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Volume 2: Across the World Chapter 68: Apprenticeship to Master Zizhu

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    "A person with a pure spirit constitution of the wind system!" Zizhu Taoist took a breath of air and asked urgently, "Where is this person now?"

    Yu Wenmu said: "Disciple naturally knows how powerful he is. Therefore, after discovering this person, the first thing I thought of was to bring him to see you. At this moment, he is waiting on the first floor of Tongtian Tower."

    "Bring him here No, I'll go see him personally!" Zizhu Taoist shook his robe and suddenly turned into a ray of purple light and shot out the door.

    Yu Wenmu was startled, shook his head and murmured: "Master is still so impatient."

    As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Zizhu's words reached his ears: "A little beast with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, chewing his tongue behind others."

    Yu Wenmu shrank his neck and followed quickly.

    When I went out, I saw no sign of Zizhu Zhenren.

    Among the successive heads of the Xuanqing Immortal Sect, Master Zizhu is known for his fiery personality and impatience.  At this time, he had already flown to the first floor of the Tongtian Giant Tower.

    In the empty hall on the first floor, he saw a handsome young man who looked slightly cramped.

    This young man is Ye Chen.

    With just one glance, Zizhu Zhenren could tell that this young man had an extremely outstanding talent.  He immediately felt happy and hurriedly closed his eyes slightly, preparing to concentrate on further testing.

    Ye Chen was a little panicked.

    After leaving his parents and waiting in this vast and empty hall for a long time, Ye Chen was already a little timid.  At this moment, an old man wearing a purple robe and a white beard hanging down his chest suddenly appeared. He didn't say a word, just stared at him and looked left and right.  Ye Chen felt a chill and couldn't help trembling inside.

    "Okay!" After watching for a while, Master Zizhu suddenly shouted "Okay."

    This shout was like a thunder on the ground, exploding in the empty hall, echoing for a long time without stopping.

    Ye Chen's body trembled, his legs subconsciously moved forward and backward, and he suddenly flew backwards.  At the same time, he flipped his wrist and took out a small, crystal clear sword.  This sword is a wind fairy treasure, which was a gift from Ye Chen on his twelfth birthday.

    When he landed, Ye Chen lowered his upper body and pressed his right hand holding the sword on his chest, already in a defensive posture.

    Zizhu Zhenren looked at Ye Chen in surprise.

    He never imagined that to this day, there would still be people who dared to sacrifice immortal treasures in front of his master Zizhu.

    But then, Master Zizhu¡¯s eyes softened.  He smoothed his long beard and asked with a smile: "Little guy, tell me how you have the guts to show your sword in front of my old man."

    Ye Chen maintained his original sword-holding posture and replied seriously: "My father said that whenever there is a battle, you must fight to the death. When facing a strong person, even if you know you will die, you cannot just sit back and wait for death."

    Master Zizhu¡¯s smile gradually solidified on his face.  After a long time, he suddenly sighed softly and said: "What a stubborn boy, you will definitely do something great in the future. Put down your sword, because our Xuanqing Immortal Sect has a sect rule, never show your sword in front of the master."  "

    As soon as he said these words, a voice suddenly rang out: "Master, do you want to accept Ye Chen as your disciple?"

    "Huh, little bastard, how long have you been eavesdropping? Why don't you get out of here!" Master Zizhu looked at the stairs leading to the second floor with a straight face.

    Yu Wenmu slowly walked out from the shadow of the stairs and said with a smile: "Master is Master, how can I hide this little trick from you?"

    "You!" Master Zizhu sighed heavily, "You are sharp-tongued and don't let others gain power. You must have offended the elites and senior officials of our Xuanqing Immortal Sect. A few days ago, we discussed the candidates to go to the Lingnan Region.  When you were proposed, everyone approved it, didn¡¯t you feel honored?¡±

    "Well¡­¡­"

    Zizhu Zhenzhen said: "I have only accepted two direct disciples in my life. The first one was accepted one thousand three hundred and sixty years ago. Today, he has become the first of the ten guardian Vajras. You are the second one."  I have trained you for more than three hundred years, but I have only made you the master of Lingnan Tianjing Pavilion. Is the master of Tianjing Pavilion in line with your cultivation level of the eighth level of Chongling?  There are only a dozen or so experts in the sect who are above Po Xu, all of whom are high-ranking members of the sect. Among the 90,000 disciples of the Xuanqing Immortal Sect, there are only a handful of people above you, but you are so cynical that you are really unworthy of being a teacher.  This painstaking effort.¡±

    Yu Wenmu lowered his head and remained silent, letting Master Zizhu scold him.

    In the end, Zizhu Zhenren made Yu Wenmu face the wall and meditate on his own mistakes.  Yu Wenmu walked towards the wall angrily, and before leaving, he gave Ye Chen a wink.

    Ye Chen immediately put away his small sword, bowed down, and said respectfully: "Disciple Ye Chen, I have metMaster."

    Zizhu Zhenren stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "You can teach me. Ye Chen, from today on, you areMy third direct disciple, Zizhu.  Tomorrow at midnight, I will convene a high-level meeting within the sect and introduce you to the three elders and the ten Vajra Protectors within the sect.  Our Xuanqing Taoist sect has strict religious rules, eleven major precepts and one hundred and three minor precepts, all of which must be strictly observed.  There is a canon here. You can take it back and study it carefully. Guo Zhijing, the law enforcement elder, will review the disciples' mastery of the canon from time to time. If there is one article that is not remembered firmly, you will have to suffer a lot of physical pain.  "

    After saying that, he threw away a thick book.

    Ye Chen took the scroll in his hand and said, "This disciple will definitely keep the teachings in mind."

    "Very good! From today on, you will live on the third floor of the Tower of Babel. Also, remember that your identity as a pure spirit must not be leaked to avoid being killed."

    "Disciples should remember Master's teachings."

    With a satisfied smile on his face, Master Zizhu led Ye Chen slowly toward the stairs.  From now on, Ye Chen will practice hard in this giant tower until he grows into a strong man who can stand alone.

    Watching Master Zizhu and Ye Chen disappear into the stairs leading to the second floor, Mu Yuwen took a long breath and tiptoed out of the Tower of Babel.

    In the night, the giant tower to the sky shines brightly.  But as Zizhu Zhenren and Ye Chen climbed up the stairs, the giant tower started to get darker layer by layer. When Zizhu Zhenren returned to the top of the tower, the entire giant tower was finally completely plunged into darkness, with only the  A huge luminous pearl still exudes a faint glow.

    In Yu Wenmu¡¯s house, Ye Feng took a long breath after seeing this strange scene.  He knew very well in his heart that something must have happened in the giant tower that reached the sky, and what happened must be related to his son.

    Just as Ye Feng was thinking about it, the door of the house creaked, and Yu Wenmu stepped in sideways.

    Ye Feng hurriedly stepped forward and asked urgently: "Brother Yuwen, how is the situation?"

    "Good things are good." Yu Wenmu wiped a handful on his forehead, "But there are also bad things. The good thing is that Ye Chen is already Master's third direct disciple. The bad thing is that when I brought Ye Chen back, not only did I not get any awards  , but received a scolding from Master, what a misfortune.¡±

    Ye Feng vaguely guessed the identity of Pastor Yuwen, but did not dare to confirm it, so he could only ask in a low voice: "Brother Yuwen, may I ask who your master is?"

    Yu Wenmu respectfully raised his fists and raised his hands in the direction of the Tongtian Pagoda, and said, "My master is the chief leader of the entire Xuanqing Immortal Sect, Zizhu Zhenren Shu Yuelan."

    Ye Feng took a breath of air.

    Zizhu Zhenren Shu Yuelan, the legendary powerful man who ranks first in the Lihentian Realm, has an unpredictable body. In his hands are Shaoshang, Huayin, Yuehe, Zixue, Yinge, Qingmang and Lengzhi.  The sword is even more legendary.

    Seven long swords, a ninth-level immortal treasure, three low-grade royal weapons, and three middle-grade royal weapons.  Under Lihentian's only high-grade royal weapon, the 'Broken Rainbow', there are only seven middle-grade royal weapons, and Shu Yuelan owns three of them.  'Broken Rainbow' disappeared as early as 3600 years ago. Among the remaining four middle-grade royal artifacts, one is owned by Yuan He, the guardian elder of Xuanqing Immortal Mansion, and the other three have not been born for at least 300 years. I think maybe  It is in the hands of casual hermits, or it may have been buried underground for a long time, never to see the light of day again.

    With the personal guidance of Master Zizhu, Ye Chen¡¯s future is bright.

    Ye Feng's heart was filled with joy, and he immediately took out a jar of fine wine and two wine bowls, and started drinking with Yu Wenmu.

    Overhead, the stars rotate slowly, and around you, the cool breeze blows slowly.  Drinking in such an environment makes you feel proud.

    Yu Wenmu is also a lover of wine. The two of them drank for half an hour, each feeling slightly tipsy.  Yuwen Mu staggered to his feet, drew out his fairy sword, and said, "Brother Ye, watch me dance to the song Dongfeng Po."

    After saying that, he raised the tip of the sword, and the surrounding wind elements slowly flowed around the sword body, making a sound like a bamboo flute, mellow and resentful.  Yu Wenmu danced with his sword, and under the night light, he had an aura of "the wind is rustling and the water is cold".

    After a while, the sword returned to its sheath, the wind song stopped, and everything was silent

    The next day, a shocking news spread throughout the Xuanqing Taoist Sect.

    The headmaster Zizhu Zhenren announced to the entire sect on the top of Tongtian Tower that he would recruit Ye Chen as his direct disciple.

    Zizhu Zhenren has been in charge of the Xuanqing Taoist sect for two thousand years and has only accepted two disciples.  The eldest disciple, Lin Yue, is currently the leader of the Ten Guardian Vajras. The second disciple, Yu Wenmu, was demoted to the Lingnan Territory because of his too distinctive personality and became the master of the Tianjing Pavilion.

    Putting aside a series of external factors such as status and personality, and talking about strength alone, Lin Yue and Yu Wenmu are both leaders among the disciples of the Xuanqing Immortal Sect in each era.

    Ye Chen is the third one.

    After being shocked, the disciples of the Xuanqing Immortal Sect started talking one after another, speculating on the origin of this young man.

    Yu Wenmu is very proud of this.

      "I was the one who discovered Third Junior Brother."

    Whenever he met a disciple, familiar or unfamiliar, he would repeat this sentence again and again, for fear that others would not know that he had a pair of wise eyes.

    In order to settle Jiang Yingying, Ye Feng stayed in the Xuanqing Immortal Sect for three days.

    In three days, Ye Feng heard this sentence no less than a thousand times.

    In Yu Wenmu¡¯s constant self-showing and self-affirmation, Ye Feng finally settled down with his wife.  Because Yu Wenmu was eager to return to the Lingnan Region to be enthroned as a first-class immortal, the two teleported back to the Lingnan Region overnight on the third day.

    When they returned to Canglongling Tianjing Pavilion, they couldn't help but have a drink.  Early the next morning, Yuwen Mu flew to Yaoyue Mansion with his sword, while Ye Feng rushed back to Mu Mansion alone.
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