(002 A Peerless Saint of the Country)

At this moment, the hook pig even had a trace of the idea of seeing such a beautiful scenery and having no regrets even if he died.

But it only felt like a moment. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it has to be seen by living people after all. If it's dead, there's no point in it.

The man let go of his hand and said to the two children in a serious manner, "I am a true disciple of the Jade Palace, and I am not joking when I speak. I said that I would accept you as apprentices, that is, I will accept you, and now I am your master. When you enter the mountain gate, you all have to give me the rules. If you are not honest, you will clean up the portal casually. ”

As soon as he turned around, the fire on his body flashed, and he had burned the merchant-like civilian clothes on his body cleanly, but he did not damage the brown robe he was wearing inside.

Hook Pig saw that the trace of murderous aura hidden in his eyes had not diminished at all, and added a strange look, knowing that he was brewing some schemes nine times out of ten, but at the moment he couldn't find a way to get out, so he could only take one step at a time, so he pretended to be surprised and thanked the teacher.

The excitement for the eyes is not pretended at all. He went from being a thief who was not even as good as the grass people, to suddenly becoming a disciple of the immortals of the Jade Palace, like a huge golden pie falling from the sky, and he was smashed to the ground.

Chen Xuanfang still held the pulse of these two people, strode into the door, and said with a smile: "Today, I came out of the mountain to hang out, but I didn't expect to receive two disciples." ”

Chen Xuanfang is a true disciple, and he doesn't need to go through the gate hanging on the top of the door to enter and exit. He didn't just go out today, either. The reason why I went through the gate was just to accept disciples as a witness. As long as it is clear that he is his disciple, life and death are almost up to him.

"Congratulations to Uncle Shi, you have received two high-ranking disciples!" The head of the gatekeeper is an inner disciple. When they meet a true disciple like Chen Xuanfang, they inevitably have to talk about it.

Although Chen Xuanfang has a very high status, he can't bring outsiders into the mountain gate without authorization. Even if the disciples guarding the door didn't dare to stop him, and the green mountain guarding at the door was forbidden, these outsiders would not be able to enter.

But there is a special thing about true disciples, they can accept disciples freely.

Take Chen Xuanfang's two disciples as an example, only the two disciples only need to leave one drop of blood each, and these two drops of blood are absorbed by the immortal root of the Jade Palace, and the hook pig and the eye pair will really become the outer disciples of the Jade Palace. Since he is an outer disciple, of course, he can enter the mountain gate.

Two drops of blood dripped into the end of the fairy root, and two clouds of black gas bubbled up one after another!

This made the gatekeeper disciples who were sincerely about bragging about patting the horse feel like they had nowhere to start.

You must know that the root bones of the top grade are flooded with colorful gas on the fairy roots, and the less color, the worse the qualifications, and the most pure white.

As for the black qi, it shows that these two people are not the material for cultivating immortals at all, that is, the root bones are worse than normal mortals.

In this case, if it is an inner disciple who accepts disciples, he will be directly turned away. But Chen Xuanfang is a true disciple and has the privilege of accepting disciples without restrictions, so no one can say anything.

The inner disciple respectfully handed out the two black tokens. The color of the wooden plaques is also the color of their bones, and there is no way to hide it.

On the one hand, the disciple congratulated his uncle on accepting the apprentice, and on the other hand, he handed out two rare black cards, and he couldn't help but feel worried, for fear that Chen Xuanfang would be unhappy in his heart, and he really didn't know what to say, so he just wanted to slap his two mouths silently.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xuanfang didn't look at him at all, his eyes looked at the sky, and he handed the sign to the two new apprentices.

The black wood plaque is unpretentious, like a piece of wood cut down at random, with three seal scripts of "Jade Palace" on it and two rows of strange runes below.

Although Gouzhu is literate, he does not know the seal script, and there is no difference between the seal script and the talisman for him. But when he started the wooden card, he knew that his life was already in the whim of this master named Chen Xuanfang.

After living at the foot of the Jade Palace for so many years, and seeing the comings and goings of many immortals, he is very clear about the rules among the immortals. So he felt more and more uncomfortable.

In the Xuanmen, the master has the right to kill his disciples. Chen Xuanfang's plan tonight required two lives. He has his own disciples, but he is reluctant to kill, and killing others may cause trouble.

It's a good idea to take two temporarily, and he can do whatever he likes. These two people are just gangsters at the bottom of the mountain, and they don't have any backstage on the mountain, so they really have nothing to worry about.

Hook Pig vaguely knows his fate. But how to get out, he didn't have a clue at all. Fortunately, he has been stealing for many years, and he has long been a person who does not cry when he does not see the coffin, and his emotions have not collapsed. A pair of shrewd and bright mouse eyes are still looking up and down, left and right, looking for an opportunity to escape.

Entering the gate of the Jade Palace, it is like entering the Grand View Garden, and the two eyes are about to be pasted together.

None of the pavilions and pavilions in the Jade Palace seem to be artificially built, they seem to be all kinds of trees, which grow automatically with some kind of mana control.

The water outside the attic is murmuring, the fairy mist is shrouded, the flowers are thick, and all kinds of beautiful scenery are difficult to describe. The male disciples of the Jade Palace were all dressed in various colors of silk robes, and their heads were tied with scarves, looking like they were fluttering immortals.

Female disciples are not limited to clothing, all kinds of dresses, such as a hundred flowers competing for beauty, beautiful. Hook Pig's eyes straightened, mainly because the women here are really amazing, and the mortal world is completely incomparable.

Xuanmen recruits female disciples, and they will not be selected in order of appearance. However, in addition to condensing qi and alchemy, the female cultivators of the Xuanmen will also spend a lot of energy on their appearance. They maintain their appearance through natural treasures, elixirs and beauty powers, and it is natural that they are more beautiful than folk women.

Although these female disciples were beautiful, they did not help him in the slightest in his plan to get out. Thinking of this, Hook Pig couldn't help but be a little envious of the eyes that were still ignorant and ignorant, at least he could enjoy the beauty of these female cultivators without any worries.

What if he suddenly rushed out, hugged a nun's thigh and cried for help?

Not to mention whether his behavior was a hooligan or not, any Jade Palace disciple who passed by here showed respect and admiration to his "master". Even if he yells, "My master may want to kill me", who will believe it?

What's more, this fat man named Chen Xuanfang didn't kill him, and he didn't even say so. Even if these people really believed that Chen Xuanfang had brought them to their disadvantage, so what? Now he was a real disciple of this dead fat man. Master wants to clean up the door and give him a random charge, who can interfere?

Hook Pig suppressed a strong urge to survive and quietly waited for the opportunity.

Chen Xuanfang also seemed to want to minimize the time that might cause trouble, and led them through the many courtyards in a hurry. In front of it is a huge lake, the whole of which is covered with lotus leaves, and in the center of the lake is a winding covered bridge.

As soon as Chen Xuanfang stretched out his foot to step on it, he caught a glimpse of a group of colorful female cultivators coming from the opposite side, and he immediately regretted it in his heart.

This person hasn't been walking around for many years, how could he happen to meet him today!

But it was too late for him to turn around, so he had to take the two thugs and meet them head-on.

When he hit the heart of the bridge, he bowed his head, clasped his hands into fists and bowed: "Chen Xuanfang greets the palace master!"

The person on the other side is actually the head of the house, that is, the legendary Biluo Holy Maiden?

Hook Pig looked up, his eyes were shocked, and he was stunned for a long time. This time, he was really shocked by the beauty of the woman standing in the center, and he was fascinated for a moment and speechless.

The woman's jet-black hair hung down from her right shoulder, like a waterfall hanging from the jade peak. The skin is snow-white, with a hint of redness, which can be broken by blowing. A pair of bright eyes are like two pools of tranquil water.

She wore a moon-white plain jacket, a blue satin trimmed armor, an autumn fragrance ribbon, and a white silk skirt painted with light ink.

Hook Pig only glanced at it, his eyes seemed to be sucked, and he only had the only thought in his mind, that is, if he could marry this woman, he would really die without regrets.

It's just that before he had time to do no regrets, Chen Xuanfang had already gotten up and was about to pull the two of them over. Hook Pig suddenly woke up to his chance to survive on this line!

He immediately rushed forward two steps in a row, knelt down at the Biluo Holy Maiden in the middle, kowtowed, and a string of words that had been thought of rushed to his lips:

"The disciple hooks the pig, there is a seventy-year-old father at home and no one takes care of him, can the head of the family open the net, let the disciple go down the mountain to take care of the old father first, and then come to apprentice in a few years......"

If the words of Hook Pig were spoken, I thought that if the head of the house was a little more human than Chen Xuanfang, maybe he would be released. If the head of the family speaks for him, Chen Xuanfang should not be forced to stay. If he really wants to force him to stay, he will deliberately make a big deal out of it. Anyway, when death is coming, who is afraid of whom?

As soon as he got out of the mountain gate, he drilled into the sea of people, found a place with a lot of people to hide, and a few years later he was a good man!

As for the right eye, it's not that he doesn't want to save it, but he looks at the happiness of winning the jackpot when he sees the right eye, or he can't pull ten cows to pull him away. It's better to let him stay here and be happy until he dies. He didn't die in vain, maybe he could hold on to this Chen Xuanfang for a while, so that he couldn't be separated.

But when his words came to his lips, he suddenly felt a thin breeze poked somewhere behind him, and a gossamer-like breath entered his throat from behind.

The simple three or two sentences were blocked in his throat like this, and he was sweating profusely for a long time, and he didn't say a word. This Chen Xuanfang actually started in front of the master, and it was really poisonous and decisive enough!

Although a dirty little man with yellow muscles and thin roe head eyes first stared at him with obscene eyes for a long time, and then suddenly ran over to kowtow to himself, and screamed strangely, the cold expression of the Biluo Holy Maiden still did not change.

"Get up, you don't have to kneel here. ”

Although there were only a few words, her voice was as gentle as water, as if any man would have a desire to bow down under his skirt when he heard such cold words.

Hook Pig froze for a moment, almost forgetting the shadow of the intense murderous intent behind him.