Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

The moment he saw Fuchen, Ye Tian knew who this person was, it was Yan Weiran, the elder of Xueyue Peak.

Although the world only knows the five heads of the Cangxing Gate, they know less about the elders of the various mountain peaks.

But this is the opinion of the common people.

The world of cultivating immortals is naturally different from this.

Everyone knows who is strong and who is weak.

As the actual manager of Xueyue Peak, Yan Weiran's reputation has long been known outside.

Some of her characteristics, or her temper, or her magic weapon are known to many monks.

Just like Ye Tian, ​​although he had never seen Yan Weiran with his own eyes before, but after seeing the flowing whisk, he was sure that the other party was Yan Weiran.

Elder Wukong who visited Cangxing Gate many times said that an elder in Xueyue Peak is so tyrannical that his strength may be higher than that of Wei Canglan.

So the moment Ye Tian saw Yan Weiran, Ye Tian was embarrassed and felt extremely uneasy.

He was afraid of being identified by the other party.

After all, Yan Weiran is an elder, and even the weakest has a Nascent Soul.

And although he is very proud among the younger generation, similar to Ye Chen, but compared to Yan Weiran who has practiced for a hundred years, he is just a younger brother.

This time he came secretly to the Cangxing Gate because the elder wanted to temper him, and the enemy was Wei Canglan, so he didn't need to worry too much, as long as he secretly bypassed Cangxing's master and went straight to Wei Canglan.

But now, before meeting Wei Canglan, Ye Tian met Yan Weiran. Ye Tian was too frightened to move, racking his brains to answer the other party's questions.

"Huh? This disciple, dressed like this, how decent is he, why is he so ignorant of etiquette?"

Yan Weiran's temper of admonishing his disciples came up again, and his words were just reprimands.

Although Ye Tian was afraid in his heart, he was also angry when others reprimanded him like this.

But no matter how angry he was, he couldn't do anything, he hesitated for a while and couldn't tell how ugly he was.

"I...that...disciple..."

"Actually... yes yes yes..."

It’s over.

Ye Tian felt that the task assigned to him by his master was about to fail this time.

It must be exposed by Yan Weiran.

However, the latter looked at him in embarrassment, and looked up and down again, seeing that he was wearing such a tattered Taoist robe, and he was carrying a strange epee on his back, which seemed to be rusty, and suddenly seemed understand what.

Yan Weiran softened a bit, and asked softly:
"Are you stuttering?"

"what?"

Ye Tian's eyes were full of surprise.

How can you tell that I'm stuttering?

Yan Weiran, you bullied me too much!
insult.

This thing is insulting!
I can't beat you now, but when I achieve great cultivation in the future, I will definitely repay the humiliation I suffered today doubled.

Seeing that Ye Tian didn't speak, Yan Weiran immediately realized that he was speaking too bluntly. Seeing that he still couldn't speak a complete sentence, he knew that his guess was close to ten.

Looking at the clothes again, the guess in my heart became a little firmer.

"Oh, Elder Ben knows."

The anger on Yan Weiran's face disappeared, and he grabbed Ye Tian's clothes and pulled him forward, complaining a little:

"Which mountain are you a disciple of?"

"No, Elder Ben shouldn't have asked you."

"You follow me first, after I find the mountain you are in, I must hold the elder accountable."

"I know you have a stutter and some disabilities, how can I let you walk around alone."

"My Cangxing Sect has always been gentle with the people down the mountain, but it really shouldn't be accepted for a person with a natural defect like you."

"Looking at you, you don't even have the ability to take care of yourself, so you have to be sent back."

"Don't blame the elder, the world of cultivating immortals is not peaceful recently. If a disciple like you insists on practicing, I'm afraid it will not have good results."

Listening to these broken thoughts, Ye Tian's eyes widened, and his canthus were about to burst.

Yan Weiran, WCNMLGB!

I'm not a fool, I'm not mentally retarded!
You fucking are bullying people.

I can't beat you now, so you can insult me ​​like this?
What kind of monk are you?
Why do you treat me as mentally retarded?
Didn't I just not answer your question? Didn't I just wear a smaller robe? You treat me like a fool?
I'm so...

Ye Tian is going to explode with anger now.

He even put one hand on the hilt of the sword behind him, but seeing the fly in Yan Weiran's hand, he still didn't draw his sword in the end.

It's not that he doesn't have the courage to fight.

After all, this is the site of Cangxingmen.

If he makes things big, it will definitely not end.

Sneak in secretly, teach Wei Canglan a lesson.

But if there is a big fight and the opponent is the first to end, he will really be overwhelmed and walk away.

After thinking for a long time, Ye Tian could only swallow this breath first.

Yan Weiran led him all the time, going along the mountain road to a place that seemed to be registering disciples, as if to find out which mountain he belonged to, Ye Tian was so frightened that he even breathed lightly.

However, when he was stiff all over, Yan Weiran frowned and said:
"You just wait here. This elder needs to go inside and investigate carefully. Before the Yuyao Tower invaded, many files in the sect were damaged."

Ye Tian didn't say a word, he completely pretended to be a fool, and prayed in his heart that Yan Weiran would go away quickly.

When she walked into the pavilion, Ye Tian didn't say a word, just kicked his legs and slipped away. He was cremated all the way with lightning, sweating profusely from exhaustion, and ran back to the foot of Xueyue Peak in one breath.

Looking back at where he came from, Ye Tian said viciously:

"Yan Weiran, you and I are at odds."

He will never forget the hatred of being treated as a fool.

Turning his head, taking a deep breath, Ye Tian was ready to climb the mountain.

But he didn't choose the normal way up the mountain, but climbed up the steep mountain wall with his bare hands.

It's not that he doesn't want to Yufeng, but he's afraid of being too ostentatious and being discovered again.

So, the personal heir of the great elder of the Zhengyang sect, who was as talented as Ye Chen, climbed up in embarrassment.

After climbing for about an hour, he arrived a few miles away from the top of the mountain, out of breath.

Looking from a distance along the path, the courtyard gate came into view.

Yep, it's there.

That is Wei Canglan's residence.

Ye Tian's scheming was extraordinarily excited, his exhaustion was swept away, he pulled out the simple and even slightly rusty epee on his back, and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

"Outsiders thought I was holding a handful of scrap metal."

"But no one understands."

"This long sword was used by the master before the foundation was established, and it has the supreme sword intent of his old man."

"It's enough to teach you Wei Canglan a lesson."

After finishing speaking, Ye Tian came to the door and kicked open the courtyard door.

boom!
Looking around, the quiet small courtyard, the still water running deep, the shadows of the trees whirling, is peaceful.

"Oh, this is Wei Canglan's residence?"

"Sure enough, it's a person who is trying to catch fame and fame. It seems that the layout is simple, but in fact there must be some famous jewelry hidden."

Ye Tian raised his sword and walked in, ready to enter the house.

However, at this moment, the door of East Kitchen suddenly opened.

A dog and a cat were looking at Ye Tian with puzzled expressions.