The mountain gate of Bixia Palace is a stone archway. After years of vicissitudes, it has been quietly covered with light moss marks.
Below the archway, hundreds of girls no more than twenty years old lined up in a long and winding queue, taking qualification tests one by one.
Chen Suhui looked from a distance and saw a temporary formation under the archway, emitting a soft shimmer.
Whenever a girl steps on it, the formation will show all kinds of colorful light and shadow illusions.
There is a long wooden table on the side, and a female cultivator is sitting at the table. She is scrutinizing the girls passing by the archway while writing notes.
Her brows furrowed slightly, looking slightly absent-minded.
Luan Yiqing strode forward, tapped the table, and asked, "Junior sister Gan, how is the situation?"
The female cultivator named Gan shook her head and sighed: "This group of disciples is considered to have the worst qualifications in Bixia Palace in recent years. If there hadn't been a sudden change in the Lingxiao Realm, which caused us to suffer unreasonable disasters, we wouldn't have recruited these people with mediocre qualifications into the sect just to fill in the gaps. There is a vacancy in the labor force."
Hearing this, a mysterious smile appeared on Luan Yiqing's face and said, "I have a surprise for you."
"Surprise? "The female cultivator surnamed Gan had a look of surprise on her face.
Luan Yiqing then turned around, waved to Chen Suhui behind the crowd, and shouted: "Chen Xuan, come here quickly!"
Chen Suhui heard the sound and walked over obediently .
She had her head lowered, her complexion was pale, and her expression was a bit nervous. She perfectly showed the appearance of an ordinary mortal girl who entered the cultivation sect for the first time.
She looked very low-key, barely attracting the slightest attention from the girls lining up around her.
However, the spiritual energy around her surged like a tsunami, causing strong fluctuations and rushing to gather towards where she was.
The female cultivator surnamed Gan looked at her with wide eyes, unable to believe what she was feeling.
The next moment, Chen Suhui walked up to the gate of the archway.
The formation under her feet seemed to be activated, and suddenly burst out with thousands of rays of light, like the first light of dawn, or like the pouring of stars.
For a time, the whole mountain was filled with clouds and glow, like a fairyland.
Everyone around had never seen such a scene before, and they were all dumbfounded, with shock written all over their faces.
Suddenly, a female cultivator dressed in colorful feathers and covered with gauze controlled a flying sword, fell from the sky, and landed steadily in front of Chen Suhui.
"Palace Master!"
Seeing this person, Luan Yiqing and the female cultivator surnamed Gan both bowed and saluted, their attitudes were particularly respectful.
But the woman known as the "Palace Master" had her eyes firmly fixed on Chen Suhui, seemingly not noticing the presence of others at all.
"The body of the fairy..." she murmured.
MakeAs an eighth-level monk, although in her perception, Chen Suhui is indeed a genuine mortal who has never practiced.
But she always felt that a "fairy spirit body" that had never been seen in ten thousand years appeared so close to Bixia Palace when Taishang Haotian was about to be promoted to the ninth realm. And happened to be picked up by Luan Yiqing who was out to recruit disciples. It was not as simple as it seemed.
Is this a blessing for Bixia Palace? Or a disaster?
Chen Suhui buried her head lower, seeming to feel increasingly uncomfortable under the pressure of the palace master.
After a long period of silence, the master of Bixia Palace finally slowly opened his lips, with a calm and dignified voice: "What is your name?"
"Chen Xuan." Chen Suhui whispered softly. He answered, although his voice was as thin as a gnat, it was clearly audible.
"Chen Xuan, from today on, are you willing to follow me and practice the Tao?"
"This disciple must do his best to live up to the expectations of the palace master."
The Palace Master of Bixia Palace inadvertently touched her cheek through the thin veil - under the veil, a ferocious scar was vaguely visible. Even though it had been a long time, it was still intact. Can heal.
Then she stretched out her hand to Chen Suhui: "Come with me."
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Gu Xuhe Several Qingque Sect monks came to the mountain gate of Momen's headquarters, which is also known as "Thousand Machines City".
It stands abruptly on the vast land, completely constructed of exquisite wood craftsmanship and wonderful metal mechanisms, which is breathtaking.
The city gate is majestic, with dense gears and shafts on both sides. As visitors arrive, these mechanical components operate quietly, as if performing a silent welcome ceremony.
They walked slowly along the road paved with precision metal plates, passing through rows of scattered houses and streets.
As they went deeper, the hustle and bustle of the city gradually faded away.
Finally, they came to a magnificent organ hall.
The roof of the main hall towers into the sky, and is made up of countless precision wooden components and metal parts. The doors of the main hall are wide and heavy, with complex and exquisite patterns carved on them.
On both sides of the door, there is a metal puppet several feet high.
They were tall and tall, holding sharp swords, and their eyes glowed red.
Gu Xu quietly inspected this spectacular city of institutions.
The rune formations hidden in the shadows quietly came into his sight, and were immediately transformed by his "wisdom" authority into clear lines, groups of precise data, and groups of data. Detailed drawings...
Suddenly, a slight sound of mechanical operation broke the surrounding tranquility.
Gu Xu and the monks around him looked around and saw a few beautifully carved wooden kites flying from the sky and slowly landing not far away. Several people dressed in ink jumped down from them. door uniformDecorated as an ordinary disciple.
"Are you from the Qingque Sect? Have you brought the supplies you should bring?"
Their tone was very calm. Although they did not deliberately provoke, they showed it naturally. The arrogant aura of the big sect disciples when facing the small sect monks.
"Of course, of course." A monk next to Gu Xu nodded in agreement, hurriedly took off a storage ring from his finger, and handed it over respectfully with both hands.
Among them A Momen disciple stretched out his hand, took the ring, and then released a ray of spiritual consciousness to penetrate into it, inspecting it meticulously, as if he was afraid of missing something.
After three careful inspections. After checking, he finally nodded slowly and said, "You can go back."
At this time, Gu Xu stepped forward and said politely: "I am Meng Zhike, the Supreme Elder of Qingque Sect. , invited by the great master of your sect, I came to "Qianji City" for a few days."
"The Supreme Elder Meng Zhike? Is there such a famous figure in Qingque Sect?" I heard him. Several Momen disciples were a little surprised by these words.
But after a moment, they seemed to suddenly recall some information, their expressions suddenly changed, they quickly bowed to Gu Xu, and said apologetically and sincerely: "It turns out that Elder Meng is here. We have eyes that are blind to gold and jade, and we were negligent in not recognizing Elder Meng immediately. We hope that your distinguished guests will understand.
"I wonder if Elder Meng needs our guidance to accompany you on the tour." "Thousand Machine City"? It just so happens that there is a wonderful puppet dancer performance in Xuanji Fantasy Square today..."
"No need," Gu Xu smiled and shook his head, "No need to bother you, I will Feel free to take a stroll here.
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Dahuang.
Changchun Garden, Imperial Study Room
Gu Xu was dressed in a green shirt, sitting at the desk, holding a brush in his hand, and carefully sketching a complicated and precise machine drawing on the paper.
Xiao Wanjun sat opposite him. , looking at his focused thinking, he was a little lost for a moment.
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