The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

A knock on the door made Hututu, who was eating candied haws in his dream, open his eyes in a daze.

Hu Tutu rubbed his eyes with his hands, just sat up and didn't realize where he was.

Ouyang, who was dressed in green, pushed the door open and walked in.

"Big...Brother? Have you eaten yet?" Hutu asked in a daze.

"It's still early for dinner, and today we don't eat on the small mountain, we go to Qingyun Peak to eat. Get up quickly, I'm going to light the ever-burning lantern for you today." Ouyang said with a smile.

Then he glanced at Hu Yan who was lying obediently on the bedside, but Hu Yan didn't get up.

Putting on his clothes in a daze, he followed Ouyang out of the room, and when he looked up, he saw Bai Feiyu standing on a branch with his hands behind his back.

"Senior Brother Bai practiced so early! You are really hardworking!" Hu Tutu sighed.

"Pretentious in the early morning, I don't know who to show it to, let's go, let's go, we won't be able to catch Qing Yunzong's lunch if it's later." Ouyang glanced at Bai Feiyu, then turned his head and urged Hututu.

"Well, senior brother, we don't want to continue walking, do we?" Hu Tutu looked at the senior brother, although he didn't know why the senior brother only had the ninth level of qi training, but the ninth level of qi training can't fly with a sword.

Do you want to climb the seemingly endless mountain road again?

Ouyang shook his head and said with a smile: "We don't need to climb the mountain today, people from Qingyun Peak will come to pick us up today."

As soon as Ouyang finished speaking, a crisp bird song sounded.

Hutu looked up and saw a huge white crane hovering above the small mountain peak.

With the blessing of true essence, a young boy's voice resounded on the entire hill:

"Accept the decree of the head of the sect, and now lead the new inner disciple, Hu Tutu, to Qingyun Peak to light the ever-burning lamp of his life! Hu Tutu, go forward to receive the decree! Idle people, stay away!"

"The idlers wait to avoid?"

Ouyang narrowed his eyes, looking at the white cranes that were still circling in the sky, how dare he be so arrogant in the boundary of the small mountain?

How dare he?newcomer?

But this white crane looks quite fat!

"Xiaobai, shoot me the flying ones, I'll add lunch today!" Ouyang said to Bai Feiyu who was standing on the tree with his hands behind his back.

Bai Feiyu opened his eyes in dissatisfaction. He was stabilizing his realm, but someone dared to amplify his mind with real yuan?

Impatient to live?

The three-foot Qingfeng sword on the waist seemed to feel the emotional fluctuations of its master, and then it was unsheathed and rushed towards the white crane in the sky.

"Brother Bai! The bird stays under the sword!"

A golden streamer approached quickly, directly knocking the white crane hovering in the sky far away.

The golden streamer stopped, and a handsome young man in a white Taoist robe stepped on a flying sword and stood with hands folded:

"Junior Brother Bai, Patriarch Junior Brother has only entered the inner sect not long ago, if I offend you, I hope you will forgive me."

Seeing the person coming, Bai Feiyu closed his eyes again.

The flying sword, which had been emptied, flew back into the scabbard with a swipe.

Ouyang looked at the attribute panel of the visitor, and immediately knew who the visitor was.

Name: Ling Feng {the chief disciple}

Cultivation level: Nascent Soul triple realm

Root bone: 8

Charisma: 8

Lucky: 8

Kendo qualification: 8

Exclusive Skill: Dual Sword Hua Zhan

Evaluation: The big disciple of the master of the double-sword style.

Ouyang said with some dissatisfaction: "Lao Ling, what are you doing? Why do you dare to send Xiao Shanfeng here?"

Ling Feng smiled apologetically and said: "I sent a letter to Master to Yunv Peak just now, so I asked the Patriarch to come here for me. I have already told you to be careful. Maybe the young people are a little arrogant. Please invite Ou Brother, forgive me."

He speaks politely and smiles with a kind of gentleness like a spring breeze.

"Brother, they dared to attack the master's mount!" A voice of shock came from the white crane, and a young man poked his head out and complained to Ling Feng.

Ouyang looked at the boy with his head exposed, his face changed without leaving a trace, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Name: Zu Yuan (Son of the Demon Race)

Cultivation level: [-]st layer of alchemy

Root bone: 10+1

Charisma: 8

Lucky: 7

Dao of the Sword Qualification: 10

Exclusive Skill: Variety Golem

Evaluation: A somewhat high-profile villain

Demon Son? ! !

The old man in charge actually accepted a demon saint son as his apprentice?

And the demons actually sent their own holy son over as an undercover agent?Did you spend your money like this?

Seeing Zu Yuan's attribute panel, Ouyang only felt a little dazed with a series of question marks flashing.

Daoism and demons cannot coexist, this is an iron law that has existed since ancient times.

Both myself and Xiaobai have confirmed this point before. During a certain demon-killing operation, Ouyang once tentatively asked Xiaobai.

After completing the task, Ouyang sighed and said: "Xiaobai, there have been countless battles between Taoist demons? Why do you think this is?"

Bai Feiyu replied flatly: "It's just a dispute over orthodoxy, it's been like this since ancient times."

In other words, in Xiaobai's previous life, the struggle between Dao and Demon existed, and Xiaobai also took it for granted.

Ouyang frowned and looked at the arrogant Zu Yuan on the white crane. He saw that the attributes of the panel were indeed extraordinary, even higher than Xiaobai who was reincarnated from the ancient sword fairy, and only slightly inferior to his little brother.

But this is not what Ouyang is worried about. Any genius who has not grown up is nothing to worry about, as long as they are not given time to develop.

Ouyang was just worried that if the old man in charge took in such a demon son, would he lose his security at the end of the day.

After all, as the head of the Seven Great Sacred Lands, his direct disciple turned out to be a holy son of the Demon Race!

This is a great shame and humiliation to Qing Yunzong, who claims to be a pioneer of the righteous way!

Following Ouyang's contemplation, Ling Feng on the flying sword still stood with his hands folded, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.

On the other hand, Bai Feiyu on the tree opened his eyes in amazement. This senior brother himself has never been so unreasonable and unforgiving. He always looks like a nice guy. Why didn't he answer today?

Bai Feiyu turned his head to look at the pensive Ouyang, his heart moved, he floated beside Ouyang, and asked flatly: "What's wrong?"

Ouyang came back to his senses, looked at the confused Bai Feiyu, and said in a low voice, "Xiaobai, what do you think of that boy riding a crane?"

Bai Feiyu's eyes narrowed, he looked at the young man above the white crane, nodded and said: "Although not as good as the second senior brother, he is equally talented. It seems that the master has taken in a good apprentice."

Ouyang was a little surprised, even Xiaobai, the reincarnation of the ancient sword fairy, couldn't tell that the boy in front of him was from the demon clan?

Could it be because of that exclusive skill?

The corners of Ouyang's mouth curled up slightly.

"interesting!"