"Senior brothers, don't get excited. Perhaps, you are mistaken. ”

Seeing that all the junior brothers were excited, the senior brother couldn't help but press his hand, signaling everyone not to be excited, and to listen to him first.

"Senior brother, what did we make a mistake?" the others all looked at this senior brother.

The senior brother coughed, and instead of answering the question, he asked rhetorically: "Well, you were all kneeling at the door just now, didn't you hear that when all the senior uncles came out, they kept surrounding Mr. Yang of the Heavenly Sword and said yes? Their words were full of respect and flattery for Mr. Yang. However, did they mention that the Cloud Dragon Dao is long?"

"Well, indeed. ”

The disciples recalled it carefully, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded for a while.

Then, they slapped their heads and said, "Senior brother, what do you mean...... Mr. Heavenly Sword Yang rescued our master by himself?"

"It should be. ”

The senior brother nodded, and then added, "You haven't come down the mountain for several years, maybe you don't know much. Mr. Heavenly Sword Yang is actually very low-key in terms of sword skills, if it weren't for his battle with the Wisdom Venerable, others might not know that his sword skills are so strong. In normal times, he usually walks in the secular world under another name. ”

"What's the name?"

The other disciples all asked curiously.

The senior brother raised his head and looked at the moonlight in the sky, the moonlight tonight was very clear and flawless.

Then, in a very respectful tone, he said a deafening name: "In addition to the Heavenly Sword, Mr. Yang has a bigger name...... The world's first miracle doctor!"

When the others heard this name, they all showed a look of fascination.

It's just that there is a disciple who looks quite handsome, his face is white at this time, and he asked cautiously: "Senior brother, that, is Mr. Heavenly Dao Yang named Yunfan?"

"It seems so. ”

The senior brother nodded, then looked at the disciple who was speaking, and said, "What's the matter, have you also heard of Mr. Yang?"

Hearing this, the disciple suddenly knelt on the ground, couldn't help crying, and said: "Senior brother, the disciple is guilty! This afternoon, I was inspecting Zawangfeng, and I met Mr. Yang and Jiang Xiaoya, the outer disciple of Zawangfeng, chatting about the matter of fighting Sendai Dabi, I didn't know Mr. Yang's identity at that time, and I sarcastically said a few words to them in person. ”

"What did you say?"

The elder brother's face changed, and he became extremely cold.

The other disciples also gathered around, and their faces were not good.

That disciple was terrified in his heart, he knew that he had made a great mistake and spoke ill of his master's life-saving benefactor, which was really a great sin.

However, after thinking about it again, he couldn't remember what arrogant words he had said, so he could only explain: "Senior brother, disciple, disciple...... That, what he said, the disciple really can't remember. It should mean that they are not ashamed to speak out, they can't recognize themselves, and let them not be too arrogant and let them wait. I'll teach them a lesson in the ring or something. ”

When the senior brother heard this, his face showed a trace of unbearable expression, and then he looked at the disciple, shook his head, and sighed: "Lingkong, Mr. Yang has a life-saving grace to the master, and you also know that the master is the most disciplined. Grace is grace, hatred is hatred. If in the future, Mr. Yang said to the master, we disciples of Chongxiao Peak are pampered and arrogant, what do you guess Master?"

Hearing this, the disciple named Lingkong's face turned extremely pale in an instant, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

His teeth couldn't help but start chattering, his lips couldn't help but tremble, and he squeezed out a sentence, "Master will definitely expel me from the master!"

"Senior brother, please, help me ...... once"

He was expelled from the Kunlun faction and became an outcast of the Kunlun faction, which sect would dare to accept him in the future?

His path of cultivation has been broken since then!

Soon, he will go from being a high-ranking son of a famous family to a street rat that everyone shouts and beats.

Maybe walking on the road, others will point behind his back and say: "Look at that person, because he was too arrogant, he dared to speak disrespectfully to Mr. Tiandao Yang, and was finally expelled from the Kunlun faction." What is the point of living for this kind of person?"

As soon as he thought of this, the disciple called Lingkong couldn't help but feel black in front of his eyes, and he wanted to faint.

The senior brother sighed and said, "This kind of thing, senior brother, I can't protect you! However, Mr. Yang is generous, and he may not remember who you are. In this way, you can now go to Forget Peak and ask for guilt, and talk to Senior Sister Jiang Xiaoya to intercede. ”

"Mr. Yang seems to like Sister Jiang Xiaoya very much, and after Sister Jiang Xiaoya returned to the mountain, didn't he often mention Mr. Yang? If Senior Sister Jiang Xiaoya forgives you, Mr. Yang should not say anything. ”

When Lingkong heard this, he immediately burst into gratitude, kowtowed to Senior Brother and thanked him: "Thank you Senior Brother for your advice!

After saying that, he immediately carried the knife up the mountain...... If you are guilty of thorns, you must cut a thorn bar, right?

……

On the cloister outside the Jade Void Palace.

"Daoist Yunlong, let's just go back like this? Didn't you say okay, share the spoils today, oh no...... Antarctica?"

Yang Yunfan had some scoundrels chatting and pulling the Yunlong Daoist to ask.

For the first time in his life, he found that being an apprentice to an old man was still cheap. This made him very happy.

Two magic weapons!

Even the two most rubbish artifacts are better than nothing.

In his storage bag, except for a flying sword, only the Son and Mother Yin Soul Gu were left to handle.

However, the Zimu Yin Soul Gu is used to heal diseases most of the time. In addition, the treasure of Shenmu Wang Ding is not bad, but this Shenmu Wang Ding has already been used by him to raise toads.

In addition, other things are low-grade goods, and some of them can't be handled.

Although Yang Yunfan himself is proficient in refining, the materials for refining are very difficult to find.

He had always wanted to improve the quality of his flying sword, but it had been a year, and he hadn't even gathered the materials.

Magic weapons, in today's cultivation realm, are scarce.

Now, most of the cultivators are using paper talismans as magic weapons, compared to the ancient times, when they often took out the innate spiritual treasure to fight against the bombardment, the life of the cultivators now is really very shabby.

"Yang Xiaoyou, the Wufeng Daoist is now seriously injured, and the situation in Antarctica is also obscure. The magic weapons and elixir formulas obtained in Antarctica in the past three years have always been stored in the Antarctic base. At this time, it was uncertain whether these magic weapons and elixir formulas had been lost. How do you let the people of Boundless Dao give dividends to everyone?"

"Besides, this magic weapon belongs to you Moyun Cliff. You also have to go to Antarctica to get it yourself, and the Kunlun faction won't send things to your Moyun Cliff for free. ”

Daoist Yunlong smiled bitterly, his expectations for Yang Yunfan were understandable. After all, it's always nice to meet a pie-in-the-sky good thing.

"Oh, that's right...... I thought I could get it right away. I have to pick it up myself, it seems that it's useless for me to be in a hurry. Yang Yunfan smacked his lips, a little interested.

He knew that he would definitely not get the two magic weapons so easily. How can there be such a good thing in the world?

Shaking his head slightly, Yang Yunfan said goodbye to Daoist Yunlong: "Since that's the case, I'll go back to sleep." Tomorrow, the big competition of Dousendai will begin. Dao Chief, you also rest early. ”

After speaking, Yang Yunfan hiked back to Zaobing Peak alone.

It's just that from afar, he suddenly found something and was directly stunned.

I saw ahead, in front of the pillar of the gate of the Forgotten Peak, there was a young man who was carrying a thorn on his back, kneeling there with a sincere attitude.

And not far in front of him, a cute bun-faced girl in a white Taoist robe was looking embarrassed, her hands kept waving, as if she was explaining what to persuade.

When Yang Yunfan saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of something, laughed, and muttered: "I really didn't expect that Xiaoya is quite popular, so that this handsome male disciple can come over in the middle of the night to take the blame." And with such sincerity. Carrying a wattle on his back, it hurts to look at it. ”

"Well, they must be embarrassed when I go over like this. I'd better stay away and not disturb them. Yang Yunfan felt that he should give young people a little space to get along in private, so he deliberately took a detour and returned to the Zawangfeng Courtyard from the back door.

Of course, with his body and cultivation, Jiang Xiaoya and that male disciple naturally didn't find out.

……

Sit in front of the Forgotten Peak.

It was already dark, and when I counted the time, it was already midnight.

The cute bun-faced girl couldn't help but yawn, rubbed her eyes, and was about to fall asleep.

She looked at the male disciple in front of her who was carrying a thorn stripe, and said with some helplessness, "Senior Brother Lingkong, I'm not angry with you. When Brother Yang comes back, I will help you explain. Now, I'm really sleepy. I want to go back to sleep...... Tomorrow there will be a big competition in Sendai. ”

With that, the girl turned around and went back to sleep.

"Senior Sister Jiang Xiaoya, don't you leave...... I'm begging you to wait a little longer, Mr. Yang...... Tomorrow in the first round, most of your opponents are our disciples of Chong Xiaofeng, for the sake of Mr. Yang's face, they will definitely not do anything to you, even if you fall asleep, you can win. ”

The handsome Chong Xiaofeng disciple carried the thorn on his back, and hugged the girl's thigh with both hands.

"But ......"

The girl's face was full of embarrassment.

However, looking at the pitiful crying senior brother in front of her, the girl's heart couldn't help but soften.

She hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay then, I'll accompany you until Brother Yang comes back." Brother Yang slept very punctually at home, probably because the mountain was too big, so he got lost and went a little farther away. Well, he's supposed to be back soon......"

It's just that this night, Yang Yunfan seems to have disappeared. They waited until dawn, but they didn't wait for Yang Yunfan.

……