Chapter 950: Golden Immortal Sect

"Brother, how long do we have until we reach Piaomiao Peak?"

Among the rolling mountains, a group of eight people were walking through the snow.

Although it is winter now, this mountain range is already covered with snow.

These eight people were all dressed in simple robes, with only a cloak wrapped around them. They didn't even have cotton-padded clothes, as if they were not afraid of the cold at all.

The leader was a tall, fair man with a goatee.

He was full of heroism, holding a sword on his back and walking at the front.

The one who spoke was a girl, one of the only two girls among the eight. She looked a few years older than the other. She had pretty features and was pretty. She frowned and was asking the leader.

people.

Behind this woman, there were six people, five men and one woman. The girl was lively and cute, with two pigtails. She looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she was a cute loli. She had a pair of big black eyes.

, full of spirituality, and once in a while, it seems like you have thousands of ideas.

The remaining five people were of different shapes, but they were undoubtedly carrying swords and following behind the goatee man.

"We should climb two more mountains and we'll be there."

The leader said, "This heavy snow is so vast. If I hadn't been to Piaomiao Peak once before, I really wouldn't know where to go."

"Master, my disciple is thirsty..."

The youngest female disciple wiped her mouth and said.

"Junior sister, drink water."

A disciple who looked to be in his thirties and had a simple face took out a water bag from his arms and handed it to the junior sister.

"Thank you, senior brother."

The little junior sister smiled as brightly as a flower blooming.

The senior brother touched the back of his head and chuckled twice.

"Weilong, you shouldn't be so spoiled by Ya'er."

Goatee seemed to be their master. He touched his beard and reprimanded, "As a practitioner, absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth is the right way. If you can't bear this hunger and thirst, how can you insist on walking on this path of ascetic cultivation?

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"What Master teaches is..."

The senior brother quickly bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"Ya'er is still young."

Goatee's sister quickly advised, "If you don't cultivate enough, you will naturally become thirsty."

"Master, I'm really thirsty... I've been enduring it for a long time..."

The junior sister also wiped her moist mouth and returned the water bag to the senior brother, "Thank you, senior brother."

"Hey, if you don't know how to make progress, when will our Golden Immortal Sect rise up?"

Goatee couldn't help but shake his head.

"Brother, you are always thinking about the restoration of the sect all day long. I am afraid that one day, your cultivation will be difficult to improve."

My sister couldn't help but said.

"So what should we do?"

Goatee glanced at his sister helplessly, "You are not a master, so you don't know the difficulties of being a master. As the master of the Jinxian Sect, I have been thinking hard every day and night since inheriting the mantle, and I am heartbroken for the development of the sect.

Brains. You guys still hope to strive for more. Feng Lan, you are the third child, and your talent is the best. As a teacher, I hope you can make more progress. I am afraid that the restoration of the sect cannot be realized as a teacher.

, I only have to rely on you. And Weilong, as a senior brother, although you are not very talented, you have the responsibility to educate your junior brothers and sisters."

"I understand, Master."

"Master, don't worry."

The first senior brother and the third senior brother responded at the same time.

"Master, it's not an option for you to be so afraid."

A short man standing next to the senior brother said, "Isn't Piaomiao Peak a widely accepted sect? Why does the master..."

"Stop talking."

The goatee scolded and looked at the short man sternly, "Wang Lei, you are the second child, and you also have the responsibility to educate the junior brothers and sisters. I don't want to hear such words from your mouth again."

"Yes, Master, I understand my mistake."

The short man lowered his head and said nothing.

"Okay, okay, let's set off quickly. If we stay for a while, it will get dark."

The younger sister was worried that her brother would lose his temper, so she quickly changed the topic.

"That's right, let's continue on our way."

"Little junior sister, your cultivation is the worst. If you are tired, senior brother can carry you."

Senior brother Li Weilong looked at the cute little junior sister and said.

"I don't want it! Senior brother is so stupid, what will I do if I fall?"

Junior sister Meiya rolled her eyes, shook her pigtails and said, "If you want to carry it, I also want Third Senior Brother to carry it."

"Hehe, hehe... that's true..."

Li Weilong felt a little embarrassed, touched the back of his head and said.

"Grow your own legs and walk by yourself."

Who would have thought that the third senior brother Qiu Fenglan would just say something coldly and follow behind the master, ignoring the coquettish little junior sister Meiya.

Junior sister Meiya pouted her lips, muttered something unknown, and had no choice but to follow the master.

"You deserve to be poked."

The fourth junior brother next to the junior sister, He Zhenyu, is not very young. He has just started the sect. He always receives care from his senior brother on weekdays and has the best relationship with him.

At this time, when he saw that the junior sister who had poked his senior brother was being dug up, he couldn't help but cross his arms and said sarcastically.

"Fuck you, you bastard!"

The junior sister shook her pigtails and glared at He Zhenyu.

"be quiet!"

Bai Zheng, the head of the Golden Immortal Sect, was very worried when he thought about the future of the sect. At this time, the two youngest disciples were arguing behind him, and he couldn't help scolding him.

"yes……"

The two disciples lowered their heads together and did not dare to say anything.

"Hey, Master, there seems to be someone over there."

The first disciple, Li Weilong, was quite embarrassed. He touched the back of his head and looked around.

Suddenly, he pointed to a piece of snow in the distance and said.

"oh?"

Bai Zheng couldn't help but stop, turned around and glanced, "Is there only one person?"

He took a closer look, and indeed, in the distance, there was a man wearing a black robe, holding a long sword, walking towards here step by step.

"Could he be a casual cultivator?"

Looking at the other party's dress, he must be a cultivator.

"Master, do you want to talk to me?"

Li Weilong asked.

"No matter what he does, we just have to do what we do and we can't miss the invitation time."

Sister Bai Ye said.

"otherwise."

Bai Zheng waved his hand, "How can a cultivator be so rude? Besides, if we see that person is coming towards us, we should ask him what he is doing."

"Yes, yes, maybe he needs our help."

Li Weilong was a practical person and nodded in agreement with Master's opinion.

What Bai Zheng likes most is Li Weilong's kind and down-to-earth temperament, but it's a pity that his talent for cultivation is much lower. Hearing this, he was a little happy, but he couldn't help but sigh.

While the man was speaking, he had already walked through the snow and arrived in front of everyone.

This man had a messy beard, and his exact appearance could not be clearly seen. He only showed a pair of eyes, but he was also a bit lazy.

He was wearing a black robe and had a black ring on his right hand, which seemed to be something other than an ordinary thing.
To be continued...