Disciples always want to tease me [Rebirth]

Leaning against a big tree is good for enjoying the shade. Gong Liangxiu just leaned against the big tree Goutian, but he didn't feel much shade. Instead, he was suffering from the scorching heat from his heart to his body.He wiped the sweat off his face, looked up at the sun and said, "There's no need for us to sit and talk under the sun, right?"

Qiao Yang took out a bunch of candies and put them on the ground, "There are no other rooms."

Gong Liangxiu sized him up, leaned over and licked his arm, "You won't be jealous, will you?"

Qiao Yang immediately retorted, "Why am I jealous?"

"Little boy," Gong Liangxiu curled his lips, "Don't worry, I won't compete with you for your master's favor."

Qiao Yang's ears were reddish, and he felt a little awkward in his heart. He gave him a blank look, "What do you love or not?"

"Who didn't come from a child, I understand and I understand." Gong Liangxiu picked up a piece of candy, looked at the glistening candy skin, "You advanced quite quickly, and you have already established a foundation after not seeing each other for a month."

Qiao Yang waved his hand, "So-so, huh? Why do I think those people look so familiar?"

Gong Liangxiu turned his head and looked into the distance, only to see several monks walking towards them, the clothes on their bodies could tell they were members of the Lingxiao Sect, "Why don't you stay with the Lingxiao Sect?"

Qiao Yang shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Several disciples saw Qiao Yang from a distance, walked over quickly, and cupped their hands at Qiao Yang, "Excuse me, is Uncle Gou there?"

Qiao Yang yelled at Gong Liangxiu, "Go and call your master."

Gong Liangxiu took a deep breath, patted his thighs and stood up, reached out and rubbed Qiao Yang's head, "Little brat."

The corners of the disciples' mouths twitched slightly, and they couldn't help laughing.

Qiao Yang suddenly felt that his face was damaged, and he turned around and ran away as soon as he put the candy away.

Gong Liangxiu looked at the crowd helplessly, and said: "Everyone wait a moment." After saying that, he turned into the room to report.

Goutian had heard the movement in the house a long time ago. Ever since he approached Mount Tai, Goutian had suppressed his cultivation at the late stage of his heartbeat, so no one could see his real cultivation. Occasionally, one or two monks passed by nearby and saw him After his cultivation base, he only regarded him as a casual cultivator with a little talent, and he didn't intend to come to visit him, and he didn't know how these disciples knew where he lived.

Seeing that Gou Tian didn't speak, Gong Liangxiu asked, "Master, do you want me to reject them?"

"No, let them in." Gou Tian lowered his eyes and glanced at Gong Liangxiu's hand.

Gong Liangxiu felt a slight chill on his wrist, as if a steel knife had been slashed at him, he subconsciously hid his hands behind his back.

Gou Tian said with a straight face: "Still going out?"

"...Yes." Gong Liangxiu went out to call for someone dumbfounded, not knowing where he had offended this person.

The few disciples came out of the secret realm, and they had nothing to do. They were just ordered to visit Goutian and take him to the place where Ling Xiaozong was stationed. How much they take care of, how can they offend if they don't mention the gratitude in their hearts?

Everyone didn't want to stay for long, so they got up and said goodbye to Gou Tian after talking about the old days.Before leaving, a female cultivator suddenly turned around and handed a jade slip to Gou Tian, ​​"Uncle Gou, here are some precautions for the martial arts tournament."

Gou Tian glanced at the jade slip with his divine sense, and found that there were several difficult opponents from other sects recorded in it, and he clearly analyzed the advantages, disadvantages, and identities of those opponents. He looked at the female cultivator and nodded slightly: "You It's called Liu Hanzhu? I'm interested."

Liu Hanzhu cupped his hands and said with a smile: "It's just a small effort, I would like to thank Uncle Gou for saving my life that day in the secret realm."

"You are all disciples of my Ling Xiaozong, and I will take care of you both emotionally and rationally."

After hearing this, Liu Hanzhu thanked him a few more words, and then left to chase other disciples.

Gou Tian turned his head to look at Gong Liangxiu, "You are also Qiao Yang's uncle after all, so don't fight with him easily in the future, you will lose your seniority."

Gong Liangxiu said with a smile: "It's okay, now everyone pays attention to the elders and juniors to be friends..." He didn't dare to continue, because the eyes of the master on the opposite side had become more and more gloomy, and he was afraid that if he continued to speak, he would be punished. Stabbed to death with a sword.

Alas, Master is really an old antique.

Goutian felt upset and waved him away.

The monk's time is very precious, and he seldom cares about red tape. After distributing the materials of the martial arts conference to all sects, he is ready to start the competition the next day. However, for the sake of fairness, it is still necessary to draw lots to determine the opponent, but This step is done by the elders of each sect, Goutian just needs to sit in the room and wait for the news.

Perhaps Ling Xiaozong also knew that the fourth elder was unreliable, so he didn't force him to come here on this occasion, so the third elder was sent.The Third Elder was the exact opposite of the Fourth Elder, he was impatient, he was the first to rush to draw lots, and after the draw was over, he would tell the disciples who participated in the competition the result.

Goutian took the lottery result that Liu Hanzhu had just sent, and held a small meeting with his apprentice and grandson, "Gong Liangxiu, are you going to participate in the martial arts competition tomorrow?"

Each faction will at least select one person who came out of the secret realm to participate in the competition.

Gong Liangxiu laughed quickly: "If my opponent is Master, I will admit defeat immediately."

Gou Tian said: "That's not necessary."

Gong Liangxiu said in disbelief: "Master, do you want me to win?"

Gou Tian glanced at him, "You can't beat me even if you don't admit defeat."

"..."

Qiao Yang covered his mouth and smiled, coughed and said, "Do you have to go back to the Gongliang family to prepare for it tonight?"

Gong Liangxiu was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No need, anyway, I will admit defeat as soon as I get on stage tomorrow."

Qiao Yang was puzzled, "Why?"

"No one was happy when I won, but I was hated instead."

Qiao Yang blinked, lowered his voice and said, "Is there someone in the Gongliang family who is not very friendly to you?"

Gong Liangxiu looked at Goutian and nodded slowly.

"Ah, no wonder you are in a hurry to ask for a teacher." Qiao Yang patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, you have a master backing you up."

Goutian cooperated very well and said, "Win if you want to win, just do your best."

Gong Liangxiu's heart moved slightly, he originally just wanted to find an excuse to get rid of Gong Liang's family, but unexpectedly he worshiped such a reliable master by mistake.

"Qiao Yang." Gou Tian turned his head to look at Qiao Yang and said, "Don't run around tomorrow."

"Hmm." Qiao Yang felt depressed for a while, the master told Gong Liangxiu to speak like an elder telling a junior, and talking to him was like an elder telling a kid.

Due to the large number of people, the martial arts tournament was divided into several venues, and each venue was guarded by two elders.As the organizers, the Ling Xiao Sect and the Wan Gu Sect had excellent seats in each venue. Gou Tian took Qiao Yang to find a seat with relatively few people and sat down, watching one monk after another fight on stage.

There are very few sword cultivators among these monks, and their cultivation is generally only below the Golden Core Stage. To Gou Tian, ​​this kind of fighting method is like playing tricks, but he also watched it very patiently. Yang explained that what this master did was conscientious, and even the disciples sitting around him took advantage of the light to start a small stove.

After Qiao Yang listened for a while, it seemed that there were nails growing under his buttocks, shaking from side to side was very dishonest.

Gou Tian looked at him helplessly, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Yang said: "Master, Gong Liangxiu is going to compete, I want to cheer him on."

Gou Tian pursed his lower lips unobtrusively, "I'm going to have a competition soon too, Mount Tai is mixed with fish and dragons today, I'll go with you after I finish the competition."

"It's okay, I'll go and come back soon, really." Qiao Yang said, "He's so good, he will be thrown off the stage soon."

Gou Tian was silent for a moment and said: "Go."

"Thank you, master." Qiao Yang hurried to another venue. Anyway, Gong Liangxiu is now his own, and if you lose, you don't lose. How can there be no cheerleaders?

Gou Tian watched Qiao Yang leave, then turned his head and continued to look at the stage, his face was expressionless, but his eyes were extremely gloomy.

The two monks who were competing on the stage suddenly felt the murderous aura coming from the audience at the same time, they paused in unison, and turned their heads to look in Goutian's direction.

Goutian closed his eyes, restraining the anger in his heart. Ever since that day, when he got close to Qiao Yang, his emotions were a little difficult to control. It seemed that he had to find the reason sooner.

As soon as Qiao Yang left, he left for half an hour and didn't come back until Goutian went on stage to compete.

The one who competed with Goutian was a casual cultivator in the middle of his heart. His eyes were shining brightly. He quickly glanced at Goutian's storage bag. Seeing that he didn't show the magic weapon, he was sure that Goutian might be a alchemy cultivator or a talisman cultivator. He doesn't have much combat power. Although there is a difference in one level of cultivation, Goutian is a disciple of the martial arts sect and probably doesn't have much actual combat experience. The only thing he needs to guard against is whether Goutian's master has given him any secret magic weapons.

But even if he had the magic weapon, based on his many years of experience in life-and-death struggles, it would not be a problem to deal with Goutian. The casual cultivator settled down a bit, took out two small rings, and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, please."

Gou Tian glanced at the empty seat under the stage, pressed his lips tightly and nodded.

The casual cultivator immediately threw out a small ring, and at the same time put another small ring on his head.The small ring that flew out quickly spun in circles, splitting into two and then into four, forming dozens of phantoms and attacking Goutian from all directions at the same time.

The audience exclaimed, this Xiaohuan is really cunning, trying to distinguish the real Xiaohuan from the phantoms is like climbing the sky, now you can only focus on defending all directions at the same time, even so, you may be caught accidentally Xiaohuan sneak attack.

Several disciples from Ling Xiaozong's secret realm stared nervously at Goutian's actions.

In the blink of an eye, Gou Tian stretched out his hand to grab it, dozens of phantoms dissipated in an instant, and he grabbed the real little ring in his hand, the little ring was still trembling and wanted to break free, just kidding, a man with a god Will the Jindan cultivator who read it be unable to find the real thing?

The casual cultivator's expression changed for a moment, and he took out a handful of gold needles in a calm manner.

Goutian raised his hand and threw Xiaohuan, and Xiaohuan rolled Goutian's sword energy to attack the casual cultivator.

The small ring on the loose cultivator's head let out a low sound, and flew out suddenly, and the sword energy directly threw the loose cultivator off the stage.

"This..." The two elders were only at the late stage of Jindan, and they didn't see how Goutian made a move. They looked at each other and didn't know how to judge.

The atmosphere became stalemate for a while, and a disciple of Ling Xiaozong whispered: "My uncle is a sword cultivator."

An elder suddenly realized, "So that's the case, then this little friend should have used sword energy when he made a move, so it's not considered cheating, this round is for Ling Xiaozong to win."

After hearing the results, Goutian immediately jumped off the stage, and walked towards the venue where Gong Liangxiu was, without any haste. There was no wind around him, but the corners of his clothes and hair were fluttering.

The monks passing by could feel the violence of the spiritual power on his body, and hurriedly stepped out of the way, whispering to each other, "How can you win and lose?"

"Who knows, sword repairers are a bunch of weirdos."