The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

Daoist Juechen listened, and the corners of his lips twitched lightly: "It's not surprising that a group of demon cultivators and demon cultivators are mixed into such a huge sect with [-] monks."

Surprised one after another.

Li Yi's body with no abnormality was placed in front of everyone, Master didn't think too much, and decided to believe him?

This made him a little bit astonished, but also somewhat comforted and moved.

"I'll send the president a message about this matter, and ask him to send someone to investigate carefully," Qing Ya's tone paused slightly, "It's just that this is Huantian Peak's matter after all, and Lingyuan Peak can't say much about how they will deal with it."

One after another, it became clear that regardless of whether Lord Huantian believed it or not, even if he sent someone to investigate, it would be difficult to find clues.

As long as Master pays more attention to it, it is enough.

He was about to answer "disciple understands", but before he could say anything, he heard the other party continue: "Xu, since we know that there are evil spirits and heretics in the sect, from now on, don't run around at will."

"The Twelve Peaks of Qiantian have their own restrictions. It is inconvenient for me to investigate the situation outside Lingyuan Peak. You left Lingyuan last night and encountered danger on the road. As a teacher, you don't know anything about it. Thinking about it now, I am still afraid. If you What is wrong, what should I do as a teacher?"

"In the future, if you want to leave the boundary of Lingyuan, you must tell your teacher, don't leave alone without making a sound."

It has been confirmed a long time ago that there is no rule prohibiting disciples from leaving the peak without authorization in Qiantian peaks, not to mention the deep wood forest he went to is not far from his residence.

He often goes there, if he has to report to the master every time, he is really like a child whose parents are worried about going out alone.

He is already a crowned adult, but the elders care too much and still treat him like a child, which makes him somewhat uncomfortable.

He responded subtly, and heard his master say, "There is one more thing."

"Ah Xu, you are the personal heir of my Lingyuan Peak, and your status is extraordinary. It is best to keep some distance from ordinary disciples. What's more, the one who asked Yuanfeng is a female cultivator. If you get too close, it is inevitable Spreading some gossip is not good for you or her."

"From now on, if it's not necessary, you'd better have less contact with her."

Startled one after another.

It's not that he hasn't considered these issues, but Xue Songyu is his only friend.

They don't have any feelings for men and women, even if they are made up of some gossip, they won't take it to heart.

He understands Master's concerns, but if he doesn't even have a friend who treats him sincerely, this cold and lonely road of cultivation would be too lonely.

It is rare to meet a confidant in life, regardless of gender or status.

Even if it was his master's order, he didn't want to lose his only close friend because of it.

"Master, I..." He has always been obedient to obey the orders of the master, but this time, he couldn't accept it happily.

"Senior brother, you are too narrow-minded, don't you have the slightest tolerance for others?"

A hearty laugh came suddenly, tinged with arrogance and frivolity, and a hint of banter that seemed to be absent.

Then, a tall, thin and tall figure walked in through the gate leisurely with light steps.

His posture is a bit bohemian, with a bit of frivolity and ruffian.

However, his footsteps seemed to be leisurely and leisurely, but he swayed to the side of Taoist Juechen in a breath, leaving a few ghostly afterimages on the path, and an undisguised, unconcealed strong aura.

He sat down next to Daojun as if no one else was there, picked up the kettle familiarly, poured water, and drank tea. It seems that the Hall Master is not in his eyes.

"It's rare for Xiao Qu'er to have a cat or dog he likes. Letting him have a pet to play with him will make Xiao Qu'er happier than giving him any heavenly magic weapon."

"It's too much of a fuss to eat even a little bit of vinegar."

One after another, they frowned indiscernibly.

The other party's unrestrained nonsense made him extremely unhappy, but he dared not speak out.

This person is the younger brother of Taoist Juechen, and his uncle, Fang Xiu.

It's only been two years since I entered the school one after another, I haven't met the master, and I don't know much about the past of the master, but I still know the minimum situation.

The Sen Luo Sword has a long lineage of ten thousand years of Taoism, but there are not many direct lineages.In Daojun Juechen's generation, there are only two direct brothers and sisters.

It was him and Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu is also a once-in-a-thousand-year Taoism wizard. He was still young when he established the foundation, and he was born with a baby face. Even if he is over a hundred years old, he still looks like a seventeen-eighth/nine-year-old boy.

Fang Xiu has been a talent as famous as Taoist Juechen many years ago, and has long been qualified to be the master of the peak.

But he has been staying in Lingyuan Peak, following Daoist Juechen - and he gradually learned that this is because Fang Xiu, as a junior, has admired his senior for a long time.

The number of Nascent Soul monks in the entire Yantian Realm does not exceed double ten, and they are all powerful in the world who are qualified to start a sect.The head of the second-rate sect can't reach this level.

As for Lingyuan Peak, there are three Nascent Soul Venerables, such a powerful strength is unique.

Before these failures appeared one after another, the successors of Sen Luo Sword were all extremely talented masters.

It's just that Daoist Juechen is glamorous, Qin Shi is a hypocrite with good looks, and Fang Xiu is a real villain with the same heart and mind.

He is frivolous and arrogant, and speaks without words.Although he looked like a handsome and energetic young man, his handsome eyes were full of cold light, like a cold-blooded poisonous snake, smiling at his prey, revealing a kind of vivid cruelty.

Fang Xiu didn't set up a peak to accept disciples, and he didn't take a Taoist name, but his name, which had been spread all over Xia many years ago, is still a nightmare that monks dare not touch—Fang Xiu until his death.

The only prey that he has set his sights on is to be entangled, crushed by the python, smashed to pieces, and finally toyed to death.

Daoist Juechen also thought for a while, being angry and afraid to speak.

After all, they are the same door for hundreds of years, and the only junior, so the friendship is very deep.Regarding Fang Xiu's nonsense, Taoist Juechen, who is as open-minded as a valley, just ignores Fang Xiu's nonsense and never argues with him.

After a long while, he said one after another: "Xining is right, a teacher shouldn't interfere too much with you. Xu, you won't be angry at being a teacher, right?"

He didn't feel that any of Fang Xiu's words made sense, but Master no longer objected to him continuing to communicate with Xue Songyu, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

After one matter was settled, he flattered his horse and said a few words of compliment, and resigned from Chenfeng Palace.

The fragrant trees and Qionglin on Lingyuan Peak are unbeatable all the year round, with mountain flowers everywhere and rainy petals all over the sky.The sky is blue and clear, which makes people feel open and comfortable.

Taking steps one after another, he was about to walk towards his residence, but just as he took a step, Fang Xiu suddenly appeared in front of him.

He is like a lively and agile young man, walking lightly, with his hands behind his back, circling around one after another.

There was a happy smile on his face, but there was an undisguised maliciousness in his eyes.

"Xiao Qu'er, I just helped you, how can you thank me?"

Fang Xiu boasted that he had grown up by a seniority, and he gave Qin Shihe nicknames one after another: "Little Stone" and "Xiao Qu'er".

I don't know why I changed from "Xiaoxuer" to "Xiaoqu'er"-although he doesn't like either name.

Looking at the "hundred-year-old boy" in front of him, even if he didn't want to talk to him, he had to show the respect he should have for his uncle.

He stopped and walked for a salute, and respectfully said "I have met my uncle", but avoided the other party's question and never said thank you.

Fang Xiu hummed and laughed a few times, then walked around to his side from the front, and leaned forward, as if locking on the scent of prey, the tip of his nose slightly moved and sniffed: "Why have I been down the mountain for a few months, and you still built it?" base?"

"Senior Brother, didn't you give you a pill to increase your cultivation? I have it here. Take a few pills and you will be able to form a pill immediately. Do you want it?"

One after another still lowered his brows and eyes, and his tone was submissive and distant: "Master told me that you can't take more than one elixir at a time. You have to wait for the erysipelas of the previous one to completely dissipate before taking another one. Otherwise, the erysipelas will accumulate and damage the foundation forever."

The corner of Fang Xiu's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled indifferently: "That's right. You have only been in the Tao for two years, so don't worry about this moment. It doesn't matter why Xiu is. If anyone dares to bully you, I will help you vent your anger and keep him from regretting it." to this world."

He remained silent one after another, thinking: His biggest opponents are Qin Shi, Huantian Daojun, Xingyan Demon Lord, and Fang Xiu himself.

"Xiao Qu'er," Fang Xiu walked around to the front of him again, entangled with the original question, "You haven't said anything yet, how can you thank me?"

With his temperament, if he didn't give him a satisfactory answer, he might not let it go.

How can I thank you?One after another murmured in his heart, how could he get the thank you gift that Fang Xiu would like?What's more, Fang Xiu's remarks just now made people feel unhappy.

Just as he was about to say a few perfunctory words, before the words came out of his throat, he heard the other party talking to himself again, snorted and said, "Why don't you give me a kiss?"

Startled one after another.I was stunned for a few breaths, and I couldn't be sure if I heard it wrong.

"You said senior brother knew you kissed me, what expression would he have?" Fang Xiu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing malicious and presumptuous expectations, "I have always wanted to see senior brother reveal his true nature, but unfortunately, nothing can impress him."

"Now that I finally have you, a little cabbage, if I move, will he immediately raise his sword and slash me, exposing all his vicious and sinister nature to the hypocritical appearance?"

They lowered their heads slightly one after another, and their gestures of clapping their hands in salute did not move, but their brows could not help frowning slightly.

He has not been able to come up with a specific strategy to deal with Fangxiu.

Qin Shimian has a needle hidden in his pocket, but at least he has the appearance of a dignified gentleman.Just a few words of flattery, praising him for his broad-mindedness, Qin Shi made insinuations, but he also knew how to measure, there is still room for maneuver between the two.

However, Fang Xiu was different.He is fierce and domineering, and he speaks nonsense without any scruples.

And for many years, he has spared no effort to discredit Juechen Daojun's reputation casually.

At this time, everyone respected the Taoist Lord, and no one listened to his slanderous words.

But on the day when Daoist Juechen was falsely accused of colluding with Moxiu, everyone seemed to suddenly wake up, accusing Daoist Lord of being a hypocrite for fame and fame, as Fang Xiu said.

As a result, Taoist Juechen fell into the predicament of being betrayed by all relatives and having no one to help him.

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Misunderstanding Little Theater

One after another: Fang Xiu is a sick and crazy critic.I like Shizun, the kind that will be destroyed if I don't get it.

Fang Xiu:? ? ?