Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 27

There are rays of sunshine everywhere in the sky, scattered in five good colors.

Fragrant wind bursts, wonderful sounds and fairy songs.Several soft sedan chairs with lotus flowers slowly descended from Bixu automatically by the wind.

The talisman has changed from the initial (O) to the current o_o
In the past few days in Taixuan Jianzong, she has seen scenes like this too many times, and every time she goes to a sect, it will be staged.

At first she would appreciate and be curious, but later she became immune.

It's just that I don't know which sect I'm here this time, and the pomp looks quite big.Even the head of the Taixuan Sword Sect went to greet him in person.

Fuzhu's residence is on the edge of a cliff, and the scenery is superb. When you open the window, the mountain flowers outside are gorgeous. Looking down, you can also see the scene below.The soft sedan landed on the ground, and the light gauze floated, and several fairies walking around in Luo skirts came out of it, all wearing crowns and colorful clothes, gorgeous and vivid.

"This is the people of Miaoyin Pavilion, all of them are Yin Xiu."

Fuzhu was startled by the sudden sound, she moved her hands very quickly, and subconsciously closed the window with a "bang".

"Miss Fuzhu," a slightly nervous voice came from outside the window, "Can you open the window first?"

Fu Zhu heard the voice a little familiar, opened the window and looked, there was a young man in white lying on the window, his body was tightly pressed against the window, like a four-legged gecko, very unsightly.

There is a cliff outside. If he was unprepared just now and was shaken by the window, he might have fallen.

"Why did you come here?" Fuzhu gave way, and the boy turned over and jumped into the window.

He patted his chest, "It's dangerous! I almost fell just now."

Fu Zhu rolled his eyes, who told him to lie on someone's window without incident.If you don't take the wide road outside, you have to go to the edge of the cliff.

Zhao Zhiying said: "It took me a lot of effort to find out that Miss Fuzhu lives here."

From the beginning of the planning of the trial meeting, he looked through the lists of various sects, and finally found the name of the talisman from tens of thousands of names.

He said in surprise: "I didn't expect Miss Fuzhu to be a disciple of Jianzong, and she is also from the same line as our Taixuan Jianzong. It's really a fate."

"However, why didn't Miss Fuzhu participate in the Xianmen Grand Competition before? Miss Fuzhu's swordsmanship is so superb, if she participates, she will definitely get a good ranking."

Zhao Zhiying was rambling on, extremely rambling, Fuzhu interrupted him, "You came to see me, what's the matter?"

It was only then that Zhao Zhiying remembered what he was here to do. He rummaged through his bosom, found some fruits, and smiled brightly, "These are the fruits from our Queyue Mountain. I picked a few and brought them here for Miss Fuzhu to taste." Have a taste."

On the boy's palm lay a few golden fruits, the size of a pearl, full of color and bright, and looked delicious.

Then he took two talismans, bit the fruit, and asked vaguely: "You said they are all from Miaoyin Pavilion? Are you familiar with Miaoyin Pavilion?"

Zhao Zhiying also came to the window, looked at the fairies on the mountain with fluttering colorful skirts below, and introduced like a few treasures: "Miaoyin Pavilion is a rare sect in the cultivation world that only listens to music, and the female fairies inside are unparalleled in appearance. The male monks are also extremely beautiful, so everyone naturally pays more attention to them."

Most of the male disciples of their sect are enamored with the fairies of Miaoyin Pavilion, and they will discuss which fairy has the more beautiful appearance and higher cultivation level on weekdays. Other sects are more familiar.

"The person at the front is the young master of the Miaoyin Pavilion, Fairy Guangzhu, who is not very old, but has already cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Golden Core. It is rumored that he is only one step away from breaking through the Nascent Soul. He is a very strong enemy. .”

"The twelve fairies behind her correspond to December of a year, and they are also the twelve guardians of the Miaoyin Pavilion. They are all monks in the Golden Core Realm, and their strength is not impressive."

"As for the male monks in Miaoyin Pavilion..." Zhao Zhiying scratched her head in embarrassment, "We at Queyue Mountain have seldom discussed this, so we don't know much about it."

Fu Zhu glanced at Zhao Zhiying thoughtfully, although she didn't say anything, she made Zhao Zhiying feel like a light on her back.

Conscience of heaven and earth, he is really not the kind of superficial person who only pays attention to the appearance of female cultivators, and he usually doesn't like to discuss the appearance of female cultivators behind their backs. A fairy looks first.

Zhao Zhiying was hesitant to defend herself, Fu Zhu had already withdrawn her gaze, and asked calmly, "What state are you in now?"

She couldn't see Zhao Zhiying's realm clearly, so she was higher than her.But how much higher, the talisman does not know.

Zhao Zhiying let out an "ah" and said in a low voice, "The golden elixir is complete."

The sound was like mosquitoes and flies, like something very embarrassing.He has just reached the state of Dzogchen, and his state is not very stable yet.

In front of Miss Fuzhu, he always felt that the golden elixir Dzogchen was not enough to look at, and he couldn't hold her back a few times.

Fu Zhu thought to herself, she had underestimated Zhao Zhiying too much earlier.The golden elixir Dzogchen, looking at the whole world of comprehension, is also a rare existence.

"Shouldn't you join the kendo group?" Fu Zhu asked him with a tilted head.

She remembered that Zhao Zhiying was not a sword cultivator.

Zhao Zhiying nodded, with a regretful tone, "It's a great pity in life not to be able to fight against Miss Fuzhu."

Fuzhu: "..." There is no end.

He is a Golden Core Dzogchen, where does he have the face to say such a thing?

"Fortunately, the Jindan group's battle and the Kendo group's battle are staggered, and I can still go to watch the game and cheer for Miss Fuzhu!"

. . .

"Aren't you cheering for your Taixuan Sword Sect?" Fu Zhu thought about the Taixuan Sword Sect disciple who had been the leader for three consecutive times, and said, "I will definitely fight against your Taixuan Sword Sect Jin Mingyun. .”

Zhao Zhiying blinked her eyes twice, as if she hadn't thought about this situation, her heart was at war between heaven and man, and it was difficult to make a decision.

Jin Mingyun is the most talented swordsman of their Taixuan Sword Sect. His Taixuan swordsmanship has already reached the perfection level, and he has been the leader for three consecutive times, and no one can break it.

Although girl Fuzhu is superb in swordsmanship, Zhao Zhiying doesn't think she can beat Jin Mingyun.But Miss Fuzhu is also an extremely arrogant swordsman, if he said bluntly that she couldn't beat Jin Mingyun, she would definitely turn her face.

Zhao Zhiying struggled for a while, and said, "Miss Fuzhu will definitely win the top three."

Fuzhu gave him a sideways glance, "What are the top three, what our Jianzong wants is naturally the leader!"

Zhao Zhiying: "..."

Sure enough, she couldn't expect Fuzhu girl to be modest.

Zhao Zhiying only felt a bit of a headache, afraid that she would force herself to ask who is stronger, she or Jin Mingyun, and said with an excuse: "I suddenly remembered that Master still has something to do for me, I will come and visit Miss Fuzhu next time."

"Wait..." the talisman called him.

Zhao Zhiying paused, turned around stiffly, "Is there anything else Miss Fuzhu can do?"

Fu Zhu raised the mountain fruit in his hand, "Have you washed the fruit for me?"

"Of course it has been washed!" Zhao Zhiying insisted.

If he said he didn't wash, girl Fuzhu would slash him with a sword, right?
He had just picked this mountain fruit from the tree, so he would never think of washing it first... But this matter must not be admitted.

Fu Zhu looked at him suspiciously, didn't see anything unusual, waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go."

Zhao Zhiying was relieved.

　Rune Bead: Did you really wash the fruit you gave me?
　　Zhao Zhiying: If, I mean if, I forgot...

　　Rune Bead: Look at the sword!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)