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Zitao tempted him: "If you come, I'll take you to pick a good seat to watch the theater. It's definitely worth the trip!"

Cheng Yunzhi thought about it.

Normally, he had finished washing and was about to go out to have brunch with Gu Yan, but he was filling his stomach, and Xianjun would accompany him to eat.

But now...

Xiao Cheng excitedly said: "Let's go! I, Cheng, join in the fun!"

As for Xianjun sitting at the breakfast table...

Cheng Yunzhi poked his head at the entrance of the small hall, and sure enough, he saw the snow-clothed man with his back straight, sitting at the table, with a pair of green wooden chopsticks in his hand, looking down to read a book of jade slips, apparently waiting for him to eat.

Sensing that the light in the room was not right, Xianjun turned his head slightly and saw Xiao Cheng with half of his head exposed.

Gu Yan tilted slightly: "Meteor?"

The handsome young man waved to him slightly, and laughed lazily: "Xianjun, Cheng wants to go down the mountain with brother Zitao to join in the fun, and won't eat."

As he spoke, he was about to slip away immediately, but was stopped by someone inside: "Wait, Zitao."

Eldest brother Xuantianzong trembled, and approached cautiously, holding the door frame and looking inside.

Looking up and down, Xianjun didn't seem to be angry, so he walked into the house resentfully, and saluted awkwardly: "Master Uncle."

Gu Yan ordered the rich breakfast on the table: "This, this, this."

Lifting her chin slightly, motioned for him to pack up and leave.

Zitao's eyes lit up. The food on this table was made of precious spiritual food. As the head disciple, he rarely ate such good food.

ah!You really deserve to be Brother Cheng!Follow Brother Cheng to eat delicious food and drink spicy food!

He selectively forgot the past of trying to let Cheng Yunzhi escape from the trap before entering the inner door, and said pleasantly, "Is it for me?"

Gu Yan nodded: "You pack it up and watch Yunzhi eat it."

Zitao: "..."

The case was solved, and there was nothing wrong with him at all.

Outside the door, the young man took another look and found that something was wrong, so he hurriedly stepped over the threshold to stop him: "I'll just put the food in the Qiankun bag, and I will eat it warm."

Cheng Yuzhi clasped his palms together and said with a smile, "Master."

Gu Yan glanced at him, slowly closed the jade slips, and put them on the table.

Cheng Yunzhi said: "Okay, I will definitely get up early tomorrow and take care of breakfast and lunch."

Gu Yan: "I don't believe it."

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

Xianjun faced Zitao and said concisely: "Pretend."

The elder brother numbly bagged the food on the table, one, two, and three, filling the table.

Zitao thought in his heart: When he packs up the things, the mountain will be finished, right?

Slow down!wait for him! ! !

Cheng Yunzhi obviously thought so too.

As soon as the two stepped out of the range of Changshu Peak, Cheng Yuzhi immediately poured clean water, finished most of the food in a few strokes, turned his head and hiccupped.

Seeing that Zitao's scalp was numb, he didn't know how he stuffed it down.

Cheng Yuzhi said: "I'm not fighting for our Xuantian Sect... great cause!"

Zitao quietly asked, "Uncle Master won't know?"

Cheng Yuzhi also whispered, "I don't think he knows."

"But I know."

The two looked down and saw a petite boy standing beside Cheng Yuzhi's legs, staring at Zitao unhappily.

The senior brother screamed tragically: "Uncle's boy!!!"

In the end, Cheng Yuzhi gave the boy two "paji", and the bribe was considered successful.

The little boy hummed contentedly.

The two rushed to the school rather embarrassed, but maybe it was because they came too late, the open space at the entrance of the school has already formed a confrontation between the two sides.

There are several injured juniors and juniors on Xuantianzong's side, and the other side is not going there.

However, Bai Jiamu still stood in front, majestic and majestic, without any damage.

Holding the long sword on his back, he seemed to realize that no one could fight him, so he snorted rather boringly, the long sword turned into a spirit, burned like a flame, and disappeared.

Cheng Yunzhi: "A lot of injured... Are you alright?"

Zitao gritted his teeth: "It's okay, everyone is used to fighting and getting hurt, I'll find some wound medicine for them later... Bai Jiamu, it's nothing to beat up juniors and younger sisters who are still able to read! If you have the ability to find me, or find me other people!"

Established in the school of the inner sect, the younger brothers and younger sisters are also the second generation of the native sect, born to be disciples of the Xuantian sect.

And most of them spent time under Zitao's subordinates when they were young, lived with the elder brother, and were also ordered by the elder brother to eat well and not run around.

Now seeing the senior brother coming, everyone gathered around like baby birds, chirping and complaining: "Senior brother Bai is here to challenge the second senior brother again!"

"We are going to practice swordsmanship, but he still won't let us go, saying that we should fight him, which is considered swordsmanship practice!"

Even the wounded were helped over, crying, "Brother, I'm in so much pain!"

It hurt so much, but when Cheng Yunzhi took a closer look, there was no water in the eyes of the small carrot heads, and they were all smiling and ready to fight!

Zitao licked their heads one by one, and ruthlessly pushed them back: "Stay away."

Bai Jiamu watched their interaction with cold eyes and sneered.

He said: "When I was young, I wouldn't be so useless. I was beaten and cried to my brother."

The younger brothers and younger sisters in the school glared at him angrily, and Bai Jiamu treated him like a mosquito tickle and didn't take it seriously.

Zitao drew out his long sword, the tip of the sword fell to the ground, and cast a disdainful glance at him: "I'm afraid there is no one who can cry."

Bai Jiamu: "It's as if someone wants more."

The two stood still and started fighting as usual.

The disciples are used to pulling others back, so as not to disturb the brother's performance, Cheng Yunzhi was also pulled, and smiled and thanked: "Thank you, I will just stand here."

The disciple casually reminded him: "Senior brother Cheng! Stand over there, it's in a good position and you can see clearly."

Cheng Yunzhi looked over and found that it was a staircase, he happily stood up.

In the middle of the open space, Zitao said: "Every time we communicate, you have to bother the juniors and juniors in the school. Bai Jiamu, haven't you bullied the weak enough?"

Bai Jiamu smiled and said, "What are you weak? Am I qualified to fight when they grow up?"

Weak?qualifications?

Zitao snorted coldly, drew out his long sword and pointed at him: "If I had known, I would have beaten you to pieces when we communicated for the first time, and the shit out of you!"

Bai Jiamu: "I just learned a new trick, it's up to you to try it!!!"

The long sword collided with the long sword, and sparks overflowed from the touch, and the people around were shocked to take three steps back again and again!

They didn't use their spiritual power, they simply put aside the external force, collided with each other, and stabbed each other's vitals with the weapons in their hands, which was fatal!

Zitao's hair crown was split, and the bundled long hair fell rustlingly, blowing up with the wind;

And Bai Jiamu's left sleeve was split open, revealing a smooth forearm, and the gold ornaments inlaid on the sleeve shattered and scattered all over the ground.

Cheng Yuzhi heard the senior brother cheering in front of him: "Senior brother! Come on!"

Xiao Cheng also happily started applauding and cheering, it was no big deal to join in the fun.

According to his vision, the level of the two is actually almost the same, and they can't kill people.

The two were fighting, Bai Jiamu didn't know why, but when he looked up, he saw the nightmare of stabbing him into the water in Zhongzhangzhou back then.

Nightmare is waving its arms and cheering, extremely conspicuous.

He was short of breath, and the opportunity was fleeting, but Zitao seized it.

He stabbed hard, piercing through his left abdomen, nailing him to the ground completely!

Bai Jiamu; "You——"

Zitao looked down at him from top to bottom, and sneered, "You're still distracted when you're fighting with me? Bai Jiamu, you're too contemptuous of me."

Saying that, he pulled out the long sword casually, flicked the blood away, and stuffed it back into the scabbard.

Those who were pinned to the ground finally had a chance to get up.

Holding his left abdomen in pain, he was supported by someone, took out the panacea, and swallowed it casually.

The expensive elixir turned into a hot stream in his throat, rushing to his left abdomen, and healed his injury in an instant.

The two fought so fiercely because they knew well that the other party had something good in his hand, and a few slashes would not hurt his muscles or bones.

The blood on the ground gradually dried up, revealing a tan rough surface.

However, his gaze still fell on Cheng Yunzhi behind the crowd.

Bai Jiamu staggered up from the ground and took two steps forward. Zitao vigilantly blocked his way with his scabbard.

Zitao frowned: "You lost."

Bai Jiamu slowly raised his hand, pointing at Cheng Yuzhi's face in the distance, which he would never forget: "Call him down, I want to fight him."

Zi Tao choked.

What Bai Jiamu said was as if he wanted to invite Cheng Yuzhi to have a discussion with him.

But the tone was almost the same as "call him down and let me beat him up".

The elder brother thought to himself, if you beat him up, he probably won't be able to see today's dinner.

Zitao froze and raised his hand to stop him: "What's the point of fighting with others? Let's fight again in another place!"

As a result, the big brother turned around and saw Xiao Cheng running over happily: "Call me?"

Zitao: "..."

Don't come here! ! !

Bai Jiamu stared at him, the panacea could not erase the pain, and his lower abdomen was still aching, but he didn't care about it.

He proudly announced: "I specifically asked my ancestor for a trick to restrain your strange swordsmanship. What, dare to fight?!"

Cheng Yuzhi glanced at him and said, "Brother Bai, don't be too arrogant."

Zitao stood beside him and reminded him in a low voice: "I'm afraid he really learned something new. If he is powerful..." You shouted for help from Xianjun.

Cheng Yuzhi said loudly: "I also learned some new things from Xianjun, so there is no need to be afraid of him."

Bai Jiamu was startled: "Are you Xianjun's new apprentice?"

It is rare for a fairy king to meet once in a thousand years. He opens the peak gate and goes down the mountain to accept apprentices.

Unexpectedly, it was actually this person in front of him.

Cheng Yunzhi borrowed Zitao's practice sword, and said, "I also happen to try out my newly learned sword technique."

Half a quarter of an hour later, Bai Jiamu was nailed to the ground again.

Disciples: "..."

"It's miserable..."

"It hurts so much..."

"It seems that Senior Brother Cheng is also very ruthless..."

Bai Jiamu gritted his white teeth, forcibly pulled out the long sword from his lower abdomen, threw it hard, and threw it three meters away.

Bleeding profusely, he was once again roughly repaired with a panacea.

The junior sister who was close couldn't see it, and muttered, "I was beaten so badly, why do I come here every time to get beaten?", and wanted to help, but was swung away violently, and fell back.

Bai Jiamu said without hesitation, "Are Xuantian Sect disciples so bloodless when they treat the loser so softly?"

Zitao hurriedly supported the junior sister who was helping, and patted her on the shoulder reassuringly.

He took out a sesame candy from his pocket and stuffed it into her hand.

He whispered: "Go to the back." Then he let go.

In front of him, Bai Jiamu was still talking loudly: "But it's only because of the Mahayana Immortal Lord that he got the title of No. [-] sect in the world. But counting the disciples under his sect, how many of them rank first in the cultivation world?"

Zitao thought to himself: the senior brothers and sisters in the top row are all retreating.

Bai Jiamu continued: "I think this is the first case in the world, so let it go to my ancestor mountain."

All the disciples raised their eyebrows, wanting to reason with him angrily!

However, Zitao thought about it: But most of the Taoist monarchs in your ancestral mountain are also from the immortal monarchs.

The elder brother shook his head tut-tut, not intending to tell him the truth.

Sure enough, Bai Jiamu was irritated: "What do you mean..."

If they felt something, everyone looked up, including Bai Jiamu, and their expressions changed instantly.

Cheng Yuzhi observed carefully for a while, and found a little fear, a little hatred and a little bit of envy.

"My brother is not feeling well today, and his words are thoughtless, please forgive me."

Someone smiled and chanted, "Xuantianzong is well-deserved, the number one sect is powerful, please don't argue with my brother."

Two or three Yuanying Daojun descended from the sky, engulfing a young man in his arms, surrounding him to protect him.

His chin was slightly pointed, his face was fair, his slender eyes fell on Bai Jiamu, and he smiled at him.

Bai Jiamu narrowed his eyes: "Bai Jiong..."

Cheng Yuzhi suddenly understood the relationship between this character, and he knew it was the "illegitimate son of Bai Jiamu's father" in Zitao's story!