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

Today is the day when Qing Yunfeng is in charge of preaching. On this day, all inner sect disciples below the Nascent Soul stage will go to Qingyun Peak to listen to the sermon.

On the square on the top of the mountain, there are already countless desks densely packed, and behind each desk sits a monk with his eyes closed.

From Zhuji to Yuanying, there were hundreds of people densely packed, all of them were waiting for the owner of the futon on the high platform to appear.

In charge of teaching and preaching, even the inner disciples of the Nascent Soul stage will come occasionally, and even the monks of the Nascent Soul stage can get new insights every time they listen to it.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Dong Xuzi's cultivation base is unpredictable, and his comprehension of Taoism is astonishing, far from being an existence that these low-level disciples can look up to.

Being able to listen to Master Dong Xuzi's personal preaching means not only being able to listen to a high-quality lecture, but also representing honor.

Dongxuzi is not only the head teacher of Qingyun Sect, but also known as the No. 1 in the world of practice today.

There are even rumors that Master Dong Xuzi has already touched the fairy gate.

He is invincible under the immortal, one for one above the immortal!

All inner disciples are honored to be able to listen to such a powerful monk preaching.

Listening to the preaching of the head is to get the true biography of the head!

Rounding off, I am the head disciple!

All the disciples who came to listen to the sermon flocked to it, and it was hard to find a table in the square!

Three bronze bells rang, a gust of wind blew across the square, and a figure slowly emerged on the high platform.

I saw that when this person appeared, it was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, the smell of strange fragrance, and the faint sound of fairy music.

Immortal demeanor, dignified treasure appearance, dressed in a black Taoist robe, with wooden hairpins in his hair, and a whisk in his hand.

Between raising one's hand and throwing one's foot, the Taoist rhyme circulates, the true energy is traced back, and the posture of a fairy is extremely out of the dust!

Dong Xuzi raised his hand and waved the dust whisk, activating the spirit-gathering array on the top of Qingyun Peak, and the top of the mountain was immediately enveloped by strong vitality of heaven and earth.

The rich vitality of heaven and earth condensed into mist, and the entire top of Qingyun Peak was surrounded by immortal energy, and one breathed one's spirits.

Everyone stood up and bowed to Dong Xuzi, and said in unison: "Meet the head teacher!"

Dong Xuzi nodded, and looked at the inner disciples in the audience with some relief. These are the future hopes of Qingyun Sect!

Dong Xuzi said in a calm voice: "Each take your seat, the sermon begins!"

The voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of all the disciples.

All the disciples saluted again, sat down in their seats obediently, and obediently raised their ears, waiting for the head teacher to preach.

Dong Xuzi nodded without leaving a trace, sat on the futon, and just opened his mouth to speak when he heard a thick lion roar.

"Young master is here, get out of the way!"

Such a voice suddenly came from the originally silent square, and Dong Xuzi on the high platform almost choked on his own saliva.

Whoa!

All eyes turned to the steps, and the huge stone lion that had been guarding the gate jumped up, and on the back of the lion was riding a young man in green clothes with black lines all over his head.

The stone lion looked at Shangdong Xuzi with dissatisfied eyes, somewhat guilty. His voice was indeed a little louder just now, but then he thought of the master on his back, and he became arrogant again.

Being able to give my master face in front of the head teacher, such a loyal pet dog, wouldn't the master want to send me another burst of true energy?

Winning is numb, this wave of winning is numb!

Compared with the dissatisfaction of the old man in charge, being able to get a little more qi from the master is not worth mentioning at all.

Is Qing Yunzong's head teacher very attractive?I'm just a stone lion guarding the gate, none of my business!

The tail behind the stone lion squatting on the ground swung even faster, waiting proudly for the master's compliment.

Ouyang looked at the mentally handicapped eyes all around with black lines all over his head, even Ouyang with such a thick skin couldn't help but blush.

What is this idiot yelling about?

Such a shameful line, do you want to kill yourself?

Ouyang jumped off the stone lion's back, kicked the stone lion, and sent a stream of zhenqi to it.

The stone lion felt the original zhenqi in his body increase again, rolled up happily, and flattered Ouyang to the fullest.

"Get lost!" Ouyang cursed at the stone lion angrily.

The stone lion doesn't bother too much. If the master tells me to get out, I will get out. Next time the master comes, I will lick it again!

The stone lion stood up, glanced majestically at the inner disciples who had come over, as if he had become the majestic mountain guardian beast in front of the mountain gate again, then turned around and ran down the mountain.

Ouyang scanned the square, hey, it's quite full, there are no empty seats!

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother! Here, here!"

Suddenly, a group of muscular brothers on the east side of the square stood up and waved desperately at Ouyang.

Ouyang looked, it turned out to be Xingfeng's disciples, and he was very familiar with Xingfeng's disciples. In the past, Li Yi, the master of Xingfeng, grabbed him and went to Xingfeng.

The good name is: Discussing the Danqing technique.

In fact, it was threatening to hand over Chen Changsheng's new notebook.

After coming and going, I also got to know Xing Feng's disciples very well.

In the past, this group of Xingfeng disciples were all muscular men with big brains, and the whole Xingfeng was full of a very punishing atmosphere.

Even wearing a Taoist robe, the Taoist robe is deformed by the bulging muscles.

After all, Xing Feng was in charge of the patriarchal clan of the Qingyun sect. If he couldn't fight, how could he be able to control those arrogant geniuses in the sect.

In the entire Qingyun sect, apart from the best-clothed old man in the world all day long and the stinky-faced Jianfeng Jianxiu, Xingfeng's muscular brothers can beat him the most.

Ouyang walked over quickly, and received warm greetings from brothers and nobles:

"Then who, stand up and give up your seat to senior brother!"

"Brother, I haven't seen you for a few days, he looks even more handsome!"

"Brother, let's discuss swordsmanship at night when we are free!"

.....

Ouyang waved his hands around, laughing and cursing freely among the many muscular men, and even made a few of the muscular men full of shyness.

Xing Feng's disciples knew very well that Ouyang in front of him was very close to his master.

Once I drank too much and almost burned yellow paper to pray.

The square, which was originally quiet enough to hear the sound of falling needles, suddenly became noisy like a vegetable market.

Dong Xuzi on the high platform coughed and said, "Quiet!"

When the teacher opened his mouth, Xingfeng's disciple immediately put away his excitement and sat down on his seat honestly.

Dong Xuzi looked surprised at Ouyang who was sitting among a group of muscular men, with his hands on the table behind him, and looked up at him indifferently.

This kid hasn't come to listen to his preaching for almost ten years, right?

Is the sun coming out from the west today?He even came to listen to his own sermon?

There must be some conspiracy, right?

Dongxuzi glanced at the fairyland still in the sky without leaving a trace, coughed and said: "Today's lecture, technique, method, way, practitioner, the beginning of Taoism, the beginning of Qi training..."

Dao Yun echoed throughout the square with the sound.

Leaning on the table behind, Ouyang, who was crossing his legs, looked at Dong Xuzi who was preaching seriously.

Seeing Dong Xuzi's mouth opening and closing, it became more and more like a fish coming ashore facing him, opening and closing its mouth.

Dongxuzi's voice came in from the left ear and came out from the right ear, like a lullaby, making Ouyang's eyelids heavier and heavier.

One second he wanted to persist, but the next second Ouyang raised his head and fell asleep with his mouth open.

Dong Xuzi had just spoken less than ten words when he heard a loud snore.