Warlock Sword Fairy

"This son is indeed a white man, don't make too much noise about this matter, wait for you to inform, this kind of infighting will damage the face of my Ziyang Sect, anyone who dares to speak nonsense outside will be severely punished according to the sect's rules.

As for whether he can embark on the immortal journey, or something else is hidden, we need to observe and observe, and it is not appropriate to draw conclusions now. "

After Luo Jiatong finished speaking, he turned and left, and Pang Peiyan hurriedly followed.

Chu Lan slept peacefully, and didn't know that two big men had come. When she woke up, she felt uncomfortable all over. It seemed that the big rock was too hard for sleep.

There was nothing to say today, until dawn the next day, a bell sounded from the mountain, this was the signal for assembly, everyone hurriedly put on their clothes and went up the mountain road.

"Today, I, the Ziyang Zong Luojia Tongluo Jindan, came to my Luofeng Mountain Dojo, and from then on, this Luojindan will stay and sit in charge.

Oh, by the way, let me tell you something, when you see Luo Jindan later, don't yell, you need to be polite, understand. "

The short and fat monk who tricked Chu Lan here at the beginning was talking to everyone. It wasn't until not long ago that Chu Lan realized that his name was Wang Yue, and he was a small steward of the Ziyang Sect's inner sect.

This steward can't manage the affairs of the inner sect, he can only manage the outer sect. From this, it can be seen that this is not a core disciple, but also a handyman, but he is more advanced than the outer sect disciples.

He can be regarded as a high-level wage earner. If Chu Lan and the others are low-level employees, then this Wang Yue is considered a manager.

Manager Wang, no, Steward Wang led everyone into the main hall, only to see a slightly fat old man inside, not Luo Jiatong, but who else.

"Hehe, it seems that my Ziyang sect is also thriving."

Luo Jiatong put down the tea bowl, looked at the disciples of Ziyang Sect below, and said with a smile.

"The old man seems quite easy-going."

Just when Chu Lan was thinking secretly, Wang Yue turned his head and blinked vigorously. These outer disciples whispered to each other, and I looked at you. I don't know what's going on.

"Greetings to Uncle Luo Master."

Wang Yue bowed and saluted, then coughed twice, seeing no movement, he turned his head and said sharply, "Why are you standing there in a daze, please pay respects to Uncle Luo."

As a result, Wang Yue's voice fell, and everyone realized that they immediately raised their hands and shouted unevenly, "Greetings to Uncle Luo."

"You don't have a teacher, what kind of uncle are you calling?"

Wang Yue covered his head, thinking that this group of newly recruited white men from outside sects are really white enough, they don't understand any rules.

It's not the fault of the white men, no one has explained the rules of this cultivation sect to them, so where do they know.

"Okay, since this is my dojo from now on, I'll give you the general rules first, lest outsiders come and see us like this and be looked down upon."

Luo Jiatong stood up, took steps, and walked in front of everyone.

"The rules of the Cultivation Sect are similar with minor differences, it is about respecting the teacher and respecting the way, and ordering the elders and younger ones.

No one would call their father brothers and sisters. I think you all understand this truth, and it's the same when it comes to Zongmen.

If you join the inner sect, you will be formal disciples, you will have a master, and you will have your own seniority.

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