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Chapter 67 Brother and Sister

This is the so-called sect inheritance.

As the foundation of the sect, the sect's qi refining technique has naturally been improved by countless generations of annotations. Therefore, disciples who have inherited the inheritance do not need to spend any effort to understand the meaning of the scriptures, and they will be clear at the moment of preaching the Dharma.

Therefore, the magic of the inherited Qi Refining Technique of the major sects is not necessarily weaker than those top-level Taoist Techniques, but there are many more people who can practice it.

On the one hand, although it is because magical magical magic spells such as Xuanhuang Chongxu Annihilation Gold Sword and Sun, Moon and Star Three Lights Divine Sword are indeed much more demanding, but the lack of experience accumulation of countless generations is also one reason.

After the Taoist Yuanyang preached the Dharma, he said to Chu Chuan: "You can go out and go outside to cut bamboo to build a building." His tone was faint, neither intimate nor alienated.

Chu Chuan didn't feel that his master was dissatisfied with him. His previous attitude towards the Xuanhuang Taoist was the same. It was obviously because of his personality, so he went out very obediently.

After leaving the door, I found a farther place to start cutting bamboo. This place is far away from those bamboo houses, and after cutting it, it will not damage the scenery beside the bamboo house.

Chu Chuan summoned the Starbuck Sword and shook slightly, the Starbuck Sword spit out a faint blue sword light. He felt a little ridiculous and terrified. He thought that if the Starbuck Sword had a spirit, he would definitely feel that he had suffered a grievance and had fallen to the point of becoming a tool for cutting bamboo.

He raised his hand and chopped off the root of a crimson bamboo in front of him, believing that the star-blazing sword was sharp, Chu Chuan did not use much force.

Unexpectedly, a powerful force came from his hand, and the star-blazed sword in his hand was shaken away unstable, and his hand holding the sword was also numb. Looking at the scarlet bamboo, only a shallow scar was revealed.

"Haha, I knew my junior brother was going to be defeated!" A sloppy laughter came from a distance, and then a calm voice said: "Second junior brother, is there anyone like you who is the senior brother?"

When Chu Chuan heard this, he turned around and saw two men and one woman walking towards him.

The young man in the lead looked about the same age as Senior Brother Ouyang Ming. He wore a blue shirt, his face looked like a jade-like man, and his temperament was calm. The young man next to him was much younger, looking at him in his twenties. He was wearing a blue dress and looked handsome. He was smiling and looking at him.

In the end, the man was a girl with three thousand black hairs and shoulders. She wore a green flower-laced dress. She looked beautiful and had a detached temperament. She was really "the people around her were like the moon, and her white wrists were filled with frost and snow."

The young man in blue smiled and said, "Little Junior Brother, how are you? You underestimate this Fei Cang Yuzhu?" He said in a close tone. The young man in blue shirt was interrupted by his teasing: "Little Junior Brother, don't pay attention to him. This is your second senior brother Wei Tianhua, and he usually has no formal appearance. I am your senior brother Song Xiuyuan." He pointed to the girl in the green silk skirt and said to Chu Chuan: "This is your third senior sister Qingluo."

Chu Chuan ignored the Xingbang Sword that fell beside him and naturally saluted the three of them: "I have met the eldest brother, the second brother, and the third sister."

"Young junior brother, don't have to be too polite. We have heard that our master is going to take a new junior brother for us this time. So come and have a look." said the eldest senior brother Song Xiuyuan.

"I finally have a junior brother, and there will be someone who can be bullied by me in the future!" The second senior brother Wei Tianhua seemed very happy.

"Well... I don't have to pay attention to him, he just talks." Song Xiuyuan gave Wei Tianhua a goodbye and asked him to be serious.

The two of them went back and forth like this, and Chu Chuan lost the embarrassment of seeing strangers for the first time and got closer. Although the third senior sister didn't say anything, she kept looking at him with a smile. When she smiled, she showed two dimples on her cheeks, which made people feel very intimate.

The third senior sister Qingluo's voice was clear and soft, and it seemed as if a breeze blew across Xinjian: "Little brother, let's help you build a bamboo house."

Chu Chuan showed a sigh of relief: "That's really great thanks to the eldest brother, the second brother, and the third sister!"

Wei Tianhua waved his hand and said, "You are our junior brother, who are we going to help you?"

"When someone first came, he was rude, and I didn't help me? In the end, I ended up cutting bamboo alone." Song Xiuyuan joked, causing Wei Tianhua to explode.

"Senior Brother, how could you just give me a face when you first saw me?" Wei Tianhua shouted loudly, making senior brother Song Xiuyuan laugh out loud, and the third senior sister Qingluo also covered her mouth and smiled.

After joking, the three of them helped Chu Chuan chop up bamboo. They didn't use spells, and they cut with flying swords like mortals, talking to Chu Chuan while chopping.

There was a "crack" sound in the scorching bamboo forest. The breeze passed through the bamboo forest and moved away with the whispers in the forest. Sometimes a burst of laughter broke out, occasionally mixed with a few loud shouts. You can tell that it was the second senior brother Wei Tianhua.

"My junior brother, do you think this is the way to go?"

"Second Brother, you answered the wrong one, you should answer it like this."

"Oh! Isn't it just a bamboo building? Why is it so troublesome? I only took me one day to build it!"

"Your bamboo building was built in a mess, so of course it took less time. Wasn't it rebuilt later?"

The people who spoke were Wei Tianhua, Chu Chuan and Song Xiuyuan, and Qingluo was just watching their faint smiles from the side.

Soon, it has been three days since Chu Chuan arrived in Xi Kunlun, and his bamboo building was almost built. These days he has been living with his second senior brother Wei Tianhua. Song Xiuyuan and the other two came to help him build a house every day, and at the same time, he carefully followed the big and small things in the sect.

As for Master Yuanyang Taoist, Chu Chuan never saw him again except on the first day. Fortunately, there were three very enthusiastic senior brothers and sisters, Chu Chuan quickly adapted to his current life.

Yesterday he went to see Changsheng. Changsheng’s master and senior brother treated him very well.

"My junior brother, in a few days, the master will take you to the Ancestor Hall. At that time, you will have to go through a small trial, which is similar to your assessment in the Xuanqing Pavilion of Daocang Hall. You must do your best!" Song Xiuyuan said as he chatted.

Chu Chuan was stunned and said with a smile: "Senior Brother, I will do my best!" In fact, he didn't know that Song Xiuyuan said this was a good intention. What Chu Chuan would go through at that time was not a small trial, but a big test related to the transmission of the Dharma.

When the Kunlun personal disciples first entered the school, they would get a chance to enter the ancestor's palace to obtain the Taoist Dharma, but these Taoist Dharmas are not that good. They must go through a test, and the Taoist Dharmas obtained are also determined by the performance in the test.

The tests in the Patriarch's Hall are varied. Over the years, the disciples who entered the Patriarch's Hall are like crucian carp, but the tests they have received are not the same.

The reason why Song Xiuyuan said it was a small trial was that he did not want Chu Chuan to feel too much psychological pressure. Is it better to follow the teachings of the ancestors?

Sure enough, as Song Xiuyuan said, the next day, Taoist Yuanyang led Chu Chuan to Ziwei Peak.

Ziwei Peak is the highest among the nine peaks of Kunlun, it is the important place of Kunlun and the location of the ancestors' hall. Generally speaking, Kunlun disciples are not allowed to enter.

Chu Chuan stood on the sword light of Taoist Yuanyang. The sword light of Taoist Yuanyang was nearly forty feet long, and it looked crimson red. There were pieces of crimson pear petals floating in the flight.

When the Taoist Yuanyang released the flying sword, Chu Chuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that his master was not the Earth Immortal, but the Yuanying Real Person.

Because judging from the power of his master's sword light, although he is much stronger than Senior Brother Zhao Lingyi and Senior Brother Ouyang Ming, he is incomparable to the power of Master Xuanhuang and Master Zixiao's sword light that he saw that day, and is obviously one level worse.

This made Chu Chuan feel surprised. But no matter how surprised he was, he didn't feel like losing, and he wouldn't look down on his master because of this.

Taoist Yuanyang, who was standing in front, was still expressionless and serious and rigid. Chu Chuan also kept silent and said nothing.

On the way, I met many Kunlun disciples who were passing through the nine peaks of Kunlun with sword light. After seeing the sword light of Taoist Yuanyang, whether it was the disciples of Dong Kunlun or West Kunlun, they had to stop, regardless of whether they were sincere or not, and saluted respectfully to Taoist Yuanyang.

The Taoist Yuanyang looked faint, but he nodded slightly. The speed of the sword light under his feet did not slow down, and he whistled all the way.
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