Aquaman overturned

Jing Wanhagi opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded.

Everyone's expressions were in a trance, as if they were dead dogs. Wen Jincheng, who was chasing after hearing the news, just heard this sentence, staggered and almost fell down.

The inner disciples who were present were simply shocked by Miao Congshu and Xu Neixue's father. The outer disciples usually read story books, often went to Fuyun City to listen to books, and especially loved stories full of ups and downs and romance.

Therefore, their imagination is much richer than inner disciples.

For example, at the moment the inner disciples were shocked, and the outer disciples had a word in their minds: the suzerain's forehead is green.

Jing Wanhagi became angry from embarrassment: "How dare you slander my teacher?!"

Miao Congshu: "I am his adoptive father."

Jing Wanhagi breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just a adoptive father."

Miao Congshu: "A foster father is not a father? Nursing kindness is greater than birth kindness. In terms of seniority, I am still your uncle."

Jing Wanhagi: "..."

Jing Wanhagi is skeptical, he really doesn't like Miao Congshu.

He was wrong when he heard the rumors and preconceived them, but this casual cultivator in Tsing Yi looked ordinary and a bit cheeky, and he was not a star and a half worse than the glamorous Wen Jincheng.

Thinking about it, Junior Brother Xu really doesn't like Miao Congshu, even if this casual cultivator in Tsing Yi relies on his kindness to have other unscrupulous thoughts, it must be a waste of time.

Even if there is kindness, just pay it back.

Could it be that the majestic Taixuanzong couldn't afford to repay the kindness of a mere casual cultivator?

Jing Wanhag figured this out, put away his sword posture and cupped his hands to perform Taixuanzong's sword ceremony: "Taixuanzong Jingwanhag. I will ask Junior Brother Xu when I get back. If I really misunderstood, I will come to apologize."

Miao Congshu: "Remember to follow the ceremony."

He is not afraid of Xu Nexue's denial, unless Xu Nexue wants to bear the rumors.

Jing Wanhagi is the eldest disciple of the inner sect of the suzerain of Taixuanzong, and he is also an outstanding young cultivator.A single fire spirit root is famous in the cultivation world because of his hot temper, refining the golden elixir when he was less than 20 years old, and his beauty is like a fairy. He is jokingly called "Yunjin Fairy".

His biological mother heard that she was the suzerain of the Hehuan Sect, the second generation of Xiu, so she had quite a lot of resources and spirit weapons.

"Naturally." He should be very generous.

Miao Congshu put away the defensive spirit weapon and was about to leave but was blocked by Wen Jincheng.

"Step aside."

Wen Jincheng is good-looking, with a red nose and beautiful lips, like finely crafted jade.Because he was born in the family of Zhongming Dingshi, he grew up with a lot of clothes and food, a fat horse and a light fur, and there is an innocence and harmlessness in his eyes that are different from ordinary people.

Even if he is as high as a monk, seeing him also feels noble and happy to be close to him.

Unlike Miao Congshu, who is dressed in green and onyx and is undisciplined, even if he stands at the front of the crowd, he will be completely ignored.

Comparing the two, it's no wonder Xu Nexue fell in love with Wen Jincheng.

Wen Jincheng took two quick steps to come to Miao Congshu, and looked at him carefully, not missing anything from head to toe.After reading it, his cheeks were flushed, his lips were smiling, and he said in a slightly excited tone, "Xiao Shu, it really is you!!"

Compared with Wen Jincheng's acquaintance and excitement, Miao Congshu's response was particularly cold.

Miao Congshu: "Stay out of the way."

What does Wen Jincheng want to do again?

Miao Congshu backed away vigilantly. He had always been on guard against Wen Jincheng, because the man in front of him was simply a psychopath.

In front of the person is a jade pot in the glacier, but the queen shows him her fangs like a poisonous snake.Overtly and secretly set him up to harm him countless times, if he hadn't had some cultivation as a casual cultivator, he would have been played to death in the human world long ago.

When Wen Jincheng's internal organs were dissected, they were all poisonous, dark, despicable and disgusting.

Seeing Miao Congshu's hostile attitude, Jing Wanqi and the others were somewhat dissatisfied, and at the same time inevitably wondered why he was hostile to Wen Jincheng, who obviously treated him well.

Wen Jincheng turned pale and said, "I'm just happy to see you, and I can't help but want to talk to you."

Miao Congshu felt uncomfortable all over: "We don't know each other well."

Wen Jincheng obviously hated him, but liked to pretend to be very close to him in front of outsiders, and then stepped on him to show a little concern for Xu Lingxue from time to time, and finally snatched away his contributions justifiably.

Wen Jincheng looked straight at him, and said slowly: "You raised Axue, and Axue treated you kindly and respectfully, so I am also grateful to you. You also watched me grow up, and I, I have always respected you in my heart." You, love you." He forced a smile: "I know you don't like me, but I always..."

He didn't say the rest, but Miao Congshu's indifferent attitude was enough to make everyone's imagination run wild.

Wen Jincheng and Xu Lingxue were in love with each other, and they reciprocated Li's respect for Miao Congshu, who raised Xu Lingxue.

Comparing with Miao Congshu's attitude, it is unavoidable that there is a sense of repayment and arrogance.

Jing Wanqi was the first to speak: "Jin Cheng, you are not only Junior Brother Xu's lifesaver, but also his Taoist partner on top of his heart. Our sect will protect you. If you don't appreciate it, you don't have to wrong yourself. His kindness , Zongmen will repay you." He called the boy and said, "Take Prince Jincheng back."

Immediately afterwards, he said to Miao Congshu: "I will ask Junior Brother Xu about this matter. There are no details, and every bit of it is clear. I, Taixuanzong, will not treat you badly, but I hope you don't take advantage of my Taixuan." Xuanzong's name is being used to deceive people outside."

As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his sword and split the stone beside Miao Congshu's feet.

"I'm not as gentle as Jin Cheng."

Jing Wanhagi gave a fierce warning with murderous intent, and at the same time unleashed the coercion of Jindan.

The others looked at Miao Congshu to see how frightened he would be.

Miao Congshu thought for a while, and said slowly, "I'll draw up a reward list and deliver it to you later." After a pause, he added, "Although the Taixuanzong sect doesn't care about such a little thing, I don't care about it. I'll be embarrassed. I won't be greedy, don't worry."

Everyone in Jingwan Hagi: "..."

Not intimidated at all and has a thick skin!

Jing Wanhagi sneered: "Sure enough."

After he laughed, he left with Wen Jincheng.

Seeing that there was nothing to see in staying, the others left one after another. Of course, the tea will not be cold when people leave.

When they turned back to the gate of the mountain, they set up all kinds of snacks, and began to add fuel and enthusiasm to the circle of outer gate disciples and chat about this gossip story.

Everyone was gone, except for Miao Congshu, there was also an outer disciple who was waiting to pick up the remains of broken trees and rocks.

Seeing Miao Congshu standing there in a daze, his back desolate and lonely, he couldn't help but feel sad and pitiful for him.

He took a step forward and was about to give some good advice, but he heard Miao Congshu whispering: "How much is the grace of nurturing? The number one sect master in the cultivation world, a natural sword bone, a rare treasure, priceless! If there is more A few high-quality spiritual artifacts, and then crowned as Taixuanzong's products, will be resold at three times the price. Calculated to make money..."

"Developed."

Outer disciple: "..."

The outer disciples suddenly felt that he was the most pathetic.

He has a windfall from heaven, all the spiritual weapons and money are in his hands, and Xiao Suo is pitiful.

At this time, Wen Jincheng in the distance suddenly turned his head to look at Miao Congshu's unconscious back, a greedy and excited smile suddenly appeared on his beautiful face.

Like a poisonous snake spitting out letters in a pile of rotting remains, it is chilling.

..

Floating Cloud City.

In the restaurant, the old storyteller is vividly describing the young suzerain newly recognized by Taixuanzong, the young suzerain's same-sex Taoist couple, and the intricate and unpredictable multi-angle relationship between the young suzerain's two fathers and mothers.

"It turns out that Sanxiu with the surname of Miao and Master Xu are adoptive father-son relationship!"

"Whoa - what's so complicated about this? It's not as interesting as what Xiaosan said before."

"Didn't he get a big deal? It's so lucky for a mere casual cultivator to be called brother and brother and equal to the Suzerain of Taixuanzong."

The old monk raised his eyes and said: "My friend's son is working in Taixuanzong's outer sect. At that time, he heard it for real. The casual cultivator in Tsing Yi himself admitted that Young Master Xu was his predecessor!"

"Didn't you just say that the two of them are adoptive fathers and sons?"

Old monk: "They are foster fathers and sons, and they used to be friends."

"Hey..." The audience sighed, both disgusted and curious: "The relationship between men and women of their big family is really messed up."

……

In the middle of the stairs, Miao Congshu stopped halfway to ponder, how did the rumors about him and Xu Xuxue come to this point?

It turns out that the eclectic triangular relationship is fine, why can they make it more erotic when it is said that it is an adoptive father-son relationship?

"Get out of the way!"

The person going up the stairs at the back yelled harshly, and Miao Congshu came back to his senses and continued to go upstairs.When he came to the private room on the third floor, he opened the door and went in, and saw Wu Yaoli and all the disciples of Wanfa Daomen eating melon seeds inside, commenting on the storytellers from time to time.

Wu Yaoli: "Fellow Daoist Miao, come quickly."

All the disciples eating melon seeds looked over in unison, their eyes were like lightning, as if they could still see sparks splashing out.

"He is Xu Nexue's adoptive father?", "No, he is Xu Nexue's predecessor!", "I've seen that Taixuanzong's gang of dead sword cultivators are all coquettish, serious on the surface, but I don't know how coquettish they are behind their backs ", "Tsk tsk, the world of sword repair is so complicated."

……

Chirping like sparrows in the fields.

Wu Yaoli put on the majesty of an elder and scolded: "Shut up! Do you believe in rumors that follow others' opinions?" Then, he introduced: "Miao Congshu, my good friend. We are as close as brothers. If you say he is talking about me, saying I am disrespectful and disrespectful. Whoever dares to be disrespectful will be imprisoned."

Miao Congshu: "..." It seemed that the pile of melon seed husks under his feet that didn't reach his feet were decorations.

Disciples of Wanfa Daomen: Uncle Wushi knocked melon seeds just now.

But with Wu Yaoli's attitude, the others quickly accepted Miao Congshu.Besides, [-]% of the stories in the restaurant are false, so they just listened to it for fun, and didn't take it seriously.

Miao Congshu squeezed among the disciples of Wanfa Daomen, eating melons and eating snacks. He had a good temper and didn't have any quarrels at all, so he easily got involved in the topic: "Why did you come here?"

Disciple A of Wanfa Daomen: "When the little master uncle comes, we will come."

Miao Congshu: "Dongting Dragon Lord? What is he doing here?"

Disciple B of Wanfa Daomen: "Yes. The little master uncle came to see people."

Miao Congshu: "Who are you seeing?"

Disciple of Wanfa Daomen: "I don't know. Uncle Martial Master knows."

Wu Yaoli was a generation higher than them, basically he had a direct conversation with Deng Qizhi, so he knew about it.

He said: "Lu Sangtu, the master of the Eastern Wasteland."

Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar: "Isn't that Demon Realm?!"

"It's not a Demon Realm, but it's better than a Demon Realm. The Landlord of the Eastern Wasteland is not a demon cultivator, but his behavior is even more terrifying than a demon cultivator. His personality is moody, unpredictable, and he doesn't like to kill people, but his methods of torturing people are too cruel."

"Yes! That's why many people who fall into his hands would rather die than live."

The more they said it, the more terrifying it became, and everyone shivered in a circle.

Because this Eastern Wilderness is close to the Demon Realm, it is the frontier of the realm of comprehension and the Demon Realm. It is a pity that no grass grows, and the folk customs are tough and hard to tame.No one is willing to go to the Eastern Wasteland to open up towns and guard the frontier, and it has become a disaster for many years.

Until 400 years ago, a person appeared out of nowhere, conquered the Eastern Wasteland, subdued the city lords from all over the country and built the city at the exit of the Demon Realm.His realm has reached the stage of crossing the catastrophe, and he fought alone several times to force out the army of demon cultivators and became famous in the realm of cultivation, known as the master of the Eastern Desolation.

Lu Sangtu, the master of the Eastern Wasteland.

Miao Congshu touched his lips and said in agreement: "It's terrible."

Disciple of Wanfa Daomen: "Uncle Wu, why did my little uncle meet the Lord of the Eastern Wasteland?"

Wu Yaoli: "It seems to be related to a secret realm that will be opened, I don't know how much more it is. However, Emperor Taixuan also invited Lu Sangtu, and he should appear at the banquet."

Miao Congshu grabbed a large handful of fresh fruits, peeled them to eat, and asked casually, "Where did you buy them?"

Wu Yaoli took a look: "The fruit shop in the east of the city. They have a lot of fresh and exotic fruits there, and there are quite a lot of varieties."

Seeing that he hadn't stopped talking since he came in, Wanfa Daomen warmly stuffed him with a lot of food.At the same time, he did not forget to recommend him where the shop in Fuyun City sells the most authentic products. Miao Congshu reciprocated and told them about the unknown specialties in other places.

In the end, Miao Congshu said: "However, the really delicious food is not found in the realm of comprehension, the human world, let alone in the Demon Realm, but in Kunlun. The world's delicacies come from Kunlun."

Kunlun is a sacred mountain, above the world of self-cultivation and the realm of demons, closest to the upper realm and even rumored that it transcends the way of heaven.

There is a God Lord above Kunlun. No one knows where he came from and when he was born, and no one has seen him come out in the past few hundred years, but he and Kunlun have always been feared by people.

Now a sacred place, Miao Congshu's mouth turned it into a holy place for foodies... it's audacious.

He was either bragging or hysterical.Observing his words and looks, it should be hysteria.

Everyone thought to themselves: How did you get that kind of disease at such a young age?

No one answered, and Miao Congshu didn't think anything was wrong.

He didn't speak, everyone was silent for a while and someone started a new conversation.So everyone was happily babbling again, and the air was filled with a happy atmosphere.

After about two sticks of incense, there was a sudden loud noise outside.

Everyone was startled, Wu Yaoli said, "The monks are fighting."

The disciples of Wanfa Daomen breathed a sigh of relief: "That's okay, continue."

Immediately afterwards, the loud noise became louder.Mixed with a bunch of sound effects, Lu Sangtu, the landowner of the Eastern Desolation, said, "Deng Qizhi, please consider my proposal carefully. See you in two days."

Miao Congshu: Huh?The voice seemed familiar.

Wu Yaoli and the others exclaimed: "Little master uncle, little master uncle!"

They rushed out to Deng Qizhi's side in a hurry, just in time to see the back of the Landlord of the Eastern Wasteland leaving.Miao Congshu was biting the fruit and went to the door to watch curiously, when a light arrow that was shot flying and turning came towards him.

Miao Congshu: Day!Wouldn't it be too bullying to turn a corner and come face to face with me? !

His feet were flustered, and his fingers were even more flustered. While trying to escape, he also wanted to find a defensive spiritual weapon, but he was in a hurry and couldn't dodge for a while.

Seeing this, Wu Yaoli couldn't help shouting urgently: "Fellow Daoist Miao, get out of here!"

Miao Congshu: I can dodge as soon as I can—forget it, I won’t die anyway after the pain.

But when he was ready to be targeted to meet the light arrow, a person suddenly appeared in front of him, and his wide sleeves spread like a flowing cloud and brushed the back of his hand, which was icy cold.Miao Congshu raised his head, and Deng Qizhi, who was standing in front of him, waved down the arrow of light.

Deng Qizhi turned around, as handsome as before.

He fixedly looked at Miao Congshu: "Long time no see."

Miao Congshu raised a polite smile: "Hello, hello, long time no see. How are you?"

Wu Yaoli, who rushed over, joined a group of disciples from the Wanfa Daomen: "??"

Wu Yaoli hesitated: "Little uncle, do you know fellow Taoist Miao?"

Miao Congshu said humbly: "It's a fate, we meet by chance, and the white head is like a new one, which means that we are not familiar with each other."

Wu Yaoli: "Really?"

Miao Congshu nodded repeatedly, thinking that Deng Qizhi would not deny it anyway.

After all, the exes in the world will either die or refuse to admit it when they meet each other, or they will fight to the death. Who can laugh at Yan Yan, hello and me?

It's not about compounding.

Deng Qizhi: "Miao Shu, my Taoist companion. Your aunt."

Miao Congshu: ...

Wu Yaoli: ...

The disciples of Wanfa Daomen and the crowd watched: ...

Miao Congshu: Damn it.

The author has something to say:

Miao Xiaoshu: I'mfine, I'mok.

How about some white special liquid?