I have been living in the forest for hundreds of years, and the world calls me the master of the res

Zeng Qing no longer knew how to answer.

He just nodded stupidly.

Other disciples acted similarly.

They never imagined that such a day would come to pass.

You will be treated like a genius.

I immediately felt pity for those guys who stayed in Xiaofangjie.

“Everyone, please rest first.

If you have any questions, let’s talk about it tomorrow at dinner on the second floor. "

Song Yantong was shocked after seeing them.

A lively discussion began.

This is still on someone else's territory.

Song Yantong didn't want to embarrass Song Siming.

He clapped his hands and said in a deep voice.

The disciples of Jianzong quickly stopped after hearing this.

They closed their doors one after another and began to rest.

"Sister, see you tomorrow."

Song Siming turned around and said to Song Yantong.

Slowly walked into his room.

"See you tomorrow."

Watching Song Siming close the door, Song Yantong said softly.

Then he turned around and returned to the room behind him.

First open the magic circle in the room.

Only then did Song Yantong take off the veil she had been wearing.

Lying on the soft cloud bed tiredly.

She gently touched the wrinkled scars on her face.

Listening to the faint excited cheers in the next room.

It's hard to believe that they spent the night together last night.

No one can even have a separate room.

But tonight, they slept on a cloud bed that they had never imagined before.

And there are such big rooms.

Experience more luxurious cultivation conditions than before in the sect.

It seems that everything is slowly getting better.

But is this really the case?

Thinking about the scene where Song Siming came and went at the drop of a hat under that mysterious organization.

Song Yantong felt uncomfortable for a while.

"Ugh!"

Feeling the pain on her face, Song Yantong trembled slightly.

Then he closed his eyes and sighed silently.

The next morning.

Song Yantong knocked on Zeng Qing's door.

Zeng Qing, who had been awake all night due to excitement, quickly opened the door.

He took Song Yantong's hand and went to her room.

Talking about the various uses of the room.

Song Yantong saw her excited look.

He smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Let's go to the second floor first. Last night, the puppet said there was a place to eat on the second floor.

Everyone is already waiting below. "

Song Yantong saw Zeng Qing and wanted to say that calligraphy and painting had the magical effect of calming the mind.

He had to forcefully interrupt her.

Moved everyone out by the way.

Zeng Qing smiled sheepishly upon hearing this.

It's not her fault.

Ordinary foundation-building monks would never dream of living in a place like this.

But she fell asleep.

Zeng Qing can guarantee that last night was the most peaceful sleep she had in the decades of practicing Taoism.

The two of them walked down to the second floor of the giant boat while talking and laughing.

"Sister, come here quickly, I'm waiting for you two."

Just arrived on the first floor and sat at the large revolving dining table.

A group of Jianzong disciples preparing to eat.

began to shout one after another.

Several female puppets are serving various hot dishes one after another.

The aroma is tangy and mouth watering.

There was more than one table of Qinglian Sword Sect.

Farther away, there were several tables of demon disciples from that mysterious organization.

He had already started eating at this time.

Look at them drinking from big bowls and eating meat.

These Sword Sect disciples have long been greedy.

Li Cheng knows the importance of logistics.

Therefore, the supply of the giant boat is currently the best in Shanmen.

Not better, just the best.

Song Siming was also sitting at Ning Meng's table at this time.

The Sword Sect disciples didn't think anything either.

After all, they are the hosts.

Song Siming as the leader of the clan.

I should have gone over and drank with him.

But if they look seriously.

You will find that almost all the monsters at those tables are taking turns to toast Song Siming.

Don't treat him as an outsider at all.

"Senior brother, I didn't expect that I, Bai Yu, would see you again today.

Come, I'll toast you with this cup! "

Wait until most of the disciples have finished toasting.

Bai Yu, who was last in line, stepped forward and put his arm around Song Siming's shoulders.

He had drunk a lot earlier.

It's hard to speak fluently now.

Song Siming also didn't expect Bai Yu to be in Yongcangzhou.

He actually came here too.

It’s not like this guy found true love.

Do you want to stay together forever and fly together?

After being surprised, Song Siming still smiled and had a drink with Bai Yu.

But he couldn't help but think of what happened in Yongcangzhou.

"Sixth Senior Brother, I, Dakong, would like to offer you tea instead of wine."

Da Kong, who was at the end of the queue, slapped away the drunken Bai Yu who was standing in front of him.

Holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, he whispered to Song Siming who had just finished the bowl.

Song Siming still had some impressions of Da Kong.

Although I don’t understand that everyone is drinking.

Just her holding a cup of tea to fool him.

I felt a little puzzled for a moment.

"Okay! I did it, you can do whatever you want."

Filling the wine bowl directly, Song Siming smiled at Da Kong.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, he drank the wine in one gulp.

Listen to the noise over there.

Song Yantong, who had just sat down with Zeng Qing, was a little distracted.

She always felt that Song Siming seemed to be getting closer and closer to these guys.

Is this a good thing?

"It smells so good!

Senior Sister Zeng Qing, your cooking skills are the best here. Why don't you tell us what kind of dishes these are? "

Seeing that everyone was here, the Jianzong disciples who couldn't wait any longer began to use their chopsticks one after another.

Zeng Qing has been cooking for everyone in the past few years.

So the disciples wanted her to tell her the secret of this dish.

It sounds like a good meal.

"Well, don't look at this vegetable porridge as ordinary.

The green vegetables are made of the finest glazed greens, and the cooked rice is the best spiritual rice.

In this bowl of Xiaofangjie, if you don’t have twenty or thirty spiritual stones, you might not be able to get it out. "

Zeng Qing didn't have stage fright either, and spoke eloquently while eating.

The disciples of Jian Zong were filled with surprise.

Then he started eating hard.

Song Yantong was speechless for a while at the look of him gobbling up his food.

At this time, she took off her veil.

With his back to Song Siming, he carefully ate the shrimp meat in the bowl.

She couldn't help but think of the first meal she treated him to in the sect when Song Siming entered the school.

"Is it tasty?"

Then his voice came from behind.

Song Yantong reflexively wanted to pick up the veil to cover her face.

"I'm just waiting for you, Sect Master!"

"This table won't be the same without you!"

"That's right, sit down quickly!"

When the Jianzong disciples saw Song Siming coming back, they greeted him with a warm smile.

Although Song Siming taught the Qinglian Sword Technique, it would be really fatal.

However, Song Siming, who became the leader of the sect, also completely became their backbone.

If Song Siming is no longer here.

I am afraid that Qinglian Sword Sect will become the next Xuanshan Sect.

Song Siming chuckled and sat down next to Song Yantong.

Following the Jianzong disciples, they were chatting and laughing.

The atmosphere is very relaxed.

I don’t know how long this kind of life can last.

It is currently located on a remote island in the south.

Mo Lian was standing on the beach.

Looking at the huge receding wave.

She picked up a piece of broken shell that was left behind by the receding wave and shone slightly in her hands.

Feel the breath above.

The frown she had been frowning for a while finally eased.

"How long will it take for the disciples from the mountain gate to arrive?"

Mo Lian put away the broken shells and asked aloud.

Behind her, several Mo Jiao disciples were standing.

Hearing Mo Lian's question, one of them lowered his head and replied: "If the information given by Senior Brother Guotai is accurate, it should be within a day or two."

Mo Lian narrowed his eyes after hearing this.

Looking at the sparkling sea, I began to look forward to it.

I don’t know which dragon palace is down there now.

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