Martial Arts Master

Standing outside the hall, Lou Cheng glanced over and matched each face with the photos Yan Zheke found.

At the front of the elders team, the short and strong middle-aged man who is not angry and proud is Shen Guitian from Waigang Sanlaoli. He seems to be better maintained than the head master and his own master, and he does not look old at all;

That strong man with jet-black hair and no wrinkles should be Yang Xianlong, the elder brother of his generation, a powerful figure in the Ice God Sect. With Master He Yi's energy gradually weakening, he can almost be regarded as the acting head of the sect;

The only woman who has a seat other than the elders is 100% her own senior sister Shi Yuejian. She has thick eyebrows and big eyes, looks average, and has a gentle temperament. Although she is over thirty and a half years old, her appearance is only in her twenties. Looking around, she looked back with soft eyes, smiled and nodded;

In the ranks of the next generation of disciples, at the forefront on the right is Yang Xianlong's second disciple Zhu Tai, a 29-year-old fifth-rank expert. He will be full of glory and be admired by the stars, but now he is wearing full-frame black-rimmed glasses, and he looks very silent, and just a simple glance, he can find that his glasses are completely non-prescribing. That's more a window to hide the soul;

Opposite him moved a few Lei Fang with a sharp face. This highly anticipated disciple looked ordinary, but he was extraordinarily energetic. He was full of confidence and vigor. Walking on the road, he must be more attractive than many handsome men. Attention, at this time, he is also looking at himself, his eyes are quite complicated;

Next to Lei Fang, Mo Jingting looked at her beautifully and smiled sweetly. From time to time, she leaned into the ear of her junior and whispered something, the volume was just right, and it didn't affect the atmosphere of the hall at all.

After looking around like this, Lou Cheng had a preliminary understanding of the situation. Almost all the strongmen at the alchemy level and above of the Zongmen came back. Only a dozen or so representatives participated.

Among the guests watching the ceremony, he saw two people that Coach Yan had particularly emphasized:

The two proud disciples of the "King of Spears" Huang Ke, Zheng Yu, a 25-year-old fifth-rank alchemy, and Qian Qiyue, a 22-year-old sixth-rank alchemy, are looking at them with great interest. Own;

Both Ding Haizong and Han Chi sent people from the Alchemy Realm in their thirties, they were polite and distant;

As for the other guests, Lou Cheng's eyes were darkened, and he didn't know half of them, he only guessed that they were representatives of the sect's friendly forces.

When he looked at the people in the hall from the corner of his eye, the head master He Yi left his seat, walked to the incense table, respectfully worshiped all the ancestors, then straightened his back and shouted loudly:

"Ice marrow bead please!"

Ice Essence Bead? Last night, Lou Cheng, who had been supplemented with relevant knowledge by the little fairy last night, lifted his spirits and held his breath.

It is said that this bead was formed by Yang Chenghui, the founder of the sect. It is full of magic and is the treasure of the sect.

While thinking about it, he saw a faint blue light slowly lighting up, illuminating the incense table in a cool and dreamy way.

He Yi took out a clear round bead the size of half a fist from the dark compartment under the statue. It seemed to be condensed by streams of blue and pure light, creating scenes of icy and snowy scenes inside.

The eyes of Zheng Yu, Qian Qiyue and others flickered without blinking. Normally, the ice essence beads are not here, so it is not so easy to see.

But Lou Cheng was stunned for a moment, because this ice marrow bead was somewhat similar to the golden core in his body, but it didn't have the feeling of both reality and reality, like matter and spirit.

What the hell is it?

He Yi put the ice marrow beads in the middle of the incense table, turned around, and announced the beginning of the ceremony.

Lou Cheng restrained his thoughts, followed the instructions, stepped into the hall with his head held high, and walked one meter in front of the incense table.

"Worship the ancestors!" Yang Xianlong sang and shouted.

Lou Cheng did it respectfully, first kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, and then burned three sticks of incense.

During this process, he was a little worried. According to the development of some novels, the golden core in his body might move the ice marrow beads, creating visions, shocking everyone, and slapping people in the face.

Fortunately, such a thing did not happen!

If this happens, it means that Jin Dan can actively communicate with the outside world without being driven by himself, and the hidden danger will be great!

"Glory to the mentor!" Yang Xianlong continued to "sing".

Lou Cheng thought of his master's hard work to get Zhu Rongjin's visualization, without asking for anything in return, without any resistance in his heart, he kowtowed and bowed again.

"Li Cheng! Disciple Lou Cheng is offering tea!" After Yang Xianlong shouted, he took a step back and returned to the line.

Lou Cheng picked up the green tea from his nephew next to him, held it with both hands, and offered it to old man Shi.

And when the bowl of tea entered the range covered by the blue light of the ice marrow bead, the temperature dropped rapidly, and a thin layer of ice floated on the surface of the water.

Old man Shi took the tea, took a sip, and said with a smile:

"Hurry up and meet the Master Master."

"Disciple Lou Cheng has met the master master." Lou Cheng turned to He Yi.

He Yi took out a card glittering with the color of ice crystals, smiled slightly and said:

"You are now the twenty-seventh generation disciple of our sect. According to the rules, you are not temporarily employed in the sect and there is no subsidy, but with this card, you can receive cultivation-related pills for free in the property of our sect and Wuyuehui Medicine Hall. Medicines and materials, one set per month."

Sure enough, the Martial Dao Sect keeps pace with the times. In the TV series, there are still things like tokens, but in reality, it has developed into membership cards? Lou Cheng felt like complaining, he held back a smile, took it, and thanked the master.

This is the completion of the apprenticeship process, and He Yi began to introduce him to fellow students. Zheng Yu and Qian Qiyue, who were watching the ceremony, all looked at Lei Fang, as if they were looking forward to a good show.

However, what surprised them was that Lei Fang, who had always been domineering and domineering, kept calm and did not even make any verbal backstabbing. On the contrary, Mo Jingting kept laughing and talking, showing that she was very familiar with Lou Cheng.

Just when they were wondering what happened behind the scenes, old man Shi coughed twice:

"Brat, let's go."

let's go? Lou Cheng uttered an uh, and looked at his master in surprise.

This is the end of seeing the same door! Shouldn't there be an apprentice banquet?

"I have paid homage to the patriarch and met my fellow disciples. What are you doing here if you don't leave?" Old man Shi didn't say any more, and walked boldly outside the hall with his hands behind his back.

At this time, the sun outside dimmed, lead clouds gathered, and a cold wind blew between the sky and the earth, covering up all the characteristics of summer.

"This..." Zheng Yu and Qian Qiyue's eyes were fixed, and they turned to look at Shi Jianguo, only to feel that he had not shown any momentum, but naturally had a certain degree of connection with the surroundings.

The wind blew more and more violently, pouring into the main hall, causing Lou Cheng to shiver all at once. He obeyed his master's order and coach Yan's instructions, turned around and walked outside the hall, and caught up with old man Shi who was walking forward slowly.

Today I follow Master, I will do what he says, and if the sky falls, there will be tall ones to support me!

Shi Yuejian frowned, sighed helplessly, and took a step forward to keep up.

Crash!

The wind howled, and the white blossoms condensed and fluttered down. Zheng Yu stretched out his hand in a daze, and took one, feeling the slight coolness, and saw the real snowflakes.

The heavy snow fell more and more violently, turning the trees white, aging the ground, and piled up on the roofs of houses everywhere, covering the entire Ice God Sect inside.

At the beginning of August, midsummer is thick, even if it is cool in the middle of the mountain, it is only relatively speaking, but now, at this moment, here, it is freezing and snowing!

Qian Qiyue watched in a daze, as if in a dream, but the chill on his face and the ice and snow in his hands were so real!

He looked at the senior sister next to him in astonishment, and saw the same shock in Zheng Yu's eyes as his own:

Even my own master can't do this!

The eyes of Mo Jingting, Lei Fang and the others froze, and they couldn't help shivering, thinking of a rumor in the sect: the master uncle was one of the most powerful people back then, and was once expected to be in the taboo field, but it's a pity.

Is this the terror he is all about?

Lou Cheng looked around inexplicably, and was also shocked, stepping on the creaking snow layer, followed his master and senior sister out of the sect in the vast expanse.

The world is white, so unclean!

He Yi stood there, staring blankly at this scene, and suddenly understood what the younger brother wanted to say:

It's not that I can't fight, it's just that I don't want to fight, and I don't bother to fight!