The world didn't know that there were cultivators in this world, and there were even many other strange cultivators.

Even if it is a local person in Jingping Mountain, it is only because there are a few dilapidated Taoist temples on Jingping Mountain, which are only regarded as tourist places, and if it were not for the local support for tourism development in recent years, it is estimated that even those dilapidated Taoist temples will be gone, but this is only in the eyes of outsiders.

Anyone who knows some of the cultivation world knows that behind the mist behind the mountain behind the Jingping Mountain, there is an existence like the legendary Immortal Cave Mansion.

This is the real Jingping Mountain, which is the real blessed land that cultivators envy.

Jingpingshan's generation, from the hands of the master, recruited disciples, and there are already signs of prosperity.

However, the relationship between the Zhang family and Jingping Mountain also made Jingping Mountain a little less popular with some cultivator families.

Zhang Jiashu is very popular, and he has been strong for so many years, so naturally people want to pull him off the horse and replace him as the boss of the four or four families, but everyone also knows that the eldest disciple of Jingping Mountain, that is, the future head of the Zhang family, the current Zhang family is not extraordinary, so some people and forces will take into account the relationship between Jingpingshan and the Zhang family.

What's more, from the perspective of the entire cultivation world, this Jingping Mountain is quite short-sighted, which is something that everyone in the world knows.

Jingping Mountain, early in the morning, on the golden top of the back mountain.

The head of the house is unhappy again.

Early in the morning, the head of the sect gathered all the disciples and came to the platform behind the mountain under the golden roof.

He sat upright on a high place, looking at the group of hundreds of disciples, and he said with an unhappy face: "You haven't been active in practicing lately, and you haven't even been active in fighting for your master's face? The few guys who came to the door the day before yesterday to ask for advice, you younger generation actually couldn't beat them? How did you cultivate? Are you still planning to cultivate this Dao?"

The head of Jingping Mountain, who is also Zhang Bufan's master, was angry at this time blowing his beard and staring.

The thing he was angry about was a small thing that happened the day before yesterday.

But it was because of this little thing that he was even more angry early in the morning, of course, there was no news from his baby apprentice so far.

Of course, there is another point in this, that is, his unlucky junior brother, that is, the guy from the Thousand Crazy Daoists, actually didn't answer his phone.

Dignified and quiet mountain

The head of the house, he can't even call his original rebellious junior brother?

This made him even more angry!

Then it happened that the day before yesterday, some cultivators who came to the door gave him a good lesson for the young disciples of this generation in his hands.

He shouted early in the morning that he was unhappy if he didn't eat, and he was about to be reprimanded!

Several elders were also angry, because among these defeated young disciples, there were still their disciples.

That's so angry that they don't even play the game anymore, so they want to practice these guys well.

The disciples kept silent, they just hadn't fought, so there was no way.

As for some of the higher-ranking disciples, it doesn't matter.

Because those who came to the door to ask for advice, they were finally given good advice.

It can be regarded as recovering the field for Jingping Mountain.

After all, their head is extremely fond of his Jingping Mountain's face, and they also know it.

However, they also knew in their hearts that the younger generation of Jingping Mountain really did not have a few top-notch disciples.

This makes them privately look forward to a few powerful worshippers.

At first, they thought that the personal disciple of the Thousand Crazy Daoists would be a different young generation of good players.

But in the end, they realized that he was a disciple who was obsessed with healing and saving people.

Isn't that a doctor, a doctor?

So I looked forward to it, but I didn't look down on it, after all, people are not cultivators at all.

Moreover, curing diseases and saving people, helping the world, has always been what Jingping Mountain must do in troubled times.

Otherwise, their knowledge of medicine and Taoism would not be so rich!

The medical Tao of Jingping Mountain always has to be learned.

Then it's all handed over to Qin Fan, a little junior brother who only learns medicine.

Hearing the anger and anger of the master, the disciples of the younger generation were silent, all lowered their heads, and one by one they couldn't do it, which made one even more annoying.

The head of the sect was even more angry at this time, and directly called out a disciple by name to stand up.

I saw and asked, "What are you cultivating, tell me, why can't you even beat a little girl opposite?"

The disciple who was called out said sadly: "Master, she has cultivated."

It's been more than ten years, and although I'm only eighteen, I've only been cultivating for less than three years!"

The head was silent for a moment, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

At this time, an elder jumped out, pointed at him and scolded: "You are justified in cultivating for three years? Won't you learn from your immortal senior brother, when he cultivated for one year, he was worth half a year of cultivation for others, you tell me, how did you learn from him? And you, hurry back, or my disciple, I taught you in three years, and you will be disarmed in less than three seconds?"

The disciple who was named was ashamed, and quickly retreated into the ranks.

At this time, the head of the house also understood something, and suddenly sighed and said, "Is Jingpingshan's generation really not good?"

An elder comforted the head and said, "Senior brother is fine, think about our disciples of other generations, they are still proud!"

As soon as the elder said this, those disciples of high rank raised their heads with their chests straight, which was called pride.

The head glanced at the elder and said, "Hehe, then you say, the family that will come soon will specially give the trial meeting for the new disciples, this time we will take a few old people to pretend to be new disciples?"

When the elder heard this, he was a little embarrassed, and immediately said, "We are not those families anyway, and we don't need to participate in the trial. ”

"However, every time we need to send disciples to fight with them, this time you say, are you going to lose this face or am I going to go as the head?"

"This, this, this...... Send the immortals!"

Senior Brother Changsheng was on the way, and inexplicably carried a black cauldron that the elders didn't want.

When the head heard this, he was even more angry, that was uncomfortable, did the young generation of the entire Jingping Mountain have no good seedlings?

At this moment, an elder suddenly thought of something, and saw him come over and say to the master: "That kid of the Thousand Crazy Dao people is good. ”

The head raised his eyebrows: "People are doctors, and that kid is not a cultivator." ”

"Don't, senior brother, that kid is not bad at fighting, you don't know, he has strange skills, he is full of vitality, and he can fly needles into the hole. ”

The master's eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to have discovered something terrible, so he slapped his thigh and praised: "Yes, that kid's strength is not weaker than that of cultivators of the same generation, and even if he is not a cultivator, then he can be regarded as a cultivator of my Jingping Mountain!"