There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

Not only the sword spirit, but also the disciples of several sects were also stunned by the scene before them.

The disciples who recognized them greeted them warmly and called on their friends to gather around them as well. The hot enthusiasm came unexpectedly.

Xie Baiyi pursed his lips, looking a little confused and at a loss for the first time.

So does everyone else.

Yu Heng held the sword in his arms, stunned: "So the Taiyi Sect is so enthusiastic in private?"

Shu Yue smiled and greeted the female disciple who shyly approached her. She couldn't help but sigh: "The atmosphere in their sect is really good."

In their perception, there is always a distance between inner disciples and direct disciples.

This is also true for the Yanxia Sect. When they meet their direct disciples, most of them call them "senior brother or sister" from a distance.

There has never been a sect like Taiyi Sect, where the disciples and ordinary disciples fight and quarrel with each other in chaos.

Not to mention that they don't want to, even if they do, the elders in the sect will come forward and reprimand them when they see this scene.

Now it seems that the elders of Taiyi Sect seem to be too lazy to care, which is very different from the elders of their sect.

The expressions of the people from Qingyun Sect were even more complicated.

Bai Song moved his fingers, looking in a daze at the lively scene in front of him where Gu Xia was surrounded. He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

He tried hard to recall in his mind, as if trying to piece together whether Gu Xia had ever been treated with such sincerity and smiles by the inner sect brothers and sisters when he was in Qingyun Sect as he was now.

Even once.

But no.

In his memory, there seemed to be only the scene of them protecting Qu Yimian as she left, and Gu Xia lowering her eyes, being left alone in the coldness behind them.

All indifferent.

Cheng Jing naturally remembered it, and said in a complicated tone: "Gu Xia is right about one thing. We were indeed quite blind before."

"..."

Gu Lanyi didn't say anything. After all, he wasn't the blind one.

Gu Xia waved his hand very calmly, and answered the questions slowly one by one as if he was a leader inspecting.

"Senior Sister Gu Xia, have you ever fought with Xie Baiyi after you reached the Nascent Soul stage? Who is stronger?"

Suddenly, an inner sect disciple looked at Xie Baiyi standing beside him, then glanced at Gu Xia, and asked this question secretly.

"Hey, eh, eh."

Ye Sui'an casually pulled out a folding fan from Jiang Chaoxu's mustard seed bag, held it in his hand, and tapped it twice on his palm when he heard the words.

The young man leaned on Gu Xia's shoulder with a smile on his face, raised his chin and said, "What's going on? We worked so hard outside, and after we came back, you only have Junior Sister in your eyes?"

He was handsome and his smile attracted the attention of many female disciples. Some of them even started to cover their faces out of shyness.

"Ahhh, why do I feel like Senior Brother Ye looks better when he's been away for a while?"

Gu Xia knew her senior brother's character very well. Since she wanted to escape anyway, she simply gave the performance stage to Ye Sui'an.

Then he raised his foot and quietly slipped out of the crowd.

When the other disciples saw this, they followed suit tacitly.

Ye Sui'an, who was ruthlessly abandoned: "???"

Hey, hey, hey, you have no moral principles!

Along the way, the inner disciples they met were much more reserved. They just said a simple hello when they saw them, and the spectacular scene just now did not happen again.

Feng Luocheng looked up at the steep cliff that was getting closer and closer, took two steps back and exclaimed: "What is that place? Is it the residence of your sect elder?"

Gu Xia took a look and almost rolled his eyes.

What elder would have nothing to do and sleep in such a deserted place? Although the spiritual energy is very rich, it cannot change the fact that there is nothing there except a bamboo forest that has been struggling tenaciously for who knows how many years.

"No, that's our sect's trial peak."

Gu Xia kindly told him: "It's the place where we are used as sandbags and beaten repeatedly during our training. Do you want to go up and feel it?"

Feng Luocheng: "...No."

He is just an alchemy practitioner, he is weak and cannot take care of himself.

……

In fact, Taiyi Sect still feels sorry for their own disciples.

This time everyone was in a lot of trouble, including those from the aristocratic families and the demon clan, and by accident they even went to the ice area of ​​the demon world for a stroll.

Moreover, Shen Weixun and Gu Xia both have their own sword spirits, making them the walking signs of Taiyi Sect.

Thinking about the days that will come when they will never be happy again.

Fang Jinxing waved his hand and readily approved three days of leave for several of his apprentices.

The brothers and sisters who heard the news were so happy that they went crazy.

Gu Xia and Xu Xingmu huddled together and chatted for a long time, and finally decided to reward themselves with a good meal.

However, in order to prevent these guys from running down the mountain doing nothing all day, Fang Jinxing specifically prohibited them from going down the mountain.

But it doesn’t matter, they decided to do it themselves so that they can have enough food and clothing.

"Get it done."

Gu Xia waved his hands and ran around with several brothers to prepare materials. In just half a day, the entire Taiyi Sect, even the guard dogs, knew that they were going to show their skills.

"You said those bastards are going to cook for themselves?"

Fang Jinxing looked up from his busy schedule upon hearing the news, feeling somewhat puzzled. On the desk beside him there was a mountain of sect affairs waiting to be dealt with.

Elder Zhong Yi recalled the news he heard from the inner disciples on his way here. He was silent for a moment with a strange tone, and then nodded: "It seems so."

"Can the stuff they make be eaten? It won't poison people, right?"

Not to mention Gu Xia, even if Fang Jinxing didn't understand the other four disciples, they were just a group of young masters from aristocratic families who had never done any housework.

These people cook by themselves, will the cafeteria of Taiyi Sect be bombed?

And it would be fine if the kitchen exploded, but can the food they made be eaten?

They have only a few direct disciples in Taiyi Sect, they can't stand the pressure.

Elder Zhong Yi suggested: "Then I will go over there now and ask them to disperse quickly."

After much thought, I still feel that the safest approach is to nip any signs of danger in the bud.

"Forget it." Fang Jinxing pondered for a moment and waved his hand: "Let them do whatever they want."

"Old Zhong, remember to go over and keep an eye on them when the time comes. Don't let these little bastards really poison themselves to death."

It felt like this was definitely something they could do.

Elder Zhong Yi smiled and said, "The Sect Master is taking into consideration their young age and letting them do whatever they want, right?"

Fang Jinxing stroked his beard and said, "Young people are always so impetuous, and they act on whatever they think."

"But..." He changed the subject and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, let them be."

Fang Jinxing has always felt that there is no need to ask his disciples to follow rules and regulations, as it would prevent them from being bound by rules and losing the vitality and freedom that they should have at this age.

After all, they were teenagers once too.

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