Master, love me again!

Zhuo Junchen and the two looked at each other for a while. The two had never known each other before, so they could come in and out freely with the disciple order.

Seeing Mu Zisu's surprised expression, the boy's disdain deepened.A disciple beside him complimented: "In this huge inner sect, there are only a handful of people who can get the order of the peak master's direct disciple. Not everyone has the talent of senior brother Rong. He was accepted as a disciple by the peak master at the age of 20." disciple."

Everyone likes to hear words that are pleasing to the ear, and this young man is even more energetic.

Mu Zisu rolled his eyes and asked with a smile: "This junior brother means that only the direct disciples of the elders of the peak master can receive this honor?"

Being casually called Junior Brother, the disciple was obviously a little steadfast, but he still said: "That's natural. There are as many seniors who have pioneered mountains in the sect. If everyone's disciples can go out, wouldn't the decree be in vain? Like our Senior Brother Rong, it is true The first disciple of Elder Xuanyun at Xuanzheng Peak, this is the only way to use the token as a token."

Mu Zisu understood the situation, turned his head in a direction that the two of them couldn't see, and made a face at Zhuo Junchen, his heart was full of indifference.

Zhuo Junchen let out a muffled laugh, raised his hand to cover it up, and didn't forget to thank the two colleagues in front of him whose tails were going up to the sky.

Just as the person in front had finished taking things, Mu Zisu took out two tokens from his bosom, and before he could talk to the steward, his left arm was pulled.A trace of sullenness flashed in Mu Zisu's heart, and he turned his head back to those two disciples.

The one who pulled him should be the rather arrogant one, Mu Zisu stepped forward and asked: "You are young, why do you have the elder's order?" Mu Zisu held two, one was his disciple's order, and the other The last one was the Biyu Elder Token that Du Heng casually threw to him.

Mu Zisu's brows twitched, showing a little impatience, but he still explained in a good voice: "I am a disciple of the Spiritual Medicine Peak, and my master is busy with affairs, so I was asked to collect the order."

The busyness of the Spiritual Medicine Peak was well-known among the nine peaks. Mu Zisu thought that his explanation was enough, but the proud disciple's face turned a little pale.

Mu Zisu lost interest in talking to them, and tapped Zhuo Junchen's shoulder with his backhand and said, "Give me yours as well. It just happens that the entrusted sister will handle it together, so I don't need to run too much." Saying that, Mu Zisu He also smiled at the female steward who took care of them.

Zhuo Junchen took out his token from the Qiankun bag, and when he saw the flushed topaz disciple Ling, the proud disciple's face completely darkened.

Mu Zisu was still asking Zhuo Junchen, "Would you like to take it for Uncle Shen?" Before he finished speaking, Zhuo Junchen lifted his collar, and his body uncontrollably moved back two feet.

Where the two of them were originally standing, a few clusters of sharp wooden thorns protruded from the ground. If Zhuo Junchen hadn't reacted quickly, there would have been a few more holes on Mu Zisu's body.

Mu Zisu was completely ignited: "Isn't he the disciple of the master of Zhenfeng! He is so arrogant that he doesn't even have to abide by the rules of the sect?" Fighting, Mu Zisu never expected that this person would be so arrogant.

The proud disciple said with a sullen face: "Someone dares to pretend to be an elder disciple, I just want to take down the spies! What's wrong!"

Zhuo Junchen frowned and said, "You say the two of us are spies?"

The young man raised his chin: "I am the only one who holds the orders to pass on disciples in the sect, except Ling Yihang from Qinghua Peak, Du Yuesheng from Xianshu Peak, and Zhan Baichuan from Baizhan Peak." As he spoke, he revealed With a sneer, he pointed his eyes at Zhuo Junchen, "Unfortunately, I have seen all of these people before, but I don't know where another fellow from the same school came out today."

Mu Zisu rolled his eyes: "If you don't know, then you don't have it? It's nothing more than being ignorant, but it's your fault, Senior Brother Rong, who comes out to show off!"

"Zi Su." Although Zhuo Junchen was a little angry, he didn't want to cause trouble, so he called Mu Zisu, who was already furious.

Rong Ping over there didn't appreciate it, and said with a sneer, "Then why don't you get to know each other, I wonder which senior this junior apprentice is under?"

Zhuo Junchen frowned and said, "I am Zhuo Junchen, a disciple of Shuangtian Peak, and I am a student of the peak master Shen Hanfeng."

The name of Shuangtian Peak is quite uncommon, Rong Ping showed a winning smile, full of confidence that he would be able to use the name of capturing the spies to make a name for himself, but when he heard the name Shen Hanfeng, the smile on his face froze completely.

The law enforcement elders of the Qinghua Immortal Sect, even though the dragons never see their heads and tails all the year round, are the characters that every inner sect disciple has been warned repeatedly not to provoke before they become apprentices.

Rong Ping's eyes obviously looked squarely, but his expression was still dubious.

Seizing the opportunity, Mu Zisu raised his chin and sarcastically said, "I heard that Senior Brother Rong didn't join Elder Xuanyun's sect until he was 20 years old? No wonder he has no friendship with Jun Chen. He joined Senior Uncle Shen's training at the age of six, and Senior Uncle Shen took it very seriously." , how can I hang out in my free time like Senior Brother Rong. Don’t you think so, Jun Chen?”

Zhuo Junchen looked at Mu Zisu helplessly. He had learned from Master Du's temperament of fearing the world would not be chaotic.Unintentionally entangled with Rong, Zhuo Junchen said: "I took the things earlier, let's go back."

Zhuo Junchen's original intention was to calm things down, but it fell into the eyes of others, but he didn't see Rong Ping in their eyes.

Rong Ping couldn't help being angry, and raised his voice: "Since Junior Brother Zhuo is dedicated to cultivation, would you dare to compete with me in the martial arts stage? Just let Brother Yu see how talented this disciple, who has been favored by law enforcement elders since childhood, is. Excellent!"

The Martial Arts Terrace is above the heavenly ranks, a place built by the Immortal Sect for disciples to learn skills, and it is in charge of Wan Qifeng, who manages the internal affairs of the Immortal Sect.

Zhuo Junchen lived in Shuangtian Peak all the year round, except for the occasional sparring with him by his master, he had never competed with others. Although Rong Ping's words were provocative, he didn't want to pay attention to them.And although Mu Zisu likes to be brave, he will not go over Zhuo Junchen to make a decision on this kind of matter.

Seeing that they didn't respond, Rong Ping became even more arrogant: "Why, is it because Junior Brother Zhuo is afraid? Or has the law enforcement elder been busy with sect affairs for so many years, neglected to educate you, and didn't learn anything?"

Zhuo Junchen was annoyed: "Brother Rong, be careful with your words." He couldn't tolerate others talking about his master.

Seeing that Zhuo Junchen's face changed, Rong Ping intensified: "Or, the ability of the law enforcement elders is based on rumors and exaggerated?"

Before he finished speaking, Rong Ping felt a sudden chill in his heart, Zhuo Junchen in front of him didn't appear to be furious, but the look in his eyes made people fear for no reason.

Zhuo Junchen was extremely annoyed by insulting his master, but the anger in his heart filled him with calmness, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Since Senior Brother Rong insists on this, please enlighten me."

The sky-level martial arts platform, the vast square cannot be seen at a glance, and there is a tall tower in the middle, soaring into the sky.As far as the eye can see, it is paved with blue-gray flat bluestones. These bluestones are all collected from the extremely cold place of Shenque Continent, and they are extremely strong in themselves. Cannot be easily destroyed.

Dozens of general-sized fighting platforms are neatly arranged on the martial arts platform.These arenas are often used for inner disciples to learn from each other, practice and comprehend, and the length and width of ten feet will not be too cramped, and it will also avoid long-term fighting.However, cultivation requires peace of mind and tranquility. There are not many people on the martial arts stage, but today it is crowded with people and it is very lively.

Zhuo Junchen and Rong Ping are both direct disciples of the master of the two peaks, and Zhuo Junchen is also a disciple of the law enforcement elder.The quarrel between the two happened in the busiest disciple hall, and the good disciples in the sect naturally spread the news that they were going to compete in martial arts together.Whether they like to watch the excitement, or want to learn something from the competition between these two immortal disciples, they are very attractive to other disciples of the inner sect.

After checking the tokens of the two, the disciples in charge of the Martial Arts Hall took down their first and last names, and led them up to a platform.

"The rules of fighting are that the duration is not limited until the gong is sounded. As disciples of the Immortal Sect, remember to stop at the end. If you deliberately injure your opponent, you will also be punished by the sect's rules!" The deacon disciple briefly explained to the two, and then Fly down from the fighting platform.

There was a gong under the stage, which was used as a sentinel. After confirming that the two were ready, the deacon disciples rang the gong.

The two people on the stage had already held their weapons in their hands. Zhuo Junchen held the heavy sword in his hand.On the opposite side, Rong Ping also stood up straight, holding an octagonal array in his hand.

Xuanzhen Peak is a spiritual peak in the Immortal Sect that specializes in teaching formations. The peak master Xuanyun is a formation master in the Yuanying stage. As his direct disciple, Rong naturally practiced formations.

A cyan ball of light is suspended above the array disk, and the recorded gossip and five elements have begun to slowly rotate on the disk that cannot be seen by others.Rong Ping still looked over his head: "Brother Yu is older than you anyway, so I let you make the first move."

Zhuo Junchen on the stage hadn't reacted yet, but Mu Zisu had already yelled out: "It's nice to say, but who knows that formation masters are latecomers, and they can't seize the opportunity by themselves, so they have to pretend to be generous."

Rong Ping stared fiercely at the audience, wishing to beat this Yaofeng disciple called Mu Zisu to the point of crying, but he couldn't refute him, what Mu Zisu said was the truth.

Looking at Zhuo Junchen's composed appearance, Rong Ping felt a little guilty.After provoking Zhuo Junchen, it is not that he has no regrets after clamoring for a fight. After all, he does not have the slightest understanding of Zhuo Junchen. Although he is proud of his foundation-building sixth-order cultivation base, he cannot see through Zhuo Junchen after all. The depth of dust.If Zhuo Junchen, like Ling Yihang, is also at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, or even at the peak of Foundation Establishment, he may not be able to please him.

The phalanx plate in his hand is called "Spring with Dead Wood", it is a high-grade spiritual weapon, it is the gift of apprenticeship he received when he entered the Xuanyun sect, and it is also his most important reliance at this time.As long as Zhuo Junchen stepped into the formation, he would definitely make him look good.

Zhuo Junchen didn't refuse, and the Chongxiao Sword buzzed under the infusion of spiritual power.After a while, the distance between the two of them was shortened by half, and Rong Ping felt a chill when he saw the magic circle faintly moving on the long sword.