Chapter 948 The poor little flower girl 18

The next day, Zhu Chu temporarily opened the barrier on the top of his mountain. In order not to delay Huai Yu's sword practice, Zhu Chu opened up the area behind it overnight and gave him a separate place for sword practice.

Zhu Chu is not a person who clings to power. Some unimportant things in the sect are left to the people below. She and the elders only pay attention to some more important things, otherwise they will rush to her mountain all day long.

, it’s annoying just thinking about it.

She, the eldest lady of the Immortal Sect, has always been synonymous with mystery in the Immortal Sect. No one in the world's consciousness setting has come into contact with her. Now that she has an opportunity to be fair, many people showed curiosity when they came up.

Zhu Chu finished a secret book on swordsmanship in silence. When he heard the knock on the door, he rubbed his wrist and said without raising his head: "Come in."

The person who opened the door and walked in was a male disciple. Zhuchu had seen him next to the First Elder. He seemed to be some kind of direct disciple. He had a high status, but he was useless in front of her.

"Master, this is the list for this year's competition. Master asked me to bring it over for you to take a look at."

It was Ling Feng who decided to call him the leader. In his words, almost no one in the Immortal Sect could rival Zhu Chu. It would be a matter of time for him to give up his position. Calling him this way would be regarded as adapting in advance, and there was nothing wrong with it.

In his early twenties, he was the only one in the Mahayana cultivating world today. Zhong Liming looked at the girl in white sitting behind the desk with admiration, and could hardly move his eyes away.

I don’t know if such an excellent senior sister will find an equally excellent Taoist companion in the future, but thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is really no one who can match her.

Zhong Liming's mind was far away.

Footsteps were heard from the corridor. Zhong Liming initially thought it was a disciple like himself who had come up the mountain to deliver something. However, when he saw the person, he became wary.

The senior sister was really good-looking. Zhong Liming took one look at her and quickly lowered his gaze. For fear of insulting the face of the person in front of him, he hurriedly exited the door.

This mountain has the most spiritual energy. Zhong Liming did not dare to look directly at the face of his senior sister, but he could not help but slow down when he went back, hoping to stay here for a while.

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The Immortal Sect Competition is not an ordinary event. It happens every year. Some small sects are invited to join together. It is not necessarily to determine the winner, but mainly for everyone to learn from each other and communicate with each other.

"Okay, I know the leader."

These are all secret books prepared for the little pitiful person. They are much better than the original ones in the world of cultivating immortals. She doesn’t know when she read them. Now that she thinks about them, the memory is still very clear in her mind, so she might as well not waste them.

Zhong Liming was first dazzled by the other party's beautiful appearance, and then came to his senses when he saw that he was not wearing a sect token around his waist.

Zhu Chu withdrew his gaze, stopped paying attention, and continued to write the next book in silence.

Zhu Chu looked at the list he handed over: "No problem, go down and arrange it. Just treat it as an opportunity to practice and let everyone get a good workout."

The person who came was a young man with an exquisite appearance. His eyebrows were beautiful and gentle, and there was a charming beauty mark at the end of his eye. He was wearing the blue and white training clothes uniformly worn by the disciples of the Immortal Sect. These were all normal.

He took a step back: "Who are you and why do you appear here!"

In the early years of the Immortal Realm sects, there were incidents of outsiders mingling among them. Since then, each sect has had its disciples’ exclusive tokens. They cannot be easily taken off when walking in the sect, and they must be replaced in time if they are lost.

To identify the disciples.

This is something that everyone has been emphasized on the first day they entered the sect.

However, the person in front of me now did not.
Chapter completed!