Chapter 427 The Wind Doesn't Stop
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The valley is breeze is gentle and there is no cold winter.
The old Taoist's white eyebrows trembled:
"What if he doesn't come?
He is not a member of the three Taoist sects. Whether he practices martial arts or not, he will choose to fall into danger with his cultivation?
Your love with him is shallow, so why should you stick to him?"
"Great Elder, doesn't the Human Sect pay attention to entering the world, talking about the seven emotions and six desires?" The beautiful Taoist nun was cold and said in a quiet tone:
"Why can't he become a Taoist partner with Miaozhen?"
The old Taoist said in a deep voice:
"You are a saint, not an ordinary Taoist disciple..."
"Miaozhen understands..." The beautiful Taoist nun's beautiful eyes drooped slightly, a little dim:
"Then Miaozhen will not be a saint."
The old Taoist frowned, did not get angry, but just sighed:
"If you...DaoShou knows what you say..."
"Master will support me." Jumei Taoist Nun did not look back, and her tone was firm:
"He often said that Tao follows nature and acts on the mind. As long as you are worthy of the emperor, the people, the sect, and relatives and friends, everything is empty, and only the mind is true!"
"Senior Brother..." The old Taoist's white eyebrows fluttered, shook his head and smiled, and was about to speak, his eyes quietly condensed:
"Someone is here to worship the mountain..."
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The water ripples rippled, and Zhao Wujiang stepped onto the rocks.
He was dressed like ink in black, wearing a peach wood hairpin on his head, covered with a square mouth and a bronze mask with a straight nose, and looked at the long bluestone steps from afar.
The stone steps spread to the clouds and mists in the mountains. He climbed up the steps without any hurry. Every step he took, the sound of the rocks striking it out loud.
This sound is only made when people outside the sect climb a mountain, indicating that someone visits the Renzong.
Depending on the aura of cultivation emitted by the visitor, the sounds made at each step are different.
Zhao Wujiang was full of jade and bright, as gentle as the wind, step by step, his voice was like a rock and he hit the mountain until he walked up to hundreds of steps. The sound of the rock and he hit the mountain suddenly changed, and there seemed to be a faint sound of thunder, which was about to shake the clouds and mist in the mountains.
In front of the gate of the Ren Sect Master Peak, many disciples gathered together and laughed at each other. For a long time, no one had visited the mountain. The last time was the visit of the other two sects of the Taoist sect nearly a year ago.
It is unknown who came.
The disciples of Renzong were talking a lot.
"Will the person you said to be the man surnamed Zhao mentioned by the saint?"
"I think it's almost impossible. The man surnamed Zhao is a person outside the sect. I heard that if he doesn't practice Taoism, his martial arts strength is just like that. He knows that my human sect is in a dragon's pond and tiger's den, would he dare to come?"
"Too..."
"I just don't know what kind of pickled methods he used to deceive the saint. How could my saint be worthy of a person outside the sect?"
"That's it! Could it be that he thought he was the heir of some aristocratic families in the world, or a member of the Daxia royal family? Or a top-notch strongman with a second-grade cultivation level?"
"In terms of strength, he is not as handsome as a saint, nor as handsome as a saint son. If he is in terms of appearance, huh, can he be as handsome as a saint son?"
"Handsome may be just a skin. In terms of inner self, how talent is this man named Zhao? Can he be as good as the Holy Son? I'm afraid he can't even compare to me."
"Besides, the Holy Son and the Holy Girl grew up in the sect together since childhood. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are childhood sweethearts. Is he a foreigner named Zhao qualified to intervene?
Can it be worthy of a pair created by the saint's son?”
"Since the saint does not like the saint's son, the Tao follows nature, you don't have to force it, right?"
"Hahaha, do you think that if the saint does not choose the saint, will you choose you?"
"Then...then...maybe...besides, you all are completely willing to agree?"
".. "
The original noise gradually weakened, and someone said a word that stung many people's hearts.
In their hearts, Yang Miaozhen is a fairy who is as cold as a celestial being. She has a cool temperament and looks even more beautiful in the world. Not to mention that the outsider surnamed Zhao who is ignorant of the world is not worthy of Yang Miaozhen, even if she is a saint, she is not necessarily worthy in their hearts.
superior.
Of course, if they were replaced by themselves, they would be ashamed of themselves, but it would be fine.
Chapter completed!