Chapter 1610

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Zhou Haoye took a few people and left in a hurry.

These people, with low aptitude, relying on heretics and countless medicinal materials to accumulate golden elixir, can't be regarded as real golden elixir monks at all, let alone cultivated to the Nascent Soul Stage.

As for Liu Qingzhu, who was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, Su Chen guessed that she didn't say anything. It was about to cross the thunder calamity...but she was afraid that the news would leak out, so she didn't say much.

That night, Liu Zhan threw a big banquet. Give the eldest daughter a clean-up.

After Su Chen ate and drank enough, he went back to his room to rest.

He took out the mentally condensed wisdom skull obtained by Douluo's lottery, and entered the safe room to absorb it.

After the absorption was completed, his cultivation had risen to the peak of the Zifu period, and he was only a little bit close to condensing the golden core. But the trouble is that he doesn't have the alchemy method. This makes him very asshole...

Early the next morning, Liu Qingzhu bid farewell to his family and prepared to send, ah no, take Su Chen on the road.

"Uh, miss, how do we get there?"

"Take a carriage, or fly over?"

Su Chen stood beside Liu Qingzhu and looked around.

"Of course it's Yujian flying."

Liu Qingzhu's right hand was a little bit on his slender waist, and a fairy sword specially designed for flying fell to the ground and was half suspended.

"Come up."

Liu Qingzhu stepped on it first, and said in a cold voice.

"good!"

Su Chen walked up happily, and put his arms around Liu Qingzhu's waist.

"You don't want it anymore?"

Liu Qingzhu's voice was icy cold, making Su Chen shiver.

"Let's go, stand still!"

"If you fall, I won't waste my time trying to save you."

After Liu Qingzhu finished speaking, he cast a spell directly, and the flying sword flew out from under his feet. Incredibly fast.

In the blink of an eye, the flying sword turned into a streak of light, making it invisible.

The material laws of the Floating Continent are much stronger than that of the earth. Every plant, every tree, every flower and every tree, even the air is thicker than the earth.

Su Chen tried his best not to be blown down by Yujian's flying airflow.

This is also Liu Qingzhu's test for him, to see if he is qualified to worship Ziyunzong.

Fortunately. Su Chen resisted, but most of his true energy was consumed, and he was out of breath.

After a few hours, he forgot to be tired, because the scenery in front of him became more and more beautiful.

A large expanse of green forests appeared at the foot, with formations of divine light, stone pillars reaching to the sky, cranes and birds, and lofty mountains. Baizhang Waterfall...

Many immortal cultivators control flying swords and fly wrapped in colorful lights.

A picture scroll of the world of cultivating immortals unfolds in front of your eyes.

"This is, Purple Cloud Sect?"

Su Chen was dumbfounded.

Looking straight at the central area of ​​the rolling mountains, it is a mountain peak as high as a thousand feet. Soaring into the clouds, without seeing the peak.

All kinds of purple streamers, mist, and formations surround the mountain, setting it off like a sacred mountain where immortals live.

"That's Zixiao Peak where the Supreme Headmaster lives."

"Inside the sect, only thirty-six inner sect elders and seventy-two direct disciples can be allocated a mountain to live in. The other outer sect elders, deacons, and disciples do not have independent mountain peaks to live in."

"That's my Green Bamboo Peak."

Liu Qingzhu transmitted the sound to Su Chen, even though the wind was howling, the latter could hear clearly.

soon. A mountain with a height of hundreds of feet is rapidly approaching.

The top of the mountain is about tens of thousands of square meters, full of green bamboo forests and peach blossom forests. Palace buildings can be seen everywhere.

The largest bamboo palace among them is the place where Liu Qingzhu lived.

"Senior Sister Liu."

In front of the bamboo palace.

There were more than 20 people waiting, and when they saw Liu Qingzhu coming down with his sword, they hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

"Welcome Senior Sister Liu back."

More than twenty people, both men and women, all made respectful voices.

Liu Qingzhu gave a "hmm", turned his head and said to Su Chen, "These are the maids and servants assigned to me by the sect, and they also practice Ziyunzong's skills, so they are considered registered disciples."

"Registered disciple."

Su Chen frowned.

It seems that I have to start as a named disciple, which means named disciple. Write down a name, you can cross it out at any time, only the disciples of the outer sect are the real Ziyun sect disciples.

To put it harshly, the registered disciples are just doing odd jobs.

After all, a cultivator is still a mortal body and needs someone to take care of the logistics. Clean up.

As a reward, the Purple Cloud Sect will usually pass on the next or two steps of martial arts and martial arts, and those who are successful in cultivation can be promoted to outer disciples.

At this time, two women with graceful figures and pretty faces got up and walked over:

"Senior Sister Liu, this son is..."

"Oh, his name is Su Chen, he was brought here from the mortal world just like you, please arrange accommodation."

Liu Qingzhu didn't give Su Chen any special treatment, and directly revealed his identity, "I'm going to retreat."

After leaving this sentence, she went straight into the bamboo building, making Su Chen very depressed.

Grass!

Bring my grandpa here? Just leave it here?

"It was also brought up from the mortal world."

"That's not the same as us, they are all registered disciples."

"A mere registered disciple, to be able to ride the flying sword with Senior Sister Liu, is really a blessing."

"Yeah, back then, we all walked up step by step, so tired that we lay on the bed for three days without moving..."

After Liu Qingzhu left, more than twenty registered disciples from Qingzhu Peak got up and looked at Su Chen with unkind eyes.

"Is your name Su Chen?"

The two big maids on the Green Bamboo Peak looked at Su Chen.

"I still don't know what the girl's name is?"

Su Chen asked with a smile.

The maidservant with a melon-shaped face on the left smiled coldly, "Hello."

A maid with a round face on the right smiled softly, "The next moon will be full."

"..."

"Beautiful scenery on a good day, good flowers and a full moon, let's live together."

Su Chen secretly smiled.

"Senior Sister Liu is going to retreat, we have to practice too, Steward Wang."

The servant girl Hua Hao said: "He will be in your charge, arrange a residence and work for him, we Qingzhu Peak does not support idlers."

"Yes, good girl Hua."

An old man over fifty years old came over and saluted.

After the two maids left, he immediately looked at Su Chen with a teasing look, "Your name is Su Chen?"

"Didn't you hear it just now?"

Su Chen didn't want to repeat it again.