My filial piety has gone bad

Xiao Ran cupped his hands and said:

"It's the disciple who was abrupt."

The old man smiled and shook his head.

"No one can stop abruptly in front of the Guardian Sword Fence without being hurt by his will to protect the sky."

Xiao Ran was speechless.

At this moment, Ji Yunzi's ethereal and neutral voice came from outside the door:

"Everyone is here, let's get started."

The old man felt a little regretful, and said:

"Perhaps...at some time after the elders' meeting, Martial Nephew Xiao can come to Jianjian Peak for a sit-down, and the old man will make tea for each other."

After finishing speaking, he sat at the table, leaving only Xiao Ran slightly puzzled.

Treat each other with tea?

Are the elders of this sect so amiable?

not far away.

Ling Zhouyue waved for Xiao Ran to take the seat.

When the meeting was approaching, she saw the scene just now.

She didn't expect that Daoist Moxi would strike up a conversation...

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

Ling Zhouyue frowned slightly, and found that the matter was not simple.

Could it be that this old man also took a fancy to my precious apprentice?

Don't you understand the principle of first come, first served, famous flowers have their own owners!

After meeting Xiao Ran, she asked vigilantly:

"What did the old man tell you?"

Xiao Ran answered truthfully:

"Master Mojia wants his disciples to go to Zhujian Peak if they have time, and he will definitely wait for him to make tea."

Make tea and wait?

Ling Zhouyue gave a dry cough, leaned into Xiao Ran's ear, and said softly:

"This old man has sharpened his sword for ten years, so he has no time to study the tea ceremony. It must be a trap. Don't go there."

Xiao Ran didn't intend to go, but deliberately pretended to listen to Master.

"Follow Master's instructions."

Xiao Ran's respect for teachers and filial piety made Ling Zhouyue inexplicably feel a sense of distance, and had the illusion that he might lose him at any time.

So he pulled Xiao Ran closer, put his arm around Xiao Ran's shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Don't be so polite, I'm very approachable, not to mention we are all young people, there is no need to be overly cautious, unlike getting along with older people, it is easy to have a generation gap."

Real Yinyue behind him:

"..."

Generation gap?

Xiao Ran only felt his elbow go soft, as if he had hit something, he lowered his head and glanced sideways.

Well, there is no generation gap... but there is a deeper one.

……

Main hall.

Five long green wood tables embroidered with red patterns are arranged in a five-cornered posture facing each other.

It is the seat of the head and the four elders.

The disciples passed on by their own relatives stand behind the long cases of the masters and listen in.

Except for the fixed head seat in the north, the other four seats are all random seats.

Ling Zhouyue is the head of the four elders, but she sits in the lower southeast position, giving up the upper northeast position to Yinyue Daoist.

Standing behind her, Xiao Ran is full of children... his mind is full of generation gaps.

He blamed himself deeply.

But there is no way, he is just a mortal, and there is no way to suppress the unclean thoughts brought about by hormones with his cultivation base.

Can only divert attention.

So he looked around.

The elder swordsmith who accosted him just now, the real ink box, sat in the northwest seat.

In theory, this is a more honorable position than the other three elders.

It also matches his identity.

According to the introduction of Spring Frog and Qiu Cicada, Zongzhi Mountain is located at the end of the fire vein, and the water source on the surface is very abundant, so it has been good at forging weapons since ancient times, especially forging swords.

The sabers and flying swords produced by Zongzhi Mountain are all sold well in the True Spirit Continent, which is the main reason why Zongzhi Mountain can stand still in the Dharma-ending Era.

Among them, the sword-casting elder ink box real person contributed a lot. It can be said that he is the mainstay of Zongzhi Mountain. Sitting in this position is convincing.

Behind the ink cartridge real person.

His personal disciple is a tall and thin young man, with an iron ring to seal his eyes and ears, which looks a bit like ancient martial arts science fiction.

A famous teacher produces a high-level apprentice, but this person is called a high-level teacher. It is said that in the future, he may become a master. This is the future of Zongzhi Mountain.

It is said that he was originally a gifted sword sharpener, but his mind was not strong, he was greedy for money and lust, and was forced to wear an eye ring by the real ink box.

When Xiao Ran looked at him, he was also looking at Xiao Ran, the thick iron ring was shining with blue light, which made people shudder.