The brother I picked up is enchanted

The matter of Xuan Zhongfeng can be regarded as making Luo Xuanchuan famous, and Meng Lingrong heard some disciples whispering about it a few times.

The cultivators in the realm of comprehension are always Mu Qiang. On that day, Luo Xuanchuan easily dealt with Bai Hong on the duel stage. You must know that Bai Hong in the early stage of foundation establishment had taken the elixir, and his cultivation level was close to that of the monks in the late stage of foundation establishment. , when facing Luo Xuanchuan, he still had no power to fight back.

There are a lot more people comparing the two of them recently than before.

Both of them entered the golden core stage at a young age three years ago, and they were both suzerain's disciples, and there had been rumors of disagreement since a long time ago, so it was a natural topic no matter how you looked at it.

"Have you ever heard of that Senior Brother Luo who has never shown his face?"

Hearing these words, Meng Lingrong paused for a moment, then dodged into the nearby bamboo grove, breathed out after confirming that he was not discovered by those disciples, and then leaned against the stone wall coldly with his chest in his arms.

At first glance, it doesn't look like someone who listens to the corner, but looks like someone who is here to remind you.

As the son of the suzerain, it was his duty to understand the thoughts of the disciples in the sect.Thinking of this, Meng Lingrong's tense body loosened, and the voice in her ear gradually became clearer.

"It is said that Senior Brother Luo is also a direct disciple of the suzerain." Another disciple replied.

"Isn't that the same as Brother Meng?"

"Ham, how can it be the same, one is the parent and son of the suzerain, and the other is the apprentice picked up by the suzerain from outside, how can this be the same...

I heard before that Senior Brother Meng’s cultivation base is so high, and there is no lack of extra guidance from the suzerain, and which disciple in the sect has better resources than Senior Brother Meng, and the disciples of the venerable don’t have this kind of treatment, I think that Brother Luo had a suspicion because of this kind of thing. "

"That's right, the suzerain is also a human being, there will always be times when he is partial."

Meng Lingrong listened quietly, the shadow cast on the stone wall enveloped his whole body, even his face was blurred, as if separated by a layer of mist.

He has heard a lot of these words since he was a child, so he stopped maintaining a close relationship with other disciples of the sect a long time ago, because the closer he is, the more he hears.

If the suzerain is really biased, it must be biased towards Luo Xuanchuan.

But just like others couldn't understand, even he didn't understand, if he didn't know Luo Xuanchuan's origin, he would have suspected that Luo Xuanchuan was the suzerain's illegitimate son outside.

But now these gossips naturally can't make any waves in his heart, let alone shake his heart.

Meng Lingrong thought of herself when she was still young. When she realized that she was different from other sect disciples, the suzerain brought back a person...that was Luo Xuanchuan.

It's just that Luo Xuanchuan can't see through compared to other people's.

Until now, he didn't understand what that person wanted.

While in a trance, Meng Lingrong felt someone approaching, his expression turned cold, and he directly grabbed the hand that was extended by the person, so fast that it set off a gust of wind.

The other party screamed in pain, Meng Lingrong realized something at this moment and quickly covered the other party's mouth.

"Wuwu (Senior Brother), Hum Wu (it's me)." Ye Feiyu felt that the other party was covering his mouth too hard, and his hand was folded by the other party just now, and it still hurts.

Meng Lingrong glanced at him indifferently, made a silent gesture, and only let him go when Ye Feiyu nodded obediently.

Ye Feiyu is a wind spirit root, naturally good at hiding, Meng Lingrong is not surprised to be able to get within a foot of him without being noticed.

"Did you hear anything just now?"

"No, did you hear it wrong?" The other disciples looked around, and there was nothing else around except the rustling sound from the wind blowing through the forest.

The disciple was relieved, and continued: "However, I admire Luo Xuanchuan. He has been cultivating hard in Chaos Yunyuan for ten years without any guidance, and his cultivation level is no worse than that of Senior Brother Meng. That is the real genius." The pride of..."

Ye Feiyu's eyes widened when he heard this, and he was so angry that he wanted to raise his fist to argue with those people, but Meng Lingrong stopped him.

Seeing that there was neither anger nor sadness on Meng Lingrong's face, it was like those people were not talking about her.

For some reason, an emotion that was unfamiliar to him rose inexplicably in his heart, like distress, pity, and nothing.

But since Brother Meng had spoken, Ye Feiyu would not rush out.

He quietly lay down on the stone wall and stared at those disciples, he had already made up his mind, when the senior brother left, he would clean up those disciples, and let them know what it means to respect and love a senior brother.

They gossip behind their backs every day and don't cultivate well, and when they go out, they will lose face to their Cold Cloud Sect.

He glanced back at Meng Lingrong, moved his lips but did not make a sound.

In my heart, Brother Meng is always the best.

After speaking, he gave Meng Lingrong a thumbs up, made a gesture with the other hand, and then showed his white teeth.

Meng Lingrong stroked her forehead, wondering if this junior is a fool?It doesn't matter if the mind is simple, even this behavior has a tendency to return to the ancestors.

He shifted his gaze to the disciples in the distance. This place is remote, and most of the time, no disciples would come here, so these people dared to speak so freely.

"I can't even see it. I happened to be on Xuanzhong Peak that day, but I met this Senior Brother Luo. He looked like a disheveled hair, and he didn't look like a normal person."

Having said this, the disciple pointed to his head and said in a low voice, "Maybe there is something wrong here."

The people on the side echoed: "Even the clothes are so worn out that they can't be worn anymore, they are worse than handymen, and they didn't say a few words when they were in Xuanzhong Peak. Yun Yuan doesn't want to see people..."

Ye Feiyu on the side saw those people start talking about Luo Xuanchuan, and listened with gusto, only to notice that the surrounding air pressure was a bit low.He glanced at Meng Lingrong, and found that the other person's face had turned dark.

"I was there at the time. The other party's vicious look seemed to swallow that senior brother Bai alive. What kind of hatred, tsk tsk tsk, this senior Luo seems to be the life of a lonely family..."

A large cloud of water mist suddenly gushed out from the surrounding area, and water droplets condensed where the water mist gathered, half floating in the air like transparent glass.

The disciple hadn't finished speaking when he saw a blue sword light shoot out from a distance, cutting off the bamboo forest behind them in an instant.The cuts of the bamboo were neat, and the hookah was still smoking, making several disciples swallow their saliva in unison.

When they saw the people walking towards them not far away, their faces turned pale with fright.

"Meng...Brother Meng."

"You still know I'm a senior brother?"

Meng Lingrong walked towards these people, and when passing by them, said lightly: "I almost thought that you are so capable that even the Cold Cloud Sect doesn't pay attention to them, but I see that the Frost Cloud Sect There is no need to come again in the future.”

"Brother Meng, we..." the disciples said anxiously.

Meng Lingrong glanced at them, and suddenly said: "If any of you can block my sword, I won't pursue this matter any more, how about it?"

The few disciples looked at each other, looked at each other in blank dismay, and all took a step back.Looking at the cut bamboo behind them, they still have lingering fears, so how dare they agree.

If they don't agree, they can still save their lives. If they agree, they may not even have their lives.

Seeing their performance, Meng Lingrong was not surprised and didn't look at them any more. She quickly disappeared into the forest, but the words she left before leaving were like slapping them in the face. .

"In Cold Cloud Sect, Fenglin Realm, or the entire cultivation world, if you stand on a high place, who cares if you stand up by relying on your family background or natural talents and earth treasures. In the Six Realm Cultivation Realm , fair and unfair, but its fair side was never for people like you."

Ye Feiyu agreed in his heart, and used magic to roll up the wet mud that had just been covered with a lot of water vapor on the ground, and threw it directly on the disciples, turning them into clay figurines.

Seeing those disciples looking around in a panic, Ye Feiyu smiled triumphantly: "This is a gift from me for going down the mountain from senior brother, you are welcome."

Seeing that Meng Lingrong disappeared all of a sudden, Ye Feiyu didn't have time to laugh at these disciples, so he hurried to catch up.

"Brother Meng, wait for me first."

"What else do you need?" Meng Lingrong frowned, as if remembering something, and asked, "Why did you appear there just now?"

Ye Feiyu smiled shyly and said, "Senior Brother was sleeping on the stone wall that Senior Brother was leaning on just now. When he woke up and was about to go down, he saw Senior Brother. He wanted to say hello to Senior Brother."

Meng Lingrong snorted coldly, such outrageous words could only be true for Ye Feiyu.

Suddenly Ye Feiyu moved closer with a smile, and whispered, "Did Brother Meng just listen to the corner?"

"No."

Ye Feiyu didn't think so before, seeing how the other party hugged his chest and leaned against the wall before, he didn't seem to be listening to the corner of the wall, but it turns out that Brother Meng is always so different!

After so many years, he could vaguely figure out the temper of this senior brother Meng.

"As expected of Senior Brother Meng, the posture in the corner is so handsome!"

When he found that Meng Lingrong's expression was wrong, he immediately kept silent, acting as if he didn't dare to say anything.

Meng Lingrong took a deep breath, and said, "You didn't come to me to talk about it, did you?"

Ye Feiyu immediately said seriously: "Of course I have other things to ask senior brother."

Meng Lingrong gave him a fart expression.

"I heard that Senior Brother Luo beat up a guy named Bai Hong in Xuanzhong Peak that day, and I happened to be away that day." Ye Feiyu's tone sounded a bit regretful.

He continued: "However, the Zongmen's punishment for that Senior Brother Luo is to imprison the soul. But anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is not a punishment for Jin Danqi."

Meng Lingrong raised her eyebrows. This was a punishment from the suzerain. For Jindan, the imprisoned soul of a high-level monk can help strengthen the cultivation of the soul.

But this person has to be trustworthy, but since the suzerain personally executes it, Luo Xuanchuan must be fine, as it really is the suzerain's preferential treatment.

"So, you came to me just to talk about this?"

Seeing the shining spirit sword on the opponent's waist, Ye Feiyu quickly waved his hands and said, "Of course not!"

The author has something to say:

Luo Xuanchuan: My daughter-in-law stood out for me, happy ovo.

Thank you Moshang Lingyu for the 6 bottles of nutrient solution, 45632016 for the 20 bottles of nutrient solution, Mushan Zicutie for the 1 bottle of nutrient solution, thank you everyone, bow~~

Although I'm a dish, I still hope that there will be a little cutie to see me (floating away)