NIP Chapter 131 Flying Star Palace
Chapter 131 Flying Star Palace
Jiuzhong Pavilion, inside the main meeting hall.
Looking at the information in his hand about the disciples passed down by the Supreme Elder of the Flying Star Hall, Mu Feng felt a little excited.
Although only relying on the two information points of age and the fire mark on the forehead, it is not 100% sure of the identity of his sister.
But this is also the moment when Mufeng is closest to the truth in recent years.
In any case, he had to go to the Flying Star Hall to find out.
It's just that there is a problem in front of us now. Sects like the Flying Star Hall all have strict access tokens and ubiquitous inspection formations.
Even if Mu Feng has enough cards, it doesn't mean that he can come and go freely in the Flying Star Hall.
After some discussion, the safest way to enter the sect is to become a disciple of the Flying Star Hall.
So, in the evening when a blizzard was coming, Mu Feng took Jing Shuyun and Wei Yangbing and left the pavilion.
They have to "squat" on the road to go to a certain elder of the Flying Star Hall, and then naturally become the disciple of the other party.
Xu Sheng, Gong Shuiyao and others sit in Jiuzhong Pavilion.
This is the home they built together. When the pavilion master is away, they must protect their home.
For Gong Shuiyao's failure to go to the sect with Mu Feng, Xu Sheng still had a lot of regrets.
It felt like an old father who was looking forward to his daughter's marriage, but suddenly found that his son-in-law ran away with other women.
After Gong Shuiyao saw what he was thinking, she felt a little bit dumbfounded while being ashamed.
She turned her head to comfort Xu Sheng: "Elder Xu, he is very clear about what he wants and what he doesn't want. If he doesn't have that kind of thought, even if I stay by his side all day, it won't help."
Speaking of this, Gong Shuiyao's beautiful eyes turned to the busy Jiuchong Pavilion members in the distance.
"I think it's good now. When he returns from his trip, I will definitely let him see a prosperous and powerful Jiuzhong Pavilion!"
Xu Sheng thought so.
Thinking back to the mountains of resources piled up in the warehouse, he immediately went to practice happily again.
……
Tianji Lingyu, west of Nanzhou.
Flying Star Hall, Nanya Meridian.
Elder Gong Wenbai withdrew from the state of cultivation, stretched out his hand and pressed his eyelids which were twitching inexplicably.
With a flash of his figure, he came outside the cave.
Looking at the falling snowflakes with narrowed eyes, he murmured: "It's snowing, and it's time to recruit new disciples."
Just a few steps away, his eyelids began to pop up again.
Not only did he jump up and down, but the skin below him also trembled.
Gong Wenbai hurriedly destroyed the power of his cultivation to suppress the activity of his face.
What if the elders or disciples passing by saw him and thought he was suffering from some strange disease!
While gliding outside the sect, he muttered in his heart.
Gong Wenbai had an indescribable and ambiguous feeling, as if someone had dug a hole behind his back to plot against him!
"Heh, am I getting less courageous as I get older?"
"Who would plot against an elder in the Faxiang Realm within the sect? Impossible."
In fact, Gong Wenbo was right.
Those who plot against him are outside the sect
……
In a quiet stone pavilion on the mountain road, the three of Mu Feng were waiting quietly.
Snow fell overnight, covering the entire mountain with layers of plain white.
Wei Yangbing, who was pretending to be a book boy, was squatting beside the stone platform, boiling water and making hot tea.
And Jing Shuyun, who also pretended to be a maid, was holding a bamboo tube to collect the clean snow foam, and laying her hands on the sidelines.
Since they wanted to worship under the elders of the Nanya branch of the Flying Star Hall without anyone noticing, they definitely couldn't use their original identities.
Not only the identity has become a scholar and a servant.
Even their respective cultivation bases are deliberately suppressed.
Mu Feng's current cultivation is only in the middle stage of the spiritual sea, while the two 'attendants' have just stepped into the spiritual sea.
If you don't do this, no matter how unreliable the elder who relies on the astronomical phenomena to select his disciples is, it is absolutely impossible to accept the three of them.
Especially Mu Feng.
Taking out the dharma body can blow Shizun's head with one punch, no matter how big-hearted the master is, he can't resist.
Under the double investigation of the power of divine consciousness and mysterious eyes, Mu Feng knew that it would take a while for the elder to pass by.
So, he decided to close his eyes and recuperate.
But at this moment, the teenagers and girls who were making tea at the side started arguing over a trivial matter.
The reason is that Wei Yangbing took Jing Shuyun's melted snow water to brew the fragrant tea given by Gong Shuiyao.
Jing Shuyun immediately exploded, like a puffy lion cub.
It was hard for her to hope that Gong Shuiyao and Mu Feng would be separated, but Wei Yangbing always wanted to mention that person in various ways.
And Wei Yangbing was also particularly wronged.
The outfits of the three of them were all prepared by Gong Shuiyao, if I don't use these, it is useless.
The two of them were blushing and their necks were thick when they were arguing, but Mu Feng's voice suddenly came in a low voice.
"Stop arguing, you two, that elder has already rushed over here!"
Upon hearing this, Wei Yangbing immediately returned to his role.
With a submissive smile on his face, he was refilling tea while discussing a few lines of poetry with his young master.
Not to be outdone, Jing Shuyun immediately spread out a piece of silk cloth, took out the Four Treasures of the Study and began to grind ink.
A sweet voice echoed in the empty mountains and forests: "My lord, this snow scene is so beautiful, do you want to write a poem?"
Wei Yangbing: "???"
Mu Feng: "..."
God damn poetry!Girl, don't add drama to the team forcibly!
The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.
Fortunately, at this time, Gong Wenbai's figure appeared on the mountain road.
He was wearing a green shirt and walked with his hands behind his back. He obviously walked extremely slowly, but every time he took a step, he would move a considerable distance.
Coupled with his long beard touching his chest, he looks quite fairy-like.
Earlier, when Gong Wenbo was flying in the air, he sensed the fluctuation of vitality in the stone pavilion.
After a little exploration, his pupils immediately lit up.
"What? Three Spirit Sea Realm! Isn't this the good disciple the heavens bestowed on me!"
"This time, let's see who dares to say that I don't care about accepting disciples!"
With this thought, Gong Wenbai immediately swooped down, like a goshawk that has been hungry for several days, and found three pure and deceitful little white rabbits.
In order not to make himself look so urgent, he performed the teleportation technique on the mountain path.
Youyou stepped into the stone pavilion, as expected, the young master with the best aptitude among the three showed surprise, and even stood up and made a bow.
"Yang Bing, quickly give this old gentleman more tea!"
Gong Wenbai stroked his long beard, and looked at Mu Feng with a kind expression: "This old man's surname is Gong, and he is an elder from the Nanya branch of the Flying Star Palace."
After the words fell, the three of Mu Feng immediately gave warm praise and praise.
After laying the groundwork for a few more words, Gong Wenbai introduced the special way of recruiting disciples in the Flying Star Hall, and directly stated his habit of routinely recruiting disciples on snowy days.
Things are going very well.
But Mu Feng did not agree.
After all, if you are acting, you still have to do a full set.
The promise was too straightforward, some of which were not suitable for my current personality.
Just as they were about to engage in a wave of tug-of-war back and forth, there was a sudden sound of urgency in the midair.
"Elder Gong! It's great to meet you here. Elder Hong's acceptance of disciples was intercepted by barbarians from the Ji Lei Sect. Hurry up and follow me to help!"