"Whatever you want. ”

Li Zhiwei stood with his hands in his hands, his position in Dongli Peak was not something that could be shaken in a few words.

What's more, although his stupid junior brother is the son of an elder, he is not the child of his master, and his identity is very delicate.

Compared with this, he was more interested in what Su Bailu had just said.

Your own junior brother?

His gaze swept over a few children during the Qi training period.

Shaking his head lightly, he said, "When I left the village, my junior brother was only Ji Nian. ”

Worshipping the Dongyue Sect and having a new teacher, it is naturally impossible to generalize.

Hearing the other party mention Zhao Jinian's name, Su Bailu's face was slightly gloomy, she believed that Li Zhiwei would never be as ungrateful as that bastard, but this second senior brother has always been a very clear figure, and he will repay a few points if he receives a little favor.

No less, but no more.

Thinking of this, she raised her head and said, "You can not recognize these junior disciples, but the master always has to admit it, and you want to punish the teacher on your behalf?"

Hearing this, Li Zhiwei thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Zhiwei is not qualified yet." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand to remove the aura prohibition on several people.

"Good! good!"

Seeing this, Liu Xin covered his cheeks and laughed hideously.

"It's worthy of being a good deacon of my Dongli Peak, you wait!"

After speaking, he turned around and ran towards the mountain gate, looking at the aggrieved appearance, I am afraid that he wants to add fuel and vinegar to tell the scene in front of him to the elder of Dongli Peak.

Su Bailu frowned: "......"

Li Zhiwei slowly put the disciple gui back into the storage bag: "It's okay. ”

He has never relied on the love of his teachers and commanders, and everything he has today has been exchanged for strength.

"It's getting late, take them back early. ”

"Don't fight? Yang Mu put on his coat slipperily, although he didn't know what was happening, but it was always good to be beaten less.

Su Bailu glanced at him helplessly, from the bowl of noodles when he went up the mountain, he could see that this junior brother's oily temperament was smooth, and he just hoped that he wouldn't run into any trouble because of this.

Hearing the meaning of Li Zhiwei's mouth, she simply turned around and left with a few people, since the other party didn't ask the master, there was no need for her to talk more.

After walking all the way, Yang Mu finally couldn't help but be curious in his heart, and asked in a low voice: "Senior Sister Su, the master has only only cultivated in the middle stage of foundation building, and there is actually such a powerful apprentice?"

In other words, if you can let the other party join Xiaoqingshan, wouldn't it be ten thousand times better than your own group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

With such a young foundation in the middle stage, the future is simply immeasurable.

Su Bailu stared at the Dao Sword in his hand, and did not reply, but smiled faintly with a little disappointment.

Seeing this, Yang Mu shrugged his shoulders, turned his head and saw Wang Yao burying his head without saying a word, frowning and hitting it with his shoulder: "What are you thinking, do you think that the master is willing to help you, don't you see that the dog has taken out a knife." ”

"I ......" Wang Yao opened his mouth, but he didn't want to blame the other party's kindness, and continued to move forward in silence.

"His realm is higher than yours, and he has magic weapons in his body, and you are still here stupidly thinking about what to fight alone. ”

"I want him to remember Koaoyama. Wang Yao was stupid, and it took him half a day to hold back a sentence.

The sword pierced him, and when he knew that it hurt, he naturally remembered it. Yang Mu hugged his arms disappreciably.

Neither of them could convince the other.

In the end, it was Wang Yao who retorted in a low voice: "But when I go to Dabi, the disciples of Zhufeng will still take out magic weapons, and who can I rely on at that time, it is impossible to take you up with me." ”

"Shhh Yang Mu touched his chin, this is a problem.

I heard that the disciples of Bie Feng who are preparing to participate in the big competition have already been awarded the elixir magic weapon by the master, on the other hand, Wang Yaoquan is estimated to suffer a big loss with a pair of fleshy palms.

But there is no way, whoever lets the master take over Xiaoqingshan is still short, and the background is definitely not as good as the rest of the mountain gates.

There is a give-and-take, this is something they have thought about early before joining the mountain gate.

It is impossible to ask the master to be approachable and knowledgeable, but also to ask the other party to be rich in the world and cultivate to the world.

This kind of division commander is not nothing, but he also has to pee first to take care of his appearance, anyway, Yang Mu is very satisfied with the current state.

"What are your shortcomings, you can tell me. ”

Su Bailu suddenly spoke.

She has been in Qingfeng Mountain for so many years, and she has a small amount of savings, and she ......

Senior Sister Zhao Ling also came to find herself a few days ago, according to the other party, after helping Li Qianchen find the storage bag and the seal of the mountain gate, she has been accepted as a personal disciple, and has passed down many treasures, and promised that as long as she can beat herself in the big competition, no matter what the ranking, she will reward a Zhuji Dan.

Zhao Ling felt a little guilty in his heart, so he told all these things under the pretense of joking.

The words reveal that they want to make up for themselves.

Su Bailu didn't want to hurt his sister's harmony because of this, so he avoided the topic with a smile.

But if there is a real need, with the relationship between her and Zhao Ling, it is no problem to borrow a little spirit stone.

......

The other end.

Li Zhiwei slowly walked towards the east to leave the peak.

He saw the dissatisfaction of his sister when she left, but he didn't mean to explain.

I have been in retreat for a long time, and I don't know much about the situation in the sect.

Recalling that the disciple in the courtyard claimed to be a subordinate of Xiao Qingshan, coupled with the simple words of the junior sister just now, Li Zhiwei could easily deduce what had happened.

Master has left Xiaojia Village and returned to this mountain range!

When he followed the other party to practice, the Taoist was only in his early thirties, and he took himself and his senior brother through a period of hiding.

At that time, I was young and ignorant, but now I recall that every time the master got drunk, he would mention a place called Wolong Peak, and his words were full of righteous indignation and angry scolding, until he grew up, and the master was also a little old, and similar words gradually became fewer.

If not by coincidence.

This Wolong Peak should be the mountain gate where the peaks of the Dongyue Sect rank third.

Since Li Zhiwei broke through the foundation building period, he rarely felt that something was troublesome, but now the smile on his face has long faded.

Why did Master come back suddenly?

What do you want to do?

Until you figure out the ins and outs of the matter, you must not easily step into this troubled water, or even just visit

After pondering for a moment, he took out a jade slip that he would not easily use, recorded the news succinctly, and then passed it towards the inner door.

In a flash.

In a cave on the main mountain of Dongyue.

The short-haired man in a shirtless short coat with solid muscles slowly opened his eyes.

The huge palm took out the jade slip from the storage bag.

"Pingshan, concentrate on Ning Dan. ”

The cave is a world of its own, extremely wide, and he is not the only one, and there are hundreds of figures with closed eyes at a cursory glance.

At the front sat an old man.

It was he who reminded him.

Hearing this, the short-haired man could only reply briefly, and then closed his eyes again.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, his eyes fell elsewhere, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he opened his mouth to reprimand:

"Qin Hongsleeve!"

The black-robed sword fairy who was dozing off raised his head violently, rubbed his eyes in a daze, and by the way, wiped the halazi from his mouth with his sleeve robe, and complained:

"What is the name of the old thing, I almost came to my senses. ”

"What did you realize?"

"The Snow Ridge Dragon Horn Deer still has to add some pepper to make it delicious. ”

"......" The old man gritted his teeth tightly.

"If you dare to pay attention to the spirit beast of the teacher, be careful that I accept your cold iron sword!"

After about five or six breaths, the old man suddenly reacted and asked angrily, "Where is your sword?"

"Huh?" Qin Hongsleeve coughed dryly, looked up at the countless huge spirit stones inlaid on the top of the cave like bright stars, and sneered, "Maybe I lost it." ”