My disciples have hidden identities

Chi Zhengyang smiled wryly, and said dryly: "The third senior sister is training her body, this should be another mountain she knocked down."

Refining the body!

Ji Pingsheng was stunned, too shocked to speak.

Fuck, isn't that girl's body just an ordinary spirit bird?

What spiritual bird body training can emit such a great power?

What spirit bird body training can knock down a mountain!

Ji Pingsheng fell into deep thought. Could it be that the body of the transformed spirit beast is so strong?

Just when Ji Pingsheng was silent, Chi Zhengyang pleaded for Third Senior Sister again: "Sect Master, why not let Third Senior Sister go this time, she must know she was wrong."

"Cough cough."

Ji Pingsheng coughed twice, looked sideways at Chi Zhengyang and said, "Since you have pleaded for her twice, then forget about this matter, and you must discipline her well next time you see her, and don't let her It’s so helpless.”

As he spoke, he inadvertently slapped his trembling legs.

Otherwise, should we still eat dog meat at night?

Chapter 5

Ji Pingsheng looked at Chi Zhengyang, who bent over to pick up the elixir on the ground, and put on an expression of appreciation, very pleased.

Of the four disciples in the sect, Chi Zhengyang is his favorite.

The eldest disciple Jing Muxi held a broken wooden sword all day long, and sat on the back of the mountain for a whole day, not caring about anything.

The second disciple, Qi Luo Shenlong, sees the beginning but does not see the end, and often brings some messy girls to the sect.

The third disciple, Ji Youkun, knows nothing but making trouble, and rides a big black dog around the mountains every day.

To put it bluntly, because the three disciples had just transformed when they were picked up by the old suzerain, they had no names and surnames, so they simply took his surname.

Among these disciples, the fourth disciple, Chi Zhengyang, was the most suitable for him.

He planted all the spiritual fields in the sect, whether it was planting or selling elixir, he was in charge. He endured hardships and endured hardships without complaint. This is really a kind young man who would never meet in ten lifetimes.

If possible, Ji Pingsheng really wanted to directly promote Chi Zhengyang to be a great disciple.

Looking at Chi Zhengyang who was working hard in the sun, he suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart, and stepped forward to ask: "I entrust you with all the dirty work, don't you have any complaints?"

"Complaints?"

Chi Zhengyang was slightly taken aback, looked up at Ji Pingsheng with a pair of clear and bright pupils, and suddenly showed a dazzling smile: "No complaints, these are what disciples should do."

As he said that, a trace of haze flashed in his eyes, as if recalling a memory he didn't want to recall, he showed a bitter smile: "Before I came to the sect, I lived in a cold place, with a cold father, a cold brother, like Prisons are generally depressing."

In a blink of an eye, the bitterness on his face disappeared, and was replaced by a bright and brilliant smile: "In the sect, although the eldest brother doesn't pay much attention to me, the second senior sister always teases me, and the third senior sister often makes trouble for me, but I think It's nice and warm."

"So, even if I get up at five o'clock every day to clean the sect, take care of the spiritual field in the morning, go shopping in Beiyuan City in the afternoon, and practice until the early morning in the evening, I am willing."

Hearing Chi Zhengyang's answer, Ji Pingsheng was greatly moved, and praised: "I really want other people to hear your enlightenment!"

He decided to step into the spiritual field again after many years to help his favorite disciple clean up.

The whole spiritual field is about 120 mu, [-] mu is spiritual rice, and [-] mu is spiritual medicine.

And the one that was trampled by the young Kun was the most valuable panacea.

Looking at the big dog footprints all over the ground, Ji Pingsheng felt a pain in his flesh.

Even if the black dog is stewed, the loss cannot be made up for.

The two of them cleaned up for more than an hour before picking out all the elixir that had been trampled in the spiritual field.

Ji Pingsheng looked at a pile of tattered elixir exuding a faint fragrance in front of him, his face suddenly darkened, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

"About how many spirit stones have been lost?"

Chi Zhengyang calculated silently, and said, "Probably, more than 300 spirit stones."

More than 300 spirit stones!

I can buy a bottle of panacea or a spiritual weapon!

Ji Pingsheng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said with a dark face, "Tell Ji Youkun to catch ten monsters and bring them back to me, or else she won't have the right to share the pills in the future!"

"Yes."

Chi Zhengyang responded.

"Okay, it's time for me to go, you can farm the land yourself."

Ji Pingsheng suppressed his depression, waved his hand, turned around and left.

however.

Before he could take a few steps, a high-pitched sound suddenly resounded throughout the entire Shang Qing Sect.

"Where is the suzerain of the Shangqing Sect? Elder Lin of the Zhenwu Sect of Beizhou is here to visit!"

This sound pierced Changhong, and the birds and beasts moved after hearing the sound, and scattered out of the forest.

Simultaneously.

On the highest peak of Shangqingzong's back mountain, Jing Muxi paused the wooden sword in his hand, even at the moment he stopped, there were still dozens of hundreds of sword lights flashing in the air.

In the small courtyard of Emperor Qingzong, Qi Luo opened a pair of beautiful eyes on the soft floor filled with fragrance, and the soul-stirring purple pupils radiated light.

Ji Youkun was still playing in the field of Qingzong.

"True Wuzong?"

Ji Pingsheng looked blank, turned his head and asked Chi Zhengyang behind him: "Do you know what Zhenwuzong is?"

Shang Qingzong has not had a visitor for nearly three years, and the last time a visitor came was because of the Zongmen's appraisal.

Chi Zhengyang thought about it for a while, and said: "Zhenwuzong is a middle-level sect in Beizhou, and it is also near Beiyuan City. The suzerain is a strong man in three disasters."

"Three calamities, medium sect?"

Ji Pingsheng was surprised, he had just been appointed to the palace realm, and he was still two realms away from the three disasters.

Although he didn't know what happened when the elders of the middle sect came to the Shangqing sect.

But he knows that those who come are not kind and those who come will not come.

"Chi Zhengyang, take the guests to the meeting hall."

Ji Pingsheng flicked his sleeves, cleaned the dust off his body slightly, and walked towards the meeting hall.

Chi Zhengyang looked at Ji Pingsheng's retreating back, showing worry.

He also knew that the comer was not kind, but the strength of his suzerain was too low, could he stand up to it?

"I still have a few seven-turn golden pills, do you want to find a chance to give them to the suzerain?"

Chi Zhengyang pondered, what should I say?

Just pick it up.

As he thought about it, he walked towards Shangqing Zongwai.

Ji Pingsheng entered the meeting hall first, with a serious face, sitting upright on the high seat of the meeting hall, waiting for the arrival of the guests.

10 minute later.

Chi Zhengyang walked into the meeting hall.

Behind him was a burly middle-aged man in a gray robe and silver boots.

Elder Lin didn't know whether he looked down on Shang Qingzong or had confidence in his own strength, so he came in alone.

After Elder Lin entered the meeting hall, he saw Ji Pingsheng at the first sight, and his expressionless face suddenly became furious: "Where is your suzerain? Why did you send a child over!"

Ji Pingsheng's face immediately darkened.

"Cough cough."

Chi Zhengyang coughed twice, walked quickly to Ji Pingsheng, and introduced: "This is the suzerain of our Shangqing Sect, Ji Pingsheng."

"metropolitan?"

Elder Lin was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose, as if he was about to laugh in the next second.

All of a sudden, Elder Lin raised his hand, and a coercion like a thousand-jun-heavy mountain, carrying violent spiritual energy, pressed towards Ji Pingsheng!

If you can't stop even one temptation, then today's mission can be said to have been successful.

Elder Lin sneered in his heart.

When this coercion hadn't reached Ji Pingsheng, Chi Zhengyang's expression changed slightly, and without anyone noticing, he flicked his fingers to disperse the coercion.

A second passed.

Two seconds passed.

Three seconds passed.

Lin Laozhang looked at Ji Pingsheng who didn't change his face, and knew that his temptation had been broken, and his face darkened slightly.

My coercion cannot be dispelled by a mere monk in the palace realm. Could it be that there are still experts in the Shangqing sect?

Ji Pingsheng didn't know that there had been a confrontation in secret. He sat on a high seat, looked down at that Elder Lin, and asked in a flat tone: "I don't know what's the matter with Elder Lin of Zhenwuzong coming here?"

Chapter 6 Shang Qingzong Doesn't Raise Pigs!

The Dayan Dynasty had four prefectures in the southeast and northwest.

There are 36 cities in nine cities in each state.

The 36 cities surround the imperial city in a ring shape.

This is the whole picture of the Great Yan Dynasty.

There are nearly a hundred sects of all sizes in Beizhou, and there are more than a dozen around Beiyuan City.

Among them, there is one high-ranking sect, three middle-ranking sects, eight low-ranking sects, and one non-traditional sect.

And Shang Qingzong is the one who is not popular...

A sect with only a few members occupies [-] acres of spiritual land, so it would be weird not to be approached.

After the first secret confrontation, Elder Lin of the True Martial Sect put away a trace of arrogance and arrogance, and raised a trace of vigilance in his heart.

But he is not afraid, with his own strength of the Five Elements and Second Realm, and the fact that he is backed by Zhen Wuzong, will anyone dare to stop him if he wants to leave?

Under the guidance of Chi Zhengyang, Elder Lin sat on the guest seat, picked up a cup of astringent and bitter Fancha, took a sip, put it down again, and said lightly: "This time, I came to visit with us. The oral order of the Zhenwu Sect master."

"Speak straight."

Ji Pingsheng twitched his lips, speaking to each other, not just passing on a message, pretending to be elegant.

This tone made Elder Lin's face darken, young man, you lack respect for elders.

If the old man is a member of the devil, today I will teach you what it means to respect the old and love the young.

"Humph."

Elder Lin snorted coldly, took out a quaint Najie from his bosom, threw it on the table casually, and said indifferently: "The three-yearly 'Huangjiang Daobing' competition is about to start in one month, we The [-] disciples of the sect are in urgent need of spiritual beasts."

"Emperor's descendant Taoist soldiers?"

Ji Pingsheng was at a loss, he turned his head to look at Chi Zhengyang, and asked, "Do you know what that is?"

Little suzerain, you don't even know this!

Chi Zhengyang looked embarrassed, he moved his head, and explained in a low voice: "It was an event specially organized by the emperor of the Dayan Dynasty to encourage competition among the sects. Dao artifacts and a large number of origin artifacts as rewards."

Free rewards?

Ji Pingsheng's eyes lit up, as if he heard something of interest, he hurriedly asked: "Are our sect qualified to participate?"

Chi Zhengyang smiled dryly: "If you can participate, you can participate, but our sect may not get any rewards."

amount.

Ji Pingsheng was speechless.

The enthusiasm that had just been ignited in his heart was extinguished by Chi Zhengyang's words.