The whole sect is a dog licking, but the junior sister is a real dog

The thin old man had a good idea. As long as he fell asleep, Feng Xi would not be able to pretend to be a big clove of garlic.

However, he underestimated someone's shamelessness.

Feng Xi judged from the experience gained from the fresh master that even if the thin old man fell asleep, he could still sense what was happening around him.

So, she immediately said:

"My disciple, I don't know how many generations of grandchildren you have, why did you just fall asleep just because you said you were going to sleep?

I am your elder after all. Isn't it a bit rude of you to do this?

Forget it, my lord has a lot of things that I don’t care about like you.

Fifth senior brother, my young disciple said before that as long as we pass his test, all his things will be ours!

Now that he's passed out, let's get it ourselves!

Let's pry open the board of his coffin. There must be good things hidden inside! "

The thin old man: "..."

You are trying to dig a grave!

You have been short of virtue for eight lifetimes!

He had no choice but to "wake up".

If he doesn't wake up, all his wealth will have to be fed to the dogs!

When Feng Xi saw him waking up, she looked surprised:

"My disciple, I don't know how many generations of grandchildren, are you awake? I thought you had to sleep until dawn!"

Thin old man: If I sleep until dawn, I think even the carpet on the floor will be swept away by you!

He didn't know how many times he had complained to the second-generation sect leader. You said you have been dead for so many years, why would you accept a disciple if you have nothing to do? !

It’s okay to accept a disciple, but don’t accept a Pixiu!

When he was complaining in his heart, Feng Xi said again: "I don't know how many generations of descendants there are, my disciple. As the saying goes, etiquette cannot be discarded. Shouldn't you get up and salute me?"

The thin old man: "..."

When I'm young, you ask me to salute you, why are you so embarrassed? !

Feng Xi is not only embarrassed, but also very embarrassed.

She is the third generation of a serious family, she is not a little bit senior than this thin old man, and she is qualified to receive his courtesy.

Besides, if she hadn't given herself the identity of the third generation of the clan, this skinny old man wouldn't have bothered her much!

Either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind. You have to hold on when you should hold on, otherwise others will think you are easy to bully.

The thin old man hesitated, pretending to be dumbfounded, and did not move for a long time.

Feng Xi curled her lips: "It seems that you have a lot of opinions about my master! Just wait for me, I will go to my master's grave to cry and let him make the decision for me!"

The thin old man: "..."

He knew he couldn't escape, so he just gritted his back molars and gave Feng Xi a big salute:

"Lin Xiangchuan, the sixty-sixth generation leader of the Changsheng Sect, pays homage to the third generation ancestor!"

Feng Xi nodded: "Good boy, get up!"

Lin Xiangchuan: Just kill me!

Feng Xi counted on her fingers and found out that Sima Sect Master was the 68th generation sect master and the Western Supreme Elder was a 67th generation disciple. It looked like this Lin Xiangchuan was really of their master's generation!

No wonder they all like to use Beiyu as their imaginary enemy!

"Sixty-sixth generation grandson, are you curious why my master accepted me as his disciple?"

Lin Xiangchuanxin said, not only am I curious, but I don’t understand, very, very much, I don’t understand!

Feng Xi put her little hands behind her back and said: "The reason is very simple, this is fate!

My master has been lying in the grave for such a long time. Why was it that I was the only one who accidentally entered his grave? What is this if not fate? !

Of course, the most important thing is that I have outstanding qualifications, not to mention standing out from the crowd!

My master didn’t want to miss a good young talent like me, so he enthusiastically accepted me as his disciple!

You heard it just now, but I’m actually not too happy about it. After all, it’s too troublesome to be senior. Anyone who sees me has to call me ancestor, and they all call me old..."

Lin Xiangchuan: Otherwise I'd better fall asleep! Dig a grave, dig a grave!

Just when he thought his mental endurance had reached its limit, he heard Feng Xi say:

"Sixty-sixth generation grandson, I actually have several other identities. Please be careful, I'm afraid I'll scare you to death!"

Lin Xiangchuan snorted in his heart, you didn't scare me to death even if you were accepted as a disciple by the second-generation sect leader, what other great status can you have? !

Do you really think I have never seen the world? !

Jun Wen lit a huge candle for him in his heart. He didn't dare to imagine what kind of psychological impact the sixty-sixth generation sect master was about to suffer!

He probably would have passed out without even pretending!

At this time, Feng Xi said slowly:

"Although I am a direct disciple of Wu Dao Peak in name, I am not actually a disciple of the Changsheng Sect. I am the Sima Sect Leader. No, it was my sixty-eighth generation grandson who invited me as a guest.

I am actually a direct disciple of the Northern Xuantian Sect. "

After Feng Xi finished speaking, Lin Xiangchuan had no reaction for a while.

Feng Xi thought to herself, don't say it, don't say it, this person who can be the leader of the sect has a very strong psychological endurance!

When she was about to shake off the other little vests, Lin Xiangchuan fell to the ground and then...disappeared.

Feng Xi: "..."

I didn’t say anything, why am I so angry now?

Don't you want to touch porcelain? !

Feng Xi approached the coffin and asked cautiously: "Sixty-sixth generation grandson, are you okay?"

Lin Xiangchuan: Didn’t you see how I was doing? !

Our Changsheng Sect has an ancestor from the Northern Territory?

This simple statement makes people laugh out loud!

He didn't dare to blame the second-generation sect master, so he put all his anger on Sima Sect Master!

Good on you little Sima boy!

Fortunately, I thought you were good at the beginning, but in the end, this is how you became the sect leader? !

You let her enter the Changsheng Sect, but you actually let her enter the Haotian Mirror?

Aren't you inviting a wolf into the house? !

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Feng Xi say weakly: "Actually, my fifth senior brother is also from the Changsheng Sect, and Jing Yan outside is my senior brother Xi, and we came as a group!"

Lin Xiangchuan: What a sin! I didn't do anything immoral during my lifetime, so why did I suffer such a blow after my death? !

Sima Xiaoer, wait! When you enter the Forbidden Realm in the future, see how I deal with you!

Sima Sect Master, who was waiting in Haotian Holy Land, felt an ominous premonition in his heart for some reason.

He comforted himself that he must have been thinking too much recently, so he was thinking wildly.

It's okay, it must be okay!

[Next chapter around ten o’clock]