Si Lei Zhenjun

The setting sun is slightly drunk, and the clouds on the horizon seem to be dyed a light wine red by the sunset.

"Ohh ...

"YoYo--"

In the small courtyard, a snow-white little fox was happily chasing and playing with a blue and white little beast.

Chu Xing held Xiaoyu in his arms, sitting on the soft lawn and talking softly, their figures lengthened by the setting sun.

"Junior Brother Chu, are you home?"

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

"Xiao Yu, Senior Sister Ruxue is here." Chu Xing frowned slightly.

Xiaoyu hurriedly broke free from his arms, then took the embroidered shoes beside her and put them on her cute little feet wrapped in white silk.

"Big Brother, Senior Sister Ruxue, come in quickly."

Chu Xing warmly welcomed Zhao Chunfeng and Feng Ruxue into the house.

Feng Ruxue glanced at Xiaoyu, whose face was slightly red and whose skirt was slightly fluttering, and said teasingly with a smile:

"Although you two have been reunited for a long time... you should still exercise restraint. It's not even night yet."

Chu Xingxin said, "You are here to teach me a lesson. I didn't even have the nerve to expose you two yesterday morning."

"Ahem... Senior Brothers and Sisters, do you have something to talk to me about?"

"There are two things," Zhao Chunfeng nodded slightly and said:

"First, the sect will open its doors to recruit disciples in half a month. Master said that our Piaomiao Peak is a bit deserted, so she asked you to bring back a few disciples for her."

Oh, deserted?!

Master, why didn’t you think of it before? Maybe it was just to get enough people to play mahjong?

Senior Brother and Senior Sister Ruxue are busy having children recently, so they probably don’t have time to fight with you.

Including Xiaoyu and me, there are three of us missing one!

And Senior Brother…if Master wanted me to go, why didn’t he tell me in person?

Chu Xing complained silently in his heart, looked at him suspiciously and said:

"Big Brother, are you sure Master wants me to go?"

Zhao Chunfeng glanced at him lightly and said, "I don't have time."

Chu Xing: “…”

So you just leave this to me?

"If I come across a good seedling... I definitely can't compete with the elders from other branches. Senior Brother, why don't you go?"

Chu Xing could imagine the awkward scene of himself, a young man, standing among a bunch of old men.

Zhao Chunfeng smiled faintly and comforted:

"You don't have to feel pressured. Master's requirements aren't high. As long as he's pleasing to the eye, that's all."

Being able to please the Master is already a very high requirement, okay?

Otherwise, why would she have so many enemies?

Chu Xing curled his lips.

Zhao Chunfeng continued:

"Secondly, the sect will hold its centennial celebration in three months. As per tradition, in addition to various entertainment activities, there will also be a competition for new disciples. Since this nine-yearly disciple-recruiting ceremony happens to be close to the sect celebration, the disciples who joined the sect nine years ago will participate in this new disciple competition."

"Xiao Li is still young and has just broken through to the middle stage of foundation building, so you don't have to participate in this competition. However, your cultivation has reached the perfection of the Golden Core, so you should win glory for our Piaomiao Peak. It should be no problem for you to take first place, right?"

"Big Brother, there's something wrong with you." Chu Xing's expression grew increasingly suspicious. "What do you mean by the glory of Piaomiao Peak? You never care about that."

Zhao Chunfeng felt uncomfortable under Chu Xing's suspicious gaze and coughed lightly.

"Last night, the Sect Master summoned all the sect leaders to discuss preparations for the celebration. Master, probably bored, went along to attend. However, after returning, she came to me angrily and asked me to teach you well over the next few months and ensure that you won first place in this competition."

"Then... Senior Brother, are you free to teach me?"

When asking this question, Chu Xing felt a little uneasy.

Zhao Chunfeng glanced at Feng Ruxue and shook his head.

"I'm going to go home with Ruxue in a few days."

Hearing this, Chu Xing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If the senior brother really has time to teach me, then the fact that I am not very smart will be exposed!

He therefore made it difficult for her to do so:

"Although my cultivation has improved, I have very few means to fight against the enemy. If Senior Brother doesn't teach me more, it will be difficult for me to take the top spot..."

Zhao Chunfeng casually threw him a storage bag and said, "Whatever spell you want to learn, go to the Dharma Hall and buy it yourself."

“The boss is awesome.”

Chu Xing scanned it with his spiritual sense and found that there were actually 100,000 spirit stones inside. He quickly put them away happily.

He actually planned to go to the Dharma Hall to buy a sword technique.

The only sword technique he knew was really hard to describe, and he usually didn't dare to use it easily.

As a result, the 'Jueyun Ancient Sword', which had cost a huge amount of money to renovate, had to be left idle, which made him very helpless.

……

As night falls, a bright moon rises quietly into the sky.

In the quiet room, the flickering candlelight illuminated Murong Hua's serious face.

He was sitting at his desk, flipping through a thick file in his hands, his brow furrowed, as if he was deeply attracted by the contents, or perhaps lost in deep thought.

At this time, the door was gently pushed open and Li Shuangyun walked in.

She was dressed in an elegant green dress and walked lightly. She lowered her brows and presented Murong Hua with a stack of files. "Master, this is the file of the disciples who have committed crimes in the sect in the past two weeks. Please take a look."

"Well, leave it there." Murong Hua nodded lightly.

Li Shuangyun put down the file and saw that he was frowning. After hesitating for a moment, she asked:

"Master, you've been scowling all this time. Are you still worried about the Ten Thousand Years Elixir and the Qilin cub?"

Murong Hua said faintly:

"Alas, it's because your uncle Murong Jian is not here, and I am no match for Qi girl. I can only hold this anger in my heart."

Li Shuangyun hesitated for a moment and said:

"Master... although we can't just go to their door and vent our anger, we can still cause some trouble for Piaomiao Peak."

In fact, she was also upset about this matter.

It was clearly Murong Zhi who caused the disaster, and she was only doing her job.

As a result, the people behind the little girl from Piaomiao Peak made a big deal out of nothing, causing her to be scolded by her master for no reason.

"Oh?" Murong Hua put down the file in his hand, raised his head, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. "Shuangyun, do you have an idea?"

Li Shuangyun said softly:

"Didn't you tell me this morning that preparations for the sect celebration were about to begin? And according to convention, which lineage would host the celebration was decided by a vote of the sect master and the seven lineage masters. However, during the meeting last night, Qi Shunan suddenly got into an argument with several of the lineage masters, so the vote wasn't held."

After a pause, a sly look flashed in her eyes:

"The Piao Miao Peak lineage has very few members, so they'll definitely be overwhelmed if they manage this. If you could talk to a few of the lineage leaders before the next meeting, and then vote for the Piao Miao Peak lineage together, it would save them some trouble."

Murong Hua was moved by what he heard, but soon frowned again, "But... Qi girl has always been unreasonable and unreasonable. I'm afraid that even if we all vote for the Piaomiao Peak lineage, she won't obey."

Li Shuangyun smiled slightly and responded confidently:

"Master, from what I know about her, she has a carefree personality. She may seem unconcerned with small matters, but in reality, she's very concerned about her reputation. You might try to provoke her with some words. Maybe she'll agree on impulse."

Murong Hua's mouth twitched involuntarily, and he thought that maybe she would beat him up in a fit of rage!

However, he couldn't admit defeat in front of his apprentice. "Well, your idea is good. I will consider it."