Xiao Ling's movements are very clear, that is, he wants to pull Zheng Ming away. He was happy to laugh at Fang Yunbai just now, but he hoped that he could make his name go to the next level by stepping on this young sect master.

It's a pity that at the moment when his palm was about to land on Zheng Ming's arm, Zheng Ming's arm had already fallen on his shoulder, and then he felt a strong force and threw himself directly from the ground.

"Bang!"

Xiao Ling's body fell heavily on a stone, and the traces of his landing this time were on his head and feet, so a pile of blood suddenly appeared on his head.

When Xiao Ling was doing it, many people looked at the excitement in their hands. But Zheng Ming's sudden attack made many people stunned.

"There are really no rules for the following offenses, now punish you for staying on the ground for a while, and when your master comes, I will punish you for this evil obstacle!" Zheng Ming said with a very leading attitude when all around him was calm.

Xiao Ling wanted to open his mouth to scold, but found that the true qi in his body was flowing backwards, he didn't say anything, he couldn't even say half a word at the moment.

At this time, he still didn't understand, this was Zheng Ming's practical means, and he was really stupid, just remembering this guy's sect master didn't last long, remembering that he had become a joke-like existence in Vientiane Gate, but he forgot his identity.

The sect master, defeated Ji Yuanzhen, and cultivated the existence of Qinglian Sword Song, these two names, no matter which one they are, can crush themselves to death.

And at this moment, those martial artists who were standing beside Xiao Ling also reacted one by one, Zheng Ming was not only the sect master, but also defeated Ji Yuanzhen and broke the pervert of the four nerves of Vientiane.

Although his reputation in the sect is already stinky, he is definitely not something that he can provoke by waiting for Xiao Xiami.

At this moment, Fang Yunbai felt a little regret in addition to being happy, he regretted that this guy did not suffer as much as himself.

On the contrary, he also stopped the gang of shouting guys in the future, these guys are also soft eggs, they shouted so loudly just now, why don't they say anything now.

"Sect Master, the disciple has been ordered by the first seat of you to ask the Sect Master to go to the Vientiane Hall to discuss the distribution of the Yuan Stone. ”

A steady young man walked out of the crowd, Chao Zheng Ming clenched his fists, and said respectfully: "The time you have agreed with your first seat has arrived, please ask the sect master to drive, don't let your first seat wait for a long time!"

"Who am I?" Zheng Ming pointed to his face and asked the steady young man a question that many people sounded and thought was funny.

Who are you, aren't you Zheng Ming? You are not the head of the Changtian lineage, have you forgotten your name now?

Fang Yunbai was a little confused, he had already come to the conclusion a long time ago that his master was unreliable, but now it seems that this person is definitely not an ordinary unreliable, he is not seventy or eighty, so he doesn't know who he is.

Shame on you!

The steady young man didn't expect Zheng Ming to ask such a question, he hesitated for a moment, but replied as soon as possible: "You are the sect master of the Vientiane Sect. ”

The standard answer, definitely the most standard answer. Zheng Ming listened to the words of the steady young man, and said with a smile, with a teachable smile on his face.

It's just that this kind of smile looks in the eyes of everyone around, but it makes many people feel that this head of the Vientiane Sect is a bit of an idiot!

"Since you know that I am the sect master, then the entire Vientiane Gate should take me as the main one, tell those heads, and let them come to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion!" Zheng Ming waved his sleeves and said with a hint of domineering in his voice.

The steady young man frowned, although he had just admitted that Zheng Ming was the sect master, but this did not mean that in his heart, Zheng Ming's status was higher than the first seat in his eyes that made him reveal.

It's really ...... to have you all here

He was ten thousand unhappy with Zheng Ming's attitude in his heart, but in the end, he still suppressed this breath. It's just that his tone at this time is no longer as respectful as just now: "Sect Master, I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate for you to let you come over like this, right?"

"It's not proper, then you tell me, am I the sect master, or are you the sect master?In this Vientiane Gate, when will it be your turn to say that it's not proper!" Zheng Ming's voice was still not high, but the meaning in these words was as sharp as a knife.

The face of the steady young man was flushed, he never thought that he would be so insulted.

If the person who taught him was a virtuous and respected leader, or an elder who had cultivated much higher than him, he would admit it.

However, what taught him a lesson turned out to be a guy who looked even younger than himself, he just took advantage of the rules left by the elders of the sect and became the sect master, and he really regarded himself as a dish.

He...... He's a bully!

Clenching his fists tightly, the young man looked at Zheng Ming with an angry gaze, but unfortunately Zheng Ming didn't pay attention to him at all.

"Tell you that if they don't come, I'll go on retreat!" Zheng Ming's lazy voice made many people's hearts even more uncomfortable.

A young man who came with the steady young man gently pulled the steady young man and said, "Senior brother, let's go back to the first seat." ”

The steady young man nodded, glanced at Zheng Ming, and then said lightly: "Disciple, I'll go and report it." ”

The figures of hundreds of disciples left quickly, but those Vientiane Mountain disciples who gathered around the Hidden Scripture Pavilion did not seem to have completely decreased at this moment, and there were even many people who stared at Zheng Ming tightly.

That look, I was afraid that Zheng Ming would run away.

"Apprentice, how have you been in the past two days, isn't it beautiful to have a promising teacher covering you!" Zheng Ming looked at Fang Yunbai beside him, and joked with a smile.

Fang Yunbai didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood, and his life in the past two days was simply dire. The scenery is really windy and light!

"Master, under the care of your old man, it is the first time that a disciple has been taken so seriously, woo, I am very grateful!"

Zheng Ming didn't seem to hear the gnashing words in Fang Yunbai's words, he patted Fang Yunbai's shoulder and said, "Well, that's good, the good days in the future will be long, don't be too floating." ”

Floating, Fang Yunbai was stunned for a moment, and then understood the meaning of this word, he really wanted to tell this self-feeling master that he really couldn't move, and his current situation was already eighteenth layer of hell.

"Let's go, let's go in first and wait, by the way, you will sit down with me standing in a while, and you will also be a fox!" Zheng Ming spoke, put his hands behind his back, and left with his head held high.

Fox fake tiger power, relying on this master fox fake tiger power, Fang Yunbai didn't know how to describe his current mood, he felt that his heart was filled with tears at this moment.

That is, half an hour of effort, countless lights and shadows, coming from afar. These lights and shadows, there are flying boats, there are all kinds of flying mounts, and there are even people who directly control the flying inscription and gallop quickly.

The mighty breath, Fang Yunbai was a little out of breath, he looked around, but saw that everyone in the lead knew each other.

Of course, this kind of understanding is that he knows people, and people don't know him, the first of the hundred peaks, and the first of those branches that do not occupy the peaks of Vientiane Mountain.

Six or seven hundred heads, these people combined, almost the foundation of the entire Vientiane Mountain, although their cultivation is quite different, but each of these people can use a little finger to kill him.

Although it has been miserable over the years, Fang Yunbai still has the observation and appearance that should be there, and he found at a glance that these leaders have a soaring evil aura on their faces.

Yes, it's just evil!

Although this evil spirit was not aimed at him, but in his heart, there was still some worry, he knew that his master had let those high heads run over, which had already made these leaders angry.

The distribution of the Yuan Stone, which was about to have an accident, now coupled with the anger of these leaders, this time, his cheap master is definitely more than lucky.

Not to mention anything else, the position of the sect master should not be kept.

If you don't die, you won't die, Fang Yunbai feels that this sentence is very reasonable, and his master should be dying now.

"You're his apprentice?" A Shouza with a fierce look on his face suddenly rushed to Fang Yunbai's approach. What he urged was a pair of crimson wings, and the rolling waves of qi almost didn't knock Fang Yunbai down.

This stout man, Fang Yunbai knew, and when he recognized this person, he felt that his feet were turning.

Ma Jinghong, this beast-like guy, is the worst-tempered Ma Jinghong among the many firsts.

I heard that when Jiang Yuan was the sect master, he fought with Jiang Yuan because of a disagreement. Now that he was directly and rudely hung in Bibotan by Zheng Ming for three days, he thought that his hatred for Zheng Ming had reached its peak.

Woo, why am I so unlucky, standing here and not entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, where is that bastard Zheng Ming, and I don't need to bear the pressure of Ma Jinghong here.

"Disciple...... The disciple is none other than Fang Yunbai. After these words were spoken, Fang Yunbai felt that his body was about to soften on the ground.

"Ma Jinghong, what are you going to do?" A faint voice sounded, although this voice rated you, but it made Ma Jinghong's momentum retract.

Fang Yunbai, who had regained his footing, breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a sturdy old man looking at him.

Zhang Yuntian, the first seat of the Luoyun lineage who has a relationship with Changtian Peak, that is, he, hung Ma Jinghong in Bibotan for three days.

It can be said that in the entire sect, the only person who can support his cheap master is this person, if he can accept himself as a disciple and let himself enter the Luoyun lineage, how good it would be!

"Haha, don't do anything, I just heard that our sect master has accepted a good disciple, so I am happy to see Hunting, hahahaha!"

"I thought that our great sect master didn't receive the disciple of Senior Brother Xiao, and he would definitely accept a good disciple, but I didn't expect it, our head of the sect is really a little out of tune!"

Without paying attention to the three words, Ma Jinghong said extremely loudly, and then let out a burst of laughter.

Zhang Yuntian's face changed, but he didn't speak, but fell to the ground calmly, as if waiting for something.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's come here this time to discuss the distribution of the Yuan Stone this year, as for other matters, let's discuss them later!" Song Shuyun stepped down from a flying dragon beast that he was sitting on and said with a smile. (To be continued.) )