Thousands of people stood outside the temple. Standing at the front was the smiling deputy sect master, followed by five elders, and then the sect leaders, stewards, and disciples.
In addition to the secluded sect leader and several other elders, as well as some who were away on business or unable to be there for some special reasons, everyone from the Kamikaze Sect gathered here.
Zhiyou cupped his hands and smiled like a spring breeze, "You don't have to be like this, just call me Ayou."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhi Yuanjian flicked the tail of his sword in displeasure, and said sullenly: "You must remember your identity and don't embarrass your master."
Zhiyou: "..."
She doesn't want the status of little master, and those who want to come to retreat also accept incompetence.
The deputy sect master looked very happy, and took the initiative to invite Ying to take Zhiyou to get familiar with the Feng Shen Sect. He called each little master in a very friendly and natural manner.
Zhiyou felt a little embarrassed at first, but it soon dissipated under the warm smile of the deputy sect leader.
In the end, Zhiyou still took over the title of Little Master. The main reason was that the current Zhiyuan Sword could not afford to offend him.
During her three years in the temple, her daily morning class was to pray to the gods. Under the supervision of Zhiyuan Jian, she could only devote herself to praying to the great god Feng Zhiyuan.
The great god Feng Zhiyuan was not easy to invite. He only invited him three times in three years, once a year. There was no fixed day and he never left a word.
Each time, white light emitted from the statue's eyes, staying on one person and one sword for a moment and then disappearing.
Both Zhiyou and Zhiyuanjian felt that Feng Zhiyuan could cast his spiritual consciousness, so naturally there was not much he could do. The reason why there was no communication or anything was probably just because they were unwilling.
Zhi Yuanjian was sad, sad, disappointed, angry...all kinds of negative emotions were taking turns to wash over his body, and the entire temple was filled with gloom and depression.
"It's definitely not that Master doesn't want to see you. He must have some reasons. For example, his current situation is a bit dangerous, so he can only find opportunities to take a quick look once in a while..."
"You will definitely have the opportunity to meet again in the future."
"..."
At the beginning, Zhiyou tried every means to persuade him, but later he found that the effect was not very effective and no longer wanted to waste his efforts.
Three years is not a long time, but every day spent with Zhi Yuanjian is quite difficult.
If she hadn't been determined enough, she might have been destroyed in the temple.
After the deputy sect leader and General Zhiyou had a general understanding of the Feng Shen Sect, they talked about preparing to open the sect again.
It was opened only three years ago, and there were no plans to open it again for decades. However, due to the appearance of Zhiyou, we now plan to open it again.
Since it was for her, it was natural to ask her opinion first. After all, her status now surpassed that of the entire Feng Shen Sect.
Zhiyou smiled lightly and said, "It's up to the deputy sect leader to decide."
The deputy sect master suddenly and incomprehensibly praised: "The little master is worthy of being the little master."
There is an otherworldly demeanor in every gesture, and the little fairy herself is nothing more than that.
"..."
When you don't know what to say, just keep a decent smile.
"Then let's set it up in seven days."
The deputy sect leader was a straightforward person. Seeing that Zhiyou agreed, he immediately left and prepared for various matters in the future.
Before that, all aspects of Zhiyou had been taken care of.
Zhiyou has a large and beautiful courtyard at the top of the mountain. She doesn't need anyone to take care of her, so she has the quietest place.
As soon as the courtyard door was closed, Zhiyou found a room and meditated for seven days.
As for Zhiyuanjian, who was desperately trying to release his resentment in the courtyard, she could completely ignore him.
In just seven days, the entire sacred mountain was decorated with joy, and everything you could see was gaudy and bright red. It felt like someone was getting married.
The deputy sect master prepared two sets of complicated costumes, one set was golden and the other was eye-catching red. In addition, there were a lot of jewelery with exquisite jewels. Some of the shapes were so exaggerated that it was incredible to see them.
What kind of distorted aesthetics and what incredible vision are needed to create something with such an amazing shape?
The deputy sect master's hospitality was hard to resist, but Zhiyou really didn't want to have close contact with any object.
After being embarrassed for a moment, I felt that with my current status, I no longer needed to be embarrassed about such a trivial matter, so I decisively refused.
The deputy sect master didn't force her, so he let her wear an ordinary-looking black dress and walked out bare-faced.
"Welcome our little master!"
Every once in a while along the way, there would be two disciples wearing red robes waiting by the roadside, shouting slogans very neatly and loudly.
Zhiyou smiled awkwardly but politely and cooperated all the way from the top of the mountain to the bottom.
What was waiting for her was a giant flying magic weapon. The magic weapon was shaped like a palace. The dazzling gold and eye-catching red complemented each other, making it look extra domineering and extra tacky.
Zhiyou was numb to the Feng Shen Sect's aesthetics, so he walked up to the magic weapon with a smile and stood at the highest point of the palace.