Deacon Fang's eyes narrowed slightly, taking in the situation in the distance, and beckoned to the back: "Check out, which deacon's disciple?"

The young disciple held the jade slip and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Deacon, those two don't seem to be from our Huayang Peak." ”

"Huh?" the old man frowned and looked, "It's not a disciple of Huayang Peak, why would Yang Mu mix with them?"

"This. The corner of the disciple's mouth twitched twice and explained:

"You also know Senior Brother Yang's temperament, how dare we care about his affairs, but he likes to run to the lecture class recently, maybe he has met a few outer disciples?"

"......" Deacon Fang's face was gloomy, pondered for a moment, and waved his hand: "You take him back." ”

That stinky boy usually likes to mess around, and Xiao Qingshan's affairs dare to get involved, I'm afraid it's not because of the itchy skin and the lack of cleanup.

"Me?" the disciple pointed to the tip of his nose and swallowed.

Let's not talk about Yang Mu's stinky mouth that catches and scolds whom, this is the territory of Elder Qingshan, and it is not reasonable for him to go over and interrupt the other party's teaching.

"What are you afraid of, to put it bluntly, who dares to trouble you?" the old man glared at him.

It's naturally a good thing to start a class, but the other party, as an elder, teaches people indiscriminately, so don't blame others for exposing your tricks.

Can that Taoist himself understand the advanced exercises in the Dongyue Sect and say that he is also worthy of teaching karma and solving doubts?

Hearing this, the young disciple nodded thoughtfully: "The disciple understands." ”

He was about to turn around, but was stopped by Deacon Fang:

"By the way, which mountain gate is giving a lecture today?"

"It's our Huayang Peak. ”

"Who's teaching the class?"

"Deacon Zhang Jialin. ”

"Tsk. The old man smacked his lips, this is strange, Yang Mu, this kid let his master not ask for advice, but ran to the lecture to listen to the class, could it be that in addition to being stupid, his brain is not good?

"Forget it, there you go. After a moment of contemplation, he nodded and motioned for the other to leave.

......

......

"What are you pondering, do you still want to ask?" Yang Mu stood with his arms crossed and looked over impatiently.

"I'm ......" Wang Yao clutched the few sheets of paper densely filled with questions, breathing heavily.

"I said Yang Mu, what do you want to do?" the tall companion glared at the young man, gritted his teeth, and looked around a little nervously.

I saw that there were hundreds of disciples around the Qingshan who watched the excitement, among which there were many senior brothers who worshiped the mountain gate, if they remembered the appearance of themselves and others, I am afraid that there would be trouble in the future.

"Come with me. He was ruthless, grabbed Wang Yao's arm and pulled it outside.

Why take such a big risk by waiting for another two months at most.

"Tsk, full of servile faces, deserving to be bullied. Yang Mu looked at the past with compassion, and his tone was full of mockery.

"It's light, why don't you try?" the tall companion didn't notice the sudden change in Wang Yao's face, and shouted angrily at the young man.

"Just try, will the little master be like you?" Yang Mu seemed to be agitated by these words, and turned around sharply and walked towards the Taoist who closed his eyes on the bamboo chair.

At this moment, a palm reached out and grabbed him by the collar.

A few people looked sideways, but it was a senior brother carrying a Dao sword.

The young disciple smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother Yang, don't join in the fun here. ”

As he spoke, he wanted to pull Yang Mu away, and by the way, he scolded Wang Yao and the others: "Go back and practice hard, think nonsense all day long, do you want to worship the mountain gate?"

"Let's go back. The companion hurriedly nodded and replied, reaching out and tugging Wang Yao's arm, but he couldn't move.

Turning his head to look, he saw the other party with his head down, staring at the tip of his shoe, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"You let go of me!" Yang Mu struggled twice, gritting his teeth, but unfortunately his realm was low, and he couldn't make waves at all in front of his senior brother in the late stage of qi refining.

"Master can learn wherever he wants, it's your business!"

"Don't make a fuss. The disciple's face became gentle again, and he explained in a low voice, "This elder only entered the sect yesterday, and he was a wandering cultivator before, and he was far worse than your master. ”

He treated him with good words, but he didn't expect Yang Mu to be even more angry after hearing this, and opened his mouth to bite his wrist.

"Shhh The disciple took a breath, subconsciously wanted to raise his palm and slap it, thinking of the other party's background, he slowly lowered his palm, sighed and picked up the young man and walked outside.

Then.

Lin Ze on the bamboo chair opened his eyes, picked up the teacup next to him and took a sip without hurry.

Raising his eyes to look over, he said lightly: "Put the person down." ”

He didn't want to pay attention to these little things.

One has a perverse personality, and the other is a defective product with very poor qualifications at first glance, and he will leave when he leaves, and he will not force it.

After all, what I want is a genius, not to collect garbage.

But only if the other party is willing.

This disciple intervened sideways, and wanted to take people away without saying hello, which is equivalent to smashing his own signboard, opening this opening, who will dare to come to Qingshan to seek advice in the future?

In short, excessive.

Hearing the Taoist speak, the young disciple slowly stopped and sighed.

He didn't want to tear his face.

Even if everyone looked down on this Elder Lin, they couldn't erase the fact that the other party was an elder.

Therefore, from beginning to end, he can only act as if the other party does not exist, and just wants to take Yang Mu away, as long as the Taoist has a little bit in his heart, he will not stop himself.

Shaking his head, the disciple secretly said in his heart: "This is shameless for yourself." ”

After thinking about it, he turned around and saluted, and he couldn't find the slightest fault with his posture: "The disciple of Huayang Peak has seen Elder Qingshan. ”

Without waiting for Lin Ze to answer, the disciple stood up straight, and his voice suddenly rose several times: "I heard that the elder traveled all over the world before entering the sect, he must have seen a lot, although he did not enter the sect, he could also condense the Dao foundation, and he came to the Dongyue Sect to give a lecture in just one day, and his enthusiasm was admirable, and he deserved to be a respected old-timer." ”

The words were full of praise, but it made the disciples watching on the side laugh.

Traveling in all directions and not entering the sect, isn't that just casual cultivation?

The age of the condensation of the Dao Ji means that the qualifications and talents are not good.

On the first day of entering the sect, he opened a lecture, which clearly ridiculed him for not knowing how to pretend to understand.

is worthy of being Huayang Feng's senior brother, and even scolding is so funny.

"But ......" The young disciple's voice changed, and he stared at the Taoist with a smile: "Yang Mu is my personal disciple of Feng Zhao Zhenren, so I won't bother you." ”

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave contentedly.

If this Elder Lin wasn't stupid, he should be able to understand what he meant.

Suddenly, he heard a sigh from behind him.

Lin Ze slowly put down the teacup, plucked his ears with his little thumb, and smacked his lips: "There's a lot of nonsense." ”

This is the Immortal Sect, not a debate meeting.

If you can break through with your mouth, then what do you need to do with your fists.

Before the words fell, a majestic momentum belonging to the Tsukiji Monk swept out, instantly enveloping the disciple.

"I tell you to put people down, you just have to answer whether to put them or not to let them go. ”

"Understood? ”

The whispers of the Daoist sounded in his ears, and a layer of sweat beads appeared on the young disciple's forehead, and even his legs began to swing.