"Ah?" Chu Chuyan's breath was suffocated, as if he had returned to the fear of being dominated when he first started. Obviously copying "Bing Xin Jue" is not a pleasant memory.
She sat down next to Yan Xuehen and whispered: "I also saw that Master has been very worried recently, so I deliberately said something to relieve Master's worries."
"Are you using this kind of thing to share your worries?" Yan Xuehen glared at her, feeling helpless.
If it were before, she could still show off her master's majesty and give her a good scolding.
But now there is something strange. Firstly, I see that the other party feels guilty, and secondly, I think about the future...
Chu Chuyan has a marriage contract first, and maybe he, the master, has to offer tea to her, what's the matter!
Yan Xuehen trembled all over, and the blush on her skin disappeared in a flash. What was she thinking? How could I have anything to do with that guy again!
She didn't know whether she was angry with Zu An or herself. She stood up suddenly and said coldly: "A hundred times,???????????????not once less!"
After saying that, he didn't give Chu Chuyan a chance to act coquettishly, and turned around and left.
Only Chu Chuyan stayed there, messy in the wind. Hey, he taught Xueer not to gossip casually, but why couldn't he remember it when it was his turn?
…
Let's say that Zu An and his party were drinking tea and resting in the Hall of Acceptance. Suddenly, something moved in their hearts. When they looked up, they saw a middle-aged man in robes landing on the square in front of the hall, and then walking steadily towards this side.
Even if Zu An is narcissistic, he has to admit that this man's elegant demeanor fascinated countless female monks when he was young. Now he has a strand of white hair on each temple, but it doesn't look old at all. Instead, it makes him look particularly elegant and mature.
It can be seen clearly if you look at the young female disciples of the Nine Sects in the square who are holding their hearts in their hands, with red hearts in their eyes, and looking like they are about to faint.
This guy is such a handsome guy, he is almost catching up with me.
"My lords, you have come a long way, and I am sorry for your indifference." Wang Wuxie came in and bowed his hands to Zhang Zijiang. Among the group of people, he had the brightest armor and seemed to have the highest level of cultivation. Subconsciously,
I thought he was the leader.
"Vice-General Zhang Zijiang of the Yulin Army has met the Imperial Master!" Zhang Zijiang was also a little embarrassed and hurriedly introduced Zu An, "This is Marquis Shen, General Zu of Yulin Zhonglang, the leader of this trip."
Wang Wuxie was stunned for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes as he looked at Zu An. He could actually make a mistake?
Before, he had no energy fluctuations at all, and he looked young and looked like a pretty boy. Who knew he was the person in charge?
"It turns out it's Mr. Zu. He is indeed a young hero, which is admirable!" Wang Wuxie was used to seeing big winds and waves, but he didn't have any embarrassed expression. He chatted with Zu An naturally without showing any look of contempt.
"You're welcome, Imperial Master." Zu An returned the greeting, "We are here to repair the palace on Purple Mountain this time under the orders of the Emperor..."
After saying that, he took out the imperial edict and read it out. Of course, he was not so stubborn that he had to kneel down to receive the edict. Fortunately, Wang Wuxie's demeanor was respectful from beginning to end, and both sides were decent.
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty..." Wang Wuxie said some words toward the capital.
Zu An was a little impressed. This old handsome guy had a really good temperament. Even if he was flattering a little, he could still act like a fairy.
In comparison, Zhang Zijiang still has a lot to learn.
Many disciples from various sects who were watching outside were originally curious about what kind of big shot Wang Wuxie could receive in person. You must know that many leaders from various sects came before, but he was not seen coming out to personally greet him.
When I saw that it was just a young man, I was immediately disappointed.
In particular, that young man looked ordinary. Apart from being taller, handsomer, and richer, he was not much better.
Especially since he couldn't detect any energy fluctuations on his body, he was completely like an ordinary person.
???????????????Of course this is only the view of men, and those female monks had stars in their eyes:
"Look, what a handsome little brother."
"It just looks a little weaker."
"What do you know? This kind of guy is much more beautiful than those muscular guys. I really want to hold him in my arms and protect him."
…
All the male monks around said: "???"
The anger value from xxx is +444+444+444...
Seeing a bunch of anger points going off backstage, Zu An was also helpless. It's not my fault that he's handsome and girls like him, right?
He looked at the disciples outside and tentatively said to Wang Wuxie: "The mountain here, Imperial Master, seems to be quite lively."
Wang Wuxie smiled slightly: "Recently, the nine Taoist sects held the Taoist competition once every ten years, and there were more people than usual."
"It's a great Taoist competition, but it may not be convenient for us to repair the temple..." Zu Anxin thought that this guy didn't hide anything from me. I don't know if he has a clear conscience or is arrogant.
"It doesn't matter. The main venue for the Taoist Competition is on the Golden Dome. You can repair other places as usual. When the repairs are almost complete and the Taoist Competition should be over, you can go to the Golden Dome to repair the rest." Wang
Wuxie replied.
"I wonder how long this sect competition will last?" Zu An asked.
"About half a month. The specific time is not yet certain. It depends on the final competition." Wang Wuxie smiled, "Since Mr. Zu is so interested in the competition, why not come and be a guest judge to watch it live?"
At that time, the heads and elders of each sect will be present, and for the sake of fairness, I also specially invited some highly respected seniors in the world to be witnesses."
Zu An had no interest at first, but when he was about to refuse, he suddenly agreed: "Okay, then I'll bother the Imperial Master." He thought about what the other party just said, and it seemed that he didn't want the Yulin Army to come to Jinding during this time.
I just want to go see for myself if there are any secrets hidden there.
Wang Wuxie was stunned. Just now he was just being polite. How could he know that this guy would be so willing to agree?
You must know that the referees will be very famous people in the world. They are either sect masters or senior elders. The guarantees are also masters. There are many great masters. How can you, a person with no cultivation, have the nerve to sit with those people?
Together?
However, it was hard to go back on the words once they were said. Wang Wuxie nodded: "I will send someone to inform Mr. Zu after the competition begins."
"Then everyone should rest first. If you need anything, you can contact the disciples of the sect. I have something to do, so I will leave first."
"The Imperial Master is busy first."
After Wang Wuxie left, Zhengyang Sect disciples soon came to take them to their accommodation.
The disciples in the square then began to talk about it: "This??????????????? is the Marquis of the imperial court, can he still become a general? It feels like any of the disciples from our sects are capable.
They are all taller than him."
"I don't know which family he is a dandy, but the imperial court has such mediocre people in high positions. It's really heartbreaking."
"Perhaps he is some kind of prince. He has a magic weapon on his body to cover his aura. It's normal for you not to be able to tell." A female monk couldn't help but retorted. At least his father must be handsome.
"Do you still want to dream of becoming a princess? Don't think about it. Several princes today have different surnames, and none of them matches his surname. And I just heard someone say that his surname is Zu instead of Zhao."
"Not to mention the pretty boy in the lead, I don't think the generals around him are very good at cultivation. Not to mention the chief disciples of each sect, even some true disciples can abuse him. I can't understand that all the major sects in the world back then
How was the door defeated by these guys."
"Be careful, what the imperial court is best at is the combination of military formations. Don't look at the deputy general's personal cultivation. If he is good at commanding military formations to fight, let alone the chief disciple, even any of our sects may not be able to stop him.
live."
"Brother Li, you are too alarmist. As soon as the Grand Master comes out, you will be faced with nothing but chickens and dogs."
…
Soon a group of talking keyboard warriors began to argue fiercely about military and national affairs.
At this time, a white-haired old monk came to the foot of the mountain, accompanied by a mellow and cute little novice monk.
Zhang Xi at the mountain gate hurriedly asked: "Who are you two?"
It was obvious that these two monks could not be from a Taoist sect, but seeing their extraordinary bearing, he did not dare to neglect them.
The old monk didn't answer, he just looked up in the direction of the Golden Dome and murmured to himself: "Things are about to change."