"Yes, yes." The little boy agreed and got out of bed.
Reverend Fuyue glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw the little boy walking up to the kneeling man's feet with little arms and legs, holding up the man's hand and saying in a commanding tone: "Get up! I, Luo Juechen,
There must be no reason to kneel down to anyone!”
The little boy turned to look at Master Fuyue and joked: "But as far as I know, the reason they queue up is not because they like you."
"Humph, if you don't like me, who do you like?"
Master Fu Yue proudly blew his long beard and suppressed his mouth.
Luo Yan was really surprised when he saw Master Fuyue like this for the first time. He looked at his young master, then at Master Fuyue, and two words popped into his mind - grandson.
"They like...the chiffon you...sell."
The little boy rolled his eyes at him while making charades.
"You know this too? When the snow cream I developed came out, your mother wasn't even born yet!"
At this time, Master Fuyue began to think and be curious about the little boy in front of him. The little boy thought he was unaware of the ghost and secretly took the person's pulse, but he noticed it all.
In eyes.
"Although I can't practice, I still know a little bit about the old events that shocked the Sumeru Continent, especially the old events in Qiandu Ghost Mountain."
"Oh? Then tell me about the old events in Qian District."
"It is said in the world that the disciples of Qian District Guishan Zongheng Sect are many idiots. You are one of them. The Xue Fushuang you developed with all your efforts back then was actually for your beloved, Qin, Qian, Xue."
Qin Qianxue, this person's name has been buried in the dust for a long time. He didn't expect to be mentioned again by the little boy in front of him, and he felt very uncomfortable.
Master Fuyue looked at the light shining from his clear starry eyes, thought for a while, then stroked his beard and said: "If you want to completely eradicate Hua Feiyu, if you want to step into the threshold of cultivation, tomorrow Chenshi Moxuantai
, come to see you as a disciple. Remember, one step at a time~"
As soon as Master Fuyue finished speaking, the person disappeared out of thin air, and a small medicine bottle was left on the tea table.
"Blessings, bows, apprenticeship ceremony?" Luo Yan stuttered in disbelief.
"Young Master, did I hear correctly?"
"Uncle Luo, I'm so hungry now~"
It's night, and the stars are everywhere.
"Chenchen, your mother is also my mother. Although I don't know why, since you think your mother is still alive, then I will definitely go find her! From now on, my king, Shangxie, is Luo Juechen!"
Jun Shangxie muttered to himself, as if he saw the real Luo Juechen smiling at her in the mirror.
After a while, 'Little Heihei.' Luo Juechen's eyes fixed on the black bracelet he had been wearing on his wrist, and a warm current surged into his heart: "I will definitely wake you up again."
The dawn breeze tears apart the dawn.
The light penetrates the clouds and flows over the creek peaks, and the birds chirp.
Luo Juechen was still in a deep sleep.
Luo Yan has already prepared food for washing and washing.
"Wait a minute, you can't come in!"
At the door, a young man in white appeared out of thin air and raised his hand, blocking Luo Yan's way.
"Little Lord!"
"Uncle Luo, it's okay. I can walk up there by myself. You can go back first and recover from your injuries."
Luo Juechen gave him a winking smile and walked up the steps with his little arms and legs.
The steps in front extend towards the mountain peaks above. Due to the dense morning mist on the mountain peaks, there is no limit to the distance, like a ladder hanging straight into the clouds.
These thousand steps were undoubtedly a hurdle for the little Luo Juechen. He relied solely on his own physical strength and perseverance to climb up step by step.
The white and fleshy little face had already shed a fine amount of sweat, dripping down at his feet. Luo Juechen panted from exhaustion, but did not stop walking because of this.
"bluff~"
Xuan Cang Snow Tiger, who was staying in the contract space, couldn't stand it anymore, so he rushed open the door and appeared in front of Luo Juechen, blocking his steps.
'Hei Boss has confessed that he must protect his little master while he is sleeping!' It squatted down its huge body, lowered its head to look at him levelly, and used its mental power to spread the message: "Little master, let me
Xiao Baibai, can I take you to fly up directly?"
"Fuyue, this little disciple of yours is not an easy person!"
In Suoyuntai, a man wearing a gray green robe and a dark blouse smiled and looked at the little baby climbing a thousand steps in the soul mirror.
This person, Yu Zihan, is the 42nd generation leader of the Zongheng Sect.
"Interesting, there is no trace of cultivation, but there is a contracted beast in the body, and it is Xuan Cangxue, who is a seven-star in the sky."
A young man dressed in red appeared beside Yu Zihan out of thin air. He stepped forward and took a closer look at the white tiger in the soul mirror.
This young man in red is Yu Zihan's contracted beast - the six-tailed red fox.
"Yeah, little junior brother, the more you love me, the cuter you become." A baby's voice sounded in their ears.
The Tianlu Deer walked into the room and ate the corn in his hand while smashing it.
"Xuan Cangxue? The fourth child drives the thunder formation."
Master Fuyue thought for a second and then ordered the people behind him.
The person called Fourth was Mo Wangchen, the fourth elder of the Zongheng sect. After he respectfully said "yes", he calmly sat down cross-legged at a short square table. He took out his beloved piano from the ring and gently played it.
It was placed lightly, and soon a noisy and mixed piano sound came out from the room in a melodious tone.
At this time, there were thousands of steps. Except for the steps, nothing could be seen around them. It was pitch black and numb. The wind suddenly rose, followed by lightning and thunder, which made people look terrifying.
"Little Master, just ride on Xiao Baibai's back, and Xiao Baibai will take you to fly up directly, okay?" Xuan Cang Snow Tiger said again with his spiritual power.
"No, use, I can. If it really doesn't work, I can rest for a while before leaving. Xiao Baibai, please go back to space."
Luo Juechen gasped with firm eyes, this step was nothing to Jun Shangxie in the past. Even if he changed his body now, he would not allow himself to have the idea of retiring.
Xuan Cang Snow Tiger fixedly stared at the small unyielding figure, and it was moved. Finally, it followed his small steps. He walked up a step, and it followed him up a step. The tiger's eyes were still staring at it.
Its little master didn't dare to move away at all.
"Yeah, junior brother, please listen carefully to your words, master. If junior brother really gets on that big white cat and flies directly up there, he will be the one to suffer the thunder and lightning."
Tianlulu looked at the behavior of the little man in the Hunxi Mirror, nodded and said.
Before I knew it, it was already noon, the sun was shining brightly, and the mist on the mountain peaks had already evaporated.
The thousand-story steps are still black and numb, sometimes thundering and sometimes lightning. After going up the thousand-story steps, you will reach Moxuan Terrace.
Mo Xuantai is a school for disciples of the Zongheng Sect.
At this time, people uniformly dressed in white appeared one after another on Moxuan Terrace.
Among these people, some are girls, some are teenagers, some are young people, some are young women, some are middle-aged, and only a few are elderly.
After class, they all gathered at the door of the Thousand Stairs, looking curiously at the thunderous formation below.
"New foreign disciple?"
"I guess it's because I overheard Elder A Li whispering to Senior Sister Jiu Sheng this morning. I think the junior brother Elder A Li mentioned is the one crawling below."
"It's coming up."
"Come up! Come up!"
A certain disciple who was watching was so excited.
Luo Juechen was exhausted. It was not easy to climb up the steps like a dog.
Looking up, there are still fifty or sixty floors, which is really too much for this small body. If Xuan Cangxue hadn't been looking after him from behind and used its tiger head to push his little butt from time to time, he might have stumbled directly.
Fall down.
"bluff...bluff..."
Xuan Cang Snow Tiger was telling him that he was almost there.