After being stabbed to death by my junior brother

The mountain at the back of Wenjian Peak is the place where the headmasters of all dynasties lived after they retired. After retiring, the cultivators often don't care about world affairs. Therefore, except for a few sweeping boys, there are few people in the back mountain.

Although Daoist Qingxu has a quick temper, he pays great attention to the freshness and elegance of a cultivator.The back mountain is full of spiritual flowers and grasses, which looks a bit fairy-like.

The little boy led Shen Qiuting to a two-story building with a courtyard, and bowed to the inside: "Mr. Dao, the person has already been brought."

Hearing the announcement, the door opened with a "squeak", and an old man in an old Taoist robe walked out.

It was the retired predecessor Lingyun Pavilion who taught Qingxu Daojun.

Daoist Qingxu has white beard and hair, and a long ruler is worn around his waist. He looks very fairy-like.He looked Shen Qiuting up and down, and smiled at him kindly: "Come?"

Shen Qiuting glanced at the ruler around Daoist Qingxu's waist, feeling a little nervous for no reason, so he smiled obediently and nodded.

Daoist Qingxu also nodded at him, and continued to say to the little boy amiably: "There is nothing to be busy today, you go first, remember to close the door."

While watching the little boy close the door, he began to slowly roll up his sleeves.

Shen Qiuting looked at his strange movements, and tentatively opened his mouth: "Daojun?"

"Huh?" The old man looked at him with a smile, like a kind elder, "How old are you this year?"

Shen Qiuting was a little uneasy, and replied cautiously: "17 years old."

"Oh, it's seventeen."

While speaking, Daoist Qingxu suddenly pulled out the ruler from his waist and drew it towards Shen Qiuting.

Shen Qiuting's head was muddled, but he turned and ran away by instinct.

No, shouldn't this be the first meeting?What is Master doing beating him when he has nothing to do?

Daoist Qingxu held up the ruler and chased after him.

Although the space in the yard is limited, Shen Qiuting's figure is exceptionally flexible, Daoist Qingxu chased him for almost a cup of tea, but he didn't catch up.

The old man was so angry that he threw the ruler in his hand to the ground, put his hands on his hips and cursed angrily, "Little bastard, why are you running?"

Shen Qiuting squatted on the tree, with an incredulous expression on his face: "If you hit me, I won't run away, am I stupid?"

As he spoke, he moved along the tree below him to another tree.

Seeing his actions, Daoist Qingxu became even angrier: "Shen Qiuting, please stop!"

Shen Qiuting never expected that his vest would be stripped off after a face-to-face meeting, and he would squat on a tree like a wooden chicken.

Daoist Qingxu seized the opportunity, immediately rolled up his sleeves and went up to arrest him.

Shen Qiuting was firmly held by the ears, and he was in a daze: "It's not...Master, how do you know it's me?"

Daoist Qingxu's subordinates said angrily, "You have the nerve to say, it's been 17 years, and you don't even know you're coming back!"

"Hey, Master, let go first!" Only then did Shen Qiuting realize what Taoist Qingxu asked him about his age, and felt that he was wronged, "I have not come back, haven't I only lived for a short time?"

Unexpectedly, upon hearing his words, Daoist Qingxu jumped even more: "Okay, you have learned to seize the house once you become a demon? Do you still remember that you are a monk of the righteous way?"

"No, no, no! I didn't seize the house!"

Shen Qiuting was afraid that the old man would make up some shocking plots for him, so he hurriedly told the whole story about his rebirth.

Daoist Qingxu patted the back of his head after listening, sighed and said: "You little bastard, just come back, just come back. Is there any discomfort?"

Shen Qiuting raised his head inadvertently, and saw Daoist Qingxu's eyes were a little red, and his heart was a little sour, and he replied nonchalantly: "It's okay, don't you think I can run and jump now?"

Daoist Qingxu patted his forehead again, and started to jump again: "You little bastards don't tell me what happened, one by one is more worry-free!"

Shen Qiuting covered his head, fearing that Daoist Qingxu's temper would be ignited again, and he didn't want to continue entanglement on this topic, so he changed the topic: "Master, can you return my sword to me?"

In his previous life, before he left Lingyun Pavilion, he thought that he would have no chance to be a sword cultivator in the future, so he left his natal spirit sword behind. Now that he finally came back, he naturally wanted to get back his natal spirit sword first.

Daoist Qingxu was not at all angry: "Want a sword? It's in the treasure building of Lingyun Pavilion. If you have the ability, you can get it back yourself."

The treasure building of Lingyun Pavilion is heavily restricted, and there are special guards.Shen Qiuting tried to reason: "I haven't entered the Tao yet, so you let me break into the treasure building. Is this something people do?"

"I'm so old and haven't entered the Tao, so I have the nerve to show it!" Daoist Qingxu kicked him into the house, and said, "There is a gathering of spirits inside, you can draw the air into your body well, and I will give you Handle the things you need to do when you get started."

Daoist Qingxu thought about it but was worried: "Let's ask Jianfeng how to get started, do you still remember?"

Shen Qiuting felt like a fool in the eyes of Daoist Qingxu: "... remember."

Daoist Qingxu was relieved, and he blew his beard and stared at him again: "Why don't you go soon?"

Shen Qiuting had no choice but to obediently close the door and began to try to draw air into his body.

As soon as Shen Qiuting entered, Daoist Qingxu looked at the closed door, and finally couldn't help but sigh deeply.

When Shen Qiuting had an accident that year, he happened to leave Zhongzhou for the Eastern Region.

He dare not count on the Shen family couple.The root of Shen Qiuting's obsession still came from the secret realm in the endless sea of ​​the Eastern Region. He thought that if he could enter the secret realm again, he might be able to find a solution.

But before Daoist Qingxu found the entrance to the secret realm, he received the news of his great apprentice's death.

It was still killed by the second apprentice.

When he hurried back to Zhongzhou, the big apprentice who didn't let him worry all day long had lost even a bone, and the second apprentice who made him worry the most seemed to be a different person, with no vitality in his body. .

Shen Qiuting's death a hundred years ago actually became a thorn in the entire branch of Wenjian Peak, stuck on the apex of his heart.As a master, he has no ability to remove this thorn, so he can only escape to the back mountain to hide quietly.

A few days ago, when he saw Shen Qiuting's soul lamp light up again, he thought it was because of his dizziness. Only when he saw it again today did he put his heart back into his stomach.

Fortunately, he finally came back.

Daoist Qingxu called the little boy again, and asked him to go to the front and talk to Qi Sinan, to record this new disciple under his name, and bring the materials for the new disciple's entry to Shen Qiuting by the way.

Although the little boy wondered that Daoist Qingxu wanted to accept disciples, he still didn't ask any further questions, and obediently left the back mountain to go to work.

Daoist Qingxu thought for a while, and gave his other three apprentices a sound transmission talisman, and asked them to come to the back mountain to have a meal together, and meet the new junior brother by the way.

The body of the heavenly spirit has a natural affinity for spiritual energy, plus Shen Qiuting's previous life experience, it didn't take much time to attract the energy into the body successfully.

Feeling the spiritual power flowing in the meridians, although it is completely incomparable to the previous scene of forming a pill and becoming a baby, Shen Qiuting suddenly felt a strange sense of security because of this little spiritual power.

After all, he was a mortal but was in the cultivation world a few days ago, so it was still very stressful.

He stood up, and as soon as he opened the door, he met the old face of Daoist Qingxu.

Daoist Qingxu threw him the martial attire he had just received in disgust, and said, "Take a shower and change, and come with me to see your senior brothers and sisters later."

Shen Qiuting looked shocked: "Brother and sister?"

Daoist Qingxu seemed dissatisfied with his fuss, and took it for granted: "Now you are the last to get started, so they are all your senior brothers and sisters."

Shen Qiuting didn't expect this to happen again, and his face darkened silently.

"Don't want to be a junior?" Daoist Qingxu smiled at him amiably, "Then I'm afraid you can only be a nephew."

Shen Qiuting reluctantly hugged the school's costumes in his arms, and sighed: "Okay, junior brother will be junior."

Anyway, I haven't downgraded yet.

Daoist Qingxu saw that he seemed to be in a good mood, and asked tentatively: "Your identity...do I need to tell them?"

Shen Qiuting was taken aback, and hesitated for a moment: "Why don't you say it first, wait until I find a suitable opportunity, after all, my previous identity... There is no need to embarrass them."

Lingyun Pavilion is the leader of the righteous way, after all, it shouldn't have too much to do with a notorious devil.

What's more, that little bastard Bai Guanchen is still thinking about cleaning up the house.