Picked up a little dumb on the side of the road

"Last time I mentioned—" In front of the simple stall on the street, the storyteller clapped Xingmu in his hands, and opened the folding fan with a "crash", "This dilapidated sect Qinggang on the green hills The head of the faction sat down and produced a strange young man, who is not as weak as the crown, but already has a full range of spiritual veins, and is famous all over the world..."

"Mr. Xun Wei Xun, it's the eighth time this month!" A group of ordinary people from the market surrounded the case, a man in a rough waistcoat grabbed a handful of melon seeds in his hand and threw them towards the case, shouting: "I said, the storyteller ! Why is it him again? Are there any new jokes!"

"Ma Wu, how much reward did you give? So much nonsense." A girl dressed as a farmer next to Ma Wu gave him a blank look, "Be quiet! We will listen to you if you don't like it!"

Then a group of half-grown girls echoed in one voice: "That's right, that's right."

Mr. Storyteller clapped his hands again, cleared his throat, "Mr. Xun is nineteen years old, with a handsome appearance. It is said in the world that his stones are like jade, and his pines are like emerald green. Lang Yan is unique, there is no other in the world. 'But the whereabouts are a mystery, and the truth is hard to find."

"Then what kind of lover does he have?" The girl who spoke just now asked with her chin raised, nibbling the melon seeds in her hand.

"Of course it's—"

"Erya, you think men are crazy!" The storyteller was interrupted by Ma Wu before he finished speaking, "How can a person who cultivates immortals have a relationship? Even if there is, it must be a female cultivator of the fairy sect Ah, when will it be your turn? Hahaha..."

The crowd immediately burst into laughter and noise, and the storyteller's clapping of Xingmu had little effect.

"It's from the Qing Gang Sect! It's the Qing Gang Sect's arrival!"

I don't know whose family's kid on the other side of the street yelled, but his voice overwhelmed the noisy crowd, and a group of half-grown girls headed by Erya flocked to the other side of the street.

"Hey, Aunt Wang—" Ma Wu grabbed the middle-aged woman who was also turning around to run away, pointed to the backs of the group of girls who had just left, and said jokingly: "They are looking for the young master. Also join in the fun?"

"Damn!" Aunt Wang spat at Ma Wu, "I'm going to ask my Cuixi to come out and see what a decent man looks like! I won't be fooled by a rascal like you in the future if I haven't seen the world!"

The storyteller's stall suddenly became deserted, and Ma Wu leaned on the desk without doing anything, and joked: "Storyteller, I don't think your business is easy to do, why don't you just open a handicap and let's take a gamble, this year this year I asked the leader of the meeting, could it be this unparalleled Young Master Xun?"

"Ridiculous!" Xu Qingyan stepped into the inn room, and as soon as the door fell, he slapped his palm on the table and sternly reprimanded, "Wei Xun! See for yourself, how decent it is!"

The one who spoke was Wei Xun's master, Xu Qingyan, the head of the Qingshan Qinggang Sect of this generation.

The Qinggang Sect is only a small sect with 80 or [-] members. Xu Qingyan himself is not very cultivated. He is close to sixty years old, and his spiritual veins have not yet fully penetrated. There is no hope for him in this life, so he does not see any fairy tales To the bone, he looks like a teacher in a school, with an old-fashioned look on his face.

The disciples in the room spread out, leaving an open space in the room. A tall young man stood with his head bowed, dressed in a light blue brocade robe with wide sleeves, bowing his body in salute, his eyebrows lowered.

"Hey!" Xu Qingyan sighed, "Tell me, how does the teacher teach you? Have you ever listened to the teacher's words?"

"Master, calm down." Wei Xun still bowed his head respectfully while speaking, "Master has always taught his disciples to exercise restraint, observe etiquette, and endure forbearance; disciples dare not forget. Today's matter is due to disciple's lack of thoughtfulness. Master, don't do evil again. My body is broken with anger. This disciple will go and dismiss the people outside, so as not to let them disturb the cleanliness of Master and fellow brothers and nephews."

After finishing speaking, he gave Xu Qingyan a deep bow, turned around and was about to go out.

"Stop!" Xu Qingyan opened his mouth to stop Wei Xun, apparently still angry, and teased, "What's the matter? Do you still feel that the previous prestige was not enough? Listening to this meeting, there is little movement, and I want to go out and enjoy it again Preferential treatment for throwing fruits and cars? Let your elder brother handle it. You go back to your room and think about how your master has taught you over the years! Don't go out without my order!"

Wei Xun didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly greeted Xu Qingyan with another respectful disciple salute, and said, "Disciple obeys."

Standing up, he hurriedly bowed to the "big brother" Xu Qingyan called, "If that's the case, I'll have to thank you, big brother."

After saying that, he bowed and retreated from the crowd, without a moment's pause, stepped on a series of crisp bells, turned and went back to the room.

"Tsk!" Hearing this familiar and disgusting voice, "big brother" Jiang Fengzhu couldn't help curling the corners of his lips, frowning and sighing, and followed out with a look of bitterness and hatred.

The origin of the ringtone is a string of silver bells tied around Wei Xun's ankles. The pattern is simple and clean, with a piece of crystal amber hanging in the middle. The two things that have nothing to do with each other are strung together in a string, which is surprisingly harmonious.

The strange thing is that piece of amber, the whole body is crystal clear, unlike ordinary amber wrapped with plant fragments or insects and ants.There seems to be nothing in the amber, but when you look closely, it seems that a cloud of white smoke appears and disappears from time to time.

As for Xu Qingyan's first apprentice, Jiang Fengzhu, it's not so much that he hates the bell, but rather that he has been dissatisfied with Wei Xun for a long time.

I think Jiang Fengshu has been in the door for nearly 30 years. Before Wei Xun, he had always been the first disciple of the head of the sect.But ever since Wei Xun entered the mountain gate, his cultivation has been far superior to him in three to five years. From then on, people in the sect began to discuss the position of the first disciple.

In Wei Xun's reign, when he was less than a weak crown, his spiritual veins were fully connected, and he was immediately famous all over the world.

Although his master didn't like Wei Xun, he didn't show any intention of replacing him with Wei Xun, but looking at the present, the infinite scenery belongs to others, but he always does the shitty things of wiping his ass.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that I don't like this little junior brother.

After Xu Qingyan finished the training, he sent everyone under the door back to the room, but it was really difficult to meditate by himself with his eyes closed.

The rumors in the Jianghu are true, Wei Xun is indeed his most proud disciple, the face of the Qinggang Sect.

In the hundreds of years since the establishment of the Qing Gang School, apart from Xu Qingfeng, the patriarch of the School, there has never been a disciple with a complete spiritual vein.

Even if you look at the entire family of immortal sects, those who can reach this level of cultivation are rare.What's more, Wei Xun is also the youngest person who can open up the spiritual veins in the whole body in a hundred years.

It can be said that the patriarch's grave is blessed with green smoke to protect the ancestral foundation of this school.

But if you say you like him, Xu Qingyan can't do it.

Xu Qingyan has been in charge of the Qinggang Sect for decades, and it is difficult for him to survive in the cracks of the various immortal sects, so he has just secured this century-old foundation.

This time I went down to Mount Daiyu to participate in the four-yearly grand event of the Immortal Sect——Ask the General Assembly, but today's battle has turned out to be empty, this kid is so popular now, how can he not arouse jealousy?

No matter how high Wei Xun's cultivation base is, if he can protect this small sect that has survived in the world for a hundred years, it will be difficult to guard against any open guns, and it may be difficult to guard against hidden arrows.

"Master!" Jiang Feng hurriedly ran back to interrupt Xu Qingyan's thoughts just before leaving the door, "Master! The disciple... the disciple probably can't control the outside affairs!"

"Why are you panicking? No one can listen to what my teacher teaches you all day!" Xu Qingyan's cultivation base is not high, but his master's airs are not small. He can teach you a lesson anytime, anywhere, and anything. "Mount Tai collapsed in front of you, but the color doesn't change, understand? A few reckless refugees who watched the excitement gave you a big blush, what a shame!"

"No, Master, I have almost dismissed the people outside when I went out just now, but in the alley opposite, I seem to have caught a...a escaped..."

Jiang Feng faltered for a long time, and saw Xu Qingyan's face gradually getting impatient, so he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet to continue.

"Anyway, it's a child who ran out of some restaurant! This club is having a good meal on the street in front of the inn, and those who have just been dismissed hurriedly surrounded them. It looks like a few strong men want to arrest him Going back, but the child refused to obey, hugging the onlookers and refusing to let go, tugging at this and that, and now he is in a mess. This can teach disciples how to manage!"

Immortal sect is the most abstinent, and Qinlou and Chuguan's love affair is hard to say. These words made this teacher who usually trains people not panting for a moment speechless.

Seeing the troubled look on Master's face, Jiang Feng immediately came up with a plan.

"Master, it's getting late now, and everyone in the sect must have already rested. It may be impossible to find another place. Why don't you ask Seventh Junior Brother to go down and clean up. He has always had the best temper and is patient. Persuade those people well. Besides, he is still a half-grown child, and he probably doesn’t know anything about these things, and if he doesn’t exist, he will lose face; he is not afraid of those troublesome people who will embarrass a half-grown child, right?”

After pondering for a moment, Xu Qingyan listened to the noise outside, and then thought about what happened before, she really had a headache, "Then you, tell your seventh junior brother to go. Tell him to be more careful, and don't make those unreasonable limelights again."

"Yes." Jiang Feng cupped his hands and bowed, the corners of his mouth curled up in pride, "I'll do it now, disciple."

"Senior brother, what's the matter?" Wei Xun, who was meditating on the bed and "thinking about his mistakes" when he saw Jiang Feng pushing the door open quickly, got up and saluted.

"Are you really interested in meditating here?" Jiang Feng gave Wei Xun an angry look, "Can't you hear what's going on outside? Hurry up and clean it up, don't disturb Master's cleanliness !"

Wei Xun looked distressed, "But Master said, I'm not allowed to go out without his order."

"This is Master's order! Hurry up and go! Do you want me to take you, and then go to say hello to Master and the old man?" Jiang Fengzhi didn't want to mention anything about downstairs, and now he felt guilty, so he didn't realize it He raised his voice, and the old man with a hanging voice at the end was afraid that Wei Xun would ask any more questions.

"Then I'll go right away, big brother, please do what you want." After finishing speaking, Wei Xun bowed to Jiang Fengzhi again, stepped on the bell that made Jiang Fengzhi curl his lips, turned and went out.

This is Wei Xun, who is not more than a year or two older than Jiang Feng's eldest disciple, but he doesn't have any youthful looks.Never sullen, gentle and humble.

Even if Jiang Feng was about to point his nose at him and scold him, his tone was still submissive, with all the courtesy he should have.

On the other hand, Jiang Fengzhi, who has already passed his thirties, is still in a hurry, has a bad temper, and shows both emotions and anger.