Huayang Peak.

A bunch of mountain patrol disciples were reprimanded, it is said that there were people from other peaks sneaking into the mountain gate last night, if it wasn't for Deacon Zhao Jing meeting each other by chance, the two fought hard to repel it, and they didn't know what kind of chaos would happen.

"Alright, get out of here. The young deacon scolded and glared at them fiercely.

"Next time, don't blame me for unloading your Dao sword and sending it to the South Hall to sweep the floor!"

The disciples hurriedly bowed their heads and admitted their mistakes, and left the courtyard in a huff.

It wasn't until he walked out of the distance that he began to exchange his head and say, "It's really unlucky! The monk who can fight with Deacon Zhao, where can we stop it." ”

"Fighting?" the other person sneered, attracting the attention of others, and he lowered his voice and whispered: "Zhao Zhenren is the one who escaped in the end, I haven't seen him so embarrassed in the mountains for more than ten years, so I can only be angry with us!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked: "What are you doing, the only ones who can beat Deacon Zhao in the fighting method are those Jindan elders, how could they visit Huayang Peak at night and lose their identity in vain." ”

The disciple who spoke looked around expressionlessly, making sure that no one was looking, and then he whispered like a mosquito: "Who told you that you are a monk of the Dongyue Sect, you don't want to think about it, more than fifty disciples have used only one stick of incense to guard all the roads down the mountain, how can that person leave Huayang Peak quietly except for driving the clouds?"

After that, he squatted on the ground and spatted lightly: "What my master said, Yang Mu is gone." ”

"......" The rest of the mountain patrol disciples looked at each other.

Isn't Brother Jindan, who has a relationship with Yang Mu, his uncle?

When I first sent the boy up the mountain, several disciples had seen each other, and their bearing was quite extraordinary, and because they guarded the border pass of the demon mountain all the year round, the killing atmosphere was very strong, and he was a well-deserved demon cultivator.

If such a person was not extremely angry, how could he break into Huayang Peak at night and forcibly take Yang Mu away, even at the expense of Zhao Jingzhen.

What is it that makes him angry?

"Do you still remember seven years ago, when Senior Brother Yang condensed the sea of qi in just one month?" The man who spoke pretended to be a profound hand and left, leaving the rest of the disciples standing in place with uncertain faces.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, the other party clearly accused Deacon Zhao Jing of teaching in a bad way, and even ...... There is a loss of morality.

Nonsense!

The masters of Huayang Peak have always been above board, and they will never be able to do such a dirty move, and it will be a shame for the ancestors to spread it.

"Slandering the reputation of the master can be punished!" The anxious disciple had already put his hand on the Dao sword.

"Forget it, he likes to brag nonsense...... Now that I have been reprimanded, there is resentment in my heart, so let's just have fun and listen to it, after all, this matter is indeed a bit strange. He hurriedly stopped it with a smile.

At this time, a slender figure slowly came from the mountain, carrying two gourds in his hands, frowning and looking at everyone: "What are you doing here?"

"Senior Brother Ji Nian. ”

Hearing this, the disciples hurriedly shouted.

"It's all scattered, what kind of system. Zhao Jinian raised his eyebrows slightly, and walked slowly down the mountain, he naturally heard about last night's incident, but he didn't take it to heart, now there are more important things to do, how can he have time to discuss these.

When he walked away, a few whispers rang out in the same place.

"Tsk, senior brother, I don't know if I think he is already a deacon. ”

"You don't have pantothenic acid here, Zhao Jinian has been in the sect for less than twenty years to be able to condense the Dao Foundation, there must be something extraordinary. ”

"I didn't see it, but he saw the wind and steered, and his ability to slap the horse was admirable, and he changed three masters in ten years, and normal people couldn't do this, and he even coaxed Li Zhenren to take out a few years of savings to replace him with a Tsukidan ......"

"Shut up!" the older disciple hurriedly glared at him, and everyone laughed and dispersed.

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Zhao Jinian walked towards Xiaoqingshan unhurriedly, enjoying the envious gazes cast around him.

Unlike other disciples, he did not join the Dongyue Immortal Sect as a mortal, and before that, he had already laid a solid foundation for cultivation with the old man.

Even when he was ten years old, he was exposed to the Dongyue Tuna Technique.

But this kind of thing, Zhao Jinian will never tell others, otherwise his reputation as a genius will have moisture.

The gourd in his hand was filled with high-quality immortal wine, which cost him half a spirit stone, which can be said to be a bloody investment.

"Don't let me down, old man. He chuckled, after waiting for so many days, he finally waited for Master Li Lin to go out on errands, looking for an opportunity to go to Xiaoqingshan to visit the bad old man.

It is said that the other party is doing something stupid to solve the doubts of the disciples.

Hey, after so many years, I can't get rid of that stinky problem of being a good teacher.

With a slight sigh, Zhao Jinian shook his head.

Focusing on this group of ordinary disciples, what can be done, this bumpy path of cultivation, some people cultivate the Fa, some people cultivate the mind, but what he cultivates is human feelings and sophistication.

As long as you can have a good relationship with the great monks, are you still afraid that the realm will stagnate?

If he hadn't poured tea and water for the deacon in the lecture class every day, and fulfilled his filial piety like the other party's own son, he would not have been favored by the deacon of Huayang Peak one day and worshiped under the other party's seat to practice Huayang Peak exercises.

As for now, for the sake of Li Lin's real face, the deacon is already going to honestly call himself Senior Brother Zhao.

"I hold the connections of Brother Jindan, but I don't know how to use it, so I might as well give it to my apprentices. Zhao Jinian looked at the outline of the green mountain in front of him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and slowly stepped on the stone stairs.

Although he hadn't seen Lin Ze for more than ten years, he didn't panic at all.

No one knew the old man's temper better than he did.

Some people are tigers in the mountains, arrogant and arrogant, and some people are eagles in the sky, chic and comfortable.

Old man Lin is a hard-working mule, who can be bullied by smart people like him at will until the last bit of value of the other party is squeezed out.

When he was in Xiaojia Village, as long as he cried his master pitifully twice, the old man would hurriedly bring over the few shredded pieces of meat in the bowl, and he would sing nursery rhymes at the top of his voice to coax himself.

It's hard to hear.

A hint of mockery flashed in Zhao Jinian's eyes.

Since the other party loves him so much, it seems to be a matter of course to help the apprentice get on the line of Qin Hongsleeve and rise to the top from now on.

He could almost imagine waiting for Lin Ze to rub the top of his head with red eyes.

The master wanted to open the mountain to solve his doubts, and the disciple naturally wanted to come over to help.

At the risk of being hostile to the peaks, he also has to stand side by side with the other party, and his feelings are deep and meaningful, and just thinking about it makes people cry.

The pace gradually slowed, Zhao Jinian raised his head, quietly stared at the end of the stone stairs, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

Master, the apprentice has come to see you.