Raising Evil Spirits

I didn't recognize him at a glance. After all, this tall young man, with handsome eyes between his eyebrows, made it difficult for me to search for his records. However, when I looked at the woman flying out beside this young man, I suddenly remembered that they were Who's up.

The characteristics of my youth began to coincide with my memory. The man was my disciple Fan An, whom I received in the Land of the Nine Immortals. This child has been taken care of by Mr. Taihua since childhood. I have not been in these years. It seems that I followed Taihua. Jun went to the Heavenly Sword Immortal Gate to study together.

As for the beautiful-looking woman, Fan Ya is undoubtedly Fan Ya. After standing next to Fan An, she smiled and said, "Brother, you don't want to think, how can you let the master take action? We are here to test if you want to test. If you lose, you lose to your own junior sister. The brothers and sisters learn from each other and it is normal to win or lose, but if the master loses, the problem will be bad. Where is the face?"

"Fan Ya, don't talk nonsense about pastime masters!" Fan An hurriedly stopped seriously.

But a younger teenager drifted out. Fan Xiao was still as strange as he was when he was a child: "Master, you often say that you have studied swordsmanship with your master, and each is good at winning each other, often fighting inextricably. Up and down, you won't lose if you think about it! Or you can try her swordsmanship, and you will be able to give pointers!"

Van der snickered, but didn't intend to help. He was exactly the same as his honest personality back then. He was really seven years old, and these children were about the same as when they were young.

"Fan Ya, Fan Xiao, how can you irritate your master so much? It's just a nonsense!" Taihua Jun looked at Xing'er and smiled: "Little girl, that's it. Dao Zun is a teacher, then I am the master, you have to listen to the master, right?"

Fortunately, watching a group of my disciples come on stage, her mouth opened wide in surprise, and finally nodded instinctively: "If you are Master's brother, I will naturally listen to you..."

In fact, because I saw these disciples, my heart was quite warm, so I didn't remind Xing'er anything, and I also wanted to see how Fan Ya, Fan An, Fan Xiao, and Fan De are being taught now.

Jun Taihua coughed slightly, and said pretentiously: "I want you to pick one of my four senior nephews to fight. They say it's your senior brother and senior sister, but they are all righteous. Dao Zun disciple, don’t underestimate it..."

"Master!"

"Master!"

Several disciples were suddenly dissatisfied, but Mr. Taihua didn’t care about that much, and said: “Either you choose one of four to fight with your junior sisters, or you will play in all four rounds. Assuming she is really your master’s personal biography. Disciple, either you will be ashamed of all four, or you will be ashamed only once, think about it yourself!"

Several disciples suddenly felt like a concubine, and Fan der smiled bitterly, "No matter how you don't speak, it's too unfair."

"I didn't say anything. Didn't I also push the master into the water?" Fan An also looked depressed, but these quirky children suddenly looked towards Fan Xiao, the youngest boy, and made the same decision. I want to use Fan Xiao, a young man, to operate.

"Isn't it? It's me again?" Fan Xiao looked depressed. It is estimated that he usually took care of several brothers and sisters.

"Huh, isn't it us? Speaking of it, this little junior girl is younger than you. It's not you. Are you planning to let us bully the small by big things?" Fan Ya laughed.

"This...then all right." Fan Xiao scratched his head and nodded seriously. It is estimated that his sister was bullied by this airbag.

Fortunately, seeing this group of brothers and sisters is so real, I couldn’t help but ask me in my thoughts. In fact, I also have a lot of gratitude in my heart. These disciples are the last four I took and the four I take care of the least. After teaching them the Tianyi God Secret Art, I have been letting Taihua Jun carry it. I don't know how it is all these years? Thinking of this, I felt very guilty: "They are indeed your brother and sister."

"Don't be afraid of Xiaoer. Master is optimistic about you. Didn't you just come back from your big sister? I heard that you have learned the swordsmanship. Ouch, just listen to the name, you are half scared. In the past few days, Xiaojian will turn to see me, Master and Uncle. I didn’t even dare to mention or test your strength! Isn’t it just the time when your brothers and sisters are discussing it? And look, you were the youngest of your master. Disciple, after all these years, only someone called you a junior fellow, you see now, there is one more person who wants to call you senior, are you happy?" Tai Hua Jun patted Fan Xiao's shoulder with heartfelt words, Fan Xiao As I listened, there was an expression of gratitude: "Uncle Master said Xiaoer's voice!"

"Right? Then you have to try your junior sister, what's wrong in swordsmanship, try to give pointers, you see, there is finally a junior who can give pointers, what a good thing!" Tai Huajun continued Instigate.

Fortunately, she covered her mouth and chuckled, but she did not expect that there would be such a great master and a few such fun senior brothers and sisters. Of course, her heart was very warm, because she had never felt such sincere brotherhood.

Everyone just flew all the way to the nearby big sword field and gagped all the way, and the group of immortal families who came to the rescue also wanted to see this discussion between the brothers and sisters of the master, and they all followed. On it.

"But having said that, Mr. Taihua, can we not find the head first?" a Zen Dao realm immortal family asked halfway.

"Do you think I didn't say hello? The Sword God is busy, let us greet first, and let us try first, or else it's not like that, wouldn't your sword God head be sad?" Said.

A group of Zheng Daoxian nodded in agreement, and said nothing.

Soon, everyone fell into the field, Fan Xiao twisted his shoulders, and then drew out a sword, while Taihua Jun looked at Xing'er only condensing the Qi sword, and immediately asked Xing'er if he had a sword. Fortunately, he was also honest and told Taihua Jun about the loss of the Toujin Sword.

Tai Huajun was surprised, and he also fiddled with the Qiankun bag that he had just seized. Sure enough, he found the Golden Sword in the bag of the old man who kidnapped the lucky child, and his eyes widened in surprise: "Is it true? This is really you guys." Master’s Golden Sword!"

Several disciples immediately gathered around and identified this golden sword one after another. There is no doubt that at least 80 to 90% of it is believed now.

Xing'er took the sword handed over by Fan Xiao and said, "Xing'er didn't lie to you, Xing'er is really a disciple of Master!"

"Master proves the Dao Chuangshitian, you are younger than us. You have the master's Dao lineage, not from the master's father, right?" Fan Ya couldn't help but guess. After all, I have proven that the golden sword is a treasure. The possibility of non-personal transmission is greater.