The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

The corners of the mouth turned up slightly one after another, looking at the tea in front of him: "It seems that I haven't seen my senior brother deliver tea to the master for a long time?"

Qin Shi: "If you don't want to, I won't give it away."

Juechen Daojun is the mountain that Qin Shi looked up to since he was a child.He respected his master very much, but he was unwilling to give up the treasure in front of him.

Now that he has reached the same height, he can cross that mountain.

Oops.One after another, my heart poured cold.

He obstructed him repeatedly, but Qin Shi really changed his strategy.

In the past, it was possible to set a fixed point at a fixed time to prevent Qin Shi from secretly poisoning the master.

Now, without knowing the other party's means, how should we guard against it?

The wonderful lip line smiled a little stiffly.

The two were silent for a moment, Qin Shi's eyes were locked on himself, and he could see his murderous intentions one after another.

Qin Shi was smiling and waiting for him to drink the poison in front of him.

"If you don't drink any more, the tea will be cold. After this kind of tea is brewed, it tastes best within a quarter of an hour. It will lose a layer of flavor when it is cold."

Gradually, I learned that my brother is very particular about the tea ceremony.He doesn't understand the elegance of the tea ceremony, he only knows that Qin Shi is also very particular about poisoning.

Cold sweat oozes from his smooth forehead.

"Is this tea bitter? I don't like bitter things very much."

Qin Shi's eyes lit up instantly, as if he was as happy as if he had found a treasure.

He chuckled: "It's the first time I've heard you say what you like."

"Yes, you have a sweet tooth."

Jun Lang frowned slightly: "This tea has a little bit of bitterness in the mouth, but only a little bit. After a while, there will be a kind of fragrance that will return to sweetness."

"Taste it first, if you really don't like it, I'll ask someone to change the way of making tea next time."

Just dip a little bit and say it’s not good to drink, right?

Just a little bit, the poison in the tea should have no effect.

With a solution that is not a solution, he slowly stretched out his hand towards the teacup one after another.

"Xiao Qu'er, are you here?" Fang Xiu suddenly appeared beside him, as if he had been looking for him for a long time, "Hey, Xiao Shitou is here too? What are you two doing?"

The elegant figure of Taoist Juechen also appeared outside the gazebo. He was more stable than the impetuous Fang Xiu, walking behind in a leisurely manner.

"Master." Following Qin Shi, he got up and saluted one after another, feeling that he had escaped a catastrophe.

The handsome phoenix glanced at the things on the stone table.

"Gongxi tea." Qin Shi explained.

Taoist Juechen nodded slightly.

Fang Xiu said, "Xiao Qu'er, this tea can warm and nourish the meridians. Drink more, it will be good for your body."

Tea itself is a good thing, but I don't know what is added to it.

Qin Shixia's poison must not be detected, he can't say.If you say something and can't produce evidence, it's just slander.

One after another thought that he had escaped a catastrophe, but he didn't expect to be more troublesome.

All three looked at him silently, waiting for him to drink the tea.

The delicate Adam's apple twitched slightly: "...Brother said this tea is bitter."

Fang Xiu didn't take it seriously: "What's so bitter about this tea?" Just a little bit of bitterness is nothing at all.

"Why, don't you like bitter things?" Taoist Juechen raised the corner of his mouth, the same as Qin Shi's reaction: "This is the first time I know it as a teacher."

"Then don't drink it." Fang Xiu was a little annoyed at his dullness just now.

He let out a long sigh of relief one after another.

The four of Shimen sat around in the gazebo and chatted, the three of them talked, and then fell silent one after another.

The shame of his teacher's family can't get in the way.

A few people chatted about the situation in Xia Tian, ​​and talked about the results of the competition between the strong and the faction.

Many names have never been heard before.

But he knew that the situation was calm, and the Nascent Soul masters of Qiantianzong would no longer have to go out of the mountain frequently.

Taoist Juechen checked his cultivation again, and asked a few words about his cultivation of the Taixuan Scripture.

Then there was something that made him feel mixed: the master will have time in the future, and he will guide him to practice swords.

Being able to be personally guided by Taoist Juechen is a blessing that monks can't ask for in a lifetime.

It's a pity that he is innately dull, and the teaching methods like Master's will only disrupt his original rhythm, and the more he learns, the more he loses.

Fang Xiu was messing around again: "I've said it all, your sword moves are not suitable for Xiao Qu'er. Xiao Qu'er, follow me and don't listen to the wind."

Qin Shi did not show weakness: "Junior brother is more than swift, but not strong enough. He is not strong enough, and the sword heart of the two of you is not suitable for him."

The three argued for a few words, Fang Xiu was impatient, and was furious at the calm and slow-spoken Juechen Daojun, and wanted to pull him to find another mountain top one after another, where he would live and live together.

A cloud of blue smoke suddenly fell outside the gazebo, and then transformed into a human form.

The disciple in front of the hall knelt on one knee: "Mr. Dao, Fengming Peak Lord, please see me."

Fang Xiu curled his lips and clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction: "What happened to Ouyang Mige?"

Suddenly remembered Chen Ze's words one after another.

Chen Ze once told him that Fengming Peak is attached to Lingyuan Peak, and Ouyang Fengzhu has been flattering Daoist Juechen all the time.

Chen Ze's identity was a mystery, his tone was arrogant, and with deep malice, he deliberately belittled Qian Tianzong, so what he said was naturally unbelievable.

It's not as good as the romantic story of Fengming Peak Lord's love for Juechen Taoist Lord arranged in "Playing Spring Breeze".

In the eyes of Xu Wan and many other disciples of Qiantian Sect, Lingyuan, Fengming, and Huantian three peak masters are daring and sincere, and their friendship is profound.

One after another, I also know that Daoist Huantian also has a crush on Master.

But he had been in Lingyuan Peak for three years, and he had known Fengming Peak Master and Huantian Peak Master for more than a year.

Although he didn't know much about their past, but he became more and more blind, and felt that the relationship between these three people was indescribably delicate.

Thinking about it carefully, it was somewhat similar to what Chen Ze said.

"Ah Xu?" The elegant tone interrupted the successive thoughts, and he suddenly came back to his senses. The three of them had already got up and looked at him at the same time.

They hurriedly got up one after another, and followed Master to the main hall of Chenfeng Palace.

As soon as he entered the hall, Daoist Huantian also came, he must have been invited by Peak Master Fengming.

Unlike Fengming Peak Master, he regards Lingyuan Peak as his own place and can come and go freely.

The master of Fengming peak didn't speak directly, he didn't even exchange greetings with Taoist Juechen, but when he saw several people, he was the first to speak with him one after another.

"I haven't seen you for a while, why have you lost weight?" Wen Wan said with a soft smile, "During this period, Juechen is often not in the peak, shouldn't you be lazy in your cultivation?"

"My group of apprentices have all grown up a lot recently, and they don't want me to go back to the mountain."

Except for laziness in cultivation, she has the same thoughts as Senior Sister Fengmingfeng one after another.

The master of Fengming Peak asked him again about how he lived and what he did during this time, even down to the details of his daily life.

Like a kind old mother, she is too detailed and seems a bit wordy.

Being asked one after another made me a little upset, but the others sat quietly and listened to the conversation between the two of them.

Even Fang Xiu, who was impatient, stuck to the stool without showing the slightest impatience.

After explaining all his actions in detail one after another, Fengming Peak Master turned his head and talked about business with Taoist Juechen.

The hundreds of immortal sects in Yantian Realm don't know much about them one after another, and many immortal sects have only heard of their names.

He only knows that the sects are closely related, and the relationship is intricate, and he doesn't know the details.

He quietly listened to a few words from the sidelines, guessed and pieced together a general idea.

Fengming Peak Master was born in a family of cultivation.

Ouyang's family is not as powerful as a big sect like Qiantian, and they are also relatively well-known.After all, a Nascent Soul cultivator like Ouyang Fengzhu has a big backer of Qiantian.

Next to the territory of the Ouyang family, there is another cultivation family, the He family.

Because of the in-law relationship, the He family is backed by Jiufangzong, one of the three sects.

The two families are close to each other, and occasionally there is a little friction. There have been no major disputes for hundreds of years, and they get along peacefully on the surface.

However, the situation in Xia Tian was chaotic not long ago, and the He family took the opportunity to occupy a piece of land from Ouyang's family.So the two had a big conflict.

The monks of the He family were stronger than the monks of the Ouyang family, and the Ouyang family could not beat them, so they could only send a message to Master Ouyang Feng for help.

Lord Ouyang Feng came to ask Taoist Juechen and Taoist Huantian for help.

"Jiufangzong?" Fang Xiu sneered indifferently, "What did Sect Master Qiantian say?"

"I have informed the suzerain of this matter. The suzerain means that the matter of the Ouyang family and the He family will not rise to Jiufang and Qiantian."

It means the suzerain doesn't care.

Ouyang Feng decided to find a way to solve it himself.

The relationship between the disciples of the aristocratic family and the sect of Qingxiu is complicated. There are also monks from the He family in Qiantianzong, and there are members from Ouyang's family in Jiufangzong.It is inconvenient to intervene in the disputes between the aristocratic families in the name of the sect.

But if she invites Taoist Juechen and Taoist Huantian, no matter what happens to the He family, Jiufangzong will not ask Qiantianzong for the theory.

They sneaked a glance at Daoist Huantian one after another.

Huantian Daojun is fierce and warlike, with tyrannical strength.He promised to go down the mountain to help Master Ouyang, and no matter who the He family invited to help, he had to obediently apologize to the Ouyang family.

Daoist Huantian noticed the successive gazes and looked back.

Hastily retracted their eyes one after another.

After Master Ouyang Feng finished speaking, Taoist Lord Juechen and Taoist Lord Huantian both showed a somewhat casual attitude and did not say a word.

She turned her head again, and smiled sweetly: "You haven't entered Taoism for a long time, and you probably haven't been to many fairy gates. You must have been bored in Zongli all the time."

"Ouyang's family is in Chuzhou in the south. The customs there are quite different from Qianyuan Mountain. Are you interested? Let's take a look together?"

Master didn't open his mouth, and didn't dare to say anything one after another.

"Ah Xu, do you want to go out to play in the mountains?" Taoist Juechen glanced at him with a smile, "Let's go, I will accompany you out for a refreshment, Master."

***

Early in the morning of the second day, they packed up their luggage one after another, and prepared to go out with Master.

Walking out of the Dust Wind Palace, I was surprised to find that my uncle and senior brother were going too?

Why didn't you hear them say it yesterday?

He wondered: "Brother, don't you need to stay at Lingyuan Peak?"

Qin Shi smiled and explained to him carefully: "As long as you are in the Yantian Realm, the authority of the Lingyuan Peak Mountain Protection Formation is in the hands of Master."

"Master and uncle went to Taiqing Valley last time. The small world of the secret realm is independent from the big world of Xia Tian, ​​and some Taoism will be affected. Just in case, I need to stay."

He murmured again: "You are not in the peak, it is not a big deal if something happened to Lingyuan."

The deep smile hidden by Dao Feng made Li Lian extremely uncomfortable.

And his ignorance was ridiculed by the other party again.

But he had already gotten used to Qin Shi's hypocrite's contempt and sarcasm, his heart was full of sullenness, and there was still a flawless smirk on his face: "Thank you, brother, for your advice."

The group of people walked to the Sword Control Terrace on Li Mountain, where Master Ouyang Feng and several Fengming Feng senior sisters were already waiting here.

They are all familiar faces.

Standing beside him was a haughty figure with arms crossed.

Huantian Daojun is also going?

I didn't hear him say it yesterday.

He died until his death, and together with the ruthless and brave sword master, he silently lamented for the innocent He family one after another.

A group of people controlled the sword for half a day and arrived at Ouyang's house in the south.

The high gate and deep house with white walls and gray tiles is surrounded by mountains and rivers, covering a vast area, which is hard to be exhausted at a glance.The pavilions, terraces and pavilions are half hidden in the green vegetation, surrounded by thin clouds, quiet and elegant.

Xu Shi, the master of Fengming Peak, did not inform in advance, only Patriarch Ouyang, with a few followers, greeted him outside the copper ring gate that divided the white wall and black tiles.

A few sporadic figures stood under the high wall that stretched for several miles, looking a bit shabby and deserted.

The current Patriarch Ouyang is a kind-hearted middle-aged monk.

His hair and crown are very neat, his appearance is fair and clean, and he has the taste of a frail scholar.It looks like reciting poems and painting, rather than dancing with swords.

Patriarch Ouyang and Fengming Peak Master met and exchanged greetings, and asked some trivial matters.

The attitudes of the two were familiar, only the casual gossip was pleasant and flat, and they did not see the enthusiasm and grandeur that should be greeted by Venerable Nascent Soul.

After chatting for a few words, Fengming Peak Master introduced to him several Qiantian Zong Peak Masters who came with him.

She spoke softly and looked indifferent, her tone was as calm as before. Patriarch Ouyang's face changed suddenly after hearing "Jiechen" and "Huantian".

Then it was Fang Xiu's and Qin Shi's turn. It was only half a cup of tea time before and after, and they couldn't see where those people came from. However, there were only a few servants standing at the gate of the copper ring, and it was full of people in an instant.

Hundreds of people neatly lined up on both sides of the mansion avenue to greet them, extending from the door to the inner courtyard where the sight disappeared, the length was endless.

The four Nascent Soul Venerables who are well-known in all directions came to Ouyang's house at the same time, which was a great honor that they never dared to imagine.

The entire Ouyang family, masters and servants, lined the road to welcome the whole family, their faces were full of flattered joy, as if they were celebrating a festival.It was only short of beating gongs and drums, and lighting a few strings of red firecrackers.

The master of Fengming Peak smiled like a flower, and led the four venerables into the hall under the envious eyes of a group of people, as if an extremely talented minister was returning home.

One after another obediently and quietly followed behind the master, watching all this with cold eyes.

Ouyang Feng returned home, from being ignored at the beginning to being servile now, the change from arrogance to respectfulness is nothing more than a stick of incense.

The warmth and coldness of human relations in the deep house compound tends to follow the trend, even Nascent Soul cultivators like Master Ouyang Feng cannot avoid it.

Several venerables entered the hall, the clansmen of Ouyang's family bowed their knees, flattered them, flattered them as much as they could, and flattered them from head to toe, but no one mentioned anything about the He family. dispute.

If the venerables don't open their mouths, no one dares to urge them to help.

Taoist Juechen has a noble and elegant aura, Taoist Huantian looks contemptuous and arrogant, and Qin Shi has a gentle and dignified manner.

The corners of the mouths of the three raised slightly, listening to the flattering compliments from a group of people, they didn't say a word.

After listening to a few words, Fang Xiu got upset and impatient, let out a cold snort of contempt, and went out one after another, too lazy to listen to the nonsense of these trash.

The author has something to say:

Misunderstanding Little Theater

1.

One after another: Qin Shi sent me poisonous tea again.

Qin Shi: When will we stop misunderstanding?

2.

Fengming Peak has a high EQ.

Knowing that looking for succession is more useful than looking for Master himself.