Qingyang County.

He County.

In a bedroom in a secluded courtyard, the faint sunset came in through the window and lazily fell on a handsome man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a lazy demeanor.

The man lay on the white knees of the beauty in the yellow skirt, greedily eating the purple grapes that the beauty fed him.

"Sir, today is the last day!"

Zhao Shirong's voice was soft and clear. With her delicate hands, she caught the grape seeds that Zhou Chen spat out and gently wiped the juice that overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Yes, we can go back tomorrow!"

Zhou Chen has been here for two months, and he misses Qin Hongyu, Tianxiang Fairy, Yu Youwei and others terribly.

"It's getting late, would you like to go and say hello to Elder Jin?"

"I'll go right away."

Zhou Chen nodded slightly and got up.

Zhao Shirong took the clothes and helped Zhou Chen put them on.

Zhou Chen adjusted his belt, looked at his handsome self in the mirror, and walked towards Elder Jin with brisk steps, feeling very proud.

"Disciple Zhou Chen meets Elder Jin."

Zhou Chen bowed and went straight to the point:

"The two-month period has come to an end. I am preparing to set off to return to Qingyun tomorrow. I wonder if the elder has any other instructions?"

"No, go ahead!"

Jin Wufeng waved his sleeves and said coldly.

"Disciple, take your leave!"

Zhou Chen turned around and left without any hesitation.

He felt that Jin Wufeng became even colder towards him, even with a hint of disgust.

Zhou Chen was not surprised.

Jin Wufeng had come to spy on him before, and with his spiritual sense, he had naturally discovered Jin Wufeng long ago.

He knew that Jin Wufeng must think that he was playing with women all day and had no ambition to make progress, and he might even tell the leader about his performance here.

"Oh, it's so hard to be a human being."

Zhou Chen shook his head. He practiced so hard every day, even unable to sleep at night, working hard day and night, but unfortunately no one understood him.

Sure enough, geniuses are always incompatible with ordinary people.

Wild beasts always travel alone, while cattle and sheep travel in herds.

"Sir, how is it?"

Zhao Shirong was a little worried. She knew that Zhou Chen came here because he had displeased the headmaster and was punished.

Although it was not a serious punishment, it was just a change of place for training, and Zhou Chen didn't need to do anything normally.

But this is a reminder to Zhou Chen, a small punishment but a big warning.

I hope Zhou Chen can reform himself.

But after Zhou Chen came here, nothing changed. Every day he either teased her or found different ways to tease her.

Fortunately, her cultivation is not weak.

Otherwise I can’t bear it at all.

She was worried that the leader would punish Zhou Chen again after knowing the news here.

"Elder Jin didn't give any instructions. We can go back tomorrow."

Smelling the faint feminine fragrance on Zhao Shirong, Zhou Chen grabbed Zhao Shirong's legs and picked her up in a princess hug.

"We're leaving tomorrow, so today let's remember this little home where we've lived for two months."

Zhou Chen raised his foot, pushed the door open, and strode into the room.

"Ah, sir, I haven't eaten yet..."

"Eat you!"

Lowering his head and kissing Zhao Shirong's rosy lips, Zhou Chen greedily kissed her softness and sweetness.

After a moment.

Two hot bodies swayed on the solid wooden bed.

【Feng Yue +6】

【Feng Yue+9】

…

Zhou Chen continued to practice hard as usual and study the great Dao, but he had no idea that there were countless people in Qingyun Sect waiting to laugh at him.

Even two sons from a peasant family would fight to the death for land, let alone a large sect like Qingyun Sect.

The Qingyun Sect’s true disciples have a status comparable to that of elders, and there are only thirty-six of them at most.

Except for Shenjian Peak, which has only two true disciples, the other eight peaks are fully staffed with four true disciples.

Don’t think that Zhou Chen became a true disciple very easily.

That's because Shenjian Peak is special. It has its own quota for true inheritance, and is able to cultivate Yi's archery skills, making it a rare genius among millions.

Like other peaks, the peak master may have dozens of disciples under his name, but there are only four spots for true disciples. Those disciples who have not become true disciples are all eyeing the remaining spots in Shenjian Peak.

Previously, there were disciples from other peaks who wanted to become true disciples of Shenjian Peak, but they were defeated by Li Changhen with one arrow. They said disdainfully, "You are so weak, and you are worthy of becoming a true disciple?"

After this incident, other disciples temporarily did not dare to think about taking the position of the true disciple at Shenjian Peak.

As for challenging other true disciples and seizing the position of true disciple, although this is a normal way, it is actually very difficult.

True disciples are all talented, otherwise they would not be able to become true disciples.

After becoming a true disciple, benefits skyrocket and resources become abundant. It is conceivable how difficult it is for ordinary disciples to challenge and defeat them.

Unless the talent far exceeds the true teachings.

Now, Zhou Chen, the weakest true disciple, is a piece of fat meat in the eyes of everyone.

Especially after Qing Yuyao received Jin Wufeng's letter, she cursed, "A rotten tree cannot be carved." This remark was not kept secret. It was not only Qing Yuyao's angry words of disappointment in his achievements, but also a warning to Zhou Chen, which excited countless disciples who coveted the position of the true disciple.

Previously, Zhou Chen had shown up at the True Transmission Ceremony and performed amazingly, catching the attention of the Sect Leader, so they were still a little cautious.

Now that they have fallen out of favor with the Sect Leader, they naturally have no scruples anymore.

As for Li Changfeng? Who doesn't have a backer or a master?

Zhou Chen didn't know that a bunch of people in Qingyun Sect were waiting to laugh at him and wanted to take away his position as the true disciple and replace him after one year.

At this moment, Zhou Chen has entered the Tao, immersed in it, and comprehended the mystery of the Tao. The more he comprehends, the more he can appreciate the charm of the Tao.

Confucius said: If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening.

The ancients did not deceive me.

The moonlight is like water and the stars are bright.

Zhao Shirong curled up in Zhou Chen's arms like a docile kitten, with a slightly raised mouth and a few traces of tears in the corners of her eyes, which made people feel pity for her.

Zhou Chen hugged Zhao Shirong's fair body, gently stroked her jade-like back, and just held her quietly without saying a word.

The two are still connected, enjoying the passionate emotions between heart and body.

Zhao Shirong buried her head in Zhou Chen's chest. She closed her beautiful eyes and bit her lips, as if she had not yet recovered.

Deep down, she felt that it was wrong for Zhou Chen to be obsessed with women all day long, but she also enjoyed this feeling. Lying in Zhou Chen's arms made her feel genuinely happy.

The sun has risen high and is already shining on our butts.

Zhou Chen got up, changed his clothes, washed up, and had breakfast with the help of Zhao Shirong.

"Set off and go home!"

Holding Zhao Shirong in his arms and riding on his beloved Jiaolong horse, Zhou Chen was in high spirits. He spurred the horse and whipped it, galloping wildly across the mountains and plains like a wild horse.

"I want a silver saddle for a white horse!"

"I want to be as fast as a shooting star!"

Zhou Chen seemed to feel the martial arts dream of his youth, dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse, wielding a sword in the world, and taking pleasure in avenging enemies.

Ride the fastest horse, drink the strongest wine! Kill the strongest enemy, sleep with the most beautiful person! "Robbery!"

Two horse thieves suddenly jumped out, one holding a mace and the other carrying a Xuanhua axe on his shoulder, with a tripwire rising in front.

"I'll do it!"

Zhou Chen held Zhao Shirong's chest tightly with his left hand and drew out the third-level general-killing sword with his right hand.

Boom! A 40-meter-long sword energy was swung out, and the trip rope broke with a sound. The burly man holding the Xuanhua Axe was cut into two halves by the sword before he could react.

Swish! The hot blood splashed on the face of the big man holding the mace next to him.

"Sword Qi?"

"Late stage of body refining?"

The man with the mace opened his eyes wide. This kind of sword energy could only be used by a strong man who had reached the seventh level of body and organ refining and had condensed his internal energy.

He didn't expect that when he was robbing a pretty boy and a beautiful woman, he would run into a young genius.

Tsk! "Why is my head shaking?"

As the last thought flashed through his mind, his head had been chopped off by Zhou Chen's knife and fell into the grass next to him with a thud.

Boom! Boom! Zhou Chen swung his sword twice again, and the sword energy swept across the sky. Dozens of horse thieves ambushed in the woods on both sides were cut into two sections, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Clang! The sword was sheathed, and the dragon horse galloped past without stopping.

"Kill one person every 10 steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles!"

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(End of this chapter)