Gu Sheng didn't expect that he would think of this matter and laughed silently: "If I were Master Wude, I would be angry to death sooner or later!" Zhu Wuzhao was very interested in this matter: "Hey, let me tell me what happened, wait, let me guess that it must be the master who was disrespectful to the old man, and took the initiative to seduce others, and then abandoned him..." Gu Sheng couldn't listen to his body, so who said that he was his master like this? He slapped Zhu Wuzhao on the back of the head: "It's not that! Master Wuxi is uncle." "What, that old guy can still..." Gu Sheng didn't dare to let him continue, so he quickly covered his sinful mouth and said clearly: "Mr. Gu Wuxi is going to accept his disciples."

"Aren't you kidding me?" "Of course not." Gu Sheng told him everything. Zhu Wuzhao looked at Gu Sheng with confusion: "Oh my God, this mountain is so wonderful. There is actually a daughter of the eldest daughter of the demon beast clan!" Gu Sheng said to himself: If you know that there is a first person with a demon who has grown flesh on the mountain, would you feel it more exciting? Weiming or thought to him: If Xiaozhu knew that there was a disciple who practiced magic skills on the mountain but saved the entire Yanyu Peak, would you feel it even more exciting?

Unlike ordinary people, if a hypocritical person heard that a famous sect actually accepted a monster as a disciple, he would probably shake his head and sigh that the world had fallen, and the famous sect was also the turn of a monster. But Zhu Wuzhao was completely different, and he only thought this matter: fun!

However, then the disciples of the head master visited the insiders of the matter in turn, and told them very tactfully that Longhu's identity should be kept secret, otherwise the rules would be handled. Although the tone was tactful, the rules were set very strict. While Gu Sheng and Zhu Wuzhao were chatting, Wei Feng, the sixth disciple of the head sect, came to convey the order. After sending Wei Feng and Zhu Wuzhao away, Gu Sheng and Zhu Wuzhao looked at each other. Gu Sheng was puzzled: "Even if we don't say it, how can she cover up her demonic aura?"

"Who said I was full of demonic energy?" Longhu smiled playfully and walked in from outside. Gu Sheng looked closely and found that the thick demonic energy that was still circling around his body before he went to see Master Jiuxian, disappeared! Gu Sheng suddenly realized: "It must be that Uncle Master gave you magic weapon to cover up the demonic energy!" Longhu Yingying smiled: "You guessed it, but this is the secret between me and my master, you juniors don't need to know..." Gu Sheng's chest was blocked, he was a little unhappy, and closed his mouth and stopped talking - this time he found some unhappiness for himself, went down the mountain and brought him a master aunt back. He felt so awkward.

Seeing this, Longhu hurriedly apologized with a smile: "Okay, my great benefactor, I will never regard myself as an elder except in front of my elders?" Gu Sheng snorted in a depressed voice, and said in his heart: After all, I was the first person in the devil's way back then. Everyone should regard themselves as younger generations when they see it. Today is, two people of their own peers must respect them as elders.

Zhu Wuzhao is worthy of the nickname of the little pig given to him by Gu Sheng. When he saw the stunning dragon fox, he once again showed his unique skill of "water drops through the stone". Gu Sheng turned his head and the ground was already wet! "Cough!" Gu Sheng frowned and coughed, wanting to remind Zhu Wuzhao, Zhu Wuzhao woke up and rushed to the dragon fox like lightning, and said kindly: "Junior sister..." Gu Sheng almost vomited out, and he pulled Zhu Wuzhao to push him out of the door, shouting loudly: "Little pig is gone!" Yin Ying's door and window opposite opened with a clang: "I'm suffocating to death..."

Gu Sheng smiled at Zhu Wuzhao and locked him outside the door without hesitation.

"Has Gu Wuxi really accepted you as his disciple?" Gu Sheng asked Longhu. Longhu didn't notice that Gu Sheng did not respectfully call Gu Wuxi the uncle this time. "Of course, the other disciples of the master have been exhausted in previous battles of good and evil. Now there is only one disciple left." Gu Sheng certainly knew that there were several battles of good and evil, and he was still the master behind the scenes. That was all the past. Thinking about it now, it was just the so-called "unbearable to look back"!

The disciples of Yanyu Peak began to prepare for the party of the heads of the twelve sects in the evening. Because Gu Sheng was Jiuyin's favorite little disciple, he did not arrange these rough tasks, but Weiming became the main force of labor. Anyway, Weiming was used to it and had no complaints. Compared with his previous life, he was already very satisfied with the current treatment. He wiped the floor, moved tables and chairs, and carried water. These heaviest and most tiring jobs were all unknown. Other disciples waited for Weiming to set up the tables and chairs, and then dozens of people set up twelve tea sets.

The bell for evening class rang, and all arrangements were over. The heads of the twelve major sects sat down one by one. The disciples of the Wei generation retreated, and only the nine generations were qualified to listen. The gatherings in the cultivation world were not like the secular world that had to go through the procedures one by one. They were very simple. The reason why they summoned all their disciples was to express respect to these leaders.

Gu Sheng also retreated with the disciples. On the way, he saw Weiming sweating profusely, and his face changed: "Did they bully you again?" Weiming grabbed him and shook his head: "What's this? We haven't done it before, it's okay." Gu Sheng looked at him and stopped saying anything.

Weiming said goodbye to Gu Sheng, and he quietly came to the back mountain. The big rock was still hanging on the cliff. Weiming lowered his head and walked over. Before he could reach the stone, the sharp voice appeared: "Little Taoist, you are back!" There was a little unaware of longing in his words. Weiming said: "Well, I went to Wan Yao Mountain." "Little Taoist, do you want to learn the Infinite Heart Sutra?" Weiming felt aroused in his heart: "Would you like to teach me?" The voice sighed: "Oh-I don't expect to escape. I will pass on your Infinite Heart Sutra, and you will find that person for me." His tone was filled with desolation. After experiencing disappointment again, he seemed to have seen everything away.

Weiming nodded quickly and expressed joy: "Okay, I will definitely help you find him!"

In the Sanqing Temple, the gathering of the heads of the twelve sects of the righteous path has not ended yet. The huge shadow of the magic script covers the entire righteous path, and no one will forget the previous terrifying experiences. Although people don’t want to remember those experiences, they are even more unforgettable. The lights in the Sanqing Temple fall on the stone slabs outside through the windows, and they are bright and dark. There are crescent moons in the sky, and in the cold moonlight, the entire Smoky Peak seems to be calm.

Gu Sheng waited until very late, and Master Jiuyin didn't come back. The disciples under the sect were actually not sleeping, and the lights in the room were still on. Jiuyin's footsteps just sounded at the door of the Hidden Sword Academy. All the doors were opened, and a group of disciples rushed out. The eldest brother Weifang was the first to go up: "Master, how are you doing? What's the result?" Jiuyin waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about it when you go in."

Jiuyin's hut was not big, and the disciples rushed in, but they were a little squeezed. Jiuyin looked around all the disciples and felt a deep pain in his heart: "The people here today are all my good disciples. For each of you, the master's love is equal. After this incident, I'm afraid many of you will never see it anymore, and it may be that you can't see the master..."

"Master!" The disciples knelt on the ground and cried in pain. Jiuyin hurriedly said, "Get up quickly!" Wei Fang stood up with everyone. Jiuyin said with a heavy tone: "You are still of low generation, and most of you are not sure what the consequences will be if the magic book appears in the world. I can only tell you, catastrophe, this catastrophe, is not the magic book, but people!" Gu Sheng's heart moved, but he did not expect that the always-fair master had such a profound understanding of catastrophe.

"From today, everyone should practice quickly and not slacken in one day! You should know that if you improve more today, your chances of survival will be greater!"

Jiuyin waved away all the disciples, leaving only Gu Sheng alone.

"Weisheng, among these disciples, you can only discuss with your master." Obviously, the previous few plans of Gu Sheng greatly increased Jiuyin's confidence in him. "Master, tell me, what do you want your disciples to do?" Jiuyin pondered for a moment: "I will test you first, what should we do now?" Gu Sheng replied without hesitation: "First of all, you must find the Broken Finger Head and the One-Ming Hui Mirror before the Demon Way. Although the Demon Way is not aware of it now, sooner or later, once they know, they will act quickly. They are well organized and act quickly, which is much faster than the efficiency of the Right Way. If we act slowly, they will be afraid that they will take the lead!" Jiuyin nodded constantly: "Your insight is indeed extraordinary, almost exactly the same as the inferences of the heads."
Chapter completed!