Chapter 950: Golden Immortal Gate

Chapter 950: Golden Immortal Gate

"Brother, how long will it take for us to reach Piaomiao Peak?"

Among the rolling mountains, a group of eight people were shuttling through the snow.

Although it is winter now, this mountain range is already covered with snow.

These eight people were all dressed in simple long robes, only wrapped in a cloak, not even cotton clothes, as if they were not afraid of the cold at all.

The leader was a tall, fair man with a goatee.

He is heroic, with a sword behind his back, walking in the front.

The one who spoke was a girl, one of the only two girls among the eight people, who looked a few years older than the other, with delicate features and beautiful features. She frowned and was asking the leader.

Behind the woman, there are six people, five men and one woman. The girl is lively and cute, with two pigtails. She looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she is a cute loli. Those big black eyes were full of spirituality, and when they turned around occasionally, they seemed to have thousands of ideas.

The other five people were of different shapes and colors, but they were undoubtedly carrying swords and following behind the man with the goatee.

"We should climb over two more mountains and we will be there."

The leader said, "It's snowing heavily. If Brother Wei hadn't been to Piaomiao Peak once, I really don't know where to go."

"Master, this disciple is thirsty..."

The youngest female disciple wiped her mouth and said.

"Junior Sister, drink water."

A simple-faced disciple who looked to be in his thirties took out a water bag from his bosom and handed it to the younger junior sister.

"Thank you big brother."

The little junior sister smiled sweetly, like a flower blooming.

The elder brother stroked the back of his head and giggled twice.

"Weilong, you shouldn't be so spoiled with Ya'er."

The goatee seemed to be their master. He stroked the beard and reprimanded, "For those who practice, absorbing the vitality of the world is the right way. If you can't even bear this hunger and thirst, how can you stick to this path of penance?" .”

"Master taught me..."

The elder brother quickly bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"Ya'er is still young."

The younger sister with the goatee quickly persuaded, "If you don't have enough cultivation, you will naturally be thirsty."

"Master, I'm really thirsty... I've endured it for a long time..."

The junior sister also wiped her moist mouth, and returned the water bag to the senior brother, "Thank you, senior brother."

"Hey, if you don't know how to improve, when will our Golden Immortal Sect be able to rise up?"

Goatee couldn't help shaking his head.

"Brother, you are always thinking about the recovery of the sect all day long. I am afraid that one day, your cultivation will be difficult to improve."

The sister couldn't help but said.

"So what should it be?"

Goatee looked at his sister helplessly, "You are not in charge of the family, and you don't know the difficulties of being in charge. As a teacher and the head of the Jinxianmen, since inheriting the mantle, I have been thinking hard every day and night, and I am deeply hurt by the development of the school. Brain. You guys, I still hope to be more competitive. Feng Lan, you are the third child, and your talent is the best. As a teacher, I hope you can make more progress. I am afraid that the recovery of the sect will not be realized as a teacher. , only depends on you. And Weilong, as a senior brother, although you are not talented enough, you have the responsibility to educate your juniors and sisters well."

"Understood, Master."

"Master, don't worry."

Senior Brother and Third Senior Brother responded at the same time.

"Master, there is no way for you to be so afraid."

A short man standing next to the elder brother said, "Isn't Piaomiao Peak a widely accepted sect, why is Master..."

"Stop that."

The goatee scolded, and looked at the short man sternly, "Wang Lei, you are the second child, and you also have the responsibility of educating the younger brothers and younger sisters. As a teacher, I don't want to hear such words from you again."

"Yes, Master, this disciple knows his mistake."

The short man lowered his head and said nothing more.

"Okay, okay, let's hurry up and leave. Stay for a while, I'm afraid it's going to be dark."

The younger sister was worried that her brother would lose his temper, so she quickly changed the subject.

"Yes, let's continue on our way."

"Junior Junior Sister, your cultivation is the worst. If you are tired, Senior Brother will carry you."

Big brother Li Weilong looked at the cute little junior sister and said.

"I don't want it! Senior brother is so stupid, what if I fall down?"

Junior sister Meiya rolled her eyes, shaking her two braids and said, "If you want to recite it, I also want Third Brother to recite it."

"Hehe, hehe...that's true..."

Li Weilong touched the back of his head in embarrassment and said.

"Long legs and walk by yourself."

Who knew that the third senior brother, Qiu Fenglan, left a sentence coldly, and followed behind the master, ignoring the coquettish little junior sister, Meiya.

Junior sister Meiya pouted and muttered that she didn't know something, so she had no choice but to walk behind the master.

"It deserves it, it must have been pouted."

The fourth junior brother He Zhenyu next to the younger junior sister is not very old. He has just entered the school not long ago, and he is always taken care of by the senior brother on weekdays. He has the best relationship with the senior brother.

At this moment, when he saw that the junior sister who had pouted the senior brother was dug up, he couldn't help but folded his arms and sarcastically said.

"Fuck you, bastard!"

The little junior sister flicked her braids and stared at He Zhenyu.

"be quiet!"

The head of the Golden Immortal Sect, Bai Zheng, is worried about the future of the sect. At this moment, the two youngest disciples were arguing behind him, and he couldn't help but scold him.

"yes……"

The two disciples bowed their heads together, not daring to speak.

"Hey, Master, there seems to be someone over there."

The eldest disciple Li Weilong was quite embarrassed, he stroked the back of his head, and looked around for a while.

Suddenly, he pointed to a piece of snow in the distance and said.

"oh?"

Bai Zheng couldn't help but stop, turned his head and glanced, "Is there only one person?"

He took a closer look, indeed, in the distance, there was a man in a black robe, with a long sword, walking towards this side step by step.

"Could it be a casual cultivator?"

Looking at the other person's attire, he should be a cultivator.

"Master, do you want to talk to me?"

Li Weilong asked.

"Whatever he does, let's do what we want, and we can't miss the invitation time."

Sister Bai Ye said.

"otherwise."

But Bai Zheng waved his hand, "How can a cultivator be so rude. Besides, to see if that person is coming to us, I'd better ask him what he does."

"Yeah, maybe he needs our help."

Li Weilong is a real person, and he nodded in agreement with Master's opinion.

What Bai Zheng likes most is Li Weilong's kind and honest temperament, but it's a pity that his talent for cultivation is much worse. Hearing this, I was a little happy, but couldn't help but sighed again.

While the man was speaking, he had already stepped on the snow and arrived in front of everyone.

The beard on this man's face was messy, and he couldn't see the specific appearance clearly. Only a pair of eyes are exposed, but they are also a little lazy.

He was wearing a black robe and a black ring on his right hand, which seemed to be something extraordinary.

And on his waist, there is also a white sword, it seems that this grade is not too low.

Bai Ye couldn't help frowning, because people in this practice usually carry their own swords on their backs to show respect. The person who straddles the sword obliquely is usually very lazy, which makes people feel bored.

Especially since this person doesn't even know how to shave his beard, it's even more annoying.

However, Bai Zheng didn't pay much attention to it. He just watched this man walk like a tiger, and when he got in front of him, he immediately put his right index finger and middle finger together and made a bow in front of him.

"This seat is Bai Zheng, the master of the Jinxianmen. I don't know the name of the Taoist friend, who is his teacher?"

"Master Bai is right."

The man's voice was also a little hoarse, "My name is Qin Twelve, and I am a casual cultivator. My master's Taoist name is Xiaoyaozi, so I have no family or sect."

"It turned out to be Master Qin."

Hearing that the other party has no family or sect, Bai Ye looked at him even more contemptuously.

Bai Zheng was still so polite, "I don't know why Qin Zhenren found us?"

"Is such that."

Qin Twelve took out a paper crane, "My teacher has always been good with Master Zhulong from Piaomiao Peak, and they have a lot of connections. Recently, Master Zhulong from Piaomiao Peak was overjoyed and sent an invitation letter, hoping that my teacher can come. Go. It's a pity that my master had already left on a crane a few days ago. As a disciple, I went to Piaomiao Peak to congratulate my master. It's a pity that I have never been to Piaomiao Peak, and I have been lost on this snow mountain for a long time."

"Hey, what a coincidence!"

The eldest disciple Li Weilong laughed immediately, "Our group is also going to Piaomiao Peak, so why don't we take you with us?"

Bai Zheng nodded, "That's right, that's exactly what I want as a teacher."

"elder brother……"

Bai Ye didn't want to add a burden, but just as she was about to say something, Bai Zheng waved her hand and said, "People who practice are all fellow Taoists. Master Qin is in trouble, and we should help. Besides, bring Zhenren Qin, there is no trouble at all. Zhenren Qin, if you don't think we are too noisy, you can go with us, how about it?"

"Why do you think there are too many of you? You don't think I'm a mountain person. Thank you so much, Master Bai!"

Qin Twelve was overjoyed, and bowed down to make a big gift.

"Master Qin is too polite."

Bai Zheng hurriedly helped Qin Twelve up, and said with a smile, "Master Qin, it's getting dark tonight, why don't we hurry on our way now."

"Okay, okay, it all depends on the arrangement of the master of the white gate."

This Qin Twelve joined Jinxianmen and his party.

Bai Ye seemed to think that Qin Twelve had a plague, and walked far ahead, hiding far away.

Bai Zheng looked at his sister and shook his head.

"Renren Qin, let me introduce you. These few are bad disciples... the eldest apprentice Li Weilong, the second apprentice Wang Lei, the third apprentice Qiu Fenglan, the fourth apprentice He Zhenyu, and the most incompetent little apprentice Meiya."

When the little junior sister heard this, she made a face at the master.

"Hello, hello, hello."

Qin Twelve greeted each other with this, and everyone was very enthusiastic, only Qiu Fenglan snorted and continued on his way.

"That one is my sister, Bai Ye."

Bai Zheng knew the temper of his three apprentices, so he didn't reprimand him too much, he just continued to introduce.

"Fairy Bai has quite a personality."

"It made Master Qin laugh."

Bai Zheng was a little embarrassed.

"No problem, no problem."

Qin Twelve smiled, "I am a man from the mountains, and I should be despised by others."

He secretly said in his heart, this is the only way to prove that I am pretending not to be.

This Qin Twelve was transformed by the Qin Dynasty.

In order to conceal his appearance, he deliberately used his vitality to grow a large beard, which was unshaven and covered most of his face.

The purpose is to sneak into Piao Miao Peak without anyone noticing.

"Renren Qin, I see you are carrying a sword. I don't know what kind of spell you have learned?"

Although Bai Zheng was warm and hospitable, he still had the vigilance he should have. He patted Qin Chao's arm and asked a question intentionally or unintentionally.

"I'm a sword repairer."

Qin Chao said hastily, "The one who cultivates is the kung fu on this sword. As for the mental method, it is really inconvenient for me to reveal..."

"It's okay, I'm just curious."

"Hey, my superficial kung fu is not worth mentioning at all. My master's swordsmanship is superb, but it's a pity that my aptitude is dull, and I have learned less than 30% of it. I am ashamed of my master."

"Really Qin is too modest."

Bai Zheng smiled. In fact, the moment he patted Qin Twelve's arm just now, he could see that this Qin Twelve had a supernatural power level. In the world of comprehension, this is not low at his age.