Chapter 913

Mingfeng is only interested in wine and kendo. He doesn't care about anything else. This Wangchen wants to stay on Wuji peak, and Mingfeng generously agrees.

"The person you recruit back, you can see and arrange it yourself." leaving this sentence, Mingfeng staggered away.

Looking at Mingfeng's distant figure, Wangchen smiled: "your master has some meaning, quite a kind of carefree fairy."

Jiang Chan smiled: "you are too tactful. Shifu, his favorite in his life is wine. He is called jiujianxian. The sect elders are worried that he will die drunk one day."

After looking at the head of Wuji peak, Wang Chen picked his eyebrows: "I think it's good there. In the future, the trial training tower will be placed there."

Jiang Chan hurriedly stopped his movement: "senior, everyone knows that the trial tower has been sealed into the ground. You put it out so carelessly on the Wuji peak. It's to bake our Wuji peak on the fire."

Wangchen said, "what do you want to do?"

"It's very simple. Change the appearance of the trial tower. Even if we have questions in the future, we have died and don't admit it."

"Chicken thief's girl."

Looking at the dust void, he ordered ginger cicada. The next moment, the trial training tower will sit at the top of Wuji peak, looking particularly majestic. Its appearance is completely different from what Jiang Chan saw before. It looks more dazzling.

"It didn't look like this before." Jiang Chan's eyes swept at the top of the tower. Visually, it seems that the height is higher than the main hall of Jianzong?

"This is the true face of the trial tower. If I show the true face of the trial tower, will those sects be jealous? It looks like a good thing."

Jiang Chan silently raised her thumb: "there will be a good place to enjoy the stars and the moon in the future. There is no need to covet the hall of Jianzong."

Wangchen also glanced at the top of the tower, "you girl suits me very much. I also like to lie on the top of the tower and look at the stars."

Such a towering pagoda suddenly appeared at the top of Wuji peak. Of course, it can't hide from the ancestors of Jianzong. The trial training tower has just been installed. Mingwei, Mingzhi, Mingyu and other ancestors all appeared in the back mountain.

As for Mingfeng, after explaining Jiang Chan, he didn't show up at all.

"Magnolia, where did this tower come from?" Ming was still calm and looked at it with a incomparably amiable smile.

Jiang Chan also smiled: "I said it fell from the sky. Do you believe it, martial uncle?"

Mingwei obviously choked with old blood: "even if you deceive me, you also find a good reason. It's just like the trial Tower! Do you really think I'm lame?"

Jiang Chan still smiled: "no matter what it was before, it is now our sword sect's, and it will be our sword sect's trial tower in the future."

Well, everyone understands.

Mingyu was also happy: "Xinyi, I found that you are really invincible in wealth. In our sword sect, you are probably the richest and rich one."

Mingzhi also nodded: "yes, look at your Wuji peak. If you take out so many spiritual herbs..."

Jiang Chan pretended to be poor: "the ancestors like to joke about me. These can't be taken out and can't change the spirit stone, so the disciples are really poor."

"No more, no more, you chicken thief's girl, let's go."

After confirming that this tower is that tower, everyone had nothing to say and turned away one after another. We haven't paid much attention to why the trial tower appears here and whether it will leave in the future.

"Your martial uncles are all good." when they left, Wangchen quietly appeared again, and a trace of admiration flashed in their eyes.

"The sword sect is an extremely tolerant sect, perhaps because everyone is practicing hard. The demand for external things is not so strong. Of course, there is joy. If there is no, you won't feel sorry."

Speaking of zongmen, Jiang Chan's face was much softer. The clan is harmonious and friendly. Although it looks poor and has little preference for the disciples' resources, this warmth is the most unforgettable.

There will also be competition among disciples of the same school, but those are benign. There has hardly been any intrigue and strife with the same school. It can be said that where else is the sword school so clean?

Of course, Jiang Chan guessed that part of the reason may be that everyone is poor and has no interests to compete for.

If Jianzong has always been like this, he doesn't mind cooperating with Jianzong. With these thoughts in his mind, Wangchen suddenly asked after seeing the spirit of plants jumping all over the mountain.

"Where's my Wudao tea tree? You brought out all these little things. I don't believe you will let go of the Wudao tea tree."

Jiang Chan is not ashamed at all: "the enlightenment tea tree is not yours now. It has long given birth to spiritual knowledge. It is already an independent individual. It is guarded by its ancestors in the forbidden area of the sword sect."

"It's the same with the earth. I'd better go and have a look when I have time." Wangchen sighed: "I planted this Wudao tea myself in those years. Unexpectedly, it has already had its own spiritual knowledge. It's not easy to say."

The amount of information was a little big. Jiang Chan tentatively asked, "senior, how old are you this year?"

Wangchen glanced at Jiang Chan lightly. The meaning in his eyes was very obvious. Jiang Chan knew clearly: "don't ask, don't ask?"

At first glance, it's an antique. The enlightenment tea tree is more than 100000 years old. When you think about it, it was planted by the one in front of you. At this age, you can't think of it.

Since the trial training tower settled in Wuji peak, Jiang Chan climbed to the top of the tower with Mingfeng wine that night. There is a small platform on the top of the tower. Wangchen has been lying there, looking at the starry sky under the night.

Jiang Chan was not rigid either. She lay down beside Wang Chen and looked up at the numerous stars: "it's still comfortable here. Her hands can pick the stars."

Smelling the smell of wine, Wang Chen was also a little moved. Unfortunately, he had no entity and was destined to have no chance with wine.

"The girl is very stingy. She can pick the stars with her hands." she joked and looked at the sky.

An old man and a young man were speechless, just bathed in the soft starlight, and their thoughts didn't know where they had flown. Jiang Chan didn't know when to put down the wine gourd and run the star formula.

The star formula worked and pulled the power of starlight to her. Wangchen turned to look at her and saw Jiang Chan staring at the sky. He didn't seem to feel anything. Wangchen turned his head and muttered, "strange skill, strange girl."

Jiang Chan couldn't feel anything outside, and the whole person's mind seemed to be attracted by the stars in the sky. She felt that she seemed to merge with the stars in the sky. Looking at the changes of the stars, it seemed that it had been a long time, or just a moment.