Chapter 1537: Master
In the quiet part of Zhongnan Mountain, there is a place called the Ancient Tomb. In the ancient tomb, there is a group of carefree beautiful women, who are in various postures, which makes the Taoist priests of Zhongnan Mountain yearn for them infinitely.
However, the Taoist priests can only watch from afar when the women come out to practice.
There are opportunities at the beginning and middle of each month.
After Yang Guo got along well with the fourth-generation disciples, the fourth-generation disciples shared this secret with Yang Guo, and went to the back mountain together to watch the women practicing martial arts under the moon.
Although this is immoral, these young Taoist priests who are full of blood don’t care about this.
Under the guidance of his fellow apprentices, Yang Guo came to the observation position belonging to the fourth-generation disciples. It was not the best, because the best position had been occupied by Zhen Zhibing for a long time, and they could only settle for the second best. In fact, everyone knew privately that Zhen Zhibing had a crush on the eldest sister of the Ancient Tomb Sect, Princess Long San, but no one could tell such a thing.
"How many people are there in this Ancient Tomb Sect, and what inheritance?" Yang Guo was very curious.
"There are eight people. Their master is called Queen Luosha, and their disciples are called princesses. Their eldest sister is Princess Long San, who is only 20 years old this year." It seems that this young Taoist priest knows a lot: "They are neighbors in Zhongnan Mountain for decades. Anyway, they lived in the ancient tomb before I went up the mountain. It is said that the ancient tomb was originally a place to store grain to resist the Liao Dynasty, and I don't know how it was occupied by Queen Luosha."
So that's it. After learning about the origin of the Ancient Tomb Sect, Yang Guo was more interested. He didn't know that he was actually from the Ancient Tomb Sect, because the Ancient Tomb Sect was a branch of the Xiaoyao Sect and was an office specially established by Dulan.
The temperament of Princess Long San was very similar to that of Xiaolongnu, both of them were fairy-like and not worldly. Of course, Princess Long San was not the first batch of disciples, she was a new disciple, the latest generation.
When these Futas are over 40 years old, Dulan will give them a chance to be men or women, and those who make a choice will leave the Ancient Tomb Sect. Those who are willing to stay in the ancient tomb to continue teaching the new generation of disciples. Queen Luosha is the Futa who stayed behind from the previous generation to take care of the new disciples.
Here we have to popularize scientific knowledge, and Duran's lecture hall will begin.
Futanari: A person who is born with both male and female organs.
Transvestite: A man pretending to be a woman, with a feminine personality, behavior and demeanor. A higher level than transvestite is drug girl, who suppresses male hormones through drugs and becomes more feminine. The simplest is women's clothing, just wear women's clothing, and the professional ones will wear makeup and wigs, but most women's clothing does not need to have a feminine tendency, and straight men can also wear women's clothing.
From simple to difficult: women's clothing, transvestite, drug girl, transsexuality.
Shemale: That is a group of men who have incomplete transsexuality.
After learning these new knowledge, you can know that human history is indeed a history of constantly breaking through the lower limit. Of course, it does not mean that ancient people were pure and flawless. Ancient people were sometimes more playful than modern people.
Through these knowledge points, you can also know that futanari are natural and not artificially modified. They are born mixed with men and women. Of course, even if the disciples of the Tomb School are born deformed, their faces are still perfect, because they have been using Tianshan's Liushen products since childhood.
Yang Guo, the new doctor, could not see their problem. Under the moonlight, several women came slowly and danced with swords. The swords were whistling and beautiful.
All the disciples were so fascinated that they even forgot to breathe.
Zhen Zhibing, the uncle of the fourth generation of disciples, also quietly hid in his position and watched the third princess of Long.
The most beautiful one among them, her face was like the moon and Chang'e, her eyes were like the ripples of the Milky Way, and her posture was like the graceful clouds of auspicious clouds. In short, she was beautiful beyond measure.
For countless long nights, Zhen Zhibing had no intention of sleeping and could not help missing the moon. However, as the leader of the third generation of disciples and a disciple of Qiu Chuji, he was likely to take over as the head of Quanzhen Sect, so he could not make mistakes.
It's just that missing and admiring are like wine, the more they are brewed, the sweeter they are.
Zhen Zhibing always felt that there was a fire in his heart, which made him uncomfortable and painful. He knew that only the third princess of Long could extinguish his fire. But on the other side, reason and religious rules oppressed his soul and made him uncomfortable.
When the disciples of the Tomb Sect finished their martial arts training, the four generations of disciples left one after another, but Zhen Zhibing still stayed in Yudi with a dazed look in his eyes, twitching his nose as if he wanted to catch all the remaining fragrance, which showed that he had become a pervert to a certain extent.
Yang Guo spent three months in Zhongnan Mountain, and he was relaxed and comfortable, but after a long time, he became bored with the daily work of the Taoist priests. He was a free and easy person and hated these stereotyped things the most.
But being a Taoist priest even stipulated the time for eating and sleeping. Even after three months, Yang Guo couldn't adapt to it. He was often late and left early, and didn't get up late. Yang Guo was a disciple of Zhao Zhijing, who had the best martial arts among the three generations of disciples. Although Zhao Zhijing was good at martial arts, he was narrow-minded and hated people like Yang Guo who didn't obey his rules.
So the relationship between the master and the apprentice was very bad. If it weren't for the fear that Yang Guo would use medicine to play a prank, Zhao Zijing would have sent Yang Guo to do chores.
But even so, Zhao Zhijing didn't teach Yang Guo anything now.
Yang Guo has already started to think about going down the mountain. The reason why he didn't leave before was that he hoped that his senior sister Huang Rong would come to pick him up. Now it seems that he can't count on the senior sister who always follows her husband. No wonder the master doesn't mention her. The senior sister only has her husband in her heart now, so how can she have a master?
"But come to think of it, what master are we?" Yang Guo was puzzled. Since the master has more than one disciple, then there should be a master.
"Xiaoyao Sect!"
Yang Guo muttered to himself without expecting anyone to answer him, and was startled by the sudden voice. But the voice was familiar, and he immediately showed his joy: "Master."
Turning around, wasn't Du Lan standing in the room?
"Have you met your senior sister?" Du Lan asked.
"Yes, Master, do you want me to meet my senior sister before letting me go to Xiangyang?" Yang Guo thought so.
But it wasn't. Du Lan wanted Yang Guo to meet Guo Jing, but if he met Guo Jing, he would definitely meet Huang Rong, so it was almost the same.
"Master, are we the Xiaoyao Sect? It sounds very refreshing." Yang Guo had never heard of it.
"Come with me." Du Lan came out this time to let Yang Guo recognize the branch of the Xiaoyao Sect.
The two came to the outside of the ancient tomb again. Yang Guo was full of doubts. He didn't know what they were doing here. Did the master also like to peek?
Du Lan didn't stop, but came directly to the ancient tomb.
Yang Guo said, "Master, this is the Tomb Sect. I heard that they don't like to communicate with outsiders and live in isolation. We'd better not disturb them."
"We are from the same sect. There is no such thing as disturbing or not disturbing. The Tomb Sect is originally a branch of the Free and Easy Sect." Duran said as he walked into the sect with his head held high.
Knowing that Duran was coming, all the disciples came to greet him.
Yang Guo believed Duran's words. Watching many women pay respect to Duran, he felt that the master was really mysterious and unpredictable, and he would never see enough of his magic.
"He is my new disciple, your junior master."
The women had seen Yang Guo: "Hello, junior master."
Yang Guo's generation suddenly grew up. He was already a junior master at the age of fourteen. However, his attention soon shifted to the three paintings on the wall, which were men and women, but the person in the middle portrait was a woman in men's clothing and makeup, and it was difficult to tell the gender. He didn't know what it meant.