ah? The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Chapter 126 The Pure Yang King of Xinghe Sect

"Do you dislike my tail so much?"

The little ones shook their heads in unison, and Kaiyang said: "We just want to hug Master's legs. Master's martial arts are better than yours, and he's also prettier than you."

Concerned about the differences between men and women, Xinyue told them on the first day that although Shenshui looked like a woman and spoke in a female voice, he was still a man and had to be called senior, and he couldn't take off his pants and wash them directly in front of him... The little ones are still young and sometimes wet the bed. Fortunately, they are very obedient and know how to wash and dry the wet quilts and clothes by themselves.

It's just that I'm not very particular about it. On the first day I came, I ran around naked, which was quite spectacular.

I'm afraid it's because I was never cared about in the village, and I don't think my body is precious and needs to be protected. It's because after joining the sect, Xinyue changed the concept bit by bit.

"I admit that my martial arts skills are better than mine. Am I not as beautiful as my master?"

The water probe comes out.

His appearance took three days to fine-tune and ten days to overhaul, but he couldn't change the paint as frequently as he did.

The six little ones shook their heads in unison again: "Master is the prettiest!"

In fact, in their eyes, the monks who had undergone purification and marrow removal were all so beautiful that they had never dared to imagine before. When they temporarily lived in the Crystal Palace of Shark City, they were surrounded by top beauties every day. They had long been numb by the sight, and it was really hard to tell them apart. High or low. It was just that Senior Sister Xinyue, who was with them every day, kept talking about Master's goodness in their ears. Over time, the concept of Master being a perfect person was deeply implanted in the hearts of the six Zaizai.

Tianji muttered: "If you question Master, Senior Sister will be unhappy later."

"Who questions Master?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xinyue appeared under the tree and pulled down the furry ape tail.

"Ow!"

Shenshui rolled down to the ground and said, "Senior sister, if you like it, I'll hold my tail for you."

Seeing Xinyue's right hand pulling him, it seemed that the prosthetic limb that Master Cang had made for her was very easy to use and was the same as the real thing. He was happy for Xinyue: "Open it and pull him! My tail is very strong and solid." ——”

The junior sisters watched as Senior Sister Xinyue swung the senior brother's tail three times with an expressionless face and flung it away.

There was a snap and free fall.

After cleaning up the noisy things, Xinyue suddenly felt much better, and a smile appeared on her face again:

"Ah."

She lowered her head and was just about to remind the junior sisters not to be affected by Shenshui's slanderous words, when she saw that they were as well-behaved as quails: "Except when I teach you stick skills, just listen to what Shenshui said, don't take it seriously. .”

"Okay senior sister, I understand, senior sister."

The junior sisters answered sincerely.

……

The plaque of "Don't make your fortune here" in the cave is polished and polished by the heart moon every day.

The six little ones were puzzled at first, but after they began to read and write under the literacy program presided over by Emperor Ying Cang, Tianshu ran up to Du Xinghe and asked her: "Master, what is our sect? Don’t tell me not to post it here?”

Du Xinghe was stunned for a moment, wondering who gave this name.

Then I remembered the plaque hanging from my cave.

The plaque hung in the cave is for people to see. It doesn’t matter what you write on it. You have to show the name of the sect when people call it out. Du Xinghe wanted a louder one: “No, that’s the name of our cave. Our sect is called..."

Du Xinghe paused: "Let me think about it and tell you later."

After Tianshu left, her light sword consciously moved up a little, showing a cold light: "Come, let me hear what name you thought of."

"Uh, Invincible Sect."

Sword Spirit: "I don't want to be the sword of the Invincible Sect. Please, this is really important to me."

Du Xinghe became angry and said, "Then pick one up and let me hear it."

Yukina flew out of the scabbard and flew around in a circle.

To compare it to a human being, it is pacing and thinking.

"I have an idea."

After a circle, it returned to the scabbard: "What do you think about calling it the Supreme Gate?"

Du Xinghe thought for a moment and commented euphemistically: "Not very good."

One man and one sword sat under the tree and sighed.

When it comes to naming according to the cultivation method, Du Xinghe has learned a lot. The name of the "Nishang Sword Sutra" that she has practiced the longest is too charming. She doesn't want to call it the Nishang Sect... and based on the location where the mansion is now built, in the direction of the Ancient Tomb Sect. It also makes sense to get closer.

"No, what's the use of just thinking about it alone?"

Get up across the stars and gather wisdom from the masses.

First, she was asked about Xinyue, the leader of the Shen Sect, Du Xinghe always valued her opinion, and she answered without thinking:

"Master, I think it would be good to call him Xinghe Sect."

Du Xinghe began to feel that sometimes she didn't need to value her opinions too much.

This is just like setting a password, it must not be highly similar to the username.

She asked about ginseng water again.

Shenshui thought of Nishang Sect: "It sounds beautiful."

Du Xinghe patted his shoulder: "You are the most feminine in our sect."

Not to mention the six young apprentices. She had just recognized the characters, and then she thought that the names of her two swords were both given by Cang Hengzi, which showed that she was a rare educated person, so she went to ask him for advice. After hearing this, Cang Hengzi said: "In fact, there are also small sects named after the weapons of the sect leader."

An "aha" laugh came from the scabbard.

Du Xinghe: "Change."

"Then...name it after the sect master's spiritual pet? What's the name of your scorpion?"

When she heard the stranger's call, the scorpion emerged from the back of her neck and waved its barbed tail to say hello to Cang Hengzi. Du Xinghe pushed it back with one hand and said helplessly: "It's called Xiaopang."

The Little Fatty Sect was established!

While he was talking to her, he was still assembling a medium-grade magic weapon in his hand: "I think you should stop thinking so much. You may not be able to maintain the sect for how many days. What Xinyue said is very good. It's called Xinghe Sect, once you say it, everyone will know that you are the sect leader... I don’t think you are a shy person."

Cang Hengzi is very accurate in judging people.

She hesitated for a few breaths and then made up her mind.

"Then I think Xueming Sect or Chixiao Sect are also good."

The voice of the sword spirit sounded from the sheath.

Du Xinghe asked: "Master, the magic weapon Flying Sword you made is so secretive. Do you have any clues?"

"Don't ask me about the mining spirit you brought here yourself."

After the name of the sect was decided, he walked across the Galaxy to the main tomb and invited His Majesty to be the protector of the Galaxy Sect.

Emperor Ying Cang lowered his eyes and listened to what she said: "Dharma protector holds a very important position in the sect."

He was happy that she could think of him.

"Then how many people are there in this sect?"

Du Xinghe said shamelessly, "Counting you and me, there are exactly ten people."

You can now start a customized civil war while playing games.

When playing mahjong, there are two extra people who are responsible for pouring tea and passing water.

Du Xinghe thought, what does the protector mean? She is the leader of the sect and is considered his superior.

Looking back, the big bosses in the integration period are all her protectors. They have so much face and can bluff people!

Emperor Ying Cang, as the emperor of the ancient Cang Dynasty, had never joined any sect on Pingyun Continent, so he felt quite strange: "I think the sect protectors all have titles, why don't you give me one too? You can't use the application The name of Cang Emperor travels the world."

…Is today an auspicious day for naming?

When it comes to protecting the Dharma, she can only think of the Four Heavenly Kings, the Twelve Divine Generals, the Twenty-Eight Tribes, etc.

Choose one of the single kings or social fear gods!

After all, he still had to ask His Majesty to handle the matter, so Du Xinghe bit the bullet and gave him a normal one: "What do you think, King Chunyang?"

"Journey to the West" once wrote that Tang Monk was a good man who practiced cultivation for ten generations, and he did not release any vitality.

Emperor Ying Cang's longevity is enough for a mortal to last dozens of lives.

This is enough to save Yuanyang.

This must be the pure yang of pure yang!

The candlelight was bright, and the faint golden color reflected Emperor Ying Cang's flawless face. The corners of his lips curled into a warm arc: "Okay."

He recently read the storybook that Huang Mei liked again.

It says that when two people are in love at the beginning, they will give their lover nicknames.

Royal sister: Hey, no, you, hey (he hesitated to speak but stopped his hands to cover his mouth.gif)