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The results set by Shangzhen were soon released layer by layer, but it took some time to reach Wu Yi, but Wu Yi knew it in advance. The informer was Baize, the little lion lying on Wu Yi's shoulder. Under its cute appearance, it was a deep calculation.
"How do you know my master has decided?" Wu Yi asked when he heard Bai Ze's words.
Shortly after Wu Yi was placed in the yuan grass hall, Bai Ze suddenly appeared and startled Wu Yi at the beginning.
Looking at Bai Ze in front of him, Wu Yi was half surprised and half helpless. The surprise was that he understood Bai Ze's superb strength and knew many inside stories of zongmen. If Bai Ze was on the side, he could not only take the opportunity to clarify the inside story of zongmen, but also avoid some shadows beyond his control.
But Wu Yi also knows that Bai Ze is not a good person. How can an expert with such high cultivation follow him for no reason? If it is expected, his heel should fall on the black beetle.
In other words, the black beetle actually came to monitor him, but even if Wu Yiming knew Bai Ze's purpose, he couldn't help it. He even had to choose a good time to see the black beetle in the future. He was really helpless.
Bai Ze was a little energetic, but he still looked lazy and said, "I naturally know that if you don't believe it, you can see that what I said is true."
Bai Ze understands that Wu Yi wants to take the opportunity to explore his sources of information, and even to understand the affairs of the upper level of the sect. Where will Wu Yi achieve his wish and take his words lightly.
Wu Yi is not discouraged. As long as Bai Ze is still around him for one day, his opportunity is still one day. Don't worry. At this moment and a half, he opened the topic and said, "what do you think of me, master zhitianxuan?"
Wu Yi thought there was no taboo in this question and should get the answer, but Bai Ze still said faintly: "you'll know then."
Wu Yi Yu Guang glanced at Bai Ze. He always felt that Bai Ze seemed to have changed this time around him. He didn't know why. Bai Ze didn't want to say anything, and Wu Yi wouldn't ask for trouble. He stopped talking and practiced and accepted himself.
Wu Yi closes his eyes to practice, but Bai Ze widens his bulging eyes and stares at the crisscross breath on Wu Yi.
Bai Zexin said: "the great way to return the source of the mixed Yuan Dynasty". Isn't this the cultivation skill of war witches in the Middle Ages? It has long disappeared from the sky with the contraction of the war witch forces. Where did this son come from? Is it difficult for him to inherit from the witch family? And the small world he came up with. Why is the spirit of the nether world getting deeper and deeper? Is it difficult that he is still entangled with Jiuyou hell?
With more and more secrets on Wu Yi's body, Bai Ze's harmless eyes shine with the light of hunters, and his rhyme is restless, which seems to have a chance to go further.
Half a day later, outside Wu Yi's temporary residence, the Taoist boy named Qingsong who received Wu Yi hurried to Wu Yi's courtyard and didn't wake Wu Yi directly, but the sound of his footsteps was very heavy, reminding Wu Yi of his arrival.
Wu Yi didn't calm down to practice. After all, the matter of the master is related to his future practice. He can't allow him to be indifferent. At this time, he heard the sound of footsteps and opened the door early to welcome him out.
"The guru has determined the result, and the immortal asked me to call you." while talking, Taoist boy's eyes were full of envy. In his eyes, immortal Jindan was a great figure, and he didn't dare to think about it.
If he had no adventures in his life, he would have to stop here. That is, he could be brothers with these disciples through the real tiger skin behind him. Once these disciples broke through, he would praise the guru in turn.
Wu Yi and Tao Tong came to the back view before. There were still four real people, but one real person in front of them was changed. The original real person yunsa was missing, and the new person was the real person who blocked Wu Yi's way before. According to Tao Tong, it should be Suo.
When Zhi Tianming saw Wu Yi coming, his face was not as gentle and kind as before. He said indifferently, "Wu Yi, your master has been determined."
As soon as Wu Yi entered the temple, he felt that the atmosphere was somewhat wrong and depressed. At this time, he heard the real person speak and found that his master seemed to have a festival with the real person in front of him, but he didn't dare to ask in detail and waited for the following.
"It's the Zhi Pavilion leader of Shi Pavilion. Later, his disciples will take you there. Do it yourself." after dropping this sentence, Zhi Tianming left, leaving Wu Yi and several other real people looking at each other.
"I don't know how to arrange the disciple's cave?" Wu Yi saw Zhi Tianming leave and quickly asked this question to other real people. The cave is the most important thing for the disciple. Many disciples worship the master only in name. They really have to practice hard on their own. Those masters won't come to advise you, and they may not even see you when they die, The cave is a place for disciples to settle down.
The immortal Suo glanced at Wu Yi and hesitated, but said something inexplicable: "if you worship under the master seat of Zhige, I think you don't need the cave."
Before Wu Yi could ask more questions, several real people left one by one, leaving Wu Yi looking at Baize on his shoulder with a dignified face.
Bai Ze sees Wu Yi's eyes sweeping, closes his eyes and sleeps lazily. Obviously, he has no intention to solve Wu Yi's doubts.
"I didn't expect the sect to arrange your master to be the leader of the wisdom Pavilion." Qingsong sighed when he saw Wu Yi's look.
Wu Yi couldn't help looking at Qingsong, "what's the matter?"
"The master of Zhige comes from the famous Zhi family, but he is not at peace with the Zhi family, which is well known by all the people in the sect."
"Why not?"
"How can I, a little Taoist boy, know about the big man?" Qingsong said with half self mockery and half helplessness.
Qingsong didn't dare to say more. After a little mention of Wu Yi, he left. At this time, Wu Yi was the only one left in the rear view. He was so unpopular that Wu Yi had to sit in the patio and meditate.
After a few hours, Wu Yi suddenly felt it and looked up. He saw two monks standing on a cloud grinding flying boat. One of them looked at Wu Yi and nodded slightly to the other, obviously confirming Wu Yi's identity.
A humanitarian said: "Wu Yi, since the master's arrangement has been made, you will be a true disciple in the future. Let me go."
The palm of the man's hand stretched out, and the dark light on his body was faint. As soon as he grasped it, Wu Yi felt a pulling force. He knew that this was the person from the sect who came to pick up the lead, so he didn't resist and let the man lead him to the flying boat.
Seeing this man's means, Wu Yi thought in his heart: the spiritual Qi of the high-level friar who built the foundation of the airway was condensed into Xuanguang, so he was also called Xuanguang friar. I heard that the Qi of the whole body of Xuanguang friar was condensed. Not only could he gather Qi into a wall and block the running of rivers, but also he could move to a thousand kilograms of giant objects only by the Xuanguang refined from his body. It seems true.
After getting on the boat, the two men looked cold and silent and drove the boat to the south. Wu Yi wanted to talk about it, but he couldn't find the time.
After three days and three nights, Wu Yi and his party have left the crowded place and even reached the barren mountains. Wu Yi's heart is more and more curious about where the history pavilion under the charge of the wise Pavilion master is.
"How many miles are there to go, Taoist brothers?"
"It's not far away. It'll be here in a few days." a head answered without looking back. It seems that he doesn't want to make too deep a friendship with Wu Yi. As the saying goes, more enemies than more friends, he won't become friends. Such indifference is not enough.
It seems that this cheap master has offended people with high status. Otherwise, he will not be excluded from the main peak of Yulong mountain, nor will he deliberately alienate ordinary disciples. Wu Yi thought silently about how to speak after seeing the master.
After a few days of flying boats, a small city appeared in front of us, with continuous houses and looming pavilions, like a human state. From time to time, we can see disciples in robes, either driving cloud cars or flying cranes.
This place is not as remote as Wu Yi expected. It has a lot of miraculous waterfalls and many strange flowers and plants. After all, it still belongs to the jurisdiction of the inner gate.
After another half day, the flying boat went down a hill with green mountains and green waters, and stopped on a hill. One of the friars pointed to a pavilion at the foot of the mountain: "this is the Shi Pavilion. I'll give orders. Go by yourself."
After the two finished their explanation, they didn't say much. They took off in their own boat.
It is reasonable that these two people need to send him to the Shige to complete their task, but they deceive Wu Yi that they are not from a noble family and are not familiar with this way. In addition, there is a gap between the leader of Zhige and Zhishi, and Zhishi has a close relationship with Huixuan. Making friends with the leader of Zhige is like making a real grudge with Huixuan. Although these big people may not care about these things, they dare not touch the wind.
Wu Yi saw that the road was not far away, that is, he went down the mountain, so he didn't haggle with the two people. His aura was transported to the soles of his feet and flew against his Qi. After a few breath, he went down the hill, which was a few steps away from the attic in front of him.
Wu Yi is about to move on. A figure suddenly appears at the bottom of the ground, blocking Wu Yi's way forward.
Looking at the earthy yellow figure in front of him, Wu Yiling began to explore and went away. He couldn't help but wonder: "it's a puppet. It's the first time to see it. I don't know how smart it is."
Just as Wu Yi tutted his praise, the Loess puppet suddenly said, "who's coming?"
Wu Yi looks at the puppet in front of him and forgets to answer for a moment. Suddenly, two loess puppets appear behind him. They become three talents with the puppet in front of them, and Wu Yi is surrounded by them.
Their breath is not inferior to that of Wu Yi. Even Wu Yi feels that there are several other breath hidden in the bottom. If Wu Yi doesn't answer, it will obviously be hit by a storm.
Wu Yi didn't want to leave such a bad impression when he first visited the master. He hurriedly said, "I'm Wu Yi, a disciple arranged by the sect to worship under the master of Zhige. I have an identity token here."
Wu Yi takes out the identity token of the true disciple who has just got it. The light reflected by the bright token shines on the faces of these puppets. The movement on his hands can't help but stop. He bends over to salute Wu Yi and slowly enters the ground. He can't see his figure without counting his breath. No matter how Wu Yi feels, he can't feel the slightest breath. The hidden skill is really first-class.
"Are you the new Wu Yi?" a cold voice came from behind, and Wu Yi's cold hair began to rise.
Wu Yi turns his head and sees that he is a monk with three wisps of green beard, a nose hanging like a gall, and an eyebrow flying into his temples. He is handsome and elegant, but his eyes look like a bottomless secluded pool, deep and unpredictable. After a long time, he will even feel cold in his heart. He is not an easy-to-get-along generation.
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The results set by Shangzhen were soon released layer by layer, but it took some time to reach Wu Yi, but Wu Yi knew it in advance. The informer was Baize, the little lion lying on Wu Yi's shoulder. Under its cute appearance, it was a deep calculation.
"How do you know my master has decided?" Wu Yi asked when he heard Bai Ze's words.
Shortly after Wu Yi was placed in the yuan grass hall, Bai Ze suddenly appeared and startled Wu Yi at the beginning.
Looking at Bai Ze in front of him, Wu Yi was half surprised and half helpless. The surprise was that he understood Bai Ze's superb strength and knew many inside stories of zongmen. If Bai Ze was on the side, he could not only take the opportunity to clarify the inside story of zongmen, but also avoid some shadows beyond his control.
But Wu Yi also knows that Bai Ze is not a good person. How can an expert with such high cultivation follow him for no reason? If it is expected, his heel should fall on the black beetle.
In other words, the black beetle actually came to monitor him, but even if Wu Yiming knew Bai Ze's purpose, he couldn't help it. He even had to choose a good time to see the black beetle in the future. He was really helpless.
Bai Ze was a little energetic, but he still looked lazy and said, "I naturally know that if you don't believe it, you can see that what I said is true."
Bai Ze understands that Wu Yi wants to take the opportunity to explore his sources of information, and even to understand the affairs of the upper level of the sect. Where will Wu Yi achieve his wish and take his words lightly.
Wu Yi is not discouraged. As long as Bai Ze is still around him for one day, his opportunity is still one day. Don't worry. At this moment and a half, he opened the topic and said, "what do you think of me, master zhitianxuan?"
Wu Yi thought there was no taboo in this question and should get the answer, but Bai Ze still said faintly: "you'll know then."
Wu Yi Yu Guang glanced at Bai Ze. He always felt that Bai Ze seemed to have changed this time around him. He didn't know why. Bai Ze didn't want to say anything, and Wu Yi wouldn't ask for trouble. He stopped talking and practiced and accepted himself.
Wu Yi closes his eyes to practice, but Bai Ze widens his bulging eyes and stares at the crisscross breath on Wu Yi.
Bai Zexin said: "the great way to return the source of the mixed Yuan Dynasty". Isn't this the cultivation skill of war witches in the Middle Ages? It has long disappeared from the sky with the contraction of the war witch forces. Where did this son come from? Is it difficult for him to inherit from the witch family? And the small world he came up with. Why is the spirit of the nether world getting deeper and deeper? Is it difficult that he is still entangled with Jiuyou hell?
With more and more secrets on Wu Yi's body, Bai Ze's harmless eyes shine with the light of hunters, and his rhyme is restless, which seems to have a chance to go further.
Half a day later, outside Wu Yi's temporary residence, the Taoist boy named Qingsong who received Wu Yi hurried to Wu Yi's courtyard and didn't wake Wu Yi directly, but the sound of his footsteps was very heavy, reminding Wu Yi of his arrival.
Wu Yi didn't calm down to practice. After all, the matter of the master is related to his future practice. He can't allow him to be indifferent. At this time, he heard the sound of footsteps and opened the door early to welcome him out.
"The guru has determined the result, and the immortal asked me to call you." while talking, Taoist boy's eyes were full of envy. In his eyes, immortal Jindan was a great figure, and he didn't dare to think about it.
If he had no adventures in his life, he would have to stop here. That is, he could be brothers with these disciples through the real tiger skin behind him. Once these disciples broke through, he would praise the guru in turn.
Wu Yi and Tao Tong came to the back view before. There were still four real people, but one real person in front of them was changed. The original real person yunsa was missing, and the new person was the real person who blocked Wu Yi's way before. According to Tao Tong, it should be Suo.
When Zhi Tianming saw Wu Yi coming, his face was not as gentle and kind as before. He said indifferently, "Wu Yi, your master has been determined."
As soon as Wu Yi entered the temple, he felt that the atmosphere was somewhat wrong and depressed. At this time, he heard the real person speak and found that his master seemed to have a festival with the real person in front of him, but he didn't dare to ask in detail and waited for the following.
"It's the Zhi Pavilion leader of Shi Pavilion. Later, his disciples will take you there. Do it yourself." after dropping this sentence, Zhi Tianming left, leaving Wu Yi and several other real people looking at each other.
"I don't know how to arrange the disciple's cave?" Wu Yi saw Zhi Tianming leave and quickly asked this question to other real people. The cave is the most important thing for the disciple. Many disciples worship the master only in name. They really have to practice hard on their own. Those masters won't come to advise you, and they may not even see you when they die, The cave is a place for disciples to settle down.
The immortal Suo glanced at Wu Yi and hesitated, but said something inexplicable: "if you worship under the master seat of Zhige, I think you don't need the cave."
Before Wu Yi could ask more questions, several real people left one by one, leaving Wu Yi looking at Baize on his shoulder with a dignified face.
Bai Ze sees Wu Yi's eyes sweeping, closes his eyes and sleeps lazily. Obviously, he has no intention to solve Wu Yi's doubts.
"I didn't expect the sect to arrange your master to be the leader of the wisdom Pavilion." Qingsong sighed when he saw Wu Yi's look.
Wu Yi couldn't help looking at Qingsong, "what's the matter?"
"The master of Zhige comes from the famous Zhi family, but he is not at peace with the Zhi family, which is well known by all the people in the sect."
"Why not?"
"How can I, a little Taoist boy, know about the big man?" Qingsong said with half self mockery and half helplessness.
Qingsong didn't dare to say more. After a little mention of Wu Yi, he left. At this time, Wu Yi was the only one left in the rear view. He was so unpopular that Wu Yi had to sit in the patio and meditate.
After a few hours, Wu Yi suddenly felt it and looked up. He saw two monks standing on a cloud grinding flying boat. One of them looked at Wu Yi and nodded slightly to the other, obviously confirming Wu Yi's identity.
A humanitarian said: "Wu Yi, since the master's arrangement has been made, you will be a true disciple in the future. Let me go."
The palm of the man's hand stretched out, and the dark light on his body was faint. As soon as he grasped it, Wu Yi felt a pulling force. He knew that this was the person from the sect who came to pick up the lead, so he didn't resist and let the man lead him to the flying boat.
Seeing this man's means, Wu Yi thought in his heart: the spiritual Qi of the high-level friar who built the foundation of the airway was condensed into Xuanguang, so he was also called Xuanguang friar. I heard that the Qi of the whole body of Xuanguang friar was condensed. Not only could he gather Qi into a wall and block the running of rivers, but also he could move to a thousand kilograms of giant objects only by the Xuanguang refined from his body. It seems true.
After getting on the boat, the two men looked cold and silent and drove the boat to the south. Wu Yi wanted to talk about it, but he couldn't find the time.
After three days and three nights, Wu Yi and his party have left the crowded place and even reached the barren mountains. Wu Yi's heart is more and more curious about where the history pavilion under the charge of the wise Pavilion master is.
"How many miles are there to go, Taoist brothers?"
"It's not far away. It'll be here in a few days." a head answered without looking back. It seems that he doesn't want to make too deep a friendship with Wu Yi. As the saying goes, more enemies than more friends, he won't become friends. Such indifference is not enough.
It seems that this cheap master has offended people with high status. Otherwise, he will not be excluded from the main peak of Yulong mountain, nor will he deliberately alienate ordinary disciples. Wu Yi thought silently about how to speak after seeing the master.
After a few days of flying boats, a small city appeared in front of us, with continuous houses and looming pavilions, like a human state. From time to time, we can see disciples in robes, either driving cloud cars or flying cranes.
This place is not as remote as Wu Yi expected. It has a lot of miraculous waterfalls and many strange flowers and plants. After all, it still belongs to the jurisdiction of the inner gate.
After another half day, the flying boat went down a hill with green mountains and green waters, and stopped on a hill. One of the friars pointed to a pavilion at the foot of the mountain: "this is the Shi Pavilion. I'll give orders. Go by yourself."
After the two finished their explanation, they didn't say much. They took off in their own boat.
It is reasonable that these two people need to send him to the Shige to complete their task, but they deceive Wu Yi that they are not from a noble family and are not familiar with this way. In addition, there is a gap between the leader of Zhige and Zhishi, and Zhishi has a close relationship with Huixuan. Making friends with the leader of Zhige is like making a real grudge with Huixuan. Although these big people may not care about these things, they dare not touch the wind.
Wu Yi saw that the road was not far away, that is, he went down the mountain, so he didn't haggle with the two people. His aura was transported to the soles of his feet and flew against his Qi. After a few breath, he went down the hill, which was a few steps away from the attic in front of him.
Wu Yi is about to move on. A figure suddenly appears at the bottom of the ground, blocking Wu Yi's way forward.
Looking at the earthy yellow figure in front of him, Wu Yiling began to explore and went away. He couldn't help but wonder: "it's a puppet. It's the first time to see it. I don't know how smart it is."
Just as Wu Yi tutted his praise, the Loess puppet suddenly said, "who's coming?"
Wu Yi looks at the puppet in front of him and forgets to answer for a moment. Suddenly, two loess puppets appear behind him. They become three talents with the puppet in front of them, and Wu Yi is surrounded by them.
Their breath is not inferior to that of Wu Yi. Even Wu Yi feels that there are several other breath hidden in the bottom. If Wu Yi doesn't answer, it will obviously be hit by a storm.
Wu Yi didn't want to leave such a bad impression when he first visited the master. He hurriedly said, "I'm Wu Yi, a disciple arranged by the sect to worship under the master of Zhige. I have an identity token here."
Wu Yi takes out the identity token of the true disciple who has just got it. The light reflected by the bright token shines on the faces of these puppets. The movement on his hands can't help but stop. He bends over to salute Wu Yi and slowly enters the ground. He can't see his figure without counting his breath. No matter how Wu Yi feels, he can't feel the slightest breath. The hidden skill is really first-class.
"Are you the new Wu Yi?" a cold voice came from behind, and Wu Yi's cold hair began to rise.
Wu Yi turns his head and sees that he is a monk with three wisps of green beard, a nose hanging like a gall, and an eyebrow flying into his temples. He is handsome and elegant, but his eyes look like a bottomless secluded pool, deep and unpredictable. After a long time, he will even feel cold in his heart. He is not an easy-to-get-along generation.
The results set by Shangzhen were soon released layer by layer, but it took some time to reach Wu Yi, but Wu Yi knew it in advance. The informer was Baize, the little lion lying on Wu Yi's shoulder. Under its cute appearance, it was a deep calculation."How do you know my master has decided?" Wu Yi asked when he heard Bai Ze's words.Shortly after Wu Yi was placed in the yuan grass hall, Bai Ze suddenly appeared and startled Wu Yi at the beginning.Looking at Bai Ze in front of him, Wu Yi was half surprised and half helpless. The surprise was that he understood Bai Ze's superb strength and knew many inside stories of zongmen. If Bai Ze was on the side, he could not only take the opportunity to clarify the inside story of zongmen, but also avoid some shadows beyond his control.But Wu Yi also knows that Bai Ze is not a good person. How can an expert with such high cultivation follow him for no reason? If it is expected, his heel should fall on the black beetle.In other words, the black beetle actually came to monitor him, but even if Wu Yiming knew Bai Ze's purpose, he couldn't help it. He even had to choose a good time to see the black beetle in the future. He was really helpless.Bai Ze was a little energetic, but he still looked lazy and said, "I naturally know that if you don't believe it, you can see that what I said is true."Bai Ze understands that Wu Yi wants to take the opportunity to explore his sources of information, and even to understand the affairs of the upper level of the sect. Where will Wu Yi achieve his wish and take his words lightly.Wu Yi is not discouraged. As long as Bai Ze is still around him for one day, his opportunity is still one day. Don't worry. At this moment and a half, he opened the topic and said, "what do you think of me, master zhitianxuan?"Wu Yi thought there was no taboo in this question and should get the answer, but Bai Ze still said faintly: "you'll know then."Wu Yi Yu Guang glanced at Bai Ze. He always felt that Bai Ze seemed to have changed this time around him. He didn't know why. Bai Ze didn't want to say anything, and Wu Yi wouldn't ask for trouble. He stopped talking and practiced and accepted himself.Wu Yi closes his eyes to practice, but Bai Ze widens his bulging eyes and stares at the crisscross breath on Wu Yi.Bai Zexin said: "the great way to return the source of the mixed Yuan Dynasty". Isn't this the cultivation skill of war witches in the Middle Ages? It has long disappeared from the sky with the contraction of the war witch forces. Where did this son come from? Is it difficult for him to inherit from the witch family? And the small world he came up with. Why is the spirit of the nether world getting deeper and deeper? Is it difficult that he is still entangled with Jiuyou hell?With more and more secrets on Wu Yi's body, Bai Ze's harmless eyes shine with the light of hunters, and his rhyme is restless, which seems to have a chance to go further.Half a day later, outside Wu Yi's temporary residence, the Taoist boy named Qingsong who received Wu Yi hurried to Wu Yi's courtyard and didn't wake Wu Yi directly, but the sound of his footsteps was very heavy, reminding Wu Yi of his arrival.Wu Yi didn't calm down to practice. After all, the matter of the master is related to his future practice. He can't allow him to be indifferent. At this time, he heard the sound of footsteps and opened the door early to welcome him out."The guru has determined the result, and the immortal asked me to call you." while talking, Taoist boy's eyes were full of envy. In his eyes, immortal Jindan was a great figure, and he didn't dare to think about it.If he had no adventures in his life, he would have to stop here. That is, he could be brothers with these disciples through the real tiger skin behind him. Once these disciples broke through, he would praise the guru in turn.Wu Yi and Tao Tong came to the back view before. There were still four real people, but one real person in front of them was changed. The original real person yunsa was missing, and the new person was the real person who blocked Wu Yi's way before. According to Tao Tong, it should be Suo.When Zhi Tianming saw Wu Yi coming, his face was not as gentle and kind as before. He said indifferently, "Wu Yi, your master has been determined."As soon as Wu Yi entered the temple, he felt that the atmosphere was somewhat wrong and depressed. At this time, he heard the real person speak and found that his master seemed to have a festival with the real person in front of him, but he didn't dare to ask in detail and waited for the following."It's the Zhi Pavilion leader of Shi Pavilion. Later, his disciples will take you there. Do it yourself." after dropping this sentence, Zhi Tianming left, leaving Wu Yi and several other real people looking at each other."I don't know how to arrange the disciple's cave?" Wu Yi saw Zhi Tianming leave and quickly asked this question to other real people. The cave is the most important thing for the disciple. Many disciples worship the master only in name. They really have to practice hard on their own. Those masters won't come to advise you, and they may not even see you when they die, The cave is a place for disciples to settle down.The immortal Suo glanced at Wu Yi and hesitated, but said something inexplicable: "if you worship under the master seat of Zhige, I think you don't need the cave."Before Wu Yi could ask more questions, several real people left one by one, leaving Wu Yi looking at Baize on his shoulder with a dignified face.Bai Ze sees Wu Yi's eyes sweeping, closes his eyes and sleeps lazily. Obviously, he has no intention to solve Wu Yi's doubts."I didn't expect the sect to arrange your master to be the leader of the wisdom Pavilion." Qingsong sighed when he saw Wu Yi's look.Wu Yi couldn't help looking at Qingsong, "what's the matter?""The master of Zhige comes from the famous Zhi family, but he is not at peace with the Zhi family, which is well known by all the people in the sect.""Why not?""How can I, a little Taoist boy, know about the big man?" Qingsong said with half self mockery and half helplessness.Qingsong didn't dare to say more. After a little mention of Wu Yi, he left. At this time, Wu Yi was the only one left in the rear view. He was so unpopular that Wu Yi had to sit in the patio and meditate.After a few hours, Wu Yi suddenly felt it and looked up. He saw two monks standing on a cloud grinding flying boat. One of them looked at Wu Yi and nodded slightly to the other, obviously confirming Wu Yi's identity.A humanitarian said: "Wu Yi, since the master's arrangement has been made, you will be a true disciple in the future. Let me go."The palm of the man's hand stretched out, and the dark light on his body was faint. As soon as he grasped it, Wu Yi felt a pulling force. He knew that this was the person from the sect who came to pick up the lead, so he didn't resist and let the man lead him to the flying boat.Seeing this man's means, Wu Yi thought in his heart: the spiritual Qi of the high-level friar who built the foundation of the airway was condensed into Xuanguang, so he was also called Xuanguang friar. I heard that the Qi of the whole body of Xuanguang friar was condensed. Not only could he gather Qi into a wall and block the running of rivers, but also he could move to a thousand kilograms of giant objects only by the Xuanguang refined from his body. It seems true.After getting on the boat, the two men looked cold and silent and drove the boat to the south. Wu Yi wanted to talk about it, but he couldn't find the time.After three days and three nights, Wu Yi and his party have left the crowded place and even reached the barren mountains. Wu Yi's heart is more and more curious about where the history pavilion under the charge of the wise Pavilion master is."How many miles are there to go, Taoist brothers?""It's not far away. It'll be here in a few days." a head answered without looking back. It seems that he doesn't want to make too deep a friendship with Wu Yi. As the saying goes, more enemies than more friends, he won't become friends. Such indifference is not enough.It seems that this cheap master has offended people with high status. Otherwise, he will not be excluded from the main peak of Yulong mountain, nor will he deliberately alienate ordinary disciples. Wu Yi thought silently about how to speak after seeing the master.After a few days of flying boats, a small city appeared in front of us, with continuous houses and looming pavilions, like a human state. From time to time, we can see disciples in robes, either driving cloud cars or flying cranes.This place is not as remote as Wu Yi expected. It has a lot of miraculous waterfalls and many strange flowers and plants. After all, it still belongs to the jurisdiction of the inner gate.After another half day, the flying boat went down a hill with green mountains and green waters, and stopped on a hill. One of the friars pointed to a pavilion at the foot of the mountain: "this is the Shi Pavilion. I'll give orders. Go by yourself."After the two finished their explanation, they didn't say much. They took off in their own boat.It is reasonable that these two people need to send him to the Shige to complete their task, but they deceive Wu Yi that they are not from a noble family and are not familiar with this way. In addition, there is a gap between the leader of Zhige and Zhishi, and Zhishi has a close relationship with Huixuan. Making friends with the leader of Zhige is like making a real grudge with Huixuan. Although these big people may not care about these things, they dare not touch the wind.Wu Yi saw that the road was not far away, that is, he went down the mountain, so he didn't haggle with the two people. His aura was transported to the soles of his feet and flew against his Qi. After a few breath, he went down the hill, which was a few steps away from the attic in front of him.Wu Yi is about to move on. A figure suddenly appears at the bottom of the ground, blocking Wu Yi's way forward.Looking at the earthy yellow figure in front of him, Wu Yiling began to explore and went away. He couldn't help but wonder: "it's a puppet. It's the first time to see it. I don't know how smart it is."Just as Wu Yi tutted his praise, the Loess puppet suddenly said, "who's coming?"Wu Yi looks at the puppet in front of him and forgets to answer for a moment. Suddenly, two loess puppets appear behind him. They become three talents with the puppet in front of them, and Wu Yi is surrounded by them.Their breath is not inferior to that of Wu Yi. Even Wu Yi feels that there are several other breath hidden in the bottom. If Wu Yi doesn't answer, it will obviously be hit by a storm.Wu Yi didn't want to leave such a bad impression when he first visited the master. He hurriedly said, "I'm Wu Yi, a disciple arranged by the sect to worship under the master of Zhige. I have an identity token here."Wu Yi takes out the identity token of the true disciple who has just got it. The light reflected by the bright token shines on the faces of these puppets. The movement on his hands can't help but stop. He bends over to salute Wu Yi and slowly enters the ground. He can't see his figure without counting his breath. No matter how Wu Yi feels, he can't feel the slightest breath. The hidden skill is really first-class."Are you the new Wu Yi?" a cold voice came from behind, and Wu Yi's cold hair began to rise.Wu Yi turns his head and sees that he is a monk with three wisps of green beard, a nose hanging like a gall, and an eyebrow flying into his temples. He is handsome and elegant, but his eyes look like a bottomless secluded pool, deep and unpredictable. After a long time, he will even feel cold in his heart. He is not an easy-to-get-along generation.
