Chapter 3742: Snow Mountain School

Chapter 3743 Snow Mountain Sect

"Since it is the savior of Junior Brother Bai, that is the guest of our Snow Mountain faction, please go to the Snow Mountain faction together." Peony glanced at Zhuo Bufan, and found that the latter was just a realm expert, and a trace of disdain passed quietly in his eyes.

As soon as the voice fell, Peony and Memorial led the other disciples to fly by.

"Friend Daoist Ye, come back to the Snow Mountain School with me, and drink together tonight." Bai Haoran smiled sincerely.

Zhuo Bufan nodded, did not refuse, and then flew side by side with Bai Haoran, heading towards the station of the Snow Mountain.

The Snow Mountain Sect is thousands of miles away, and it is one of the famous sects on the nearby star, and the suzerain is even more of a hegemonic powerhouse.

There are more than 3,000 sect disciples, enough to rank in the top three positions on this star.

Bai Haoran is one of the disciples of the Snow Mountain School. The Snow Mountain School is also on a snowy mountain. From the sky, you can see many architectural shadows hidden in the white snow, looming.

"You Daoyou Ye, this is my residence. I'm going to see the master with the pastor sister first. You sit here and wait for me to come back." Bai Haoran took Ye Jialu into a small courtyard.

The small courtyard has a row of fences and only one tiled house. It is very simple. In such a cold place, ordinary vegetation naturally cannot survive, and only some hardy wormwood grows in the yard.

"Well, I'm waiting for you in the yard." Zhuo Bufan nodded, then sat down on the stone bench and took out a yellow gourd from the space ring.

There are some fairy brews in the gourd, which are brewed by Zhuo Bufan with the "fruit of the tree of gods" in combination with the "water of space" and "Sanshenghua" exchanged from the true saint of crossing, like some realm practitioners drink it. One bite is enough to instantly raise your strength to a realm.

After opening the cork, the smell overflowed, Zhuo Bufan took a sip of wine with the yellow-skin gourd, and his meridians were instantly burned, and his whole body was hot, but with his physical power, this burning sensation can naturally be easily resolved.

Divine Sense spreads, instantly enveloping the entire Snow Mountain School, everything is in sight.

Some people sit in the cave and close their eyes to practice hard; others learn from each other's skills and martial arts; there are also couples sitting and chatting together, and they can't escape the eyes of the law everywhere.

Snow Mountain School, in the main hall.

An old man in white clothes who wins Xuexue with a false hair like silver sits high above him. This person is Xia Houfeng, the suzerain of the Xueshan School.

"Master, Junior Brother Bai picked the nine-day snow lotus for me, and then went to the snowy area privately. If the master wants to punish, then punish me." Peony pursed her thin lips and arched her hands to sue the upper lord.

Xia Houfeng was expressionless, just swept over the two of them, and said in a deep voice: "Hao Ran, you are the descendant of'Xinhuo' and the disciple I cultivated. If you break into the snowy area without authorization at your level, you will be in danger of life. Fortunately, there is no danger. This time, I will spare you."

When Bai Haoran heard this, his face was overjoyed: "Thank you, Master, for forgiveness."

"The cemetery of the gods and demons will be opened in a few days, so take a good rest." A gentle look appeared on Xia Houfeng's face, and his voice was much softer.

"The disciple must live up to the master's expectations." Bai Haoran bent over and arched his hands before exiting the hall.

After Bai Haoran walked out of the hall, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he waited for a while. Peony walked out from inside, and he hurried up, "Sister Pastor."

"Why are you still here, the master will not hold you accountable anymore, let you go back and have a good rest." Peony smiled slightly, with a look of surprise in her eyes.

Bai Haoran blushed and plucked up the courage to say: "Sister Pastor, I just met Daoyou Ye, and I want to invite you to drink in my small courtyard at night. I don't know if the Pastor sister has time."

Peony smiled and said, "If you invite me to drink, of course I am willing to go, but I just got the nine-day snow lotus. I want to get the lotus flower as soon as possible and improve my strength. You know, I will go to the Demon God Cemetery in a few days. But it's not just us Snow Mountain School..."

"The priest sister's practice is important. Anyway, there will be opportunities in the future." Bai Haoran smiled and said, but a look of loss passed through his eyes.

"Junior Brother Bai, you also have to practice hard. When you come out of the Demon God Cemetery, the master may accept you as a direct disciple." Peony comforted, "I will return to the Fairy Peak first."

After all, the peony turned into a streamer and swept towards a nearby mountain.

If Bai Haoran feels lost, his personal disciple is the highest level among the disciples, and will be vigorously cultivated by the suzerain, and the resources of the sect will not be exhausted, and he will even become the successor of the sect.

"When I become a personal disciple, the pastor sister should agree to marry me, right"

Bai Haoran thought to himself, with a simple smile on his face.

In the hall, Xia Houfeng sat on the seat, leaving him and the memorial two.

"Master, do you really want to cultivate Bai Haoran's trash?" Memorial frowned and asked aloud.

A trace of disdain appeared on Xia Houfeng's face, "Isn't it a waste of our sect's resources to cultivate him as a waste? Whoever is the descendant of "Xinhuo", without his leadership, we can't enter the devil's cemetery at all."

"Hmph, that silly boy still wants to marry Peony. It's ridiculous." Memorial sneered.

On the Fairy Peak, Peony stands on a cliff, holding a snow lotus exuding icy cold air in his hand, staring at the other mountain in a daze, with thoughtful eyes in his eyes.

"Sister Mu, what do you think?" Suddenly a voice appeared, and then a figure fell behind her.

Peony turned her head and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Brother Ji."

"That silly boy helped you pick a nine-day snow lotus. Wouldn't you be tempted by him?" Memorial squinted his eyes, and a look of anger appeared on his face.

"Senior Brother Ji is jealous. How can I be worthy of that silly boy, but he can pick the nine-day snow lotus for me, which can bring me one step closer. Although I am grateful to him, it is impossible to be worthy of him." Peony voice Coldly said.

"That's the best. In the Snow Mountain faction, you and I are a match made in heaven. That trash thinks you very much. If he is not a successor to the fire, I would have shot him a long time ago." Commemoration snorted coldly. .

All of this was seen by Zhuo Bufan's Spiritual Mind. It seemed that Bai Haoran had a very low status in the Snow Mountain faction. It was only because he was the descendant of the so-called "Xinhuo" that he received some special treatment.

‘The Devil’s Cemetery? ’

‘It’s fun to pass on the fire. ’

Zhuo Bufan was thinking, seeing Bai Haoran coming back, only to withdraw his spiritual thoughts.

"Friend Daoist Ye, let's drink. It happened that I bought some mortal delicacies when I went down the mountain." Bai Haoran greeted with a smile, opened the space ring, took out a pot of fine wine, and some mortal delicacies.

Zhuo Bufan nodded, and the two drank wine, and Bai Haoran said, "You Daoyou Ye, do you want to go to the Demon God Cemetery too?"

In fact, when Zhuo Bufan heard the words "Devil God Cemetery" for the first time, he immediately retrieved information from the Star Alliance through the token, and learned something about the Devil God Cemetery.