Empress: My senior brother is too salty

Dagan Dynasty, Shanzhou, Yuan Yizong.

In the simple fenced yard on Heji Peak, there are only three thatched huts.

There was a figure on a deck chair in the middle of the yard, his face was covered with a straw hat, and his face could not be seen clearly.

"Senior Brother Gu, Senior Brother Gu!"

Outside the gate of the courtyard, Tong Zhi with red lips and white teeth looked anxious, stretching his neck and trying his best to visit the courtyard.

After seeing the young man on the deck chair in the middle of the yard, his voice suddenly increased by ten decibels.

"Senior Brother Gu, wake up, the sect master has something important to see you for!"

The young man on the recliner moved, reached out and took off the straw hat on his face, revealing a flawless face.

The moment Tong Zhi outside the courtyard saw the young man appearing, he lost his mind.

Although he often runs to Heji Peak, every time he sees the young man, he can't help but envy: Brother Gu is so perfect!
Unfortunately, Senior Brother Gu's character...

"It's Liuyun, why do you have time to come to me today?"

Gu Qiyi rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked in doubt.

Liu Yun suddenly came back to his senses and remembered his mission.

"Brother Gu, today is the day when the sect recruits new disciples. Master asked me to call you to accept disciples, and also asked me to tell you that if Heji Peak doesn't accept new disciples, the master master will withdraw from Heji Peak." The peak number."

"Ok?"

Gu Qiyi was stunned for a moment, lowered his head to do some calculations, and then slumped down on the reclining chair.

"Damn it, it's been No. 15 years. According to the rules of the sect, if the thirteen main peaks haven't accepted new disciples for 15 years, they will be removed..."

"It's over, it's over, the old man is not here, and I am the only one in Heji Peak, so don't you want me to accept disciples? It will affect my lying down! Headache!"

"Yes! This method is good!"

……

In front of the gate of Yizong Mountain in Yuan Dynasty, there is a climbing platform.

The function of ascending to the sky is to recruit new disciples. Cultivating immortals is comparable to ordinary people ascending to heaven, so it is famous.

Today is the day when Yuan Yizong opens the mountain gate once every three years, recruits new disciples, and absorbs fresh blood.

So the square under the high platform was crowded with people, and every immature face showed an excited expression.

A beautiful figure in the crowd seemed out of place with the other teenagers.

The red clothes are like fire, but the face is cold, and the expression between the brows reveals a refusal to be thousands of miles away, and there is a hint of arrogance, as if he looks down on the young people around him, and also looks down on Yuan Yizong after he ascended the roof.

"My generation of female emperors joined this Yuanyi sect. It is a blessing that this dilapidated sect has been cultivating for thousands of years. Then welcome me in respectfully and respectfully, and when I recover my cultivation, let the entire Yuanyi sect become number one in the lower realm." Da Zong is just a matter of waving his hands."

Yan Luo was originally a female emperor. In her previous life, she failed to cross the catastrophe, and she died in the fragrance.

It was only three months ago that Yan Luo recovered the memory of her previous life.

However, his status in this life was too ordinary, a child of a peasant family, and had never touched any cultivation techniques, which made Yan Luo miss the best time to exercise.

However, for a generation of empresses, this is not without a solution. As long as there are resources, a hundred-year-old exercise can also be successful.

It took her two months to step into the fourth level of body training, but the level of elixir in her hand was not enough, and she heard that Yuan Yizong was recruiting disciples, so she became interested in Yuan Yizong.

As the top four sects in Shanzhou, there should be a lot of high-level elixir.

Isn't it easy for her to enter the little Yuanyi sect with her empress' fate?

So, after many selections, Yan Luo stood here, waiting for the head elder of Yuan Yizong to welcome her in.

"Look, the elders of Yuan Yizong have come out!"

"My God, they flew out, and I can fly after stepping into Yuan Yizong."

"Idiot, Yukong can only do it at the fourth level Buxu. I will definitely become a strong person at the Buxu level in the future, but you are not necessarily."

……

On the rooftop, eleven figures descended, and the ability to fly had a great impact on the youngsters below.

The elders of Yuan Yizong were very satisfied with this effect, they smiled at each other, maintained their superior demeanor, and found their place to fall.

The teenagers in the audience sensed that something was wrong and began to get restless.

"Huh? There are thirteen seats on the rooftop, why did only eleven come, and where did the other two go?"

"Yes, yes, the people from the two peaks will not accept apprentices, so there will be fewer places, and the pressure of competition will inexplicably increase."

"Hehe, the one in the middle is the head of Yuan Yizong. The head of the sect doesn't need to accept apprentices, so I don't know about the remaining one. Maybe it's too late?"

when!
Suddenly, a bell rang through the sky.

The teenagers under the platform fell silent.

A ray of light flashed across the sky and landed steadily on the middle of the platform.

The streamer dissipated, revealing the figure of Yuan Yizong's head.

"I have met the senior brother of the sect master!"

Eleven peak masters stood up one after another and bowed to Zhao Wuji.

"Today is the day when I, Yuan Yizong, established a mountain to accept disciples, so there is no need for all the juniors to be courteous."

Zhao Wou-ki smiled slightly, glanced at the master of Eleven Peaks, and finally stopped at the last empty seat, frowning.

"Is there no one from Heji Peak yet?"

"Returning to Senior Brother, Senior Brother Qingxuan has been away from the sect for more than ten years, and there is only Senior Brother Qingxuan's only disciple on the peak. Gu Qiyi is watching the peak, and I have sent someone to call him."

A beautiful woman stood up and bowed slightly to Zhao Wuji, Yingying said.

Zao Wou-ki looked at the empty seat with hatred for iron and steel: "Can the lazy guy come?"

"I will definitely come." Fenghua said with a smile: "Junior Sister borrowed the majesty of the senior brother who is the head of the sect, and reminded Senior Nephew Gu that if he doesn't accept apprentices, Heji Peak will be withdrawn from the peak. With his lazy character, he definitely doesn't want to." If you want to continue to be lazy, you have to come if you join other peaks."

"Ha ha……"

After hearing Fenghua's words, all the peak masters laughed.

Zhao Wuji was also speechless.

"Okay, let's not wait for him, let's start!"

Zhao Wou-ki just took his seat when he heard the exclamations of the teenagers below.

Observing carefully, the girls on the roof all had peach blossoms in their eyes, and looked behind them with bewildered faces.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Wou-ki frowned, a little surprised.

Turning his head, he saw Gu Qiyi slowly descending the mountain. Against the backdrop of his incomparably handsome face, every movement of his seemed to carry a fairy spirit, as if he had descended from an immortal.

Even Zhao Wou-ki couldn't help admiring the handsomeness of this nephew.

Gu Qiyi met thousands of eyes, walked up to Zao Wou-ki, and greeted him with a smile.

"Ah, the masters and uncles are here so early!"