Chapter 1 (2/2)

The same trace of murderous eyes can also bring him death. It was by recognizing these eyes that he survived. It's just that this time I was brought into the pit by the right eye.

He deliberately bumped into the crowded bazaar and dodged a large number of business assistants. Finally, he bumped into a fat man. The man, with a smile and a hand, caught the two men.

When gou pig looked up, his heart was half cold, and his foreboding really came true. The fat man who caught them was the middle-aged fairy with a wisp of goatee. Is he really going to have a hard time with himself?

”This gentleman, did you recognize the wrong person?” Gouzhu pretended to be calm and thought about how to get rid of it.

There was a trace of ferocity in this man's eyes, but only for a moment. It's not difficult for him to take the two men up the mountain, but it's also very troublesome for him if they yell and they don't cooperate. As soon as he turned his eyes, he immediately showed a kind look:

”he didn't admit his mistake. I told you the truth. In fact, I'm a Taoist from Cuiyu palace. You two are pretty good. I'm going to take you two as disciples

It's enough to deceive the right eye, but after spending more than ten years in Qingshi street, Gouzhu certainly doesn't believe there will be such a good thing.

Not to mention the Qingshi street, there are more than ten cities, large and small, in Jinzhou. Every year, not one million or hundreds of thousands of people come to the foot of Cuiyu palace to have a bone test, but the palace recruits thousands of disciples every year. It's good to get one in a hundred.

However, there are quite a few of the noble children from all over the country who enter the Cuiyu palace every year. That's because of the money, of course.

They're two thugs. They're not good at anything. Where do they come from?

Gouzhu's eyes are full of smiles, but he still can't hide his evil spirit. He can't pay attention to his eyes. However, Gou Zhu has already decided that his mind is not in accepting disciples.

But he had no choice. The fat fairy's hand was holding his wrist, and his thumb seemed to be gently resting on his pulse. In fact, it was as hard as iron. He struggled a little, and his thumb was like a pair of pliers. He had to give up the struggle and run with the fat fairy.

There are long stone steps at the end of Qingshi street, which leads to Cuiyang hall on the hillside. The temple above worships the statues of Sanqing and Siyu of Xuanmen, but this is just a place to burn incense and pray for gods for ordinary people.

Further up, it is the real jade palace, hidden in the dense forest in the mountains. Standing on the hillside, ordinary people can only see a green mountain forest, and the mist around it. All the roads up the mountain are guarded by the disciples of Cuiyu palace. You can't pass without a token.

The two immortals are not mixed up on the road of Chen Xianren. He is straight up the steep cliff, like an arrow from the string, through the low shrubs and vines on the cliff. He could have flown through the wind to the summit. But Cuiyu palace in order to prevent attacks from outsiders, a hundred miles away from flying.

Chen Xuanfang, as one of the 88 zhenzhuan disciples, abides by the rules is not so important. But the sky of Cuiyu palace is full of all kinds of restrictions to prevent flying, so he may not be able to retreat if he breaks in with his ability.

Chen Xuanfang's big event in the evening just needs two lives. He had planned to find two outside disciples who were doing chores.

At noon, he passed Qingshi street and met these two thugs. He suddenly changed his mind.

This sneaky little gangster on the bluestone street is like a rat in a ditch. The two mice disappeared, and no one in the world would ask about it.

If you were two outside disciples, things would be small and big. If someone deliberately digs a hole to look for a snake, there will be some trouble.

How could Gou Zhu know this? He could only feel his right hand being pulled so hard that his feet were in the air. He himself was racing up the cliff. This arm is almost broken. The fat man didn't stop until he hung on the top of the door. His arm finally relaxed.

Although Gouzhu and Xiangyan grew up in Qingshi street, they only reached the Shangfang palace. As for the top of the suspended door, I dare not come up.

Cuiyu peak is a main peak, up to thousands of feet. There are more than ten seat sub peaks, large and small, each with a name. The top of the hanging gate is one of them. It is named after a huge stone gate on the top of the hall where Pilgrims burn incense.

The door was green gray, ten feet high, and imposing. In the middle of the stone gate, there is a blue light shining like the rippling water. Obviously, there is a strong prohibition, guarding the entrance of Cuiyu palace.

The undulating peaks are like a group of fairies in green, surrounded by the jade peak in the center.

At first glance, there was a thick green on Cuiyu peak, thinking that it was all vegetation.

But a closer look, the green forest, actually composed of a lot of palace, layer by layer, the mountain peaks, on the pile up.

The whole Cuiyu peak is like a green pagoda. The crystal waterfall flows down and sets off a water mist that looks like white gauze. The sun shines on it, showing a rainbow of five colors.The sky and the earth are light, and there is no sense of heat. It is a fairyland on earth.

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