Master always thinks that disciples are useless

Gu Qinghan left the Xuanqing faction two days later, and rushed to the appointment with the head of the Samsung faction ahead of schedule.

Before leaving, he did not forget to put many high-grade fairy artifacts on Gong Zhengyu's body, and then fixed them with restraints to prevent them from being lost or the little apprentice deliberately took them off.

Although Gong Zhengyu was unwilling, he agreed one by one with a smile on his face.

Although these things are troublesome, they are not invulnerable.

Calculating the time, if there is no accident, Gu Qinghan should be able to rush to find him on the third day after they went down the mountain, if there is no accident, he will have two and a half days to break through the defensive spell of a fairy weapon, and then easily back to the Demon Realm.

If you are lucky enough to meet that Jade Blood Sect monster during this period, it will be even more effortless.

Watching Gu Qinghan go away with Yujian, Gong Zhengyu withdrew his eyes, curled the corners of his mouth, and slowly walked into the room with his clothes on.

He didn't have spiritual power, so naturally he couldn't use the Qiankun bag, so he didn't have many things, so he only had two sets of clothes to bring together, so he just tore a piece of cloth randomly, and wrapped it up like a package.

Another boring day at Jinshui Peak.

Early in the morning of the second day, Gong Zhengyu went down the peak happily carrying the floral package.

The new disciples will gather at the mountain gate of the Xuanqing sect and set off at the hour of the hour. He is undoubtedly a little too early, the sky has just turned pale, and he only stands in front of the magnificent mountain wall engraved with the word "Xuanqing". There are sparsely three or two people.

Among them was a familiar face - Tang Yuan.

The other three seemed to know each other, and they were having a heated discussion in a circle, and he heard the loud voice half a mile away.

Tang Yuan was squeezed out alone, his little hands were stirring restlessly, standing half a step behind one of the tall senior brothers, only daring to listen to them timidly.

"Little glutinous rice balls!"

Gong Zhengyu immediately yelled, the red clothes attracted the attention of two men and one woman, swaggered and ran for two steps, and hugged Tang Yuan, "I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss me? "

Tang Yuan met the gazes of the four people, blushed suddenly, pushed his brother who was a head taller than himself, and murmured: "Gong, hello, Senior Brother Gong."

He still hasn't forgotten Senior Brother Gong's masculinity, and, and...

Tang Yuan looked behind him, but didn't see the man who looked like the head of the sect.

But when he thought about that night, maybe Senior Gong and the head's son hooked up, he became even more uncomfortable, and he lowered his head like a loach and slipped out from under Gong Zhengyu's arms.

Gong Zhengyu was not annoyed, he smiled and threw his particularly conspicuous floral package to him, "Be good, help senior brother carry it."

"Oh." Tang Yuan responded softly, took the package in a daze for a while, and put it into his small Qiankun bag.

The two men and a woman on the side looked at each other.

One of the lesser-looking male disciples suddenly sneered, and said in a strange way: "Sister Tang, you have not gone down the mountain yet, and you are going to be a little maid?"

"I didn't!" Tang Yuan bit her lip and hid behind Gong Zhengyu.

He has a delicate appearance and a natural baby face. Although he is [-] years old, he still looks like a boy of [-] or [-] years old. In addition, he is timid and timid, so he is often excluded by his peers.

He has heard a lot of things that openly say that he is a girl. Let others say a few words, and it will pass after a few words.

But Gong Zhengyu is obviously not going to let things go.

With a feeling that it is not a big deal to watch the excitement, and feel that this person is so bold that he dares to laugh at the person he is protecting, so he brought out Tang Yuan who was hiding behind him.

His eyes turned around the two of them, his eyebrows moved, and then he fixed on the disciple who spoke rudely, pointed at him and said, "What's your name?"

The young man obviously looked lazy and careless, but there always seemed to be an invisible pressure in the dark, which made the person who had just opened his mouth flustered for a moment, and his heartbeat was chaotic.

"Chen, Chen Bocheng."

The man said something dry, his eyes dodged, and he swallowed.

"Senior Brother Gong, don't you want to stand up for him? Although you are the apprentice of the head of the sect, if you want to stand up for him, you have to follow the rules."

The rules are martial arts competitions. The Xuanqing faction does not allow private fights, but they can challenge them openly and aboveboard by signing a life and death certificate.The martial arts arena in the school grounds is specially used for martial arts competitions. If an outer disciple beats an inner disciple, he can replace the inner disciple and obtain better resources.

When Chen Baicheng said these words, he had some expectations. He is now in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and compared to the master who has no cultivation, he is simply making a lot of money!

"Senior Brother Gong, forget it." Tang Yuan tugged at Gong Zhengyu's sleeve, a little worried and a little guilty that he had caused him to be pissed off by others.

"It's okay, brother will support you~"

Gong Zhengyu rubbed his head, and took a step forward with his hips crossed.

With Gu Qinghan not around, he was going to return to the Demon Realm after he went down the mountain, so he didn't have to look at Gu Qinghan anymore.

Gong Zhengyu's tone was arrogant: "Do you think I seem to be a person who obeys the rules? Even if I beat you here today, you will be expelled from the school at that time, do you believe it?"

Chen Baicheng was anxious: "You! The head of the sect has always been fair and will not take sides!"

Gong Zhengyu blinked, stretched out his hand and stroked his sleeves up, revealing a pair of bracelets and a pair of beads, and took out the pendant hidden in his collar, and then took off two pieces from his girdle. jade pendant.

These seemingly ordinary accessories are actually defensive fairy artifacts, and even Jiang Shuqian can't have so many good treasures at once.

But now, Gong Zhengyu is hung all over his body like he doesn't want money. One can imagine how much he is valued.

Tang Yuan and Chen Baicheng were completely dumbfounded.

Gong Zhengyu smiled, and said: "Do you think he will be partial? That's my dear master. I can use my words to make you unable to get along in the Xuanqing sect."

Chen Baicheng's face turned pale. There were so many rumors from the outside world, and he had personally seen this person's ability to act like a baby and turn black and white at the head of the sect.

He was also angry, and he drew his sword angrily and pointed at him: "If you have the ability, you can compete with me. What kind of a hero is a master!"

"I just like to eat soft food, and I like to rely on the master. Your head is willing to support me." Gong Zhengyu said shamelessly.

He grinned, clasped the blade of the sword with two fingers, and pushed it away. Jun's face was full of provocation and disdain: "If you don't kowtow to my little glutinous rice balls to apologize today, you just wait to pack up and live on the street!"

"Brother Gong..." Tang Yuan called out in a low voice.

"Come on, stand still." Gong Zhengyu dragged him to Chen Baicheng, squinting his eyes, indicating that the other party could start apologizing.

Chen Baicheng looked back at his teammates, but both of them took a step back. He gritted his teeth and reluctantly cupped his hands: "I'm sorry."

Gong Zhengyu was about to talk about him, but Tang Yuan said again and again: "It's okay, it's okay."

He tugged at Gong Zhengyu's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Thank you Senior Brother Gong, I've already forgiven him, we're going down the mountain soon, let's stop being as knowledgeable as him."

For a while, many people came in twos and threes, and Helian Muxiu and Jiang Shuqian were already walking here not far away.

Gong Zhengyu reluctantly nodded his head, mercifully letting go of this cheap talker for the time being.

But well...

His eyes darkened, like a venomous snake, successfully scaring the other party into a cold sweat.

Gong Zhengyu sneered.

There were a total of thirty disciples who had experienced this trip, and after Helian Muxiu finished talking about the points that needed attention, he led them all into a teleportation formation.

The glowing ancient characters around the formation turned, and with a flash of white light in front of them, they walked from the Xuanqing sect's mountain gate to a lush green forest in an instant.

It is impossible to fly with the sword in the secret realm. Their goal is to find the Golden Crow Core in Pengxia Valley according to the map route, and collect at least one catty to complete the task.

In addition, hunting and killing spirit beasts to collect spirit cores on the way can add corresponding points. In the past, the top two disciples could be taken under by several elders and two peak masters. During one of the training sessions, he performed well and was accepted as an apprentice by Gu Qinghan.

Therefore, although the experience is likely to cause serious injuries or even death, most people are looking forward to it. If they can be favored by the master, then they are not far from Ascension to the Immortal Realm!

"Has anyone volunteered to lead the team?" Helen Moxiu asked gently.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, all hesitating, chattering and discussing.

The position of the team leader is a great responsibility, and if he performs well, others will notice him more, but if anything happens, he will be fully responsible for it.

Jiang Shuqian clasped his fists aside and commented: "The aptitude of the current disciples is really getting worse and worse."

Gong Zhengyu glanced at him.

Jiang Shuqian proudly said: "I have been leading the team since I was 14 years old. These people are all in their [-]s and [-]s, but none of them dare to stand up."

Tang Yuan, who followed Gong Zhengyu, curled his lips, thinking that your talent can make the headmaster accept disciples, how can we compare with you.

He lowered his head, grabbed the hem of his clothes with his fingers, and hid behind Gong Zhengyu, in case no one was in charge all the time, and it would be bad if Helian Moxiu randomly pointed out that he was forced to be the team leader.

"Uncle! I'll lead the team!" After a long time, someone said loudly.

Gong Zhengyu followed the voice and met Chen Baicheng's high-spirited and ordinary face.

Helian Moxiu smiled gratifiedly, gave him the Qiankun bag, and pulled him aside to explain the matter.

Jiang Shuqian also nodded: "This man has courage."

Gong Zhengyu snorted, "It's hard to be a big man because of low moral character."

"It's better to be inferior than you!" Jiang Shuqian rolled her eyes, suddenly thought of something, grabbed Gong Zhengyu's collar, and asked in a low voice, "Tell me honestly, what were you and Master doing that night? What are you doing through the window?"

He didn't have time to ask that day, and then he went to Deyue Peak to take care of his junior uncle, and to help plan and prepare for his training, he never went to Near Water Peak once.

Thinking about it now, it would be too coaxing him to be a three-year-old child to look after whether the magic energy will suddenly attack this time!

Does it take so long to open the door to take care of the magic energy? !

Gong Zhengyu brushed his hair, blinked his eyes, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just got out with Master."