Fairy, the chasing husband crematorium

Zhao Tie nodded frantically, and said, "It's just right! Madam just happened to be able to revisit the old place and recall the past..."

With a bang, the helpless Madam Zhao punched down, and Zhao Tie was knocked onto the ground on the spot, sending dust flying.

"Hawking and chirping, just like a bitch."

Mrs. Zhao grabbed her husband's ankle, dragged it, and said to Duan Yu: "Young master, please leave here, come back and see when you have time, remember to say hello to Junior Sister Lu for me."

Duan Yu nodded and said, "No problem. But madam, can I really do it?"

Yes, until now, Duan Yu still feels that this is like a dream, very unreal, and he is not very confident.

"It will definitely work! A pearl will be covered with dust, but a pearl like you will never."

Mrs. Zhao waved her hand and said without looking back.

Zhao Tie, who was being dragged along, choked on ashes as soon as he spoke, so he could only raise his right hand and give a thumbs up, everything was in silence...

Chapter 15

After returning to the Rose Palace for more than half a month, Su Ningshuang finally stopped thinking of Duan Yu often.

She looked at the maple forest outside the window every day, and gradually gained peace.

Yes, it just takes time.

It is easy to forget an ordinary person in this place where no unreasonable associations arise.

She is the leader of the younger generation in the Rose Palace, and the Rose Fairy that everyone admires. She needs to walk her own way.

At least, she is stronger than the "fairy" on the opposite mountain.

Yes, Master's expectation is for her to win.

They are also the arrogance of the younger generation, and they are also beautiful girls. How can they lose to Xizifeng in the Rose Palace.

It is said that she is also attacking the four realms?

Su Ningshuang is full of confidence in all this when she thinks that now she has completely got rid of the "burden" of Duan Yu and can practice more focusedly.

Mu Yao, I will definitely defeat you.

That night, Su Ningshuang dreamed of Duan Yu, and when she woke up, she had a complicated expression.

how is this possible! ! !

"I must be too sentimental and feel guilty towards him to think of him. But it doesn't matter, this is just a practice, and it is absolutely impossible for me, Su Ningshuang, to have feelings for an ordinary person.

The one who can't forget me can only be him.

Soon, I will become as cold as an ice crystal, until I reach the ruthless state that Master said, while he can only live with the memories of me.

It is his luck to have this memory. He is not worthy of reminding me of it and affecting my way. "

As Su Ningshuang thought, a frosty coldness gradually appeared on her face.

......

In the evening, Fuxia Mountain is full of purple clouds.

Duan Yu stopped in Zixia at the foot of the mountain, waiting for the people from Xizi Peak to come to pick him up tomorrow.

In this world, no matter it is a cultivator or a cultivating sect, everyone has a very high status.

Inside, it is no longer an area that ordinary people can enter.

Duan Yu lived in the most expensive inn in the town.

Without him, rich.

It is also very difficult to quickly spend the bounty obtained by killing the bandit Chen Liu.

According to Mrs. Zhao, he was really in a hurry, this half month happened to be the time for Xizifeng to accept new disciples.

The time for Rose Palace to accept disciples is in winter, but Xizi Peak wants to do the opposite, in early summer.

As a result, figures in luxurious clothes could be vaguely seen in the inn, and some of them were acquaintances, talking to each other about their longing for spiritual practice.

Yes, the vast majority of practitioners come from wealthy families, because they can get in touch with practice more easily, and once a talent is discovered, the family will use more resources to cultivate it.

It is much more difficult for children from poor families.

The fairy gate is hard to find, and the spiritual root test needs to consume resources, not everyone has this opportunity.

Many poor students with good spiritual roots, either their talents were not known to anyone from their lifetime, or when they were discovered, they had already missed the best time to practice.

It's like in some difficult times in the previous life, some people were very talented, interested and hardworking in learning and scientific research, but they didn't even have the same chance to take the exam.

That is the limitation of the times, and it is the misfortune of many people.

......

The next day, there were more than one guide on Xizi Peak.

The person who was responsible for escorting Duan Yu was exactly what Mrs. Zhao called Junior Sister Lu, and he should call her "Senior Sister Lu".

After Lu Qingying saw Duan Yu for the first time, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Senior Sister Zhao didn't say in her letter that you are so good-looking."

This Senior Sister Lu Qingying wears ponytails, big eyes, and looks youthful and invincible.

Duan Yu responded: "Perhaps my inner self deserves more attention."

Lu Qingying opened her eyes wide, and said: "Not only is she good-looking, but she also has such a thick skin, so she really fits into our Tiangong workshop."

Duan Yu was not the only one Lu Qingying came to pick up, there were four in total.

Judging from her attire, Duan Yu, who newly bought a blue gown, looks "the richest".

Yes, different from those boys and girls in the inn before, the four of them are much more plainly dressed.

It's not understated glam, it's not gaudy at all.

The four of them exchanged a few pleasantries, and found that they were all born ordinary, but they seemed kind, unlike those young masters and ladies who meet with a bunch of red tape.

And the guide who came down from Xizi Peak was not only Lu Qingying, but also another long-haired senior sister.

The young masters and young ladies in the inn were basically in the queue of long-haired senior sisters.

"That's Senior Sister Luo from Jianfeng." Lu Qingying explained.

At this time, Senior Sister Luo came with a group of people.

Lu Qingying nodded and saluted the other party, which was regarded as a greeting.

But Duan Yu and the others still caught the arrogance in the eyes of Senior Sister Luo, just like the eyes of the young masters and ladies behind them.

How to describe this look?

Duan Yu felt a bit like in the same high school, the students in the top class looked at the students in the bottom class.

They didn't behave impolitely, and they even behaved very politely, but that kind of contempt did exist.

As Mrs. Zhao said, the Tiangong Foundry Department had declined hundreds of years ago, and in all major sects, it was basically a logistics department.

Lu Qingying looked at the group of young masters and ladies, and said softly, "I don't know how many people will stay this time."

Hearing this, Duan Yu and the others suddenly became nervous, and someone asked: "Are there many people eliminated in the entry test?"

Lu Qingying showed a nice smile, and said: "Jianfeng will eliminate many people, but our Tiangongfang has no such rules, as long as the experience is not falsified, they can stay."

"Ah, is it so good?" Everyone said with a sigh of relief.

"Of course, because we are very short of people here, and we have to do dirty and tiresome work. If you don't join, we won't have time to practice, Senior Sister." Lu Qingying said carelessly.

Everyone: "..."

Seeing this, Lu Qingying said: "Okay, don't envy them, and don't be discouraged, although Tiangongfang is not as good as Jianfeng, it has a lot of resources, and it is an indispensable existence in the sect.

You can come here to prove that your talents are not inferior to them. As long as you work hard, you must have a bright future. "

Duan Yu couldn't help feeling that the cake was drawn quite hard.

However, although this cake is hard, it is quite useful.

The group of them came from ordinary backgrounds, their backgrounds were not high, and they were even a little naive, so their eyes were quickly filled with hope.

Anyway, even if it is doing odd jobs, at least it is doing odd jobs in places like Xizifeng.

At this time, a few carriages came slowly not far away.

The carriage is elegant in shape, and the drivers are all dressed in red clothes, very imposing.

Some of the boys and girls riding horses were even more heroic, as ostentatious as the bright yellow sword tassels floating behind them.

Seeing this, Lu Qingying snorted coldly, and said, "Don't look, isn't he from the Rose Palace? What's so interesting about it."

So everyone didn't look any more, but followed Lu Qingying to the mountains.

At this time, the maid sitting next to Su Ningshuang looked out of the window, frowning slightly.

She saw a figure from behind and couldn't help thinking of someone.

Su Ningshuang closed her eyes, and said lightly: "Xiaobi, why is your breathing rhythm out of order?"

The servant girl, Xiaobi, immediately came to her senses and replied, "Miss, I'm sorry, Xizi Peak is recruiting people outside, so I accidentally lost my mind."

Xiaobi took a closer look at the group of people again, and found that the backs were only slightly similar.

Now it looks like a dog.

She smiled involuntarily, feeling that she was really worrying too much.

That guy doesn't have spiritual roots, how could he come to such a place.

Even if you don't give up, it's just futile.

As the saying goes, "One person attains the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven." But that's not all pheasants and dead dogs are eligible to ascend to heaven.

She can follow Miss because she has the potential to be cultivated, and he...

The maid Xiaobi rolled her eyes, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

......

Duan Yu was unaware of all this, because he was busy going up the mountain, while some people were going down the mountain...

Chapter 16 Whip

The green and blue peaks stand on the mirror-like West Lake, like giant trees growing out of the water, quiet and ethereal.

At the end of the lake, the lake turns into a waterfall, and the buildings of the Rose Palace and the maple forest can be vaguely seen.

This is the Tiangong Peak where Tiangongfang is located. It is built against the mountain and has a wide view.

It is said that this is the shortest of the four Xizi peaks, and it is also the busiest one, as can be seen from the senior brothers who show their breasts and the senior sisters who are wet with sweat from time to time.

As new disciples, Duan Yu and the others naturally wouldn't rush into 996's work in such a hurry.

The next day, Lu Chenying took them to meet a Master Xiao.

This Uncle Xiao is the person with the highest status and the strongest cultivation level on Tiangong Peak, but he is said to be the person in charge of Tiangong Workshop.

In Xizifeng, new disciples do not have a master, but like a private school, teachers, uncles, sisters and brothers take turns teaching them.

Only by making certain contributions in the sect, passing the test of the inner sect, being recognized by the sect, and becoming a disciple of the inner sect, will there be a nominal master who is responsible for teaching and practicing.

Duan Yu and others always thought that Uncle Xiao was a man, until they entered the main hall, they realized that they were completely wrong.

This Uncle Xiao is a woman.

barefoot woman.

On the main seat of the main hall, Master Xiao was sitting there obliquely, drinking from a gourd.

At first glance, she was full of Yujie's temperament, her black hair was tied into a single ponytail, and her figure was hot.

She was wearing a red dress that was very close-fitting, Ruxue's neck and collarbone were exposed, a pearl pendant was like dewdrops on the peaks, and there were high peaks below, and there were slits on both sides of the skirt, and her slender jade legs Exposed in the eyes of several people, it exudes a charming halo.

The four of them, except Duan Yu, all lowered their heads and dared not look any further.

Duan Yu's eyes remained the same, watching carefully with research and exploration eyes.

His focus was on the wine gourd.

The wine gourd was only the size of a palm, and this beautiful woman, Mr. Xiao, also drank heavily. From time to time, the wine flowed down her chin and splashed on the towering mountains, but the wine inside seemed to be endless.