"Cough cough cough, you can't say that."
Zhen Gu smiled radiantly at Zhou Yi and asked, "Little fellow, of the seven elders in the hall, whom do you wish to take as your master? I am Zhen Gu, the sixth-generation Heavenly Master..."
"Eldest senior brother!"
Zhen Zhi interrupted, "I have already taken him as my disciple, and the dharma name is set to Chang... Yi. Where do you get off trying to entice him like that?"
While speaking, he looked at Zhou Yi and kept winking to hint.
"Greetings to my great-grandmaster, greetings to all the grandmasters."
Zhou Yi bowed deeply and said, "Disciple, after arriving at the mountain, the first person I met was my cousin Shou Ming, which means I'm fated to be with my master."
"Very good, very good."
Zhen Zhi praised repeatedly and pointed to the several zhang high statue made of refined gold in the hall: "This is the statue of the founder of Qingyun Temple, the first Heavenly Master of Dongsheng Divine Continent, pay your respects quickly."