The old man said that he couldn't find any information about his birth origin, and Zhang Ye thought that even if he wanted to argue, there was nothing to argue about.
Birth is indeed a key to examine the son of a sect.
This point has been especially strict since the opposition between the immortal and demon paths began.
In Zhang Ye's understanding, many outer sect disciples spent their old age in Tai Xuan Men, and their next generation was born in Tai Xuan Men, most of whom would receive certain preferential treatment.
Or in the nearby mountains or among secular people, those who frequently come into contact with the sect often hand over their children to the Tai Xuan Sect after birth, which represents a clean birth.
Even if it's "halfway out of the house", for a Xian Dao sect like Tai Xuan, investigating one's birth and life experience is indeed not a difficult task.
But the old things all said that Zhang Ye came out of thin air, and Zhang Ye himself was also confused, "Who am I... Where did I come from..."
He kept muttering to himself.
"That's enough, no need to pretend to be pitiful here. Go back." The Transmission Master waved his hand, and a gentle yet unyielding force lifted Zhang Ye into the air and pushed him out of the Transmission Hall.
Zhang Ye stayed overnight at the foot of Chuan Gong Xuan Tang, and his heart couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.
With a heart eager to soar, I finally took off, yet still face difficulties. Only the level has changed.
"Don't be discouraged, he may not have been able to teach you anyway." The voice of the purple-robed figure suddenly appeared in his mind.
Zhang Ye immediately entered the Sea of Recognition and asked: "Can you teach me?"
Zi Yi Dao said: "There are some things that I also cannot teach you, even if I could, I'm afraid of casually teaching you and ruining your good fortune and opportunities."
"But judging from what I saw earlier, you seem to know a lot about the Tai Xuan Gate. Why is that?"
"The purple-robed one said faintly, 'Don't interfere, it's not time yet.'"
。。。
Packed up some things in the small courtyard, brought Ab sister and Su Qing, and moved to Tianying Peak.
Now Zhang Ye Rong has become a true master, he can be called a legitimate master with a group of disciples.
Ordinary true disciples can have one cultivation servant, while core true disciples can have two.
Since Amo and Abu were relatively young, they weren't suitable for working in the fields. Zhang Ye simply sent a jade notice to the Inner Gate Servant Institute, after which he assigned Abu's sister as a repair servant on Tianying Peak.
In this way, the two guys had no job and were idle in Tianying Peak.
As for Su Qing, she followed Zhang Ye from outside and although Zhang Ye wanted to give her some work, Su Qing was crying and making a fuss and even tried to hang herself, refusing to leave. She insisted on following him closely.
So Zhang Ye had no choice but to add another personal maid. Although this was "over the limit", it was a small matter, and with Zhang Ye's current prestige, no one would dare to question him.
Witnessing the past scenery, Zhang Ye held a jug of wine in his hand and lay quietly on the rooftop of the small pavilion at the top of Tianying Peak, recalling every word and smile of his senior sister.
"Sister... when will you come home for dinner?"
In a daze, Zhang Ye muttered to himself.
Sigh——
At this moment, a blue light flashed across the sky and arrived above Tianying Peak in the blink of an eye.
The momentum is strong and the trend is surging, which is very different from Tan Siqin in the past.
"Someone has smashed the place!"
Zhang Ye suddenly jumped up, his mind moved, and the five-element golden Yang sword rose from the seven-treasure gourd, "Who dares to trespass on my Tianying Peak, simply bold."
Hulu
No one was seen, a blue giant hand condensed from true energy pressed down, as if pinching a small chicken, and grasped the Jinyang sword with one hand, unable to resist at all.
The unequal night had its own way, and the giant hand that grasped the Golden Sun Sword came crashing down with a loud thud.
"Wow!"
Zhang Ye was knocked down like a rag doll by the punch, his true energy scattered all over his body, but he didn't seem to be hurt and wasn't in too much pain.
"Hallo... Xiao Ye."
Wang Siqi's enchanting voice floated over, "Even your master wants to fight a round, I really don't know whether to love or hate you, little guy?"
Terrible!
She came over to settle the score.
Zhang Ye's head was as big as five of those at one time.
Zhang Ye had been hiding for days and didn't want to see this master who suddenly appeared halfway, but she still found him.
At the sudden change of heart, Zhang Ye didn't dare to resist and could only obediently get up and kneel on the ground, saying: "Master, I wish you good health. Disciple Tian Ye pays his respects."
"Glib tongue, and it's yours." Amidst Wang Siqi's laughing curses, the blue giant hand disappeared, and the Jinyang Sword flew back, hiding in a gourd.
Zhang Ye said with a cautious tone: "Thank you, Master."
Blue light flashed, and Wang Siqi, dressed in a colorful robe, landed on the top of Tianying Peak, in front of Zhang Ye.
She didn't speak up, and Zhang Ye also didn't dare to get up. He was very depressed and puffed out his chest in thought: Why won't this guy let me get up? Kneeling like this isn't a solution either.
Dissatisfied as he was, Zhang Ye didn't dare show any discontent towards this Master whose abilities were unfathomable, so he put on a obedient face and waited.
As he was lost in thought, Wang Siqi suddenly asked: "Tian Ye, why are you hiding from me? I'm your master, and you didn't even come to pay respects after becoming my disciple. Are you rebelling against me?"
"Heavenly night, I dare not." Zhang Ye said, "Pay respects to the master."
He made three bows and knocked his head on the ground, completing the grand ceremony of becoming a disciple.
However, Wang Siqi still did not order him to get up.
Zhang Ye felt a wave of melancholy and couldn't help but sneak a few close-range glances at Wang Siqi.
He Danting's rigid and dignified image is at the opposite extreme, while Wang Sike's beauty, with her colorful shirt fluttering in the wind and a lazy smile on her face, can only be described as enchanting.
Zhang Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he hastily lowered his head, not daring to look anymore.
A beautiful and slender hand patted Zhang Ye's head at night, she said: "If you want to look, just lift your head up and take a look, why sneak around, I won't hit you."
"The disciple does not dare," Zhang Ye said.
"How can you not dare?" Wang Siqi said, "Are you afraid to look at your master? Am I that scary?"
"Uh..." Zhang Ye scratched his head.
"Tell me, are you brave enough to look at your master?" Wang Siqi said.
"I dare," Zhang Ye said.
"Well, then lift your head up." Wang Siqi said.
Zhang Ye had no choice but to kneel in front of her, looking up at this female grandmaster.
"Have you found it?" Wang Siqi asked.
"What have you discovered, foolish disciple?" Zhang Ye asked.
"It's not as scary as I thought it would be, is it?" Wang Siqi asked.
Zhang Ye hastily said: "What are you talking about? Master is as beautiful as a fairy, when did she ever have any connection with something scary?"
"Hey..." Wang Siqi stretched out her hand and pinched his face, saying "Your mouth is really sweet. You say that, but why are you hiding from me?"
"Disciple didn't hide, disciple has been very busy lately. All muddled up." Zhang Ye said with a cute and obedient expression.
"Go ahead and make excuses, I have plenty of time." Wang Siqi smiled with a charming expression, "I have a lifespan of 700 years, if you want to hold out like this, kneeling in front of me for hundreds of years, I'd be delighted too, it shows you're filial."
"......" Zhang Ye hastily changed his words and said: "Disciple was wrong. Disciple indeed hid from Master, won't dare to do so again."
"That's right. Get up."
Wang Siqi gently waved her hand, and Zhang Ye was lifted up by a gentle stream of true energy.
