Master, you think too much

The Apprentice Association is not as crowded as the Zongmen General Assembly. You can get rich by running a peanut and melon seed, which can drive the economic development of the hosting Zongmen... Therefore, there is no Zongmen competing for the right to host it.The small sects also expressed that their sects were poor and could not afford it, so the three largest sects had always taken turns to manage it.

This time it was Mu Yunzong's turn.

Muyunzong is a bit far away from Xiuyunzong, so if you want to go, you have to make full preparations. Fortunately, there is enough time, and Sangzi can take his time.

The apprentice meeting is a competition between pure disciples, and the rules are clearly written: as long as no one interferes, you can fight whoever you want and how you want, regardless of your rank.

In other words, whoever you want to fight and which sect you want to enter, this time the disciple acceptance meeting can be said to be a good opportunity.

Sangzi buckles the word, Yanhu is not a human being.

"Do you know what to do?" Sangzi knelt down and rubbed Yanhu's head.

"You, you're cheating!" It's too shameless for a monster to fight with a little monk who just entered the cultivation world and is no different from ordinary people!

"Your apprentice..."

"It's your master!" Sang Zi reminded.

Flame Tiger flicked his tail, gritted his teeth, and said, "Okay, my master!... As far as I know, my master has reached the stage of foundation establishment at least, and ordinary inner disciples can't compare to him. Are you still worried about the new group of disciples?" Weak chicken?"

Sangzi was really worried that Su Boli would not be able to beat them. Although those new monks said that their cultivation base was not high, they all practiced bit by bit by themselves, and they were able to retreat by themselves.Compared with them, Su Boli is like pigs injected with growth hormone and pigs insisted on feeding... Ahh!It's similar to the comparison between peonies that are forced to bloom in a greenhouse and cactus that thrive in the desert. I know in my heart who has the strongest fighting power.

Sangzi murmured, "If you're afraid, you're afraid. There are roosters in weak chickens. I can't let him take risks."

"Look, it's like this again, it's all your fault for protecting my stupid master too much, he doesn't know how difficult it is to cultivate immortals!" Yanhu sneered, "The most important thing for a cultivator is to understand the mind and enlightenment, and he even realizes it. There is no chance, if you don’t believe me, just wait and see, it will only become more and more difficult for him to advance in the future.”

Sangzi slapped Yanhu on the forehead in displeasure, how could the deity not know about this kind of thing, do you need to say it? !

"If that's the case, then you can follow the deity and watch from the audience." Sangzi closed her beautiful eyes slightly with a solemn expression, "If something happens, you must protect him on behalf of the deity."

This time Sang Zi did not act alone, he asked Su Boli to go with the new disciples of the Xiuyun Sect, and he himself took the thankless task of escorting the disciples.

Canglan understands his small plan, fearing that he will patronize his own apprentice and forget other disciples, so he asks Sect Master Xiangyun to follow.

Xiuyunzong has recruited quite a few disciples in recent years, but there is only quantity but no quality (except for the protagonist!), the cultivation level is generally not high (except for the protagonist!), and there are very few who can control the sword (except... the protagonist is just not It’s just a sword in hand!), in this era of backward transportation, it is very difficult to act collectively.

Sangzi had no choice but to rent some flying monsters.

The disciples lay on the backs of the flying monsters, their hometowns guarding their swords.Sangzi stood at the head of the sword, Su Boli stood at the sword body, and the Yanhu, which had turned into a human form, squatted at the tail of the sword, its two paws tightly hugged Su Boli's thigh and did not let go.

In fact, Sangzi would rather ride a flying monster than Yujian. Riding a flying monster can at least have a good time, and even have a chance for the protagonist to make contact with each other... Yujian has to stand all day long!Still can't move!

Thinking of this, Sangzi gritted his teeth with hatred.

Blame this guy!Sangzi glared at Yanhu. Originally, Sangzi could ride a flying monster, but as soon as it followed, several flying monsters were frightened by it, fluttering their wings and croaking.A few disciples who couldn't sit still were overturned to the ground, and a large-scale stampede almost happened. Fortunately, Sect Master Xiangyun reacted quickly, and promptly raised his spiritual energy to catch it...

Yanhu felt aggrieved, it was a shape-changing monster and a carnivorous monster, the fear of these low-level monsters was purely instinctive!Just like when a mouse meets a snake, even if the snake explains to the mouse that it is just passing by, the mouse will still pee in fright. Could it be that the mouse blames the snake for urinating?

Anyway, Sang Zi Qi was half-dead, and he couldn't directly put it into the space in front of everyone, so Yu Jian had to lead it to follow far behind the team.Su Boli refused to leave his master no matter what, Sangzi was moved in his heart, so he took it with him!Must bring!

However, I didn't see the little green eyes of Sect Master Xiangyun behind her...

Most of the disciples are still in the gas condensation period and need to rest. The flying monsters have been flying for a day and they also need to rest. Sangzi Sect Master's legs are sore and he needs to rest...

So under the coercion of Sangzi, a group of people found an inn to stay early under the strong sun. The master of Xiangyun frowned and asked Sangzi, is it too lax to stop and rest so early?

Sangzi pretended to be too windy and didn't hear...

The clerk fastened the flying monster, wiped off his sweat, and invited everyone into the inn to sit down. After serving tea, he asked casually, do you want some lunch?

Yanhu wiped his saliva and nodded desperately, "If you want it, please bring me a roasted spirit lamb... You don't know how I've been living lately..."

Sangzi waved his fist in front of it, scaring Yanhu to swallow the words and saliva behind it... Then Sangzi squeezed the soft skin on the back of its neck, carried it back to Su Boli and sat down next to it.

"Private room, two upper rooms, 26 lower rooms, all monks, vegetarian diet is enough." Sang Zi pushed away the teacup in front of him and said slowly.

The 52 disciples looked at Sangzi together.

"You all look at what this deity is doing?" Sang Zi was looked at inexplicably, "Of course the deity and Sect Master Xiangyun each have a room in the upper room, so you can feel wronged, and the two of you will squeeze into the lower room... Hurry up if there is anything else you want to say Said, overtime ignore..."

After a small commotion among the disciples for a while, a disciple really stood up, and Sangzi stopped the commotion immediately when he noticed that he was coming together.

"Going back to my hometown, Master Uncle, I have something to say." He said respectfully.

"Say."

He pointed to Yanhu and Su Boli who were sitting opposite Sangzi and said loudly, "Master Uncle, there is only one room left! The two of them don't have a room yet!"

Ah.

Sangzi almost sneered, there are so many people, why is there no Yanhu in Subori?Taking a ten thousand step back, if you don’t have it, you don’t have it. Why are you shouting so loudly?

"Come here... which suzerain's disciple are you?"

"Back to Master Uncle, the disciple is Ji Xi, a disciple of Grand Master Xiangyun." He lowered his hands, standing in front of Sangzi in a dignified manner.

"Oh?" Sangzi raised her beautiful chin, staring at Xiangyun calmly.

Xiangyun covered her mouth and smiled awkwardly, "This kid is a newly recruited inner disciple of my elder disciple, Ji Liu, and I heard that he is a good single spiritual root..."

"So, please explain to Master Ji Liu for this deity..."

Before he finished speaking, Sangzi slapped Ji Xi's face with his backhand, and with a "snap", a beautiful palm print slowly appeared on his face.

Pure slap, without any spiritual power.

Su Boli rushed forward and grabbed his master's hand and rubbed it, "Master, how are you? Does your hand hurt?"

Ji Xi covered her face and was dumbfounded.

"They? Humph! He's your uncle!" Sangzi let the stupid apprentice rub his hands, "Even if it's your master, you still have to call him senior brother, what are you?!"

"Okay, okay, the ignorant junior will be taught a lesson, don't overdo it," Xiangyun's face turned ugly after all, since he was beating a disciple of his own sect, "I will ask someone to arrange a room for my nephew... "

"No need," Sang Zi stood up gracefully, "Subori come to sleep in the deity's room."

"Then what about me?" Yan Hu was at a loss.

"You too."