"The master is inside and will come out soon!" The fucking * smiled and replied softly.

The woman in pink nodded slightly and stood respectfully with the little girl.

There were dozens of men of age standing behind the two and a half-old men. A tall and thin man gently pushed the other person in front and asked whispered: "Senior brother, who are those two girls? Why do you stand in the same row with the master?"

"Speak quietly, don't talk nonsense. That's the disciple of the sect leader, who is the same seniority as our master!"

"ah!……"

"Squeak!" The bamboo door was staring at everyone, and an old lady walked out with the help of two damn goodbye. However, there were a pair of very bright eyes on her face, and a big bean on the upper eyelid of her right eye, which was very conspicuous.

If Zhang Zhifeng was here, he would have been very surprised. Isn’t this the weird old lady in Monkey King Mountain? It’s just that he has never opened his eyes in Monkey King Mountain!

Ghost Mountain is 100,000 miles away from Monkey King Mountain, but in just one day, the old lady arrived at Ghost Mountain from Monkey King Mountain! Almost no one can do this! I don’t know how she came from.

"Meet the master!"

A dozen fucking *, two half-old men stepped forward together and bowed! The pink woman and the little girl also came forward to salute at the same time.

"See the master!"

The young woman and the young man were following the salute.

"Well! You're all standing up straight!" The old lady's voice was clear, "Today, eight more good-qualified disciples were collected from the sect. You guys will choose the disciples they want to accept later!"

"Yes!" the two half-old men answered in unison. However, the two half-old men did not answer, because all male disciples were taught together by the two of them.

"I want to announce something today!" The old lady paused, "I want to accept another personal disciple!"

After saying that, he said to the back: "Ruoxi!"

A young woman behind the door, dressed in white, had a graceful figure and a plump figure, walking gracefully, but her beautiful cheeks were cold as ice. She stood beside the old woman, and said in a cold voice: "Master." Then she stopped talking.

The old lady looked at the disciples beside her with some kindness, nodded slightly, and said, "Ruoxi, these are your senior brothers and sisters!"

Ruoxi, a woman in white, nodded slightly to the front, smiled invisibly, and then returned to her cold and frosty appearance again.

The little girl Xiaoman pulled the sleeves of the woman in pink and whispered: "Senior sister, this is this sister, so fierce! Xiaoman goes to her..."

"Xiao Man!" The old lady suddenly spoke. The little girl was shocked. Seeing that the master was looking at her, she immediately stopped and stood still.

The old lady looked at the little girl, couldn't help but smile, then turned her gaze to the woman in pink, and said, "Lu'er, this is the apprentice that the master just accepted, and she will be your junior sister in the future!"

The woman in pink replied in her heavenly voice: "Yes, Master!" She turned her head and looked at the woman in white, and smiled, "Junior sister!"

Ruoxi, a woman in white, looked at the woman who was younger than her. For some reason, she felt a very fresh breath from her body, and she unconsciously felt good. She nodded slightly, and a smile appeared on her cold and frosty face.

"Xiao Man!" the old lady thought for a while and said, "Just call her sister!"

Xiaoman pouted and muttered to herself: "Why can't you call me junior sister?"

"Okay, that's it, let's all parted!" The old lady waved her hand and asked everyone to part.

"Come with me!" This sentence is said to several parents and children.

The woman in white, the woman in pink and the little girl followed the old lady into the door. The two fucking * who helped the old lady out were also ordered to train the disciples.

The four of them came to the house and the old lady sat on a large wooden chair in the middle.

Xiaoman jumped to a small bamboo stool next to her and sat down. The old lady glanced at her but said nothing, so she asked the other two to sit down. Then she spoke slowly.

"Lu'er, you have been in the mountains for more than nine years. The Sword Intention Heart Sutra has reached the seventh level. It is difficult for anyone below the first-class master to hurt you. You can't stay in the valley for the rest of your life. In a year, you can go out of the valley to practice!"

The woman in pink stood up and bowed, and the sound of Libi sang clear: "Don't worry, master, apprentice understand!"

"I want to go out with my senior sister, too!" Xiaoman said immediately.

The old lady looked at her sternly: "No, if you don't practice the exercises well, can you get out of the valley with that little skill now?"

Xiaoman shrank his neck so much that he didn't dare to say more, and his little mouth was pouting high.

"You will introduce each other, and you will be the closest sisters from now on."

The woman in pink nodded and said to the woman in white: "My name is Jinglu, I am fifteen years old."

The little girl rushed to say, "My name is Xiaoman, I am ten years old this year."

The woman in white couldn't help but smile and introduced herself in the way of two: "My name is Zhang Ruoxi, I am seventeen years old this year. Hello, two senior sisters!"

Xiaoman giggled, as if it was a happy thing to have a junior sister!

"You take Ruoxi to the valley for a walk! Ruoxi, you come here early tomorrow morning, and my body will officially pass on your practice method!"

"Yes!" The three of them quit.

The old lady picked up the cup on the table and drank it gently, and smiled and said to herself: "It's really good. Without any practice, the meridians in her body are fully open. She is born with the ability of a second-class master. What a good seedling!"

The scenery in the valley was beautiful, and the three of them walked among them. Two beautiful beauties and a first-class cute little girl were attracted by the eyes of the male and female disciples along the way.

"Look, look, the fairy in the sect is out, and there is also a little saint!"

"Who is the fairy in white next to me?"

"I heard from the senior brother that they attended the inner meeting this morning, and the sect leader accepted another beautiful personal disciple. It should be this one!"

"So beautiful!"

"It's a pity that we haven't reached the third-class expert yet, and we don't even have the qualifications to participate in the sect meeting!"

"Hehe, I have made some breakthrough recently and I should be able to reach the third-class expert soon!"

Others looked respectful!

Zhang Ruoxi was fluttering in white clothes and walked with the two people beside her. The frost on her face had already melted, and the three of them were talking and laughing.

Jinglu looked at the newly recognized junior sister beside her. Although the other party had tried her best to act relaxed, she was still careful and still had the unshakable sorrow in the junior sister's eyes.

Xiaoman jumped and showed the child's happiness. Her little feet gently lit the tip of the grass on the ground, and it actually floated like this, and the grass didn't even bend much.

How could it be ordinary if the old lady who can accept the famous Suxin Sword Sect as her personal disciple?

"Jinglu, you have been in this valley for nine years. Didn't you have arrived in the mountains at the age of six?" Zhang Ruoxi was not used to calling her senior sister. Anyway, she was about the same age, so she simply called her name.

Jinglu shook her head, and a faint confusion appeared on her beautiful face: "I have been in the valley since I can remember, and I don't know anything else!"

Xiaoman snorted: "Senior sister's parents are elders in the past sect!"

"Ruoxi, why are you attracted by your master?" Jing Lu changed the topic.

Zhang Ruoxi was slightly stunned, a trace of sadness flashed deep in her eyes, and it disappeared quickly. Jinglu didn't even notice it, but she was extremely careful and found that Zhang Ruoxi was suffering now.

Without letting sadness affect my mood, Zhang Ruoxi quickly suppressed the painful memory in his heart and smiled and said, "I met the master on the road. When the master saw that I was still talented, he accepted me as his disciple!"

Seeing that she seemed unwilling to say more, Jinglu stopped asking more and instead introduced her to the beautiful scenery in the mountains.

A day and night passed by, and it was already the second morning. Zhang Ruoxi came to the old lady's house early and waited quietly in the hall.

"Yes, it's coming very early!" The old lady's voice suddenly came from behind, which scared Zhang Ruoxi.

He immediately turned his head and bowed, "Master!"

The old lady walked directly to the chair and sat down, then said: "If you want to learn kung fu well, you have to take the initiative and work hard on your own. You have a good talent. The martial arts of my Suxin Sword Sect are also one of the best martial arts in the world. But no matter how good the martial arts are, they cannot help you reach a very high level. All true masters have achieved their own hard work!"

Zhang Ruoxi listened carefully, remembering the master's teachings.

"Okay, I'll teach you the martial arts first!" As he said that, he reached out and pressed on Zhang Ruoxi's head, "Peace the mind and remember the martial arts change course!"

Zhang Ruoxi said softly, "Yeah".

A powerful energy rushed into her body, running a strange route, driving the original skills in her body, transforming and strengthening!

"You already have the skills of a second-class master in your body. Now you can help you refine all the sword intent skills of the Sword Intention Heart Sutra! You can almost directly reach the fifth level of the Sword Intention Heart Sutra!"

"Master, can you retain some of my own skills? Just a little bit!"

The old lady was puzzled. She didn't know why this apprentice was born with such skills, nor did she understand why she had to keep some of this skills. The old lady was arrogant by nature and didn't ask more questions.

"Stay a little bit, just leave it, it's very simple!"

After a while, the old lady finished her work and let Zhang Ruoxi practice by herself!

At the same time, the voice was transmitted to Zhang Ruoxi: "You practice yourself, the master leads you in, and practice depends on your own! Your future cultivation will depend on your own efforts! I will teach you Suxin Sword Technique when your cultivation is stable!"

Zhang Ruoxi was very surprised. Cultivators generally cannot communicate with the outside world during their practice, and they cannot bear the slightest influence. Unexpectedly, the master could actually send a message to himself during his practice! I really don’t know how high the master’s cultivation is!

"The master should be a first-class or first-class second-class master!"

The Suxin Sword Sect quickly calmed down again, the difference is that the male disciples have another object of admiration!
Chapter completed!