone was very resentful, "Oh, if you want me to say, the fate of this Linghui Venerable is good, the two sessions of heaven-level spiritual roots have all fallen to him under the door."

"What's the matter? Is the Valley Master envious?" Venerable Xuanhe raised his sledgehammer and raised his eyebrows at Feng Xiaodie.

Venerable Fu Xi also sighed slightly.

"Don't talk about the owner of the valley, even I am a little envious..."

He seemed to have just remembered that there was another person on the high platform who was still silent.

"Honorable Lingyue, what do you think?"

Venerable Lingyue: What do I think?I sit and watch!
"Tianhe is also a good seedling." Lingyue nodded slightly, at least...he still has a disciple with a heavenly spirit root under his sect, which can already make the other sect leaders envious.

Venerable Fanyin seemed to think of something, and asked aloud: "I heard that little friend Ye Tianhe took some direct disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect to Zhangjia Village to hunt down the wolf demon?"

"Young people of this generation... are really young and promising..."

Venerable Linghui had to stand beside the test spirit stone to record the results, so Chu Yu followed Ning Zhao, and the two stood on the steps outside the square to watch other people's test results.

"You are already called Master, should you also call me Senior Sister?"

Ning Zhao raised his eyebrows at Chu Yu, with a slight smile on his normally tense face.

Chu Yu was silent for a moment, then said softly.

"Just now... Thank you, Senior Sister."

As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed uncontrollably, and his pale face was slightly blush.

(End of this chapter)