The first cancer in the world of immortality

Chapter 60 Arrangements of the Immortal Feather Sect
Immortal Cultivation World, East Xuan Continent, within the Immortal Feather Sect.

Although it was night, the sect was still lit with fire and lights.Many disciples in white robes walked around, talking to each other, or walking silently.

In the martial arts arena, there are still many disciples who are competing with each other.Flying swords are all over the sky, and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, a scene in full swing.

However, in the living room of the second elder, the atmosphere was extremely serious and silent.

An old man with white hair and wearing a blue robe sat on the bed and looked coldly at the girl in blue in front of him.

This old man is one of the four great powers in the world of cultivating immortals - the second elder of the Immortal Feather Sect!
His cultivation base reaches the heavens and the earth, and he has amazing attainments in pills.Coupled with his high position, there are countless monks who want to visit him every day!

In front of the Second Elder, stood a girl in blue.The girl buried her head very low, like an ostrich, not daring to look up at her master.

"Xiaomeng, you..."

"Master, I was wrong!!"

As soon as the second elder opened his mouth, the blue-clothed girl fell to the ground with a plop, "Never again!"

"The old man hasn't spoken yet!"

Blue veins loomed on the second elder's forehead: "Anyway, I'm also a direct disciple of the sect, give me some backbone!"

"Good master..." The girl in blue stood up cautiously.

"Ahem, Xiaomeng. The last time you went out to practice..."

"Master, I was wrong!!" The blue-clothed girl fell to the ground with a plop again: "Never again!"

"You fucking let me finish my sentence!!" The second elder roared angrily, "Who gave you this stinking problem!!"

"Okay, okay..." The girl in blue stood up again.

The second elder took a deep breath and calmed down the restlessness in his heart: "Xiaomeng... well, what did I want to say just now?"

The blue-clothed girl raised her head cautiously: "Then master, think about it slowly, I'm going to practice first?"

"Stop this old man!" The second elder said angrily, "You! Are you really going to piss this old man off!"

"Why did I accept such a wicked person like you!"

The girl in blue blinked her eyes, lowered her head and said nothing, but a pair of black eyes were rolling in her eyes.

"Huh, I remembered." The second elder snorted heavily, waved his sleeves, and threw a few long scrolls in front of Lin Xiaomeng: "This is the congratulatory gift you gave to the second son of the Zhang family on his [-]th birthday, right?" ?”

"See for yourself, what kind of stuff you write!"

The long scroll was unfolded, but it turned out to be a couplet.

It's just that these couplets are all written on white paper.

The blue-clothed woman named Xiaomeng raised her head to look at it, and then read it softly——

The first couplet: When a person lies down and a cloth is covered, the whole village waits for the food to be served.

The second couplet: As soon as the coffin is lifted and the soil is buried, relatives and friends kneel down.

Hengpi: Longevity.

"You still have the guts to read it out? Huh?" The second elder said angrily, "I told you to restrain your character and act in a low-key way. Is that how you keep a low profile for me?"

"Although the Zhang family's bastards usually bully men and women and do all kinds of evil, but the old head of the Zhang family has friendship with our Immortal Feather Sect, and he has helped us a lot."

"You came to the door with such a big thorn, and gave someone such a pair of couplets at the [-]th birthday party?!"

"Master, I didn't want to do this at first." Xiaomeng, the girl in blue, said weakly, "The couplets were just a gift. I mainly wanted to give him a clock. It's just that the clock is too expensive, so I didn't give it..."

"You!" The second elder had another blue vein on his forehead, but he soon forcibly endured it: "Forget it, the old man has already gone out of the mountain to warn that bastard from the Zhang family. Forgive him for not dare Looking for revenge on you."

"If he dares to continue to be presumptuous, the old man will break his three legs with his own hands!"

Xiaomeng immediately smiled: "Master is mighty, Master is domineering!"

"Hmph! I came to see you this time mainly for another matter." The second elder snorted, "In a month's time, our Immortal Feather Sect will send an exchange team to the Fairy Academy in Zhongzhou for friendly exchanges."

"Brother Suzerain discussed with several of our elders and decided to let you join the exchange group to go together..."

"Don't go, don't go!" The blue-clothed girl Xiao Mengmeng didn't want to, and shook her head repeatedly: "Master, this disciple just wants to be a safe and secure salted fish. I stay in the bedroom every day, reading books, painting, and molesting the little maid..."

"Give me a bit of ambition!" The second elder's forehead showed another vein: "The main purpose of sending you is to allow you to participate in the exchange conference, so don't let our Xianyu Sect lose too much face!"

"Most of the direct disciples are over 25 years old, and a few who meet the age requirements have gone out to practice. After thinking about it, only you can hold the field."

Xiaomeng still didn't give up: "Master, why don't you think about it again? You see, my cultivation level is not as good as that of the senior brother, and I am unreliable in doing things. The key is that I have a cowardly personality, and occasionally sell my teammates. ..."

The second elder endured it again and again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Come here! Bring the old man's god-killing stick! The old man wants to have a good fight with our beloved apprentice!"

Xiaomeng's face paled immediately, and she waved her hands again and again: "Master, please forgive me! This is corporal punishment, ruthless destruction of the little flower of the sect! You can't do it!"

"Aww! Master, stop! I'll go, can't I go!"

"Forgive me, Master——Aw——"

……

"Huh, that should be fine."

Looking at the long and thick wooden stick in his hand, which he found after searching for a long time, Ye Zijin waved it towards the air: "Then let's practice it according to the memory first."

"I remember it should be..."

Ye Zijin recalled the moves on the sword manual, then opened his posture, and shouted: "Liuyun Sword Art——Flying Crane Style!"

Swish swish!
The wooden stick shook, and Ye Zijin's figure went up and down, roughly performing the sword technique in his mind.

But after the display, even he himself frowned.

It's so awkward.

As for my own swordsmanship just now, I am afraid that if I play tricks on others, they will close their eyes in disgust.

If it is really used in actual combat, it will definitely be wiped out by one move.

It's better to hit a few more flame punches with bare hands!
Where did I go wrong?Is it really just lack of proficiency?

How about holding back the awkward feeling and practicing a few more times?

Just when Ye Zijin was frowning, unable to figure it out, a ghostly voice suddenly came from behind.

"Are you practicing sword?"

Ye Zijin's hair was matted, he turned his head in an instant, and subconsciously yelled: "Ah!"

After calling out, he realized that the person who made the sound was actually an acquaintance he had seen before.

It was a girl in a purple training suit.A white belt wrapped her slender waist, and her black ponytail was raised up with a hair tie.Her gaze was cold and indifferent, against the backdrop of the white moonlight behind her, she looked like a fairy in the dark night, cold and mysterious.

In her hand, she held a long purple sheathed sword.

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I looked at the total number of words today, and before I knew it, it was 14 words. It seems that it is not far from being on the shelves?

Cough cough... Well, you guys understand what we mean, hehe...

(End of this chapter)