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Xianjun actually appeared!

Everyone looked up to the sky together, including the high-status peak masters on the high platform. They also showed surprise. will come!

Could it be that Xianjun secretly peeped at the secrets of the sky, and had already discovered the apprentice who was destined for heaven?

Seeing the aura all over the wall jumping together, the clouds and mist first opened, and a man in snow clothes walked out of thin air on the side of the high platform above, stepping lightly, drawing everyone's attention back to reality.

The snow-clothed man's face was blurred, his long hair fell, and he stood still after a few strokes.

"Xianjun!"

"It's rare to see Xianjun, but at this time."

"What gust of wind brought you here?"

"Do you have any promising disciples?"

All the Taoist monarchs present asked repeatedly, only the head master diverted his spiritual consciousness, took a little bit of peripheral vision, and went to see the stunned disciples below, if there was any "someone" that the immortal monarch "followed" among them.

He Shi Shiran smiled and said, "Sir, please sit down."

Called back: "Zi Tao."

Cheng Yunzhi looked curiously along with the disciples, and saw Zitao leading a group of inner disciples appearing.

Each moved a wide wooden chair and set it up for the Taoists.

Now, all the Taoist monarchs with high cultivation bases sat on the chairs, instead of floating in the air when they first came, adding a bit of air.

Cheng Yunzhi secretly said, yes.

The identity of the master is not a high-ranking immortal, but an elder and forerunner who teaches and preaches.

The chair that Zitao moved was one for Xianjun Jie. Seeing Xianjun sit down, the elder brother saluted respectfully, saying: "Master uncle."

Jie Ah nodded and asked; "How is the injury?"

Zitao: "No problem, please rest assured, uncle."

After he finished his salute, he turned back silently, stood behind Xianjun Shishu, poked his head boldly, and went to look at the disciples below.

Hey, as expected he found Cheng Yuzhi!

Brother Cheng's strength doesn't match his cultivation, he's more than enough to beat two outer disciples, it's normal to see him in the Spirit Gate Hall.

Be warned.

As soon as Cheng Yuzhi and Zitao met their gazes, they saw his ferocious face and mouth shape.

Eyebrows winking, lips pouted and nose pouted, Cheng Yuzhi could only squint his eyes, barely distinguishing the words "Xianjun" and "Don't" in his mouth.

When the snow-clothed man moved a little, Zitao immediately recovered his original expression, resolute and serious, more like the head than the head.

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

What?What are you talking about?

Zitao saw Cheng Yuzhi's expression of incomparable bewilderment, and his heart was swayed, and he continued to frantically signal with his eyes and body movements not to choose "someone".

Cheng Yunzhi: "..." Someone?

The headmaster coughed lightly: "Zi Tao."

Zitao returned to his indifferent face, and saluted slightly: "Master."

The head: "...you should go back to recuperate first."

Seeing the pain, the reliable disciples grimaced in pain.

Zitao: "...Yes." Then he retreated quickly.

Before leaving, he took a deep look at Cheng Yun.

My honest brother Cheng!Don't be overwhelmed when you discover the truth!

Cheng Yuzhi watched him go, and heard Chen Fei sigh beside him, with a firm light in his eyes.

Cheng Yunzhi: "...Huh?"

Chen Feibai looked over quietly: "Did you see it just now? Even the head disciple showed this expression, it must be to warn us, the inner sect is not so easy to mess with, tell us to be careful."

Cheng Yuzhi was stunned, and suddenly realized: "So that's what it means!"

Zitao!You are such a reliable big brother!

Some disciples opened the long snow-white scroll, and the one written on it was the favorite candidate of each Taoist monarch.According to the rules, first sing the name of the peak master, and then sing the name of the favorite disciple.

If both parties are interested, they will salute and worship the teacher for tea.

As soon as he opened his head, everyone's eyes became hot.

The disciple shouted: "Leling Peak."

He called the names of seven or eight people in a row, and in the end there were as many as five people left behind, who lined up one by one.

The old practiced salutes, offered tea, and the newly appointed master bestowed a disciple card with spiritual power engraved on it.

Witnessed by everyone, these engraved disciple cards exude a gleam of spiritual power, rising from their hands, circling, flying into the flow of cards on the wall, and merging with the seniors.

They looked up and realized that there was something in their hearts that merged with the land under their feet.

Then came the second peak, the third peak.

It was soon discovered that the recruits at the beginning were all Xiaofeng, and the masters of the major peaks were silent and watched their apprenticeship.

If you are recruited by the small peak in front, you may lose the opportunity to go to the big peak later.

Therefore, some people hesitated to move forward, hesitantly rejected Xiaofeng's invitation, but never heard their name again.

When the small peaks were collected, there were only a few people in the hall standing still.

The rest of the disciples stood behind the master, either excited or regretful, with different expressions.

As for the rest of them, they also had different expressions. They didn't know whether they were picked away by Dafeng, or they were completely hopeless, and they wanted to go back to be outer disciples and wait for the next inner sect selection.

The disciple opened the second roll of the roster and called out: "Tairan Peak."

Chen Feibai tensed up immediately, obviously it was the peak he wanted to go to, and from time to time he cast his expectant eyes on the owner of Tairan Peak.

Cheng Yunzhi patted him on the shoulder as a comfort.

Above, the head of the sect turned his face and asked in a low voice: "Xianjun, the disciples are about to be picked out."

The snow-clothed man nodded: "No problem."

Disciples roll their names: "Yu Hongcai, Ding Hongbao, Chen Feibai...Cheng Yuzhi."

The person who was called took a step forward, the string in Chen Feibai's brain snapped, and he cried out excitedly, throwing himself on Cheng Yu's body: "I did it!!!"

The high-pitched voice echoed in the empty hall, and everyone looked over. Chen Feibai realized it later, widened his eyes, and carefully moved his strong arms off Cheng Yunzhi's neck.

Cheng Yunzhi: "...I think you want to strangle me to death."

The master of Tairan Peak stood up from the top, laughed and walked down.

"Good! I, Tairan Peak, like lively disciples."

Chen Feibai smiled and scratched his head, tidied himself up, and slapped over to salute, calling: "Master!"

The master of Tairan Peak personally helped him up: "Get up, there is no need for such a big gift."

The peak owner looked over with a smile: "What about you, are you willing to enter my Tairan Peak?"

His gestures and gazes were all on Cheng Yuzhi who was standing beside him silently, and as he spoke, all the peak masters also cast their gazes.

This person is undoubtedly the most outstanding one in the selection secret realm - he has defeated more than two hundred people in turn by virtue of his foundation building spiritual power, and his perseverance and heart are both excellent.

It's just the foundation building period, it doesn't matter.

Does the world's number one still lack the natural treasures of marrow washing?

Generally speaking, this kind of disciple will be kept until the end by default, and he will choose it by himself.

But the peak master of Tairan Peak couldn't hold back, hey, couldn't hold back, so he asked the roll call disciple to add his name in it.

Maybe by intercepting it in advance, the disciple can be tricked into entering his own peak!

The gazes of all the peak masters shifted from Tairan Peak to the head of the sect.

The head of the sect looked at the nose and the heart: "..."

Even if you are the head of the sect... he doesn't dare to stop him!

All the disciples unanimously showed envious eyes. After all, of all the people present, only Cheng Yuzhi has been personally invited by Taoist Lord.

Even Chen Feibai's eyes were shining with gold, and he almost said in surprise: "Brother Cheng, why don't you..."

He suddenly got stuck, and scratched his scalp with some embarrassment: "Oh yes, you were thinking about that."

"Yes."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Cheng Yunzhi took a step forward, and first saluted Tairan Peak's master: "Thank you for your kindness."

His words were astonishing: "The disciple wants to worship Xianjun as his teacher."

No one spoke, only the sound of shallow breathing spread.

The disciples looked at each other and turned their heads unanimously to observe the attitude of the snow-clothed man.

It's not that there are no disciples who want to worship Xianjun just now. After all, a great opportunity is in front of us. Since Xianjun came here, he must also want to accept an apprentice.

So why not try it?

However, the snow-clothed man didn't react at all after listening to the teacher's words.

It was the disciple next to him who came forward and said, "The Immortal Lord has no intentions for the time being."

The rest of the people returned angrily, and no one dared to think about that Yun Zhongjun again.

Some people mustered up the courage to worship Xianjun as their teacher.

I guess this time, there is no suspense, to be...

Then, the snow-clothed man stood up from the wide wooden chair, cast his gaze from top to bottom, and landed on Cheng Yuzhi's face accurately. Suddenly, the hard and thin layer of ice melted, and everyone heard deep laughter gradually. rise.

Cheng Yunzhi's heart was pounding.

He squinted his eyes and looked up hard, but he still couldn't see through the vague camouflage.

Xue Yi said: "Will you worship me as your teacher?"

Cheng Yunzhi took a deep breath and replied, "Yes."

The next sentence of the snow-clothed man shocked the whole hall: "Then you are willing to form a master-student contract with me, under the witness of heaven."

Everyone, even the head of the sect, was shocked and speechless.

This, this also...

Too much!

Although the master-student contract has the word "master-student", it is a heavenly contract similar to a Taoist couple's contract.Teachers share all the injuries of apprentices.

When practicing, the increased spiritual power will be partly distributed to the disciples.

The apprentice will automatically terminate the contract only when he reaches the realm of a teacher.

is a fully protected character.

But with Jie Ah's state, if Cheng Yunzhi is willing to be his apprentice.

2000, 3000...

Not to mention anything else, can he reach the Mahayana stage in this life?

If he can't reach it, Xianjun will protect him for the rest of his life!

Cheng Yuzhi had traveled all over the world, so he had naturally heard about this ancient contract.

He opened his eyes wide, unable to speak, dare not imagine why this No.1 in the world is willing to form such an unequal contract with him.

He bowed his head and said: "Xianjun, I would like to worship you as my teacher, but I don't need..."

The snow-clothed man raised his hand, and in the palm of his hand, a golden light ball formed by layers of heavenly runes gathered together. This is the materialized master-student contract.

His expression was inexplicable: "If you want to, swallow it now."

Cheng Yunzhi tried his best to recall, but he couldn't think of any conditions to restrain his apprentice.

He didn't dare to speak, and he didn't dare to reach out.

But the contract did not restrict his thoughts, nor did he restrict his actions. As an apprentice, he was a completely free existence.

It was a gamble he didn't know why.

In the end, Xianjun's good reputation and majestic cultivation still moved him, Cheng Yuzhi lingered for a long time, and finally raised his head.

"it is good."

The snow-clothed man also laughed, and everyone present could hear the ubiquitous joy in his laughter: "Catch it."

Cheng Yuzhi watched steadily, and the ball of light floated in front of him for a long time.

He thought of his master and senior brother who had traveled far away, and also of the empty sect in Changjin Mountain.

He caught the ball of light and decided to accept the ending of all gambles.

Cheng Yuzhi thought, there is nothing on him.

Xianjun will never take a fancy to the little bit of Lingshi in his pocket, will he?

The ball of light melted from his wrist, and in an instant, Cheng Yuzhi sensed the spiritual power from the heavens, connecting him with a certain powerful person in front of him.

In the dark, he can even get a general sense of the other party's direction.

Cheng Yunzhi: "..." He suddenly had a bad premonition.

Xueyi Ren said: "Come up."

Yes, the next thing is to worship the teacher tea.

Cheng Yunzhi took the teacup held by the disciple next to him, and walked up to the high platform step by step, becoming the only disciple of Xianjun.

He lowered his brows and eyes, not daring to look up.

A pair of hands stretched out in front of him, firmly catching the teacup.

Cheng Yuzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he realized that those hands were so familiar.

The snow-clothed man didn't drink, but said: "Your name is Cheng Yunzhi?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "Yes."

The black-haired fairy in snow clothes stood up, smiled, and said meaningfully: "I have a Taoist partner who has never passed the sect."

"He's also called Cheng Yunzhi."

"We are so destined."

Just in time, the Xianjun fuzzy barrier dissipated.

It reveals the face of the pillow person that Cheng Yunzhi used to accompany day and night.

Everything was quiet, Gu Yan quietly looked down at him.

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

I love your uncle's evil fate.

The author has something to say:

Xianjun (heart): I can finally make a contract, no matter what kind of contract it is, it is a good contract if it can be connected!

Xiao Cheng: Intuit!