"Ancestor!" Urgent voices came from all directions, with earth-shaking movement.
Zhang Qingjiu pursed his lips, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.
The scene is quite big. Judging from the situation, some prominent people from Penglai may be here.
However, it came as soon as it came. What does it have to do with her?!
With a slight smile, Zhang Qingjiu raised his head and looked at the illusion mirror clone with a smile.
When the movement stabilized, he saw nine figures standing in the sky, including men and women. They were all graceful and graceful, and their robes were windless and automatic.
"Ancestor really wants to accept her as a closed disciple?" One of the men in green clothes spoke first.
"Ancestor, please think twice." Another man in green robe followed closely behind.
Immediately afterwards, the voices of "think twice" and "consider again" sounded one after another.
Among the nine people, Zhang Qingjiu glanced at them one by one. Only the last middle-aged man in white did not speak, but looked at the place where she was with a deep look, which made people unable to understand.
The surroundings seemed to quiet down.
The illusion mirror clone didn't speak again and became illusory.
Looking at the clone that seemed to be dissipating, the elders looked at each other and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The people below seemed to have found a backbone, and the look they looked at Zhang Qingjiu changed from the fear just now to mockery again.
However, just when everyone thought that this "farce" would dissipate like this, the illusion mirror clone suddenly glowed with golden light, and a face began to appear on the blurred facial features.
Immediately afterwards, everyone felt a greater pressure than before. The legs they had just raised bent down again, and they knelt on the ground with a "thud".
And the nine figures standing in the sky were obviously no longer as relaxed as before, and their expressions changed drastically, "Is this the ancestor's golden body of Dharma?"
"Yes... Ancestor, I'm afraid he is angry."
From the illusion mirror clone to the golden body of Dharma, this is no different from being there in person!
The phantom mirror clone is just a blessing of skills, but this golden body of Dharma can cast any spell at any time with just a thought!
Soon, the golden body of the Dharma slowly opened its mouth. This time it was no longer illusory, but a clear voice coming from its throat, "You, do you want to disobey my order?"
As these words rang out, the eyes slowly opened, wandering around and looking down at all living beings.
The silent middle-aged man in white finally did not remain silent this time. He took a deep breath, put his hands into his fists, and stepped forward and said: "Master, don't be angry. Master's orders, disciples and others will naturally abide by it. From today on,
Ziqing is my disciple's junior sister, ranking above the other eight elders."
The person who spoke was the leader of Penglai and the only disciple of the old ancestor - Master Yuan Mou.
Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but feel a flash of ridicule in his eyes when he looked at him with such a respectful look.
If this Dharma-Phase Golden Body hadn't come out, would he have stood up and said this? Is he just wishing that he would be slapped to death by other elders?
However, now that he has spoken, how can I not help him?
"This must be Senior Brother Yuan Mou? Thank you very much for your recognition, Senior Brother. Zi Qing is very grateful." Zhang Qingjiu smiled slightly and reached out to clasp his fists in the direction of Yuan Mou.
"Junior Sister Ziqing, you are so polite. If you can be recognized by the ancestor, you will naturally have a great opportunity. After returning to Qingyun Peak, you still need to practice diligently. I will teach you the skills and studies according to the instructions of the ancestor.
, I hope that Junior Sister Ziqing will learn the Dao as soon as possible, bless all living beings in Penglai, and bless the world." Yuan Mou narrowed his eyes and nodded to Zhang Qingjiu.
The attitude is not cold, but it is not enthusiastic either.
However, in the end, he followed the words of his ancestor.
And as Zhang Qingjiu and Yuan Mou said, "You come and I acknowledge each other," the golden body of Dharma nodded slowly, "Yuan Mou, Zi Qing, you need to settle everything properly and do your best. After I leave seclusion,
Let’s do the questioning again.”
"Don't worry, ancestor, this disciple will definitely live up to his master's instructions." Yuan Mou lowered his eyes and responded.
As he finished speaking, the golden body of the Dharma gradually dissipated, and when it was about to disappear, Zhang Qingjiu suddenly spoke again, "Wait a minute!"
"Hey, what else is there?" The golden body froze.
"Then, except for him, they, and everyone else should call me Grandma, Uncle, Grandma, right?" His fingers circled around Yuan Mou and the other elders, and then swept over the outer disciple, Zhang Qingjiu, who was kneeling on the ground.
Finally, his finger landed in the direction where Zi Xu and the others were.
"Naturally." Jin Shen replied.
Zhang Qingjiu smiled slightly and raised his chin.
She didn't speak, but the meaning was obviously self-evident——
What are you waiting for?
Zixu gritted his teeth, his face was ashen and pale.
The corners of Zichu's mouth moved, as if he couldn't accept it.
Zifeng stared at her for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Disciple Zifeng, meet my uncle and grandma!"
After that, he bowed respectfully.
"You..." Zi Xu stared blankly at this companion who turned against him in battle, but before she could finish her words, Zi Chu also spoke.
The corner of Zi Xu's mouth curled up, and he finally spoke reluctantly, "Disciple Zi Xu, I have met my uncle and grandma."
Seeing the shameful and angry look on her face, Zhang Qingjiu raised the corners of his lips and said, "Good boy, just kneel down. No need to be polite."
Zixu suddenly raised his head, "You!"
"Huh?" Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows.
Taking a deep breath, Zixu finally knelt down.
And as she knelt down, the golden body of Dharma seemed to smile, and nodded towards Zhang Qingjiu as if to encourage her.
Zhang Qingjiu blinked, "Thank you, Master."
"Have a good time practicing." Jin Shen's voice was obviously softer.
After saying that, it finally slowly disappeared, and finally became invisible in heaven and earth.
The surroundings were eerily quiet. Although the ancestor left, no one dared to stand up until Master Yuan Mou waved his sleeves and said, "Get up. Don't kneel any more."
The people below helped each other stand up one by one, only to realize that they were already sweating profusely and their clothes were soaked.
And the figure that initially provoked Zhang Qingjiu fell from the air like a kite with a broken string. Someone boldly went to check and found that he had eyes wide open and no breath at all!
The man suddenly took a breath of cold air, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Zhang Qingjiu in panic...
Yuan Mou glanced at the monk lightly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, and turned to look at Zhang Qingjiu, "Junior Sister Ziqing, please follow me back to Qingyun Peak now."
"Brother, Master, Zi Qing has something to ask of me." Unexpectedly, Zhang Qingjiu shook his head, "I haven't been back to Penglai for a long time, and everything is still unfamiliar. I just heard the disciples talk about the rules of Penglai. I wonder if you can allow it, senior brother?
Disciples will first stay with the inner disciples to familiarize themselves with and learn from them?"
Yuan Mou was stunned for a moment, but quickly said, "The elders have the right to go to or live in any sect. If you have such an idea, then your wish will be granted. It's just that the inner sect is full of disciples. I don't know.
Do you want to live..."
"Stay at his place. I just heard that he has an empty house there." Zhang Qingjiu smiled slightly and pointed at Zichu, who suddenly raised his head with panic in his eyes.