Good news, the elder is gone

Liu Fengyu looked at the shabby-dressed Ghost Cultivator in front of him, twirled the spear in his hand and stuck it on the ground, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What? This is the first time I came to the Rookie Daoist Association? Don't you know how to report yourself?"

The visitor was not kind. Although Xu Jiqing was usually a coward who would die and live, he was so panicked that he just wanted to surrender and run away, but now there are so many eyes looking at this side, and he has to fight for his breath if he doesn't steam the steamed buns.

A man of literati and integrity, he coughed, cupped his hands at Liu Fengyu with a leg bone pen, and said slowly, "Xu Jiqing is under the sect of Qingyuanzi, the sect of refining ghosts."

Liu Fengyu nodded: "It seems that I found the right person."

He moved his wrist and pulled out the glazed gun, looked at Xu Jiqing and asked, "Can we start now?"

Xu Jiqing swallowed his saliva, glanced at the master next to him who was encouraging him with clenched fists, swallowed the words of surrender with his mouth puckered, and tremblingly said with his leg bone brush: "Let's start!" .”

As soon as the words fell, Liu Fengyu rushed over in just a moment, opened and closed a long spear, and danced vigorously, but what he used was not the spear technique at all, but the saber technique.

Xu Jiqing dodged for a while, lifted the brush to block it, and took advantage of the huge force transmitted to step back a section.The original white tip of the writing brush protruded with blood, dripping onto the ring.

The brush gradually became bigger, Xu Jiqing held the brush with his arms and waved towards Liu Fengyu, and the red blood spots mixed with ghostly spirit flung towards Liu Fengyu.He frowned, and rolled to the side to hide, only to see that the blood dripped on the ring, directly corroding several big holes.

"So that's how it is..."

Liu Fengyu murmured, and directly bullied him. He held the spear in his hand like a big knife, and slashed directly on Xu Jiqing's brush.

The two were at a stalemate, Xu Jiqing had exhausted all the spiritual power in his body to resist, and his face was already weeping blood, but Liu Fengyu didn't use all his strength to look relaxed, and still had the time to talk to him.

"You and my aunt met in Furong City?" Liu Fengyu asked, "I advise you not to lie."

Xu Jiqing gritted his teeth to resist, and began to memorize the script that Xue Wangliu had prepared before: "It's just a one-sided relationship."

Liu Fengyu sneered: "Fate? Then why do they all say that my aunt and you are in love with each other?"

Xu Jiqing was taken aback for a moment, thinking then you have to ask them, what are you asking me for.Before he had time to say the phrase "don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors", the strength in his hands suddenly increased, and Liu Fengyu's expression became fierce.

"Could it be that you saw my aunt's beauty and pestered her endlessly?!"

Xu Jiqing:? ? ?

Who are these people!I am a foundation-building ghost cultivator who pesters a Mahayana monk who can crush himself to death with a single finger. It is really like a sheep falling in love with a wolf. Love crazy.

Lighting up lanterns in the latrine doesn't bring such a courtship.

He really wanted to give up resisting for a moment, he didn't even want to talk about the reason, let this beautiful idiot in front of him beat him to death.

But no, he hasn't taught a champion yet, so he can't die!

"As a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, why do I pester an Patriarch in the Mahayana Stage?" Xu Jiqing explained patiently, "I just met Xiangu once, and we left after leaving Furong City."

Liu Fengyu sneered after hearing this: "You are average-looking, poorly dressed, and have no family background. Even if you think about it, my aunt won't fall in love with you."

Xu Jiqing: ...

Personality insult, huh? !

Believe it or not, I am now declaring that I have lived with your aunt for five years, and all the cheap sons I picked up for nothing are golden pills!

He wanted to do it, but he held back for his life, and said you were right.

Xue Wangliu sat on the tree and listened to the conversation between the two of them and was silent for a long time. He asked Ding Hong suspiciously: "Did the sixth child lose his mind when I was away?"

Ding Hong quacked twice, indicating that Liu Fengyu was like this a long time ago, and asked you to give the child some walnuts to nourish the brain. If you don't listen, now you are reaping the consequences.

Xue Wangliu scratched his hair irritably, watching Liu Fengyu's moves below became more and more fierce, he clicked his tongue, and was about to send Xu Jiqing to admit defeat first to save his life, when the crowd around the ring suddenly separated, one wearing a headgear Bu Yao, a woman in a light blue dress, came over.

Immediately he let go of his worry, Xue Wangliu sat back on the branch, looked at the woman with a smile, poked Ding Hong next to her and said, "The longer Yue girl is, the more beautiful she will be."

When the fifth child comes over, the sixth child should stop.

Xue Wangliu thought to himself, and listened carefully, and sure enough, he heard Lao Wu calling Liu Fengyu on the stage: "Junior brother, don't bully others."

Liu Fengyu stopped moving her hands, turned her head to look at Wu Xiaoyue at the side of the ring, and said calmly: "I am a late Jindan, and he is also a late Jindan, what kind of bullying is this?"

"You understand what I mean." Wu Xiaoyue said calmly, "If my aunt finds out, she won't be happy."

As soon as he heard the word aunt, Liu Fengyu's expression became gloomy, "Don't use aunt to oppress me."

Although he said it, he still put away the spear, looked at Xu Jiqing, who was coughing and panting, clutching his chest, frowned, threw the token in his arms, and slightly cupped his hands and said in a cold voice: "Thank you, fellow daoist, for your guidance." , I have benefited a lot from you."

It turned out that he simply surrendered and stepped down, and followed Wu Xiaoyue away.

The two returned to Huahanzong's resting place one after the other, and Shao Lin, who was dressed in black, smiled at Liu Fengyu: "The younger brother is back, but what did you find out?"

"Don't be so yin-yang here." Liu Fengyu glanced at him, and said reluctantly: "Senior brother and fourth brother guessed well, this ghost cultivator has a cowardly character and his tricks are not profound, even the magic weapon is ordinary, and he said he was in Furong. I was separated from my aunt outside the city."

Shao Lingshuang, who was sitting on the side wiping his knife, snorted coldly: "Eldest brother has already sent someone to inquire. In the past five years, Xu Jiqing has been practicing the way of ghosts in Fanzhou with his senior brother. You don't believe it."

"It's as if you believed it from the beginning. If the second senior brother didn't pull you, you would have rushed to the Ghost Refining Sect to pinch someone's neck and ask." Liu Fengyu looked at him, "You and I are all the same way. What's the point?"

Shao Lingshuang gave him a cold look, and slowly stopped wiping the knife.

"That's enough." The man sitting in the first seat of the Huahan Sect, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes, looked at the juniors and sisters around him, and said lightly, "Sixth junior brother, you promised me not to do this before you came out." Troubled."

Liu Fengyu didn't dare to contradict Yi Mingye when he saw what Eldest Senior Brother Yi Mingye said, but said: "Understood, I didn't mess around, I stopped. The sword technique with a gun didn't bully Xu Jiqing."

"Xu Jiqing is not important, what is important is that blind man who calls aunt his master." As soon as Yi Mingye finished speaking, a young man holding Bilu Ruyi and carrying a basket of herbs came from behind, and he touched the jade Ruyi in his hand and swallowed it tenderly. Said: "In addition to the blind man on Yunxia Island, there are also a few casual cultivators who are also blind."

Seeing him coming, Liu Fengyu quickly moved to his side and said, "Fourth Senior Brother, you are back."

The boy smiled, looked at Yi Mingye and asked, "Senior brother, what should we do now?"

"Tell the disciples to keep an eye on them, especially when they are in the arena." Yi Mingye looked at the ten lively arenas in the distance, and murmured: "This time, we must find my aunt."

"Yes." The five people took the order and scattered away. Ding Hong, who was standing on a tree to eavesdrop, also took the opportunity to fly back to Xue Wangliu's side, and repeated it with him.

Ding Hong rubbed Xue Wangliu's hand, and asked him if he wanted to ask Nianshu to leave now.

"No need." Xue Wangliu stroked Ding Hong's chin, looked at Nianshu who was still striding forward not far away, and said calmly: "It's okay for them to recognize it. They are worried about me, but they dare not treat Nianshu." What to do. And this time Huahanzong must have many disciples entering the secret realm, and I think the sixth child also deliberately suppressed his cultivation base on the golden core, so he probably will go in too."

He said with a smile: "They recognize Nianshu, and they can take care of him in the secret realm, which makes me feel more at ease."

Ding Hong let out a cry of dissatisfaction, but Xue Wangliu raised his hand to let it fly high: "Go and ask Nianshu to play and practice, it's already here, you can't come here for nothing."

The eagle in the air gradually became smaller and turned into a sparrow. It slowly spun and landed on Nianshu's arm, as if treating him like a motionless wooden stake.

Nian Shu didn't notice the sparrow that landed on his arm for a while, and was still immersed in the gossip he heard while walking.

It turned out that including my master, I picked up a total of seven children, and the monk who had just competed with Master Xu in the ring was called by them to be the master's child because of his similar appearance.

Recalling the face that he could never forget after only seeing it once, Nianshu was suspicious of what they said. Is there anyone in this world who can look as good-looking as the master?

Anyway, he didn't believe it.

Besides, it doesn't matter if he looks like him, in the end he didn't become the master's apprentice, the master only has himself as an apprentice!

Ding Hong bounced towards Nianshu's shoulder, and was about to call him, when he saw the child suddenly laughed, half unintentional and half cold, so frightened that it almost fell off.

Flapping his wings, he flew up and flew in front of Dao Nianshu, patted him a few times and yelled twice, woke up Nianshu who was still immersed in gossip, and told him to get ready to go to the field to practice his hands, and stop gaiting here .

Nianshu let out a breath, slowly closed his posture, and said softly, "I see, let's go."

He walked into the crowd with a dark green short stick, deliberately bypassed the arena where a few famous disciples were guarding the ring, picked a casual cultivator in the arena, and waited in line behind those who were going to take the stage.

The monks on the ring are constantly changing, it seems that everyone's strength is not very good, at most they can hold the ring for two rounds and leave the ring, but suddenly a man with no ears came out, after knocking down a dozen casual cultivators in a row, he was still alive. Stand firm on the stage.

When Nianshu stood on the ring, his opponent was this earless man with his ears covered and holding a pipa.

As soon as Nianshu came on stage, it was as if a drop of water had dropped into a frying pan under the ring, and it immediately became lively.Nianshu felt that everyone's eyes were on him for a moment, and someone was whispering, "Look, he's blind."

"Could it be that..."

"Shhh, keep your voice down, you don't want to die."

In this year's Rookie Daoist Association, "blind man" is a sensitive word.

Nian Shu didn't take those people's words to heart, and cupped his hands towards the deaf man, and was about to speak, when he heard the deaf man's finger move and the sound of a pipa.

"You're blind and I'm deaf, why bother?" The man without ears sighed and began to report his family name, "Fengqi Mountain loose cultivator has no name, no surname and no ears."

Nianshu smiled slightly, and said: "Yunyou casual cultivator, Huangfu Tieniu."

Xue Wangliu: ...

SOS!Help!

The author says:

Nianshu: Master gave it a name, don't throw it away.

Xue Wangliu: I shouldn't have saved those few dollars!

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Thank you for the pine needles poking the little paper pants, Dabai woke up, halu halu, roses under the hat*2, fish food with tumbling salted fish sauce