The apprentice is returned ten thousand times, and the teacher never hides his secrets

Chapter 248 But that Dojo?
"I'll be good..."

"The leader is at the peak, how did you do it? She is only under 20 years old..."

Qi Wuhui was shocked. He had taught his apprentices for so many years, but he had never seen such a terrifying genius.

Eighteen or nineteen-year-old pinnacle leader?
Even he, Ye Qiu, wasn't so scary back then, right?

Even though he started to hang up later, as if he had opened up a certain meridian in his body, he sang and advanced all the way, the breakthrough was as simple as drinking water.

But the ten years before him were very mediocre.

Could it be that this is some kind of magical secret method of Zixia Peak?
Obscene development before the age of 20, and heavy punches after the age of 20?
However, she has not yet turned 20 this year, and she has already started to strike hard.

At this time, even Mingyue cast a shocking gaze, her face full of disbelief.

"It's unbelievable, this guy, how many things are he hiding from me?"

Mingyue pursed her lips, and said to herself that she had been to Zixia Peak a few days ago, and it seemed that nothing major happened.

As always, deserted.

What they do is nothing more than daily practice and enlightenment.

Even with the powerful support of the flat peach tree, it is impossible to break through so quickly.

Can't figure it out, but they all know one thing.

That is... This Zenith agreement seems to be stable.

"Hey... not bad, not bad."

Meng Tianzheng smiled slightly, showing a wretched smile.

The bad old man is very bad, and he started to make small calculations again.

"Peak Master, if you add that shocking sword art, surely... no matter how well developed Tianyu Butian Sect is, there won't be such an outstanding genius, right?"

Qi Wuhui's eyes moved, and he also said with a wretched smile: "Hey, brother, I think it's feasible."

"Don't look at how polite that Taoist Qian Yi was, in fact, I can feel the incomparable arrogance and contempt in his eyes."

"If he knew that Nephew Lin is a disciple of the new generation and has reached the peak of the leader, would he be frightened?"

Having said this, everyone suddenly felt that their hearts had settled down.

Hearing the discussions among the masters, Lin Qingzhu also helplessly covered his forehead and didn't say anything.

Before she knew it, she was about to become the face of Butian Sect.

Obviously Liu Qingfeng is the senior brother, but at this time, he dived instead.

It's no wonder that although Liu Qingfeng's talent is good, compared to those geniuses from outside the region, it's a bit hard to see.

With his current cultivation base, he has only reached the first rank of Shenzang. This achievement is already considered to be against the sky in the Eastern Wilderness.

It's a pity that compared with those arrogants outside the region, it is a pull.

"Masters, do you want me to fight against the disciples of Tianyu's Butian Sect?"

"I'm also the head of the line now. It's not suitable for emotion and reason, right?"

Lin Qingzhu said tentatively, this kind of hard work can be pushed as long as possible.

"Hey...you can't say that."

Seeing that she wanted to evade, Meng Tianzheng quickly said: "Although you have succeeded as the head of Zixia Peak, but in name, you have only been a disciple for less than two years, and you can still be regarded as a new generation disciple."

"So, you can go out to fight on behalf of the Butian Sect, and face the so-called geniuses of the Tianyu Butian Sect."

"This……"

Lin Qingzhu hesitated for a moment, looking at the teacher's expectant eyes, he couldn't bear to refuse.

At such an old age, he still never forgets to maintain the dignity of the teacher, which is somewhat difficult for him.

For the first half of his life, he worked for his juniors and worked hard for the dignity of the sect.

In the second half of his life, he chose to give up his dreams for the development of the sect, hide his own light, live in Qinchuan, and take a step outside the gate.

If we say that in the entire Butian Sect, the person Lin Qingzhu admires the most, besides the master, is the master teacher.

"okay."

After thinking about it, Lin Qingzhu nodded and said, seeing that she finally agreed, the smile on Meng Tianzheng's old face gradually became brighter.

He was also very pleased in his heart that Ye Qiu replaced Tianjiao and trained a very good disciple.

"That's great, senior brother, let Qingfeng call Taoist Qianyi back, we accept this Zenith appointment."

Hearing Lin Qingzhu agree, Qi Wuhui also shouted happily.

Just waiting for her words.

This time, I have to kill the spirit of the other party and let them see what orthodoxy is.

At this time, on Zixia Peak.

"Uncle Qianyi, this is Zixia Peak, one of the seven veins of my Butian Sect."

Liu Qingfeng led Taoist Qianyi all the way to the top of Zixia Peak.

Hearing that this is Zixia Peak, Taoist Qian Yi shuddered inwardly.

"Oh my god, why did I come here? This kid wants to kill me?"

Daoist Qianyi was startled suddenly, and he was afraid for a while.

Looking at the mountain peak full of purple clouds in the sky, there are waves of white mist floating in the haze.

Just like a fairyland in a dream, there is a very pure spiritual power in the white mist, like fairy energy, which makes people feel endless aftertaste.

Only the one in the legend is worthy of living in such a fairyland on earth.

Taoist Qianyi was so frightened that he couldn't walk.

Tremblingly, he said, "Here... is that dojo?"

I only heard him ask seriously, wanting to make sure.

Liu Qingfeng was startled when he heard the words, and looked back at him, a little incomprehensible.

Who is that?
After thinking about it, he should be referring to Master Ye, right?
Well, only Master Ye can give people such a strong sense of oppression, and even scares the other party to use "that" instead of calling him by his name...

"That's right, this is the dojo of my Master Ye."

"Master Uncle Qianyi, don't worry, my Uncle Ye is approachable and easy to get along with."

"Since we've all reached the top of Zixia Peak, there's no reason not to pay a visit. Uncle, please come with me."

After listening to Liu Qingfeng's words, Taoist Qian Yi didn't say a word, but he was very energetic.

He put away the arrogance he had seen when he visited other mountain peaks, and showed a cautious and humble expression.

Carefully following Liu Qingfeng all the way into the dojo of Zixia Peak, Taoist Qianyi was tense all the way, not daring to make a sound.

He was very scared, because before he came, he heard from the elder brother in charge that Ye Tiandi from Donghuang had a very bad temper.

When he gets angry, even the immortal dares to cut him, let him think carefully, grasp the measure, and don't be too public, lest the other party be upset, and he will be chopped off directly, no one dares to say anything.

Seeing such a terrifying existence for the first time, Taoist Qian Yi immediately felt pressure doubled.

If he hadn't come from the same origin and came here with a good attitude this time, he would have slipped away long ago.

Nima, I have long said that this job is not easy to do, and it is true.

Qi Daosheng, you bastard.

The two, one in front and one behind, walked through the martial arts field all the way to the Qianqing Hall.

Looking at the majestic hall, white mist shrouded it, exuding an invisible sense of oppression.

For a moment, Qian Yi seemed to have entered some kind of illusion, as if in that hall, lived a man-eating beast, watching him covetously.

If you are not careful, you will die in Huangquan...

Qianyi was tense up to the throat for a moment.

I only heard Liu Qingfeng shouting inside: "Uncle Master, Qingfeng brought Tianyu Butianjiao, and Elder Qianyi came to pay homage to the mountain."

(End of this chapter)