The dishes were delicious.
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything polite and just started eating.
Linghu Qingzhu picked up the wine pot, poured him a glass of wine and placed it in front of him.
Luo Qingzhou took a look and said, "Thank you, Uncle Master, but I don't drink."
Linghu Qingzhu said: "Smell it first, it's fruit wine, it won't make you drunk."
Hearing this, Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and smelled it, and sure enough, there was a faint fruity scent.
He hesitated for a moment, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. It was sweet in the mouth and fragrant in the throat. It was indeed very delicious.
He drank it in one gulp and continued eating his meal.
Linghu Qingzhu picked up the wine pot again, poured him a cup, and asked, "Why don't you eat this dish of meat?"
Luo Qingzhou took a look at the dish and said, "Uncle Master, I don't like donkey meat."
"Donkey meat?"
Linghu Qingzhu was startled when he heard this, and then said, "This is venison, how could you mistake it for donkey meat?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at the meat on the plate and kept Sister Yue's words in mind.
He wouldn't even eat venison.
"I don't like venison either, Uncle Master, you can eat it alone."
He continued to eat the other dishes.
Linghu Qingzhu picked up the bowl, picked up a piece of venison, put it in his bowl, and said, "Try it."
Luo Qingzhou quickly picked it up and put it back in her bowl, saying, "Uncle Master, I really don't want to eat it."
Linghu Qingzhu narrowed his eyes, glanced at him, then looked at the meat in the bowl, and then looked at him again and said, "You don't suspect that there is something wrong with this meat, do you?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "Of course not, I just..."
"Just what?"
Linghu Qingzhu said coldly.
Luo Qingzhou said quickly: "Uncle Master, I just think that small animals like donkeys and deer are so cute, how can we eat their meat? I can't eat it."
Linghu Qingzhu's eyebrows twitched for a moment, and he said, "There were so many Jinyiwei, and you were able to destroy all the bodies without leaving a single one alive. Now you tell me that you can't bring yourself to eat these animals?"
Luo Qingzhou defended himself with a serious face: "Uncle Master, that's different. The little animals are innocent and have done nothing bad. The Jinyiwei are all bad people. Besides, I really didn't kill the Jinyiwei."
Linghu Qingzhu looked at him coldly for a while, then picked up the meat from the bowl and put it in his bowl, saying, "If you don't give me an acceptable reason today, you must eat this meat."
Luo Qingzhou looked at the meat in the bowl and thought to himself: Sister Yue said that we can't eat this meat. I don't know if she saw something from the photo. After all, Sister Yue's strength is unfathomable. However, there is no need for Uncle Shi to harm me. Could he drug me
How is that possible
Why did Master Uncle drug me? Steal my things? The root of the Thunder Spirit
That’s not right. It seems that my uncle-master doesn’t know that I have the root of thunder spirit.
Or maybe, Sister Yue really saw it wrong.
Or maybe, this meat conflicts with the medicinal effects of the Hualing Pill
Thinking of this, he couldn't eat anymore.
The Hualing Pill was hard to come by. Sister Yue spent a lot of rare treasures to help him refine it, and it must not be wasted.
"Uncle Master, this is it."
He immediately explained: "Master, have you heard of a song? I have loved listening to that song since I was a child. That is why I have always loved donkeys, horses, deer and other animals. I would rather starve to death than eat their meat."
Hearing this, Linghu Qingzhu put down the clapper and said, "What song is that? Sing it for me."
Luo Qingzhou also put down the kuaizi and said, "Uncle Master, my singing may not be good, but if you listen to the lyrics, you will know how cute they are. I really can't eat them."
Linghu Qingzhu said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense and sing!"
Luo Qingzhou cleared his throat and sang softly: "I have a little donkey, and I never ride it. One day, I suddenly felt like riding it to the market..."
Linghu Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have sung this song when he went down the mountain that day.
So, he wasn't lying
Luo Qingzhou finished singing once and said, "Master, when we were young, we changed the donkey in the lyrics to horses and other animals, so I still remember them clearly and I like those animals very much. Master, you suddenly let me eat their meat now, I really can't bear it."
Linghu Qingzhu was silent for a moment, then he picked up the meat from his bowl and put it on the plate. He then picked up the plate and placed it on a stone bench beside him, saying calmly, "Let's eat something else."
Luo Qingzhou heaved a sigh of relief, picked up the clapper and said, "Thank you, uncle-master, for your understanding."
After a moment.
Linghu Qingzhu suddenly looked at him and said, "I remember the last time we went down the mountain, you were singing while holding a ponytail in your hand. How come you are holding a whip in your hand today?"
"ah?"
Luo Qingzhou was stunned when he heard this, blinked his eyes, and said, "Really? Did Master Uncle hear me singing last time?"
Linghu Qingzhu said coldly: "I heard it. The song was about riding a donkey, holding a pony's tail in his hand, and being splashed with mud, not falling down."
Luo Qingzhou paused for a moment and said, "Oh, maybe I forgot the lyrics and sang it randomly. I just said that some words in this song can be changed, donkey can be changed to horse, deer or something, it's all fine, maybe I sang it wrong..."
Linghu Qingzhu looked at him doubtfully and said nothing more.
Luo Qingzhou continued to eat with his head down.
Soon, the food on the table was swept away by him.
"Uncle Master, thank you for the dinner. I will go back to practice."
After Luo Qingzhou had eaten and drunk his fill, he prepared to leave.
After all, it was already night, and it wasn't good for a man and a woman to stay in a cave alone.
Besides, it’s time for him to go back and take the Hualing Pill and prepare for his final sprint in seclusion.
Linghu Qingzhu looked at him and said, "You promised me that you would practice sword skills with me. We haven't finished practicing the black and white swordsmanship last time."
Luo Qingzhou said with embarrassment: "Uncle Master, can you wait a few days? I will definitely accompany you to practice in a few days."
Just as Linghu Qingzhu was about to speak, Su Feng's voice suddenly came from outside: "Master, the sect master just sent someone to inform you and Junior Brother Chu to go to the main hall. He said that the ancestor has come out of retreat."
As soon as these words came out, Linghu Qingzhu's expression suddenly became serious, and he immediately said: "Let's go to the main hall."
Luo Qingzhou was surprised and immediately followed behind.
As they walked along the road, he asked cautiously, "Uncle Master, who is the ancestor?"
Linghu Qingzhu was silent for a moment, then said, "He is the most senior, longest lived, and most powerful great-uncle of my Lingxiao Sect. He has been in seclusion for more than ten years, and I didn't expect him to come out today."
Luo Qingzhou's heart moved, and he asked: "Uncle Master, how high is the cultivation level of the ancestor?"
Linghu Qingzhu shook his head and said, "I don't know either. There are probably not many people who really know his cultivation level, not even the Sect Master knows."
Luo Qingzhou wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't open his mouth.
Linghu Qingzhu looked at him and said, "Don't hide it later. If the ancestor asks you about your cultivation, just tell the truth, otherwise the sect master will be embarrassed. After all, you are the sect master's direct disciple, you should understand what I mean, right?"
Luo Qingzhou nodded and said, "Uncle Master, I understand. If I am too weak, the Sect Master will definitely be blamed, right?"
Linghu Qingzhu said: "It's not necessary to blame you, but it will make the Sect Master look bad."
Luo Qingzhou nodded and said, "I understand."
at the same time.
In the main hall of the peak, the ten elders and several peak masters gathered together, and everyone had an excited look on their face.
Even the leader of Lingxiao Sect, Fairy Zixia, stood respectfully below.
Sitting on the top seat was a tall and thin old man who was wearing a gray robe, had silver hair, but had a ruddy complexion and looked energetic.
He is none other than the Lingxiao Sect’s most senior ancestor, Zhuang Zhiyan.
At this time, several elders were telling him about what had happened in the sect in the past few years. They skipped over some minor matters and only talked about some more important things.
Although Zhuang Zhiyan never cared about these mundane matters, he had been in seclusion for more than ten years after all, so he listened very seriously at this time.
Finally, he talked about the recent Lingxiao preliminary examination, as well as the new disciples of various sects, etc.
The great elder Wu Youzi also told the story of Xianyun Pavilion's desire for a marriage alliance.
After they finished speaking, Zhuang Zhiyan pondered for a while, looked at Fairy Zixia beside him, and said kindly: "Zixia, did you accept that disciple just because he has the talent to break the formation? Does he have other talents?"
Before Fairy Zixia could reply, Mo Jiufeng from Beiwang Peak spoke up, "Uncle-master, we all took a fancy to that young man because of his talent in ignoring formations. As for his other talents, they can actually be ignored. Many of our sect's direct disciples, even those inner disciples who are at the top of the Qingyun Ranking, have much stronger talents than him."
Shi Tian, the head of Chaoyang Peak, also sneered and said, "Uncle Master, the young man's cultivation level was only that of a mid-level martial artist. We wanted to take him in as our personal disciple because we thought he had a special talent and could bring great benefits to our sect. After all, there are several ancient spaces that we have not been able to enter. If we really talk about his talent for cultivation, he probably doesn't even deserve the status of an inner disciple."
Several other peak masters also echoed this.
At the beginning, they were all fighting for that very special talent of ignoring formations. Of course, the young man was indeed stronger than other disciples of the same level, but compared with other talented disciples in the sect, he was still far behind.
The reason why they were sneering now was, firstly, because they didn't get it in the first place, and lost face; secondly, after becoming a direct disciple, the other party didn't come to the sect to practice, nor did he help them break the formation. Every time they asked the sect master for help, he refused, so they were a little angry. As for the third reason, it was naturally because of the marriage with Xianyun Pavilion.
Mo Jiufeng snorted coldly, "That boy is really arrogant. Xianyun Pavilion wanted to form a marriage alliance with us, but he rejected it directly. The Saint Girl has such status and such cultivation, but he rejected her before she even said anything. What does he think of himself? This marriage is not just his business, it is related to the interests of our Lingxiao Sect. In the end, he didn't even discuss it with us..."
Speaking of this matter, several peak masters and elders were also very angry and started to complain.
Of course, they didn't just blame the boy for this.
Fairy Zixia stood silently by the side, without responding to the topic or saying a word.
Zhuang Zhiyan saw the noise below and said, "Okay, let's end this matter here. You can discuss the marriage later. As for whether the boy is qualified to be Zixia's disciple, that is Zixia's business. As the sect master, she will naturally not accept a disciple for no reason. I came out today, in addition to wanting to know what happened in the past few years, I also want to see the future hope of our Lingxiao Sect. You should have accepted some good seedlings, call them in for me to see. If there are any I like, I can give them some pointers and give them some suitable exercises to practice. I have been in seclusion for training these years, and the sect depends on you. This time I come out of seclusion, naturally I can't be without a gesture."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the peak masters and elders were filled with excitement.
Even old guys like them feel extremely honored to receive guidance and skills from this ancestor. Their strength may be further improved, not to mention those disciples who have good talents and are in a good momentum of cultivation.
The great elder Wu Youzi bowed and said, "Uncle Master, our sect has accepted many good disciples in recent years, but of course the disciples taught by the master have the most promising future. Our ten elders and the peak masters have all accepted some disciples taught by the master. Why don't we each call out one of the most outstanding disciples and let Uncle Master take a look."
Upon hearing this, the other elders also nodded in agreement.
Zhuang Zhiyan said, "Okay, call in your best disciples and let me see your vision."
Everyone agreed immediately.
Wu Youzi looked at Mo Jiufeng of Beiwang Peak and said, "Peak Master Mo, your Beiwang Peak has always been full of talented people, and you are the oldest among the five peak masters, so you go first."
Mo Jiufeng cupped his hands and said, "Grand Elder, you are joking. I dare not overstep my authority. The Sect Master is here, so he should go first."
Wu Youzi was slightly startled and said, "It seems that the sect master's disciple is not in the sect."
Mo Jiufeng didn't say anything and looked at the woman in red standing in the front.
At this time, Shi Tian, the head of Chaoyang Peak, sneered and said, "Brother Mo, why do you have to embarrass the Sect Master? The Sect Master's disciple is only a mid-level martial artist. Even if he is on the peak, there is no need to bring him to see the uncle."
At this time, Fairy Zixia said, "Master Mo, you go first. My disciple has already gone up the mountain today. I have asked someone to call him. It doesn't matter who goes first or later."
Mo Jiufeng wanted to speak, but Zhuang Zhiyan said, "Jiufeng, there's no need to refuse. Call your disciples in first."
Mo Jiufeng then said respectfully, "Yes, Uncle Master."
Then he said to the outside: "Lin Feng, come in!"
As soon as the words fell, a tall and handsome young man walked in from outside. After arriving in the hall, he immediately bowed his head and said respectfully: "Beiwang Fenglinfeng, I pay my respects to the ancestor!"
Zhuang Zhiyan looked him over, nodded slightly, and said, "What kind of skills are you good at? Show me a few moves."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall stepped back, leaving a vacant space.
Mo Jiufeng waved his sleeves, and a thick wall of light appeared next to him. He said, "Lin Feng, use all your strength to attack this wall."
Lin Feng agreed, and suddenly a strong wind surrounded his body. A golden fist light appeared on his fist with a "whoosh", and then with a "bang", he hit the wall of light!
Several fist beams shot out, and with a "boom", they exploded on the thick wall of light, instantly unleashing tremendous power!
The wall of light suddenly shattered!
A smile appeared on Mo Jiufeng's face.
Lin Feng put away his fist, lowered his head, and stood respectfully.
Zhuang Zhiyan nodded and said kindly, "Come up and stretch out your right hand so I can see your physique."
Lin Feng immediately stepped forward and stretched out his right hand.
Zhuang Zhiyan stretched out his finger and placed it on his wrist. After a quick inspection, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He said, "No wonder this Vajra Explosion Fist has such power. It turns out that you are a top-grade Xuan-level disciple. Not bad, not bad. You are so young, but you have already reached the early stage of the Great Martial Master. Even if you want to break through to the Grand Master level in the future, you should have hope."
Lin Feng thanked him, bowed and left.
Mo Jiufeng smiled and said, "Uncle Master, my disciple was at the late stage of martial arts master half a year ago, and in half a year, he broke through to the great martial arts master. It didn't even take half a year for him to go from the martial arts student bone refining stage to the martial arts master stage. His cultivation speed is among the best in the entire sect."
Zhuang Zhiyan said, "There are only a handful of disciples of the Xuan rank and upper grade in my Great Yan. They have superior physiques. As long as they have enough resources and work hard, their cultivation speed will naturally be very fast. Jiufeng, you are a good disciple with great prospects, but you must not slack off. You must teach more and strive to cultivate a good disciple for my Lingxiao Sect that is the best among other sects."
Mo Jiufeng cupped his hands and said, "Master uncle, rest assured. I will definitely live up to your expectations."
Zhuang Zhiyan nodded, looked at Shi Tian of Chaoyang Peak, and said, "Xiaotian, where is your disciple? Call him in."
Shi Tian hurriedly shouted outside: "Yang Xiong, come in quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burly man walked in and bowed quickly, saying, "Disciple Yang Xiong, I pay my respects to the ancestor."
Zhuang Zhiyan looked at him for a few times, his eyes fell on his hands, and said, "It seems that you are also majoring in boxing. Throw a few punches for me to see."
Shi Tian immediately walked to the side and condensed a wall of light, standing beside him, saying: "Yang Xiong, hit him hard, don't embarrass me!"
"Yes, Master!"
Yang Xiong agreed, and all the bones in his body suddenly made a "crackling" sound. Then his two fists flashed with light and instantly became huge. With a "bang", he punched out, and suddenly a black bear shadow appeared behind him!
"boom!"
With a loud bang, the wall of light suddenly broke into pieces and exploded.
A smile appeared on Shi Tian's face.
Yang Xiong retracted his fists, and the strange phenomena on his body disappeared instantly. His two fists also shrank rapidly and returned to their original shape.
Zhuang Zhiyan nodded and said, "Yes, you are at the early stage of the Great Martial Master realm. The Thirteen Tyrant Bear Fists that the master once created based on the demon clan's skills have also been practiced to perfection and are extremely powerful. Very good. Come here and let me see your physique or talent."
Yang Xiong immediately bowed, walked over and stretched out his right hand.
Zhuang Zhiyan stretched out his finger, checked it, and nodded, "Your physique is of the middle level of the Xuan class. Although it is not as good as that of the disciple just now, it is also a rare good physique. Moreover, you have more acupoints and meridians in your body, and they are thicker. No matter what technique you practice, the explosive power will be stronger than his."
Yang Xiong thanked him and retreated.
Zhuang Zhiyan looked at the leader of Qingyun Peak and said, "Xingshu, you practice both martial arts and spirits, so you should be the most outstanding disciple, right?"
You Xuanshu, with his hair loose, said with a chuckle, "Uncle Master will know after seeing it."
As he said that, he shouted to the door: "Good disciple, why don't you come in and perform for the ancestor and everyone!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a petite girl with golden ponytails, wearing a fur skirt and white knee-high socks walked in. She blinked her big dark eyes and looked at the ancestor curiously for a few times before bowing her head and saying, "Disciple You Yuyu, hello to the ancestor."
Zhuang Zhiyan looked at the blonde girl who seemed to be only eight or nine years old, and was slightly stunned. He said, "Xingshu, how old is your disciple?"
You Xuanshu said proudly, "Grandmaster, she is my niece and has grown up. Her mother is from the Western Continent, so she looks a little different from us. Grandmaster, please take a look at her physique and talent first."
Then he said, "Yuyu, hurry up and show it to the ancestor."
You Yuyu agreed, walked over and stretched out his right hand.
Zhuang Zhiyan stretched out his finger and probed. He was startled at first, then his expression froze. He probed again, his expression becoming more and more solemn. Finally, he suddenly laughed out loud and said excitedly, "God bless my Lingxiao Sect! God bless my Lingxiao Sect! This is an Earth-level physique that is rarely seen in a hundred years!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the other peak masters and elders in the hall were all shocked, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
You Xianshu's expression became even more proud, and he said, "I found her when I went home to visit my family half a year ago. At that time, her cultivation was only at the initial stage of martial arts master. Now, in just half a year, she has broken through to the level of great martial arts master. If it weren't for my uncle-master coming out, I would have kept her hidden, hehe."
The other peak masters all had envious expressions on their faces.
at the same time.
Linghu Qingzhu brought Luo Qingzhou to the square outside while talking.
The two were surprised to see many disciples standing on the corridor outside the main hall, all talking and whispering to each other.
When Linghu Qingzhu heard the ancestor's voice coming from the hall, his expression suddenly froze and he immediately walked over quickly.
Luo Qingzhou hurriedly followed behind.
When Linghu Qingzhu reached the steps at the entrance of the main hall, he turned around and whispered, "Wait outside first, and come in when I call you."
Luo Qingzhou agreed and walked to the corridor next to him and stood there.
That group of disciples were all direct disciples of the various peak masters and elders. Many of them had never seen him before. When they saw him brought by Linghu Qingzhu, they thought he was a direct disciple of Jianfeng and started asking questions.
"This senior brother looks unfamiliar. Is he the disciple that Senior Uncle Linghu just accepted?"
"Hey, it seems to be the disciple from the last preliminary test."
A disciple recognized him.
At this moment, there was a burst of exclamations in the hall.
Luo Qingzhou's expression froze, and he clearly felt a fluctuation of soul power coming. He turned around and saw a flying sword flying out of the house with a "huh" sound and flew towards the square in front.
At the same time, on that flying sword stood the soul of a little blonde girl!
The two people's eyes met in an instant.
The little blond girl was visibly stunned.