Disciple, you are too evil.

Outside the door, the moonlight is like water, shining on the threshold.

There was no one inside the door, neither the young novice monk nor his junior brother was there.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them disappeared?

According to the previous progress, shouldn't the two of them be watching and learning at this time?

"Disciple?"

"Junior brother?"

The Zen master called twice more, but no one answered at the door, as if they had never been to this house before.

It's weird, something seems wrong?

The Zen master was indeed a good man. He turned around and shouted loudly: "Who is it?"

There was silence at the door, no one answered.

"What the hell, who is it that has the ability to come out?"

Suddenly, a black figure appeared in the moonlight at the door.

The Zen master knew that this was the shadow of a person, with his back to the moonlight.

Seeing the shadow appear, the Zen master's heart froze. Someone appeared quietly.

As the shadow appeared, then a person appeared at the door.

The Zen master looked at the man at the door. This man was very young, with a touch of indifference on his face, especially when he looked at himself, his eyes were cold.

However, this man is very good-looking.

Appearing in the center of your territory at this time is definitely your enemy.

A flying sword appeared in the Zen master's hand, and he raised his hand and shot at the man at the door.

The sword is like a shooting star, moving very quickly.

The Zen Master was already at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, and the two of them were so close. In his mind, the young man must be killed with one move.

The flying sword flew in front of the young man and suddenly became motionless, still in the air.

The Zen master blinked hard, in disbelief.

This sword of his represents his strongest strength. Even masters at the third and fourth levels of the Transcendent Realm may not be able to freeze their sword instantly.

And the young man in front of him did it.

In the Zen master's impression, Liu Wu, who ranked first in the list of 100 handsome men in Nanhuang Prefecture at that time, would be penetrated between the eyebrows by his own sword.

This young man, who is he?

The young man at the door crossed the threshold and took a step forward. Feijian, who was staring at him, took a step back. The young man took another step forward, and Feijian took another step back.

The Zen master's heart trembled. This young man's strength was unfathomable. These two steps were terrifying. He had to run.

He took out a teleportation talisman and threw it forward.

He threw it without hesitation, knowing that if he hesitated for a moment, the person might end up hanging here.

The moment the talisman disappears, he will also disappear.

However, the talisman floated in the air and slowly moved towards the young man.

The young man reached out to take the talisman and put it into his ring.

Then he glanced at the flying sword. The flying sword trembled, turned around and shot towards the Zen Master with a whoosh.

His own flying sword actually shot at him. The Zen master wanted to dodge now, but he suddenly felt that he couldn't move.

The flying sword arrived and pierced the Zen Master's forehead.

The Zen master opened his eyes wide and fell to the side. He fell to the ground with a bang and died.

The young man pointed with his hand, and the Zen master's body floated up on its own. He floated past the door, floated outside, and fell into the edge of a cliff.

The incense stick in the room was still filled with green smoke, releasing a fragrant smell that smelled great.

"Crooked ways."

The young man flicked the incense with his hand and the incense went out.

At this time, Yueru's little face was red, and she could feel the heat coming out of her body.

And then there's that wandering mind.

The body is thinking about things.

And that soft illusion.

She really wanted to take a walk on the road to spring at this time.

But these confusions and obsessions did not affect her ability to see the young man.

She squinted her eyes, looking slightly drunk, and looked at the young man.

At first glance, he was really good-looking.

The young man stood still and said to Yueru: "The incense is poisonous, and you have been poisoned."

From the conversation between the three masters and apprentices in Gucha just now, Yueru knew that she had been drugged.

"There used to be a kind-hearted old monk in this ancient temple. The old monk disappeared some time ago, and then these three people appeared."

"These two Zen masters are on the list of evildoers. They should have come here to avoid trouble. It's a pity that they have not changed their disgust and are responsible for this disaster."

Yueru on the bed could hear what he said, but her body could not move.

"Oh, I remembered, you can't move." The young man said.

The young man glanced at Yueru, and suddenly a bucket of water poured down from above his head. With a splash, it all fell on Yueru's body, soaking her completely.

This water is very cold.

Yue Ru jumped up from the bed with a swish, and she hurriedly pulled up her dress to cover the exposed half of her chest and Bai Shengsheng's arms.

This water was so useful that she suddenly didn't want to walk on the spring road.

My mind was instantly pulled back by the cold water.

"Thank you."

Although Yueru was soaked in water, she still said it politely.

"You're welcome." The young man said, "Why are you traveling to such a remote place alone?"

Yueru said: "I, I heard that there is a sect here called Zixiao Mountain, so I want to worship in Zixiao Mountain, but, I just didn't expect that there are such villains in this temple."

These three people were so hateful that they almost tainted themselves.

If this person hadn't come, I would really regret it for the rest of my life.

"Zixiao Mountain does not accept disciples now, you should go back." The young man said.

This young man was Yang Qiu. He was resting his mind at Qingfeng Peak at night. Suddenly, he felt a strange fluctuation coming from here. Then he stepped into the temple and saw such a thing.

Just after he finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from his mind.

"Ding, the system turns on the automatic recognition function and finds a god-level genius. Do you want to open it to learn her personal information?"

"Uh, open it." Yang Qiu muttered silently.

[Name] Yue Ru

[Age] 16 years old

[Realm] Ninth level of Yuanying Realm

[Constitution] Nine Palaces Holy Body

[Power] Yue Family Qimen

Yang Qiu was a little confused to meet such a genius casually when he went out.

Nine Palaces Holy Body, when fully developed, can observe the celestial phenomena from a distance, calculate the whereabouts of cultivators nearby, and can be used by birds and beasts, and can control plants, trees, gold and stone.

This holy body is rare, and it actually appeared on a young girl.

"Ding, the system issues a task: Recruit Yueru as a disciple."

"Task reward: "One of the Ancient God-conferring Fragments", cultivation for 500 years."

These 500 years of cultivation are very useful, I wonder what the use of this ancient God-conferring Fragments is.

"Can you tell me why you don't accept disciples?" Yueru was unwilling to hear Yang Qiu say that Zixiao Mountain does not accept disciples, so she asked again.

"Just accepted this summer, and will not accept disciples within two years." Yang Qiu said.

"Oh, really." Yueru said.

After hearing what this person said, the road to becoming a disciple in Zixiao Mountain has been blocked. Disciples are only accepted once every two years. If it's two years later, the opportunity will be cold.

(Thanks to all book friends for the monthly tickets and recommendation tickets, but with my update volume, I feel that I don't deserve the monthly tickets.)