"Is this little nun a disciple of Tianyue Temple?" Zhou Cheng secretly guessed in his heart, but when he looked at the booklet in his hand, his expression became a little strange.

"Did the disciples of Tianyue Temple write this letter?" Zhou Cheng thought there was no one around, so he subconsciously shook his head and sighed.

"You saw it." Suddenly, a crisp and pleasant voice, but like the cold wind in the twelfth lunar month, came into Zhou Cheng's ears: "This is the book I use to practice calligraphy, I'll give it to me."

Zhou Cheng then raised his head and found Zhan Hui with a stern face and blushed cheeks staring at the booklet in his hand.

Faced with this situation, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but feel a little funny. In fact, he did laugh, but at the same time he also returned the booklet to Zhan Hui.

Zhan Hui put the booklet into the monk's robe that was already slightly raised, rolled her eyes at Zhou Cheng, and said angrily: "Don't laugh!"

"Hahaha!"

"You are still laughing! Don't laugh!"

Zhan Hui lowered her head and swung her fingers, and whispered: "Isn't it just that writing is ugly? What's so funny? I have practiced it well, but it didn't work. Master, Master and Senior Sister are all used to it. You are not allowed to laugh anymore!"

Zhou Cheng stopped laughing, but there was still a faint smile in his eyes. He suddenly felt that his savior, except for his lack of hair, had little temperament differences compared with other girls of this age, and he was even more lively.

It seems that nunnies in every world are inhumane places, Zhou Cheng sighed in his heart.

"By the way, is this Chunyang Sect?" Zhou Cheng asked Zhanhui. Although he had such a guess in his heart, he could not confirm it after all.

Zhan Hui nodded and said, "It's Chunyang Sect. Master and I came to Chunyang to listen to the "Divine Artifacts and Dharma Theory" of "Yuxu Tianzun". On the way, I saw you who was injured and unconscious, so I took you to Chunyang Sect."

Zhou Cheng suddenly realized in his heart, I said, why did nuns appear in the Taoist temple? It turned out that they were here to listen to the lectures, but shouldn’t nuns also listen to the lectures of Taoists?

"By the way, little donor." Zhan Hui suddenly looked at Zhou Cheng with a smile, his eyes a little cunning.

"You are the disciples recommended by Zhou of Yingcheng to Senior Brother Huaizhen."

"Huaizhen?" Zhou Cheng didn't react for a moment. After a while, he remembered that his mother, who had been before, seemed to have mentioned in the letter that Huaizhen was his master in Chunyang Sect.

However, just now, the little nun seemed to be called Senior Brother Huaizhen? Zhou Cheng felt something was going to happen.

"My little nephew, call me and listen."

Sure enough... Zhou Cheng felt that his face must be very wonderful now. A twelve or thirteen-year-old nun asked him to call her master's aunt...

In the end, Zhan Hui left with satisfaction. She was not old and seemed quite happy when she was called by someone.

After Zhan Hui left, Zhou Cheng lay on the bed with a little depressed look, raised his right hand in front of him, and murmured: "This is not an illusion, this is true, it is really coming to another world, it is really... I can't go back, my parents, relatives, classmates and friends, I can't see them..."

Zhou Cheng has been forcing himself not to think about the earth, but at this time he was lying alone in bed, and many thoughts came out of his mind. For a moment, his heart was like a knife and his thoughts were chaotic.

...

Taihua Mountain Chunyang Sect, one of the three Taoist sects, has been passed down for more than 2,000 years. Every generation must have a Heavenly Venerable. It is the top weapon refining sect today.

It is extremely strict to accept disciples in such a sect, and it takes many tests to enter the door. However, Zhou Cheng was recommended by someone, so he naturally saved a lot of effort.

However, among the disciples of Zhou Cheng’s generation, they have gone through a lot of hardships to get started. Naturally, they are very dissatisfied with him who "passed through the back door".

After Zhou Cheng became his master, he had a deep understanding of this. It was difficult to grab the food. The Taoist robe was thrown outside the house and the miscellaneous work was assigned. Fortunately, he had the cultivation of refining shapes and building foundations, and he could still survive.

Now that he has been a disciple for three days, Zhou Cheng's cheap master seems to have no intention of teaching him. The rumor that "children of aristocratic families are not valued in sects" seems to be true.

Although Chunyang Sect is now at the three major sects who come to listen to the "divine artifact theory" of "Yuxu Tianzun", and there are also geniuses and geniuses from various sects to take exams, this has nothing to do with just-in-coming disciples like Zhou Cheng.

It's not the same level at all, so it's hard to get in touch. The little nun Zhanhui seems to be taking the exam, and Zhou Cheng hasn't seen her in the past three days.

On this day, the sky was clear and the breeze was churning. It was the last time the disciples of various sects discussed the school entrance exam. Many Chunyang disciples ran to watch, and Zhou Cheng was happy to be idle. He sat on a stone chair and began to think about what he should do in the future.

It is not a solution to always do this kind of work. Among his disciples of the same generation, some of them have been selected to teach the power of soul cultivation, and he, who has masters, can't do anything until now.

"Senior brother, senior brother!" Suddenly, a shout came with rapid footsteps. Zhou Cheng turned his head and saw a little Taoist priest wearing a white background, blue-patterned Taoist robe with red lips and white teeth, and beautiful eyebrows and eyes walked over.

The Taoist name of the little Taoist priest is Qingding, which is two years younger than Zhou Cheng's current age. It should be the best relationship with him in Chunyang Sect. As for the reason... it is because Zhou Cheng gave him a bowl of meat when Qingding was extremely hungry.

"My junior brother, is there anything wrong?" Zhou Cheng asked curiously, seeing Ding clearly, there seemed to be something urgent.

Qingding ran over and pulled Zhou Cheng's sleeve and was about to pull him up, saying, "Today is the decisive battle for the disciples of various sects to take the exam. Senior brother, don't you go and see?"

This little Taoist priest is lively and likes to join in the fun. He has not missed the school exams these days.

Zhou Cheng originally wanted to refuse, but after all, it was rare to have some leisure time. He wanted to take a while, but when he saw Qingding's hopeful eyes, he still said helplessly: "Okay, I'll go with you."

"I knew my senior brother would not reject me." Qing Ding said with a smile.

...

The place where the disciples of each sect took the school entrance exam was Tai Chi Square, not far from Zhou Cheng's residence. He and Qingding made small steps and arrived there in a short while.

Zhou Cheng had already heard the sound of the sword and the endless roar, and he couldn't help but feel more anticipated in his heart.

Today, Tai Chi Square is full of disciples from Chunyang Sect, and there are also disciples from the other three major sects, but there is no noise and the order is excellent.

"Many people." Zhou Cheng was a little helpless, which made him think of watching a performance when he was on Earth. He was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and could not see anything.

"Senior brother, don't worry, we will be able to go in later." Qing Ding laughed, then dragged Zhou Cheng to the periphery of the crowd, found a disciple of Chunyang Sect, and said, "Senior brother, do you still remember what happened two days ago?"

The disciple was a little unhappy because he couldn't see the game. At this time, he was even more displeased by being disturbed. He suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

Zhou Cheng felt that the man's face was dark. He was ready to pull Qingding away, but the disciple's reaction was beyond his expectations.

After seeing Qing Ding, the originally dark and purple face suddenly became full of smiles, even though the smile was even worse than crying.

"Remember, what do you need for junior brother?"

Zhou Cheng's mouth twitched slightly. What's going on?

Qingding smiled sly and said, "It's nothing, I just want to ask my senior brother to give way."

The disciple did not hesitate at all, and immediately took a step back and said, "No problem, please, junior brother."

Qing Ding didn't say thank you, but directly pulled Zhou Cheng forward. When he got to the front, he found a disciple of Chunyang. As before, he was given a transfer. After a while, Zhou Cheng and Qing Ding came to the front of the crowd.

"What's going on?" Zhou Cheng asked Qingding in a low voice with confusion, why do these disciples always obey his junior brother?

Qing Ding curled his lips and smiled, "There are so many people who tease me, so I know a lot of things. They are all quirks and don't want people to know."

Forgot that this little Taoist likes to tease people the most... Zhou Cheng is now extremely glad that he gave Qingding a bowl of meat, otherwise he would have probably become the target of his teasing.

"Also, senior brother, have you noticed that these people often bully you?" Qingting pointed and said, "They shouldn't have the courage in the future."

It turned out that he told me to come out. Zhou Cheng suddenly realized, but then he felt something was wrong. When did he need the help of a twelve-year-old kid? He must get the skills to practice soon.

boom!

Just as Zhou Cheng was thinking about how to practice the martial arts, he suddenly heard a muffled thunder sound in the center of the square.

Zhou Cheng subconsciously looked up and felt that the green light was dazzling and he could not see anything clearly.

Zheng!

Suddenly another sword sounded, and Zhou Cheng's eyes suddenly turned white. The bright silver sword light that destroyed the light passed through the roaring green light, cutting the latter into a stream of light and scattering. The tiny electric current echoed in the air.

When the light disappeared, the winner was decided. A girl in yellow-shirt held a long sword and pointed at the throat of the young man in front of her.

"Shenxiao Dao lost to Zangjian Pavilion." Qingding seemed a little disappointed because Shenxiao Dao, who was also a Taoist sect, lost, but then he cheered up and said, "But this sister in Zangjian Pavilion is so beautiful, it should be better to win."

Zhou Cheng was a little stunned. Is this the strength of the young areas of various major sects? The sword lights intertwined, the blue thunder flashed, and every move was different from the ordinary.

This is not something that one can achieve by refining shapes and building foundations. In this world with magical tools as its power, the power of weapon refiners is extremely powerful. Even if they are just first-level magical tools, they are much more powerful than ordinary people.
Chapter completed!