Ascending, Do Not Disturb

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It was rare for the teacher to take the initiative to ask questions about irrelevant chores. Songhe was happy and couldn’t help but pull him to say a few more words.

"A little girl with five Linggen, who was used to being up and down by Yunhuamen, even looking at these vulgar words, how can it be beneficial to the Tao." Songhe could not bear to say too much. "But this child is good and well-behaved." It’s really good.”

Songhe also said how some Yunhuamen treated the younger sister. He saw the teacher faceless and thought that he was not interested in listening. He was ready to stop his words and let him go to rest. He knew that the teacher had opened his mouth again.

"Uncle Shi, can you read this for me?" After saying this, he coughed a few times with a sigh of relief, and his pale face had a few more blood.

Songhe did not say anything, he handed the words to the teacher, and the other hand extended the hand of the white jade, took the book rolled into a cylinder, gently flattened it, and the corners of the forsythia did not let go. : "Thank you for your uncle."

"What to say, but it is just the words." Songhe looked at the ill-stained face of the teacher, and wanted to say a few words, but did not know what to say. This teacher is almost the most outstanding genius in the realm of repairing the world for hundreds of years. From refining to distracting, it is like being helpless, never having a scorpion, even his uncle is not out Only.

The expiration period and the distraction period seem to be only one level. It is necessary to overcome the hardships and difficulties of this hurdle. Nowadays, the entire comprehension field, the distraction period is not more than ten people. They thought that the teacher would be the most promising monk in the past millennium, but they did not expect to have a demon in the distraction period.

When I broke through the Yuan Ying Kingdom, there was no warning, and I knew that the robbery was behind.

"Zhong Zhong..." Songhe wants to tell the teacher, don't indulge in this incomprehensible story. But when the teacher turned back and the glazed eyes looked at him like a calm, waveless pool of water, he was slightly stunned and couldn’t say anything. "Nothing, there are plenty of time to go out and let go, there are many Interesting place."

"Thank you for telling the uncle, the younger brother said goodbye." Zhongkai slowly nodded, bowed to the Songhe River, and sideways recruited a crane and stepped on its back.

The white clouds rolled and quickly drowned him.

Songhe sighed and shook his head.

I went back to the martial art. I didn’t mean to say that I peeked at the small talks that I had discovered by the Shuguang Zongfeng master. I honestly studied the half-month deduction, but she seems to be exceptionally not good at this. It has been a long time to learn. quasi. After a while, she didn't read the words, and she looked at the book every day.

"Three yin, three yang, six qi, the sun and the moon are changing..." He yawned, while he recited and painted on the paper with a pen, and his mind was twisted into a mess.

"Sister." Tan Feng came in and saw the cockroach on the table, handing the bought hair to her. "How can you be weak?"

"Thank you brother." The eyes of the godless eyes finally have brilliance, holding the hairpin box. "I have to accept a reality recently?"

"What?" Tan Feng poured himself a glass of water to drink, sitting cross-legged across the squat, took a small book in front of him and looked at his eyes. The dense picture on the top of his eyes looked at him.

"Maybe I don't have the luck of the protagonist." Wrinkled his face, his delicate fingers on the jewellery box, "The protagonists are all talented, what to learn, I am so difficult to learn a deduction."

"Where there are perfect monks in the world, the words are deceptive." Tan Feng sees two big dark circles hanging on his eyes. "I am not good at deducing what to count, Master is not good at me, we are living in the moon." The peak is only the master who is deducting this piece is quite outstanding."

Otherwise, the course deduced by the younger sister will not be handed over to the master.

“Really?” I feel that although I am not kind, I think that there are two very close people who are not good with them, or... very happy.

"Of course, in fact, the superiority of the masters is also compared horizontally in our martial art. The martial art that is really good at deduction is the Moon Star Gate." Tan Feng side drinking water, "the whole repairing world, the best at this is the month." Star Gate. Anyone who enters their martial art, Linggen is not the most important, the most important thing is the ability to perceive the heavens and the earth."

"Is the top ten sect, the only one that gives us the bottom?"

"Cough, don't say so straightforward." Tan Feng patted his chest. "In Zongmen, we only need to mention that we are one of the top ten sects. It is not important to rank this kind of thing."

"Oh." He nodded. "What is the best thing about our Zongmen?"

"Our Zongmen is the best at..." Tanfeng is a bit embarrassed. They seem to have everything in their sect. Chen Xiafeng is best at alchemy, Wuyangfeng is good at refining and swordsmanship, Xizhaofeng is good at beasts, and Ziwufeng is good at painting. With the formation, they live in the peak of the moon... They are good at licking the moon peak, but what is the most powerful, rely on the instinct of the disciple.

After listening to Tan Feng’s explanation, my face looked bright and I slammed: “I understand that we are the most powerful in the moon peaks. These are all good at it, aren’t they?”

"Yes, yes." Tan Feng laughed at his lips, and dreams were always great.

On the main peak of Yunhua Gate, Yan Yan taught the new sword of Bechuan and pointed to the direction of the Treasure Hall: "Tomorrow, you will take the opportunity to choose the instrument."

"Master, my sister is still small..."

Yan Yan slowly shook her head and smiled. "Although she is young, she is already a monk in the base period. It is time to take her own weapons."

Bechuan hesitated for a moment, arched his hand: "The disciple is leading."

In Yunhuamen, disciples who do not have this fate are all protected objects. If there are foreign enemies, they are the disciples who are protected at the innermost level. However, if you take up the weapon of the life, it means that the person who is born is Yunhuamen. The death is the ghost of Yunhuamen. If there are foreign enemies coming, even if you die, you must protect the Zongmen.

After receiving the news from the main hall, I forgot to sit in the room for two whole hours, and finally sighed back to the main hall for a word.

"Master..."

"Go tell your sister, you will go with her tomorrow." Forgot to wave, let Cheng Yi go out.

"Yes." Cheng Yi arched his hand and stepped on the flying sword to come to the front of the cave. He saw that the younger brother and the younger sister were taking pictures of each other, and they could not help but smile.

"Master brother." He saw Cheng Yi, smiled and stood up from the ground. "How come you?"

"I am here to tell you that you will be able to take you to the Treasure Hall tomorrow."

“Really?” His face smiled brightly. “Great.”

Looking at the smile on his face, Cheng Yidao said: "Then you know that you don't know, what rules do you have to follow with your disciples?"

"I know." I thought about it and said a positive answer. The face with the baby's fat is full of solemnity. "Where the Yunhuamen disciple needs to remember the righteousness, guard the Zongmen people, betray the Zongmen, and die. There is no place to bury."

"Good." Cheng Yi nodded. "These words can never be forgotten, do you know?"

"Well!"