Zhang Jialin looked at the female cultivator outside the door, his face was full of smiles, his steps were hurried, he pushed away the annoying guy who was blocking the road on his side, and said gently: "Senior sister, I've kept you waiting, let's go back to Huayang Peak." ”

"Poof. The nun couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh when she looked at the comical appearance of the short-robed disciple being overthrown to the ground.

Lin Ze subconsciously wanted to hold Wang Yao, but his palm passed through the other party's body.

Looking at the papers scattered all over the ground, the young man curled up on the ground like a boiled prawn and twitched, and the subconscious push of Zhuji Zhenren was by no means something that a Qi refining cultivator could easily bear, not to mention that Zhang Jialin deliberately increased his strength to vent the boredom in his heart.

He silently withdrew his hand and glanced up at the two people outside the door.

Maybe it's a coincidence.

But it had only been two days since he entered the sect, and Huayang Peak had already left a very bad impression on Lin Ze.

Whether it is Zhao Jing before, or the deacon Zhang in front of him.

Wang Yao didn't have time to cry out in pain, so he got up from the ground with the pain, and hurriedly limped after the two of them before they went far: "Deacon Zhang, you wait for me." ”

“......”

Zhang Jialin stopped, looked at the low-eyed and pleasing face of the person in front of him, and inexplicably felt a trace of boredom in his heart, and scolded:

"It was you last time, did you have something wrong with your brain?"

"Don't be so fierce. The female cultivator glared at him with disgust, turned her head to look at Wang Yao, and smiled as gentle as water: "Senior brother, we still have something, do you have any questions and wait for next time, okay?"

"I ...... I ......"

Wang Yao was in a hurry and pulled at the sore spot again, and he couldn't speak in one breath.

"Alright. The nun seemed to see his thoughts, and took out a bottle of healing elixir from the storage bag on her waist very much.

"I apologize to you on behalf of Senior Brother Zhang. ”

Zhang Jialin pursed his lips, as if he felt a bit wasteful, but there was a little more appreciation in his eyes when he looked at the female cultivator.

"Cheap you kid. ”

Throwing down these words, the two of them left with their arms.

As a deacon of the Mountain Gate, it was not easy for her to be so gentle to ordinary disciples, and the other party should feel honored.

Wang Yao was holding the pill in his hand, but he couldn't laugh.

The sound of talking and laughing penetrated into his ears, getting farther and farther away, and he suddenly felt some moisture in the corners of his eyes, reached out and wiped it, and looked at the tear stains on the back of his hand in a daze.

After standing in place for a long time, Wang Yao smashed the pill out!

Emotional breakdowns are only instantaneous.

The pressure buried in my heart rushed out like a turbulent wave.

He crouched on the ground with his head in his hands and cried loudly, his hoarseness making many of the monks around him look sideways.

"Isn't that Wang Yao?"

"I usually look at Wenwen quietly, how can I look like a madman. ”

"Hey, didn't you see, he was pushed by Deacon Zhang Jialin just now, probably thinking about how to slander people. ”

For those pointing and pointing, Wang Yao didn't seem to hear it.

Crying until his voice was hoarse, he staggered to his feet from the ground, and with a strange expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he walked outside as if he had lost his soul.

Next time, it's next time.

There is less than half a month left before the outer door Dabi, and I can wait for a few next times.

Suddenly, a figure came across and bumped into him.

"Don't you walk long?" Yang Mu glared at angrily.

“......”

In normal times, Wang Yao had already begun to apologize, but today he was not in the mood, just looking at the other party blankly.

"Master doesn't want to beat people today, you kid pay attention next time!" Seeing his appearance, Yang Mu rolled his eyes and turned to leave.

When the other party's back disappeared from the end of sight, Wang Yao looked down at the extra paper ball in his hand, and carefully unfolded it, only to see that there was an extremely sketchy map on it, and a line of blurred small characters below.

"After dinner, there will be a deacon who will explain the inch, and it will last for about an hour, whether you come or not. ”

Wang Yao's face changed suddenly, and he immediately hid the paper ball in his sleeve.

Shortness of breath.

The mood is turbulent.

Does the other party mean that he wants to go to Huayang Peak to steal school?

If you are caught by the deacon, this is a great sin that will be expelled from the sect!

And the other party is still Yang Mu, according to his past performance, he is not a trustworthy person.

Wang Yao returned to the house in a daze.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he even forgot about going to the south hall to pick up chores every day, just staring at the paper ball in his hand in a daze.

Lin Ze was sitting next to him, and he also saw the contents of the note.

Don't say it, Yang Mu can't do anything else, he still has a hand in inquiring about this kind of news, after all, what this kid thinks about every day is how to steal the exercises behind Zhao Jingzhen's back, and he has the identity of a disciple of the mountain gate, he can wander around on Huayang Peak, and in a few years, there are dozens of notes hidden in the stone cave.

Wang Yao didn't have to practice, and Yang Mu was monitored by Zhao Jing, so he didn't dare to practice.

Coupled with that kid's cold-hearted temperament, Lin Ze would not doubt the authenticity of this news, but the risk must be indispensable, otherwise the other party would not pretend to be a conflict and take the opportunity to secretly stuff the paper ball into Wang Yao's hands.

At this time, the dinner bell rang.

Many disciples walked out of the house with rice bowls, and the disciples of the mountain gate had a special dining room, and they were new to the house and could only eat a big pot of rice.

The hesitation in Wang Yao's eyes gradually disappeared with the harsh ringing bell, he gritted his teeth, got up and ran in the direction of Huayang Peak.

Following the map on the paper ball, I found a path leading to the mountain behind Huayang Peak.

Climbed to the top of the mountain with great difficulty, but saw a figure standing under the tree next to him, Yang Mu looked at it expressionlessly, and said lightly: "There is a bluestone behind the small courtyard, you can see it clearly when you lie on it, but there will be a mountain patrol disciple passing by after an hour, remember to roll down the mountain before that." ”

With that, he quickly disappeared into the woods.

Wang Yao gratefully retracted his gaze, thought about it, wrote down the contents of the note in his mind, and then simply stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it into his stomach.

If he is really caught, he can't let the mountain patrol disciples find out.

After doing all this, he cautiously ran towards the back of the courtyard, successfully found the huge bluestone in Yang Mu's mouth, and then lay on it quietly.

This is the yard of a certain deacon.

It should be his disciple who happened to want to practice this exercise, so Wang Yao had the opportunity.

Dinner time passed quickly, and a strong monk knocked open the courtyard door.

The deacon wasted no time and went straight to explaining the situation.

"This palm is fierce and fierce, and you can't hesitate when your aura is running, and you can't pay attention to any continuous strength. ”

"Fast, accurate, and ruthless, all of them are indispensable. ”

"The palm is like a thunderbolt vibrating, so that the aura explodes in the palm, and there is a tendency to collapse. ”

Hearing this, the disciple nodded, as if he had an understanding, but he was still puzzled: "The disciple always feels ...... The power of this exercise seems to be a little less. ”

Hearing this, Wang Yao clenched his fists excitedly.