The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

Taoist Juechen didn't answer, but instead asked: "Changji, what did you mean by what you said to him just now?"

The smile on Liu Changji's face froze for an instant, and after half a breath, he pretended to be deep and said: "I won't tell you the secret."

"Changji, I said before that if you want to accept him as a disciple, I will not interfere. He is willing to worship you as a teacher, and I am willing to do so. But..."

Taoist Juechen put down the teacup in his hand, and the tea was shaking in the cup without spilling a single drop.

"If you talk too much nonsense to him and lose your sense of proportion, I will never sit idly by."

Liu Changji twitched the corners of his mouth, laughed a few times, and stopped talking.

It just so happened that at this time I had finished greeting the nuns one after another and returned to the banquet hall.

Seeing the expressions of Master and Daoist Huantian, one could tell that they were talking in private.

It was inconvenient for him to disturb, so he just stood obediently by the side with his hands behind his back, as quiet as a floating cloud, independent of the world.

"Why are you standing again? Sit down." Daoist Juechen said softly, "What did you talk to them just now?"

"Ah..." Startled one after another, "Just casually chatting a few words, the difference in the scenery of each peak, and how long you usually practice."

Taoist Juechen raised his mouth, noncommittal.

"By the way, Xu, the spirit stone of Peak Master Fengming..."

One after another hurriedly offered it with both hands: "Here is the spirit stone, and I will leave it to the master to dispose of."

"Give it back to Lord Ouyang Feng. I'll give you a better one as a teacher."

They nodded obediently one after another.He is not greedy for this priceless high-level spirit stone, and there is no problem in returning it to Fengming Peak Master.

Shizun can't make up for him any more.

Master has given him enough.

Fang Xiu was chatting with a peak master just now, and seeing them coming back one after another, he followed him back to his seat, and happened to hear this sentence.

He mocked lightly: "Brother, you are so narrow-minded, Xiao Qu'er will be jealous if you take someone else's things."

"But it's true," he turned to one after another, "give this back to Ouyang Bige, and I'll give you a bigger one too."

Fang Xiu was so teased that his face turned red, and he forgot it so quickly?Now what nonsense.

He glanced sideways at him one after another, ignored him, and returned the spirit stone to Peak Master Fengming as instructed by his master.

"Yo," Ouyang Biage's eyebrows bent like distant mountains, glanced at Taoist Juechen, pretending to be angry: "Juechen, you never accept things from me, and you are not allowed to take them anyway."

"But the things I gave out in front of so many people, and now I get them back, those who don't know, think I'm pretending to be generous, but I'm actually reluctant to part with this spirit stone."

They smiled and lowered their heads one after another, feeling that they were innocently affected by something.

Daoist Huantian had a joking smile of gloating, as if he was waiting to watch the excitement.

"I definitely can't take this spirit stone back, or I will be accused of being relegated and not believe what I said." She glanced at Juechen again, he was sitting upright, and he was resolute in his dignity.

"If he really doesn't want you to accept my things, how about it," she said with a gentle smile, "you give this bead to my apprentice."

One after another, I vaguely feel that there seems to be something wrong with this matter?

But Master didn't allow him to take it, and Fengming Peak Master didn't take it back, so he could only follow his advice and give the things to Fengming Peak's senior sister.

At sunset on the West Peak, the rays of light are reflected.

The disciples from each peak ended their one-on-one competition.

Lie Difeng's personal biography and Liu Zhang's equals, severely rubbed his pretentious spirit.

Xiu Linfeng's master and apprentice both had ugly complexions, and they laughed so hard that their eyebrows and eyes were a little distorted.

Everyone complimented the peak master Liedi, praising him as a famous teacher and a great disciple.

Peak Lord Liedi stroked his short beard, his face was radiant, and he was proud of the spring breeze.

Did not play in succession.Like him, there were also a few gentle and delicate female cultivators who avoided fighting.

No one asked him to fight, but they all ridiculed in their hearts that "he looks better than a girl" and "weaker than a girl".

Daoist Huantian meant something, and sighed with a smile: "If my Huantian Peak disciples fight, these people will not be opponents."

The peak masters cursed in their hearts: You have no apprentices, so no one can speak big words.

Complimented: "If Huantian accepts apprentices, the apprentices taught must be of high level, and they may be able to fight against Qin Shi."

The four people in Lingyuan Peak each had their own concerns and remained silent.

Finally waited until the banquet was over.They went back to their residences one after another, and fell down on the couch with mixed thoughts in their hearts.

Things have happened one after another in the past few days, which makes him feel a little tired.

Fortunately, today it is finally clear where the reason why Master dotes on him so much comes from.

The big stone in my heart fell to the ground, and I finally felt more at ease.It is inevitable to sigh and sigh.

——Master has a bright moon in his heart, and he is a stand-in.

He shook his head and sneered, neither laughing nor laughing.

But no matter what, the only thing he wanted to do was to try his best to stop the conspiracy of those crazy critics, and to protect the master safe and sound with his tiny strength.

Live one day, count one day.

I hope tomorrow will be calm and peaceful.

***

Probably because I sincerely touched the heavens, as one after another wished, the days were quiet for two days.

Nothing happened, he, Xue Songyu, and Yu Xing practiced peacefully in the remote and quiet deep woods.

It's not completely undisturbed either.

Fang Xiu and Qin Shi kept sending messages, asking where he was.

One after another, I only replied briefly: Practice in a quiet place.

He cut off the communication and stopped answering.

Later, he used the excuse of meditation to close the communication talisman.

As long as it is not summoned by the master, he has no time to understand the rest of the personnel.

On the third day, it was the day when Master personally guided sword practice.

After being caught again for a whole morning, I gradually felt that my understanding of Sen Luo's swordsmanship was getting more and more confused.

The monk communicates with the heaven and the earth, borrows the power of the heaven and the earth, and accepts the spirit of the heaven and the earth. Only by comprehending the heart of the sword and the meaning of the sword, can he attach the aura of heaven and earth to the sword energy, break through the mountains and seas with one sword, and become a powerful power with a profound realm.

The way of heaven is mysterious, but it is difficult to comprehend it.It is difficult for ninety percent of the monks to truly comprehend the Dao, and it is even more difficult to touch the threshold one after another.

Maybe he can only rely on the accumulation of pills to become a ostentatious Nascent Soul Venerable—the premise is that he has a life and can last until then.

……

"What kind of sword is this?" Xue Songyu asked curiously as he looked at a three-foot green sword in front of him.

Daoist Juechen gave advice one after another today, and she was also ordered by her senior sister to go down the mountain to handle errands, so she bought some snacks at the pastry shop in the small town down the mountain, and brought them back to Xiaolian.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that he was sitting on the chair one after another, resting his chin on the back of the chair, staring at the long sword in front of him without moving.

The glow flowing on the white blade is a peerless sword.

It's just that the chill radiating from the sword is too strong, so gloomy and cold that it makes people feel chills down their backs, and it feels ominous at a glance.

"I don't know," pouted one after another, "It was sent by Qin Shi."

He stretched out his hand to pick up the hilt of the sword, searched carefully, and saw the engraved sword inscription on the body of the sword, with the words "Wujia" written in simple and simple characters.

Xue Songyu's face became serious instantly: "Qin Shi couldn't take it anymore, and planned to kill you?!"

A sword was sent for no reason, it was a death threat.

She silently recited "Wusu" twice, and was suddenly shocked.

"I've heard of this sword. It's of a high grade, but unlike other magic weapons, it needs a golden core cultivation to drive it."

"This feature has attracted monks to scramble for it, and its sword masters have died because of this, and none of them has a good end. This sword has accumulated a lot of resentment for thousands of years, and it is a famous fierce sword."

As soon as the clear and beautiful voice fell, the room was instantly silent, and a needle could be heard.

Qin Shi sent a fierce sword that could also be wielded by a foundation-building cultivator, as if mocking this humble junior, and cursing him to die young like previous sword masters.

Using the flying sword to kill one after another is overkill.This sword fits just right.

In an instant, Qin Shi sneered sinisterly, holding the sword in his hand and trying to kill him.

Xue Songyu pursed her lips, and said worriedly: "Would you... tell Daoist Juechen about this?"

Shaking his head one after another, he asked back: "You have a dispute with your classmates, will you complain to Master?"

Xue Songyu was silent.It must be impossible.

Being bullied, you go home crying and complain to an adult?Not a three year old.

If there is a personal grudge between the same sect, most of them resolve it by themselves.When things happen, they will only ask the master to reason. They look down on such people.

"Then what are you going to do?" she asked.

"It's you, what do you do?"

"Hmm..." Xue Songyu propped his chin, thought for a moment, then glanced at the snack next to the long sword, "Add some poison to the pastry and send it to him, is it reciprocal?"

As expected of the king of the mountain, this kind of mutual threat and tit for tat is very good.

It coincides with successive ideas.

"That's it." He sighed one after another.

It's a pity that this is the cultivation world, not the ordinary world.Ordinary poisons are useless against monks.

Qin Shi was a real life-threatening threat to him. He sent poison to the other party, which wasn't even a threat.

……

Qin Shi looked at the pastries on the table and fell into deep thought.

An uncontrollably romantic/flashy dream appeared in his mind, and he didn't even realize when Xia Zhi came in.

"Wang Kee Pastry!" Xia Zhi's outstretched hand shook Qin Shi's eyes suddenly, pulling him back to reality.

"It's still a limited supply of lotus leaf cake!" Xia Zhi picked up a piece of pastry and swallowed it into his mouth, with a satisfied smile on his face, "Who brought it. I queued for two hours yesterday, but I couldn't get any." .”

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that he had accidentally slipped out about sneaking down the mountain, so he quickly closed his mouth, chewed with peace of mind, and stopped talking.

"Who will allow you to take it?" Qin Shi's attention was obviously not on the other party, he stared at these pastries for a long time, and he was not willing to eat them himself.

At the Fengming Peak banquet the day before yesterday, he saw that he couldn't pull out his master's sword one after another, and suddenly thought of giving away a sword that can also be activated during the foundation building period.

After checking several classics, there happened to be a sword that matched it.

So he spent a lot of money to buy it, and sent it to successively.

Not long after the items were delivered, gifts were sent back and forth one after another.Does this mean that he accepted his gift?

"You just said that this thing is hard to buy?" Qin Shi picked up a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth.

The sweetness of the appropriate thickness overflows in the mouth instantly, vaguely carrying the sweet taste of the dream.

In the same way, did he ask the same question last time?

Xia Zhi smashed his mouth, nodded inarticulately and asked, "Who is so lucky, can you buy it?"

"Junior brother sent it." Qin Shi ate the dessert, and there was a hint of sweetness in his heart.

He was suddenly blessed and returned to his soul, and blurted out: "Is he interested in me...?"

Xia Zhi didn't know it, and just flattered him: "Senior brother is rich and handsome, and his morals are high. Which of our Lingyuan brothers and sisters has no intention of loving him? They are disciples of other peak masters of Qiantianzong who have admiration for him. Not a few."

He still felt that the flattery was not in place, so he continued: "Wang Ji doesn't accommodate us monks, and I will have to queue up when I go. Don't look at the price of the lotus leaf cake. It's not as expensive as those elixir. , must have taken a lot of effort."

In order to get another piece, he became even more provocative: "It must be because his affection for the elder brother can be learned from heaven and earth, and moved the heavens, so I was lucky enough to buy only a dozen boxes per day..."

"Who allowed you to take it again?" Qin Shi slapped Xia Zhi's dog's paw that was reaching for the food.

Xia Zhi helplessly rubbed the back of his red and swollen hands, and looked up, only to see Qin Shi staring at the remaining cakes, a little lost in thought.

His handsome eyes shone with a brilliance he had never seen before, like the reflection of stars.There is a tender and sweet smile on the corner of the slightly raised mouth, as if the spring breeze brings warmth, and the night snow is just beginning to fall.

Xia Zhi's thoughts suddenly startled: Eldest brother Chun's heart is moved? !This ingenious, certain junior brother who gave pastries to the senior brother seems to have something to do with it.

The author has something to say:

Misunderstanding Little Theater

1.

One after another: Qin Shi sent death threats, cursing me to die like the previous sword masters.

One after another: put poison in the pastry, an eye for an eye.

Qin Shi:? ? ?

2.

Qin Shi: Junior Brother accepted the sword I gave him, and gave him a gift in return. Did he... respond to my heart?

Xia Zhi, who just eats and flatters: Big brother is tall, rich and handsome, loved by everyone!

Successively: ? ? ?

3. Drinking the milk tea invited by the reader master one after another, Master Brain has a white moonlight and plans to continue to be the actor.

ps was not poisoned.The two bears were just talking and joking.

At 12:6 noon, at [-]:[-] pm, there are two and three shifts.