take care of yourself

Huashenjianxiu rolled up the book clearly and tapped his palm, he couldn't help laughing and said: "The book "A Thousand Miles of Journey" is well written, and the name of family supporter is also good."

Ying Yao rubbed his ears and looked at him tremblingly, for fear that he would say ""Jianglan Youqingyueruqing" is also good", but fortunately, the cultivator of Huashen saw that he was thin-skinned, so he gave up after teasing him, and changed to a serious way : "Since we left Buzhi City, my disciples have scattered and left. The road has not been smooth, the inheritance has been difficult to continue, and most of them have lost contact with the same sect. The lines in this storybook are full of the taste of monks who have entered the world, and when I suddenly receive the order from the head of the sect, I naturally have to inquire about it first, so I will know."

"Master, wait a minute," Ying Yao said in a daze, "What order?"

Huashen Jianxiu couldn't help laughing: "The eldest disciple who has inherited the mantle of the sect master is the master, and the sect rules have been forgotten?"

Zheng Chuan summoned 11 people with the head order, except Feng Jian and the five disciples brought by another female swordsman, of the remaining six people, Feng Jian and the second one who arrived, Fang Lijian who called himself Fang Li Xiu has passed the tribulation, and the rest are in the stage of transformation, but no matter who they are, they are more experienced than his master who loves nursing children wholeheartedly, and this young boy, Ying Yao just waits for people to come and abdicate together with his master , I was a little dazed for a while.

Feng Jian flew over with Chang Jing with his hooves wrapped around him, happened to hear the second half of their conversation, stepped forward to pat Yao Yao on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You are the only one who wants to hide away? I Having been the chief of the Jiange for more than 100 years, he still has a lot of troubles, let alone the head of a faction? You ask who among these people here likes to be taken advantage of?"

Ying Yao watched him skillfully pat Chang Jing's back and led him to pick fresh leaves outside the city to eat. Huashen Sword Cultivator nodded in approval and walked away. He couldn't help but muttered: "I don't want to either Be a fool."

"You are just a head disciple," Jiu Sujian commented objectively, "Think about your master, so many high-ranking masters, masters, and uncles came here at once, whether you care about it or not, you are really being taken advantage of."

Ying Yao scratched the blades of grass on the ground with her toes a little irritably, and made up her mind: "I need to find something for them to do."

He went in to find Zheng Chuan and wanted to discuss moving with him, but Zheng Chuan waved to him kindly and said, "Ah Yao came just in time."

"I showed your masters and uncles the design drawings of the new mountain gate, and they all think it is good, but they need to be changed according to local conditions, but the materials are basically the same, and we will start when we buy everything," he said, "It will be divided into two Lu, I went to Huashan with the master and uncle of Fenggeshou and Huashen stage. You and Master Fang will go first and send invitations to various sects. It is time to reveal it with great fanfare so many years before Jianzong disappeared. showed up."

Fang Li's accompanying sword, Sword Spirit, rolled on his knee, and made a sound of wanting to fight with a "clang".

Ying Yao reckoned that sending invitations was just a euphemism, and his master uncle Fang probably wanted to send battle letters to each sect to learn from each other, just in time to see the scenes of the great masters fighting and gain insights, so he agreed immediately overjoyed.

Fang Li smiled heartily at him: "When the time comes, I will beat the old and you will beat the young." Then he grabbed Ying Yao's arm and caught him out, lowering his voice, "I know what you are worried about, relax, and seal the pavilion to see Now, that guy's Dao Xin is an old mother who is more gracious than you."

What Ying Yao realized, he blinked, and asked tentatively: "The chief of the pavilion is the... the rumored one who is good at being a sword teacher?"

Fang Li also blinked narrowly, took him to find an empty space, sat down with his sword in his arms, and patted the ground: "Let me take a look at your sword, should I discuss the Tao first or ask about the sword first."

A few days ago, Ying Yao had the highest cultivation level in the entire division, and it was no problem to teach ten younger sisters a lesson with one hand. When Foxiu came to visit, he was rolling on the ground in disgrace. Fang Li sat cross-legged on the ground without moving, occasionally raised his fingers and pulled out a saber, watching him continue to crawl and roll.

Jiusujian yelled: "My life is so miserable! I don't want to be beaten! I want to masturbate Furry!"

Feng Jian's apprentice sent over the greeting letter of Huanxi Buddha's cultivation, looked at Fang Li hesitantly, and smiled flatteringly at him: "Master and Junior Brother Changjing have gone out of the city again, and my nephew has some doubts about his practice. , I also want to ask my uncle to give me some pointers."

Ying Yao got out from under Fang Li's sword glow and took the greeting card, and found that Huanxi Foxiu seemed to be running this trip instead of Chu Xiang, and his tone was still very solemn, so he pointed to the door to signal that he was going to receive guests.

Fang Li nodded, took out a bottle of Guben Dan from the mustard ring and gave it to him, Ying Yao poured out one and swallowed one, pinched his throat and coughed twice, only then did he feel that his throat had recovered from the burning state after strenuous exercise. After talking to Fang Li for a few words, he walked out while throwing the secret formula to himself.

Before he left the courtyard, he heard Fang Li say to Feng Jian's apprentice, "Do you want to be scolded or beaten?"

Ying Yao made a judgment based on his experience in the past few days, and felt that he wanted to discuss the Tao or the sword.

Huanxi Foxiu was surrounded by four other disciples. Ying Yao walked over and told Master Fang Li that his uncle was beating them up. They rushed away, holding swords in their hands to beg for beatings, revealing Huanxi Foxiu who was sitting in the middle with a helpless expression on his face. .

"The two Transcending Tribulations, and the four Transforming Gods, if they weren't all members of the Sword Sect, the City Master might have to leave Feisheng Road and come back to see if his position is still stable," Huanxi Buddha said straight to the point, "He asked me to ask if there is anything missing, so that I can get everything ready and send everyone away as soon as possible."

With the help of the city lord's mansion, the materials needed for Xinshanmen were quickly assembled. Prime Minister Chu even generously donated dozens of sets of Linglong courtyards as temporary residences. Disciples, parted from Zheng Chuan and the others at the gate of the city, and followed Fang Li to distribute invitations from sect to sect.

Compared with Zheng Chuan, their direction of advance was a big circle. It has been 12 years since Fang Li took Ying Yao back to Huashan from the northeast, but because Ying Yao broke through the transformation halfway, he had to stay for three years. He consolidated his cultivation.

Therefore, as soon as Ying Yao came back, he no longer enjoyed the treatment of being hung up by his juniors and younger sisters. Only Chang Jing turned into a prototype and ran over with all four limbs and hooves, bowed his head and arched him.

Ying Yao touched his neck, feeling soft and warm under his hand, and suddenly understood why Jiu Su Jian was so keen on plucking furry, but this time Jiu Su Jian snorted steadily, flew away from his belt, Without saying a word, he buried himself in the tiger who was following Ying Yao.

Fang Li stretched his waist, turned around and said to him, "Take a break for two days to familiarize yourself with the new mountain gate, and then walk around with me."

With the footsteps of the monk who crossed the catastrophe, Mount Emei can also be counted as nearby. Ying Yao hesitated for a while, and said with a guilty conscience: "I want to go back to Ying's house, so I can't accompany my uncle..."

Fang Li only thought that he wanted to go home and have a look, and he didn't doubt that he was there, so he waved his hand and said, "I'm not in a hurry for a year or two, we'll talk about it when you come back."

"Follow him," Jiu Sujian came up with an idea indiscriminately, "When the time comes, you can put Yang Cuo somewhere and let your uncle beat Zhuo Yuanshan up, and let him know that you can't provoke him anymore. .”