Do you think I am willing to become a Nascent Soul?

Broken Water Gate Ziyang Peak.

Although Mu Ning was lying upright on the bed, his eyes were firmly glued to An Zejun's body, that expression was really afraid that if he misunderstood, the person in front of him would be kidnapped and disappeared again.

"You tell the old man again? You! You are the Nascent Soul of my good disciple! How is this possible, such a thing has never happened in the world! You said you were a disciple of the Broken Water Sect before!" Venerable Zi Tong The eyeballs are about to pop out, this is not a baby, this is clearly a daughter-in-law... Bah, bah, bah, a living person!It's appalling!Believe it or not!

"Believe it or not, it doesn't matter much to you anyway, besides, I am Mu Ning's Nascent Soul, so am I not the disciple of Duanshuimen? What's wrong?" An Zejun put both feet on the table.He abruptly turned the wooden chair into a rocking chair, which made people feel disturbed by the creaking.

"My good disciple? Is what he said true?!" Venerable Zitong turned his head and asked his disciple for confirmation.After Mu Ning nodded, his whole jaw opened, wishing he could smash a hole in the ground.

"Not to mention whether you are my disciple's Nascent Soul or not, how did you escape from Du Jieqi's hands! You have to tell me in detail!" Venerable Zitong's eyes lit up.

An Zejun: Hey old man, your eyes are full of evil light now!

"Well, Shanren has his own tricks. But, Mu Ning, I brought you a special product." An Zejun stood up, shook the storage ring, and in an instant, there were half a room of treasures piled up on the ground. out of a hill.

Venerable Zitong: Please give me a dozen of such Nascent Souls.

"How did you get so many treasures?" Venerable Zi Tong hurriedly picked out a few beautiful things, um, this junior sister should like it, oh ho, this one is not bad either.

"But the most important thing is...why did this old man go? Cut it, don't care about him." An Zejun put away his things again, pulled the chair and sat beside Mu Ning's bed.

The four eyes met, everything was kept silent... How is it possible!How could An Zejun give up such an opportunity to beat Mu Ning and make him work hard!

"You are really miserable this time! You don't even have the power to fight back. Hey, you can only start from refining qi in the future! I won't mess with you." An Zejun smiled playfully.

"No, from today onwards, I will enter the secret realm of the sect, and I will not leave the gate until Mahayana." Mu Ning suddenly held An Zejun's hand, extremely firm.

"However, after you came back, did Venerable Qingzhu mention the task? Venerable Qingzhu is not such a fussy person, but Venerable Zhanyue is, no one asked." An Zejun approached Mu Ning On the side of the head, whispered.The scorching breath came to Mu Ning's ear, itching from the cochlea all the way to the bottom of the heart.

"I just woke up, Master didn't mention this matter." Mu Ning turned his head slightly, trying to hide his feverish ears.

"That's good, eh? Why are your ears so red? Are you hot? You still need to cover yourself with a quilt on such a hot day, so let's cover the maggots here!" An Zejun pulled Mu Ning's shirt off without hesitation. The quilt, revealing the gauze-wrapped chest.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are so miserable, if you are tighter, you can go straight into the soil." An Zejun smiled and patted Mu Ning's wound, and Mu Ning twitched in pain.

Before Mu Ning could speak to stop him, the door of the room was violently opened with a bang.

"Oh, I'm so busy with such things that I forgot to tell my good disciple." Venerable Zitong tugged at his beard, looking annoyed. It would be even better if there was a little sincerity in his eyes. alright.

He walked to Mu Ning's bed, looked at An Zejun, and forced him to give him a look of "I'll just treat you as my good apprentice's Nascent Soul, and you have to explain it to me later", and sat down. by the bed.

"After you went after the escaped disciple, Qing Zhu quarreled with the sect master not long after. He claimed that no matter what, he would not agree to Junior Sister Dai Mo's proposal." Venerable Zitong squeezed his The beard fell out several times, and then he pretended not to know and shook it aside.

"I think it's impossible for him to agree. His grandson is really dead." When An Zejun came back, he found something was wrong.

"It doesn't matter if such a grandson is dead, I don't know how many female disciples have been ruined by his grandson who suffered from the plague. It is really disgusting to be born in front of Qingzhu and pretend to be a good child." Venerable Zitong hated He spit out a mouthful, as if mentioning Venerable Qingzhu's grandson was a great insult to himself.

"It is said that not only that, Venerable Qingzhu is a person who can't tolerate sand in his eyes. He was blinded by his grandson. If someone reports his grandson to him, he will be regarded as a slander. As time goes by, some outer disciples just I can bear it like this." Mu Ning sat up lightly, and continued.

"It is conceivable that his grandson is dead, and Qingzhu is absolutely unwilling to let it go. He originally wanted to make a life-and-death contract with Junior Sister Dai Mo, and I can bear it! Who cares if Qingzhu dies or not? If Junior Sister Dai Mo is injured But what to do!" Venerable Zi Tong suddenly slapped his thigh, like a cynical youth beating up the old.

An Zejun: What does it have to do with you!And take back your double-standard face.

"Besides, not only do I disagree, but also the senior brother in charge. Few of the masters of the twelve peaks agree. At this time, Qingzhu's dog-headed military division gave him advice." Venerable Zitong didn't see his disciples and his disciples at all. Qi Yuanying's disgusted eyes spoke with enthusiasm.

"What good idea can the dog-headed military master come up with? He who comes up with a good idea can still be called the dog-headed military master!" An Zejun silently stayed away from the old man. It is said that angry youths are contagious, so I have to stay away.

"It's probably decided by the votes of the disciples." Mu Ning thought about it, and said lightly.

"Exactly." Venerable Zitong nodded in satisfaction.

When Mu Ning mentioned this, An Zejun also wanted to understand.

In this world, cultivators have an unimaginable lifespan, but they also rarely have offspring.This made some people dissatisfied, so some of them with high cultivation came up with a method.

That is to select some of the heirs with poor talents, and marry some disciples with good talents but not high cultivation, so as to obtain a large number of heirs.

Such a high-level cultivator often occupies a high position in the sect, and will gather all his descendants to his side.Over the years, the disciples who used their nepotism to enter from the outer gate had already accounted for half of the entire Water-Breaking Gate, or even more, so at this time the disciples voted to decide whose proposal to follow, and the result was obvious.

But the reason why the dog head army division is called the dog head is because it is something that can be done well by an individual, but it will definitely be a mess in his hands.

Venerable Qiansong was trying his best to mobilize his disciples, but the disciples responded with the attitude of seeing you as a peak master, let me listen to your bb, anyway, not distracted.Until Venerable Qiansong said, 'If you choose the faction of Venerable Qingzhu, then the status of his eldest grandson will be your future status. 'After that, it can really be said to have stabbed a hornet's nest.

The disciples of the inner and outer sects, all those who have new and old grudges against the elder grandson of Qingzhu, think about it, if everyone becomes that kind of person, how can they live this day?So he immediately and spontaneously pushed his friends, and friends pushed friends of friends, to forcefully break the gamble that originally had a [-]% winning rate into [-]%.

That [-]% is the most perfect group among all the elders' direct lineage.

At that time, Venerable Qingzhu's face was full of confusion.He didn't understand at all, but the matter was a foregone conclusion so far, even if he played a scoundrel, he could only divide this water-breaking gate into two factions, north and south.

One side is the northern faction established by the elders and the sons of the peak master.

One side is the Southern Sect composed of disciples who came alone from all over the world.

What's even more coincidental is that the murderer turned out to be a descendant of an elder family of the Northern faction who also gave birth to Wufu's heir. At this point, Venerable Qingzhu could only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. The murder case was nothing. Let it go.

"This is good news." An Zejun rubbed the back of his hands. It turned out that the strange thing he noticed when he returned to the sect came from this. No wonder those disciples were walking on the same road, but they seemed to be unable to see each other. generally.

"Naturally it's a good thing." Venerable Zi Tong nodded in satisfaction again, suddenly stopped as if thinking of something, turned his head and yelled at An Zejun, "Don't think that your matter is over like this! My stupid apprentice I don’t know what ecstasy soup was poured into you, but I actually spoke for you! My master is not so easy to fool! You tell me the truth!”

An Zejun: Speak well, why are you so expressive, it looks like I kidnapped your apprentice with a foxy girl.

"Yeah, let's not talk about this, you old man first lower your head to see if it's okay?" An Zejun picked out his ears, and then pointed to the ground.

Venerable Zitong was still furious at first, but this bowing of his head was ruined, and his primordial spirit broke away from his body again, and fell limply on the ground.

Looking at the flustered Master and the smiling An Zejun, Mu Ning felt a strong sense of happiness in his heart, and when the two of them didn't see him, the bright smile covered his entire face, as well as his dark eyes.

The good times didn't last long, and it didn't take long for a huge "crisis" to find Mu Ning.

This morning, many female disciples blocked Ziyang Peak layer by layer, even if Venerable Zitong came out to dissuade them personally, it would not work, they must visit the injured brother priest.

"Brother Pastor is seriously injured, he definitely needs someone to take care of him! You Ziyang Peak are all men, how can you take good care of Brother Pastor!"

"If you take care of him for a long time, you will become in love with each other for a long time... and become a partner with the senior brother... Oops~ I hate it, how can people say it, don't care, I'm going to take care of the senior brother!"

"That's right, what if the brother doesn't eat enough to sleep well, what if he loses weight, oh my god (Hancock faints)! When I think of this, I feel so distressed that I want to suffocate!"

"Go away, you woman who only knows how to play tricks with your mouth! Only I can take good care of senior brother! I am a rare doctor in the sect!"

"What's a medical practitioner? I'm a well-known great alchemist!"

"You are famous for being as far away as the chickens, ducks, geese and dogs in the yard, and as close as the bottles and cans in the Dan room!"

"You bitch! What nonsense! See if I don't tear your mouth apart!"

"You rascal! I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

The disciple who blocked him: Hey, hey... what are you guys doing here?

It is said that there are three women in one drama, and this crowd of girls is really lively.

Anyway, An Zejun, who is lying on the window sill and looking down, thinks so.

"My elder brother Mu, your popularity is really high. There are so many young female disciples clamoring to come and take care of you." An Zejun looked at the person on the bed teasingly, Mu Ning But he didn't hear the latter words. A "mine" was enough to make his ears turn red and his heart beat wildly.

An Zejun thought that Mu Ning was blushing because of his teasing, so he smiled secretly, and whispered beside him after approaching.

"Then...Brother Mu, do you have a sweetheart?" An Zejun tugged at Mu Ning's ear, and blew into it. In an instant, Mu Ning's whole body turned red.

"...Of course there are." Mu Ning turned his head for a long time before slowly opening his mouth, looking at An Zejun, hoping that he could read the deep meaning in his eyes.

However, An Zejun understood it as a mockery of Single Wang.

"Tch, what's so great about having a sweetheart." An Zejun complained unhappily, and then thought about it, anyway, he will stay in this world for a long time, why not develop a relationship?

This is something that has never happened before!Thinking of this, he was actually a little excited.

"Hey, Mu Ning, how about I choose one of these female disciples to marry?" someone turned around excitedly and said!

"what!!!!!"