Chapter 4: :long time no see

In the early morning of the next day, the early sun rises and the golden light rises, embracing Phnom Penh for the ancient Chongyang Palace. Look. Yarn, Chinese website
"Brother Yin, Brother Yin, are you in the room?" Shouted a young Taoist wearing a plain blue robe with an iron sword in his hand, standing outside the bamboo house.
In the room, Su Jin stretched a lazy waist on the bed, turned over and jumped to the door, raised her hand and opened the wooden door: "What's wrong?"
"The commander rang the bronze bell, summoned all his fellow teachers and brothers to go to Wanshou Temple, and I came to inform the brother of you specially." The little priest opened his mouth against the light, revealing eight white teeth.
Su Jin vaguely remembered that his name was Fusheng, and the rest didn't know anything about it, so he quietly followed each other, crossed the quaint palace rooms, and came to the most extensive Manshou Palace.
At this point, the Mansion Palace was already full of shadowy figures. Su Jin took a look and estimated in her heart that there must be three hundred.
"To summon everyone to come today is to announce a major event." A middle-aged Taoist priest, standing in front of the ancestor's statue, wearing a blue undercoat, a black layered gown, and a wooden crown. Three hundred disciples spoke loudly.
Su Jin lingers in the crowd, constantly looking at Qiu Chuji, who is almost a myth of later generations, who teaches in the name of his master.
"From today on, all second-generation disciples, including me, will observe all three generations of disciples with the eyes of assessment, and are planning to select the master disciple within one year as the deputy head candidate." Qiu Chuji said.
As soon as this word came out, the atmosphere of the entire Wanshou Palace exploded instantly, and various messy sounds were surging.
More than 300 disciples kept talking, and many of them looked at Su Jin for a while, and Zhao Zhijing for a while.
Of all the three generations of disciples, the martial arts and the prestige are the strongest of these two, so the focus of this so-called observation period will definitely be on both of them.
"Quiet!" Ma Yu, one of the seven sons of Quanzhen, yelled, and the 300 people in the audience trembled and calmed down. Look.hair.line.chinese.text.net
"Who has any questions, one by one." Qiu Chu said.
"Dare to ask the teacher, what is the main content of the assessment?" Zhao Zhijing asked archingly.
"Li Yan, Li De, Li Gong, who has the best performance, the best results. If all three generations of disciples are not excellent, the emphasis depends on martial arts and moral character." Qiu Chuji said.
Zhao Zhijing nodded silently and turned to look at Su Jin, his eyes filled with war: This man is the biggest stumbling block in his way of teaching.
Look at your uncle?
Su Jin glanced back at him, obviously feeling his hostility, and her heart was suddenly angry and funny.
The "heritage" left by Wang Chongyang is indeed very rich, but he has a task to do, and he really has to!
Otherwise, how could he satisfy the wish of the little dragon girl? Even if he wants to be "undercover", can the true seventh son agree? Can these brothers who are like wolves and tigers agree?
Not to mention what it is, it is better to get out of the true religion.
This dry well is not his sky.
"Well, that's all for today's morning meeting." Qiu Chuji looked at Su Jin before the ancestor said: "Others go out first, Pinger, you stay."
If he hadn't said what he said, Su Jin hadn't responded that Ping'er called himself, and suddenly he felt a little bit upset in his heart, lest he reveal something in front of the Quanzhen palm teaching.
"How's the practice of pure Yang Gong?" Qiu Chuji asked, looking at his big disciple gently.
"Return to Master Enthusiast, it is OK to enter the country." Su Jin cherishes words like gold.
"Well then, practice well." Qiu Chuji came to him and reached out and patted his shoulder. "Your brother Zhao's nature is not suitable for palm teaching ... Do you understand what I mean?"
Su Jin hesitated a moment and said quietly, "Master, I don't want to be a teacher, let alone to deceive you. Anyway, there is still a year left. Would you like to train a disciple who can pick a big beam again?"
Qiu Chuji froze, this is a reply he never dreamed of: "Can you tell me why you don't want to teach?"
"The disciples are not broken." Su Jin said.
"Anyone you like?" Qiu Chuji groaned for a moment and asked suddenly.
Su Jin's expression froze on her face, and she almost flashed back: "Is there anyone you like ..."
"Okay, Master understands." Qiu Chuji looked like a person coming over and smiled. "You go down first, it's fine, anyway, the time is still long."
Su Jin: "..."
What the hell, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand what you mean?
Dizzy out of Wan Shou Dian, Su Jin glanced back against the sun and suddenly felt that Comrade Lao Qiu might also be a person with a story ...
After the evening of the same day, the sun went down. Su Jin, carrying a steel sword, fluttered like leaves, and quietly left Chongyang Palace and came to the dense forest outside the ancient tomb.
"Girl Dragon, are you asleep?" Su Jin asked naturally.
In the tomb, a beautiful-looking young girl in white could not help touching her forehead and suddenly felt a headache: "Mother-in-law, mother-in-law."
"What's wrong girl?" Grandma Sun came out of a stone gate.
"That Taoist is here again, I really don't know how to get along with him." Xiaolong Nu really said.
"I'm fine girl, I'll drive him away." Grandma Sun said, and left the tomb.
"Mother-in-law, I haven't seen you in a long time." Outside of Lin Zi, Su Jin greeted with a smile.
It ’s been a long time since I saw a big-headed ghost. I only saw it last night ... Grandma's strenuous face was almost broken, she could only pinch her thigh quietly with her hand, maintaining the expression of coldness with the help of pain: "Little Taoist , I remember telling you last time, this is the forbidden area of ​​your true religion. "
Su Jin said: "I know, so didn't I go in?"
Grandma grandma froze, and then suddenly came over, this guy ... he really didn't enter the forest. As for the sound ... Can you say that the sound breaks into the forbidden area?
Grandma Sun felt very tired and didn't want to ignore him: "In the evening, don't you shout here to know? It will affect others' rest."
"Oh, then I will come tomorrow morning." Su Jin said.
Grandma Sun: "..."
What should i say
"Little priest, why are you doing this?" Asked the dragon girl in the dense forest.
"Girl Dragon, I don't lie to you. I really experienced the fairy dream." Su Jin breathed a little sigh of relief. Making friends in many times is the same as talking about business. I'm not afraid that the other party will be wary of you at first, or that they will refuse Your initiative is most afraid of being ignored and ignored. As long as you can communicate, you have infinite possibilities.
"I can't believe this kind of thing." Xiaolong Women Road.
"The fairy told me in my dream that your wish is to inherit the last wishes of the ancestor-in-law and defeat the Quanzhen religion. I wonder if I am right or wrong?" Su Jinlang asked in a voice.
In the tomb, the beautiful little girl froze. It was like a beautiful static portrait, even ... it looked a bit dull.