Under the Heavenly Peak.

After three days of travel, Jiang Ping, who had not taken the wrong route, raised his head, looked at the peak that was not visible to the top, took a deep breath, and said affectionately:

"I seemed to smell the smell of home, so wonderful."

"I wonder what kind of treatment will I receive as the young palace lord when I go home?"

"My request is not high. Just come with two rows of beauties and just sprinkle flowers for me along the way."

"The first time I entered the door, I have to be more grand."

"Sister Wuqing, what method should I use to remind them seemingly unintentionally, where is my person here?"

"The person who comes stops!"

With two swishes, two snow-white long swords fell from the sky and penetrated straight into the ground. The sword body trembled continuously, and it was full of warning.

"..." Jiang Ping.

"Ahem!"

When the cough sounded, Jiang Ping looked over and saw that Sister Wuqing covered her mouth with her hands, her face turned red, and she seemed to feel very uncomfortable.

"Son-in-law, I didn't laugh! I really didn't laugh! I'm four! Cough cough!!"

Senior Sister Wuqing covered her mouth with one hand and raised the sky with the other.

Jiang Ping silently withdrew his gaze.

I just think what you said is true.

"Why don't you report your name quickly?!"

As the sword fell, two young women in long snow-white skirts were wearing white cloaks behind them, and were dressed in the standard style of the Tianzun Palace.

They are pretty and have a hint of heroic spirit.

Even if he is just two disciples guarding the mountain, his appearance is still up to the level of passing. Among ordinary people, he is considered a goddess level.

It seems that the water in this Tianzun Palace is particularly nourishing.

If it were put in modern times, and the promotion and hype were made here, and a bottle of water was sold for 1,000 yuan, it might be launched directly and went to the world stage.

Jiang Ping's erratic eyes made the disciples guarding the mountain very uncomfortable. They pulled up the long swords on the ground and pointed directly at Jiang Ping:

"If we don't talk, we're going to take action!"

When Jiang Ping heard this, he immediately came to his senses and hurriedly raised his hand to stop him and said, "Don't do it! Your own people, two young ladies, are all your own people!

Since it has reached this point, it seems that I can't hide it anymore. I am your young palace master!"

After saying that, Jiang Ping immediately tidied up his lower clothes, put one hand behind him, and raised the Heavenly Lord's Order with the other.

Then he held his head high and waited for the two female disciples to bow their heads, and then said with tears in his eyes:

Young Palace Master, we have been waiting for you for a long time!

result……

"nonsense!"

One of the female disciples with a few freckles on his face didn't look at the token, and shouted in a sweet voice:

"We have never had men or male disciples in the Heavenly Lord Palace!"

"I still want to use a broken token to fool me?!"

"You think I haven't gone down the mountain, but it's not so easy to be deceived!"

"Wait a minute, Xiaoque, we really seem to have a young palace lord."

The older female disciple next to him grabbed the freckled female disciple who wanted to do it and whispered.

“Is there any?”

The freckled female disciple said in confusion.

"Is there any?"

After being questioned by the freckled female disciple, even the older female disciple was a little uncertain.

"I just heard from the nanny that there is a young palace lord outside our palace. The last time the four envoys went down the mountain just to find him to come back."

The freckled female disciple said confidently:

"The Heavenly Lord Palace is full of women, and our young palace master should be a woman."

"Look at this guy with stingy eyes, a stingy head and pink face, he looks like a little bit like a young palace master."

Upon hearing this, the older female disciple also looked at Xia Jiangping as if he was right, and then said:

"But I think he's a little handsome."

Jiang Ping, who was a little embarrassed, immediately raised his head and raised his chest, consciously tidied up his hairstyle, giving the older female disciple a positive look that "You have a good vision and a future."

Then he coughed twice and said with great momentum:

"As the disciples of the gate, you have never seen such a high-level token, and it is understandable that you are now asking someone to go back to the mountain and ask someone who can speak.

I don't want to talk to you low-level disciples.

Especially you!”

Jiang Ping pointed at the freckled female disciple and emphasized:

"A low-level disciple who is not good at it."

"you?!"

The freckled female disciple was so angry that she wanted to draw a sword to stab her, but was stopped by the older female disciple and said:

"Forget it, Xiaoque, go and invite the nanny. I see that this young master is very dignified and should not lie."

In fact, under the oppression of Jiang Ping's momentum, the older female disciple wisely realized that they were probably not opponents.

Even if you want to take action, you have to ask everyone to talk about it.

"Sister Lan, have you not seen a man for too long? How can he be considered handsome?"

The freckled female disciple was a little dissatisfied and muttered:

"Madam Xiong said that handsome men are eight feet tall, big and round waist, can run horses with their arms, and can shatter stones with one punch.

He's like this..."

The freckled female disciple looked at Jiang Ping with contempt and said:

"The nanny said it was the most unreliable, it was useless at all. She ran faster than a woman when she encountered something. She was not handsome at all!"

"Stop talking, has Madam said you want to listen to me!"

Seeing Jiang Ping's increasingly dangerous look, the older female disciple hurriedly stopped him.

"I just knew to use the nanny to suppress me!"

The freckled female disciple was dissatisfied, but she still obediently pulled her sword and ran up the mountain.

"This young man, Xiaoque is young and energetic, ignorant, and has some words that are not malicious. Don't care too much."

The older female disciple wants to stabilize Jiang Ping before talking.

But when Jiang Ping waved his hand, he laughed:

"Who doesn't know that this young master is the most generous? Don't say such stupid things. I might forget this kind of thing tomorrow."

While I was talking, it suddenly started to snow in the sky.

The thin snowflakes fall with the breeze.

The older female disciple couldn't help but change her face, and she knelt on one knee, and said to the sky:

"Welcome to the envoy!"

A beautiful woman who was carved with ice and snow moved her lotus steps lightly and came in the air, with wind and snow behind her everywhere.

She is the woman with the strongest force in the East, except Tianzun Palace.

"Everyone has seen the young master!"

Dong slowly fell down, threw the freckled female disciple who had just left in his hand to the side, and then bowed to Jiang Pingying, with a respectful and polite attitude.

Jiang Ping closed his mouth manually and then said a little embarrassedly:

"You are a bit awesome."

This strange phenomenon of wind and snow is definitely among the top masters, and is almost like a Taoist magic and immortal art.

He couldn't help but give himself a big mouth in his heart.

How could I bear to send such a powerful wife away?

But now I will mention it to her, there should be a little chance...

"It's just a little bit of profit."
To be continued...