Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

When You Jia met Feng Qingxiu, he was blowing on the cliff.

Squid, who was in a good mood after taking a bath, reached out to him: "What do you think, big brother?"

"I started later than you, why do you all call me senior brother?" Feng Qingxiu turned her head, slightly curious.

He asked the master, why bother about what the master said was just a title - in fact, he vaguely felt that the master might not know.

He felt that the demon might be out of his mind, that's why the master is different. The master in the demon period should be gentle, and it is better not to ask too many questions that have nothing to do with cultivation.

"Here is an interesting story." You Jia explained to him, "When the sect was first established, Kunlai only had a few peaks. At that time, when accepting disciples, our fathers and relatives all wanted to worship under the head of the sect."

However, it is useless, the only consequence is that Zhaoyue Peak will have a few more human races and monsters hanging from branches and being struck by lightning.

Several elders asked not to be allowed to worship the head as a teacher, which was understood as they wanted to take away all good apprentices and not give them to the head.

Of course, more people went to find the head, and then they were blown away by the big formation.

This will not stop people who are eager to seek the way.

At that time, there was an old pine on Zhaoyue Peak, which was quite spiritual, and more and more people hung it every year, making it a splendid sight.

Seeing that the sect master didn't intend to get angry, the elders ignored it.

Countless people have fallen under the head of the sect, and I have seen countless corpses lying under the Zhaoyue Peak all year round. Elder Yan passed by once, and said mockingly that whoever can be the master's apprentice, he will call him brother corpse!

dead body.

So for a long time, when discussing, some people would say, whoever can be the corpse brother will be fine.

Gradually, word spread that the words "head of the sect and disciple" were too troublesome to write. When discussing on the Internet, everyone naturally used "Brother Corpse" instead.

Such as: "Oh, today I was admitted to be the chief, have you been in the eye of the head, and I feel that I can become a corpse brother."

"Take three exams at once, you think you're a corpse brother, what's wrong with you?"

And so on.

"So, the so-called senior brother..." Feng Qingxiu felt that her three views were shattered.

"Don't worry, we will call you Big Brother in the future, not that corpse!" You Jia comforted him.

"No, you should call me Junior Brother..." Feng Qingxiu couldn't feel comforted.

"Recently, it's just for everyone to vent their dissatisfaction. After all, your rise is too surprising. In a few days, you will be called whatever you want. For example, I should call you...Little Master Uncle." Youjia shouted in satisfaction, "Today For Bai Yue's matter, thank you, little uncle!"

"You..." Feng Qingxiu smiled, "I remember it."

"The kindness must be repaid, you're welcome, I have something to do, so I'll leave first!" You Jia felt very happy that he had bullied her senior brother.

Who said that physical injury is injury, there are many ways to cause trouble.

Feng Qingxiu embraced her arms, and felt a little funny seeing the other party leaving, thinking that this senior brother was also stupid and naive.

They are also so entangled in coaxing an ignorant senior sister, that's all, just take it as a favor.

The problem now is how to solve the family...

"Very troubled?" Ji Yunlai walked away from him, turning his head with a smile.

"One thing," Feng Qingxiu was used to Ji Yunlai's casual coming and going, and turned to look at him sadly, "very troublesome."

"Want to help?" Ji Yunlai chuckled, sending some mortals to Kunlai is just a matter of effort for him, even if some are >100, it is only a hundred years.

"You are breaking your rules." Feng Qingxiu frowned slightly, and refused, "I can help them apply for entry and give them the help I can, but I can't cross the line, so don't test me."

"How is it a test? It's just to make my apprentice happy." Ji Yunlai smiled and said, "Xiaoqing knows that children who can cry are more rewarded."

"But I'm not a child after all." Feng Qingxiu said proudly, "If there are really outstanding children, can I still suppress them?"

"Then how do you explain it at home? Just now your mother was crying so much that you were at a loss." Ji Yun didn't think it was too much to see the disciples' excitement.

"Not to mention how unreasonable it is for her to ask my younger brothers to come under your family, but if you really agree, I'm afraid my family will not be able to survive tomorrow." Feng Qingxiu smiled wryly, it wasn't that he didn't want to help, it was that his mother It's unreasonable, not to mention that the three younger brothers don't have the qualifications to choose dragons and phoenixes. The requirement of entering the master's sect alone has passed him to heaven. Compared with this, sending some family disciples to enter the sect is very small something happened.

Are those big families in Kun-Lai really vegetarian?

With just a little prodding, countless jealous people can clean up the family.

The head of the sect can certainly protect them, but it's not easy to control people's backs. If you really control them, the atmosphere will be broken.

"Apprentice, you can see so clearly, it makes me feel a lot less fun." Ji Yunlai smiled and pointed at the apprentice's forehead.

A mental method immediately flooded into my mind, followed by a halo and a seed, which changed in the sea of ​​consciousness and gave birth to light, took root and germinated.

"This is..." Feng Qingxiu read a few words silently, a little startled.

"Kunlai's mental method, Taixu Wushang does not use the scriptures, it is more suitable for the true species of Yunfu!" Ji Yunlai said casually.

"The true species of cloud talisman seems to be made only after the Dao period... 20 spirit stones are priceless..." Of course Feng Qingxiu knows that the true species of cloud talisman, the three great treasures of Kunlai, can be evolved into the most suitable One's own spiritual root, and then strengthen one's own spiritual root, its simplified version of the Yunfu Dao Seed is already a price that ordinary disciples cannot afford.

"Xiao Qing." Ji Da said to him earnestly, "You are my disciple now, be generous. The whole Kun-Lai belongs to me, and of course it belongs to you."

"..." It makes sense, Feng Qingxiu was speechless, but she always felt that something was wrong.

"Cultivate hard." Ji Yunlai expressed his satisfaction, gave a casual order, turned around and walked into the void.

Stepping out with one step, the sky is far away, and in the blink of an eye, he has already returned to the front yard of Zhaoyue Peak.

A camellia next to him saw him approaching, and the white camellia bloomed happily. The flowers were as big as a bucket, and the light ones were more colorful.

It's like watching Xiaoqing grow up.

He knew what happened at the foot of the mountain before.

But he didn't have to make a move.

He believed that Feng Qingxiu had the ability to deal with it, and he was sure that those juniors would not dare to be too presumptuous.

Sure enough, Xiaoqing solved it quickly.

However, the apprentice's cultivation base is too poor and he can't bear it. As a master, he must give some good things to save his life.

This is also the reason why Ji Yunlai waited until the matter was over before going to him.

What he has to worry about now is himself. Now he is like a rookie playing an old account. He doesn't know the skills and is not familiar with the gameplay. Although he can crush the trumpet with his level, it will be very troublesome if he matches the account of the same level.

It makes sense to be proficient early.

He stretched out his hand, and a pure white camellia bloomed in his palm.

Layers upon layers, the beauty is incomparable, the soft light of the petals illuminates his face, and he plucks a petal with his fingers.

The fallen petals withered and sank into the earth.

Life and death, prosperity and withering.

success or failure.

He clasped his five fingers together, and the petals disappeared at the slender and white fingertips.

Walk into the old residence.

Behind him, countless flowers bloom one after another regardless of the season.

And withered in an instant.

Only the white tea that bloomed happily remained unchanged.

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On the other side, Ji Yunlai walked quickly, leaving Feng Qingxiu alone in the wind.

Close your eyes and feel this expensive gift.

That dao seed seemed to be made by Ji Yunlai himself and planted by himself, which perfectly fit his spiritual root. With this alone, he felt that the speed of spiritual energy transformation had at least doubled.

What is more exciting is his shadow.

It entered his sea of ​​consciousness almost in the blink of an eye, wrapped around the spirit root transformed by the real species, stroked and rubbed it up and down, just like the group of guys who wanted to absorb immortal energy, he couldn't bear to look at it any more.

So he angrily drove the shadow out of the sea of ​​consciousness - after all, he has the final say here.

Shadow seemed to have been greatly wronged, squatted down, and ignored him.

Feng Qingxiu was speechless for a moment, and had no choice but to sit in the wind and continue to watch the high-level Taoism of the Kunlai Supreme Treasure.

Then, he felt familiar.

If you are familiar with it, it seems that you can think of the next sentence after reading one sentence, and then follow the guidance to exercise, and there will be many things around you...

But what it was he didn't know.

Just watching the shadow eating very happily.

And as he ate happily with the shadow, his skill also rose irresistibly.

The sun rises and the moon sets, without any sign of stopping.

The cultivation base also started to rise uncontrollably.

Isn’t it true, is this Kunlai mentality so powerful?

This is also great!

Feng Qingxiu felt it silently, watching her cultivation base rise at a visible speed like a river flowing into a field.

Middle stage of foundation building, sixth floor, seventh floor, eighth floor...

No, it's going to the ninth floor.

Nine floors!

Still going up!

Completed the foundation building? ? ?

No way, will it go up again? It's a golden pill!

Then the golden core is gone, no more rises...

and many more!

Feng Qingxiu almost wanted to scream.

What's happening here?

What about catastrophe?

What about demons?

It's too scary, this is an upgrade, which monk didn't collect all kinds of magic treasures before breaking through, consolidate his cultivation, and then choose a good place to make complete preparations before breaking through?

He got up as if he had taken a sip of tea, and he didn't even say hello!

terrible!

This inexplicable upgrade method is simply indescribable!

Master help!

The head disciple, who had always been calm, couldn't calm down at all. He got up in a bit of a panic, and was about to go to find his master.

Just after turning a corner, I heard a sigh.

"Youyou heaven, why are you so thinner than me..." An elegant and melancholy voice, and then I glanced out of the corner of my eye, and saw Gao Yasong, a young man who was raising his sword to cut his throat, and fell himself.

Feng Qingxiu instinctively stepped forward to stop it.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred!

A long sword was placed on his neck silently, and the one pointing the sword in front of him was the dark-skinned boy with a ring around his neck.

The eyebrows and eyes are very domineering, but he doesn't know him.

"I need you to do me a favor," he said.