Hearing this, Deacon Fang's old face trembled slightly, and his eyes narrowed: "Are you squeezing the old man?"

He patted the young man's cheek lightly, and a sneer welled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Senior Guo guards the margins of the Demon Sect, cultivates profoundly, has a heroic temperament, and is deeply admired by my generation of monks, but it is really sad that you are used as a fool by your wolf-hearted nephew. ”

The corners of Yang Mu's eyes twitched, and his eyes looked cold.

I don't know how many cynicisms I've heard in the past seven years, but this sentence is the only one that can make him explode in an instant.

"What, you still want to do something to Uncle Shi?" Deacon Fang glanced at him obliquely and mocked: "Sure enough, a smart boy, when I was your age, how could I understand the ability of this fox and fake tiger." ”

"The old man is lowly in cultivation, but he doesn't dare to talk about killing, and you don't want to scare me with this again. He deliberately lengthened his voice, and his palm brushed over the storage bag at his waist, and a square iron rod made of stainless steel poured appeared in his palm.

"However, the mountain gate has its own rules, but you can't escape this punishment, if you can't kneel down at that time, the old man will help you. ”

Seeing the stick, cold sweat suddenly oozed from Yang Mu's forehead.

This thing is called disciple rules, if it falls on the body, the skin will be opened, and the tendons will be broken and fractured, if you are so cultivated, you will have to lie in bed for two months, not to mention it.

This old man is coming for real!

Seeing Yang Mu's uncertain expression, Deacon Fang snorted lightly, smiled lightly and shook his head: "Don't worry, I won't teach you a lesson on Xiaoqingshan, of course I have to go back to my own mountain gate to deal with my own family affairs." ”

Playing with the disciple rules in his hand, he withdrew the momentum of building the foundation consummation realm: "The premise is that you have to be obedient, don't make it difficult for your uncle." ”

Originally, I just wanted to come to Qingshan to explore the situation today, but I didn't expect that this kid was the only one on the mountain, and he didn't let it be handled by himself.

Yang Mu stood expressionlessly in place, and the cold and hard touch of the iron rod came from his back.

He had no doubt that this thing could easily shatter his knees.

His right leg trembled, but he couldn't get out.

It's like a stupid and stupid fat pig who finally broke out of the pig pen and was driven back with a whip in two days.

Seeing this, Deacon Fang frowned, and was about to scold, but he heard an indifferent voice in his ears:

"You call and try. ”

He was furious and looked down.

Yang Mu's face was strange, hey, what are you doing with a stick, this is not what I said!

The two of them looked up together, but saw an extra Qiu Qingrobe not far away, the Taoist looked over calmly, looked the old man in gray up and down, and nodded his chin: "Don't worry about me, you hit yours." ”

“......”

Seeing the appearance of the person who came, Deacon Fang was silent for a moment, and sighed: "Fang Yunying of Huayang Peak, I have seen Elder Qingshan. ”

I thought I could easily bring Yang Mu back, but I didn't expect the other party to come back so soon.

People, once you are old, you love to talk a lot, and it is easy to delay things.

But it doesn't matter, this new sect elder Lin always has to give himself, the old deacon of Huayang Peak, a face.

Fang Yunying raised her head confidently, ready to say a few words to the other party, but saw the Taoist slowly pacing, followed by a child, and a beautiful white fox next to him.

Lin Ze stood beside him, stretched out two fingers to pinch the iron rod in his hand, and gently put the other end on Yang Mu's shoulder.

The boy rolled his eyes.

The smile on the face of the gray-clothed old man froze slightly.

"Go on. The corners of Lin Ze's mouth raised slightly.

Seeing this, Fang Yunying's breathing gradually became short, and her chest rose and fell.

What does this mean, humiliating the old man?

You think I wouldn't dare?!

He clenched the iron rod violently, raised his head and met the Taoist's unfazed eyes, and for some reason, his heart was suddenly deflated.

Standing quietly for a long time, he silently put the disciple gui back into the storage bag, and said coldly with a dark face: "The elder said that he laughed. ”

Seeing this, Yang Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

Dignity is dignity, he is not a fool, so he should try to avoid being beaten as much as possible.

At this moment, I saw Lin Ze shake his head, stretched out his hand and patted Deacon Fang's old face, and said softly: "Don't blame me for not giving you a chance, it's because you are useless." ”

The palm of the hand was not forced, but the crisp sound was unusually harsh.

The action was exactly the same as when the old man slapped Yang Mu just now, which was simply a clear revenge.

Fang Yunying was so angry that her eyes were split.

The white fox's eyes flashed with joy, and he coaxed in his heart, you are a monk who has built the foundation of the Great Perfection, what are you afraid of, beat him quickly!

It had long wanted to see Lin Ze deflated.

However, the next scene made the fox a little disappointed, and sighed that this person was not a king eight, and he was so enduring.

But seeing that the old man in gray actually forcibly suppressed his anger, he arched his hand and said: "I came to visit on the order of Huayang Peak, why did Elder Lin play tricks on the old man." ”

"This evil man has no respect for his elders, Senior Brother Zhao Jing instructed me to take him back to be disciplined, and if there is any disturbance, please forgive Elder Lin. ”

Fang Yuying didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant, she didn't take herself seriously at all, she was a little constrained for a while, and she didn't know what to do.

But in the end, he lived for more than a hundred years, the old man thought about it for a while, and in a few words, he lifted out the two mountains of Huayang Peak and Zhao Jing, plus he himself was also a number one figure in the outer gate, so he didn't believe that this stunned young man in front of him was unscrupulous!

Although Lin Ze is an elder.

But how did this position come about, can the other party still be unclear?

At the beginning, there was a sword formation in the Eight Questions, and the big guy should have watched the excitement, but who knew that the Taoist took advantage of the loophole, and easily took Xiao Qingshan over.

It is a tradition that the lineage of the mountain gate is inherited, but you are a lowly realm, and you are an outsider, so you always end up with a bad name.

Sitting in this position, don't you feel panicked?

If you don't go down the stairs, you have to tear your face?

Thinking of this, he asked tentatively, "The elder has no other instructions, so the old man will take him back." ”

Hearing this, Lin Ze bypassed Fang Yuying, sat lazily in the bamboo chair, and glanced at him lightly.

Although he did not speak, the meaning was very obvious.

Fang Yuying only felt a breath of stuffy air blocking her chest, almost maddening.

The undisguised contempt in the other party's eyes made it clear that he was laughing at himself.

Why, do you think that the old man's cultivation of building the foundation and consummation is not something that can be picked up, and if you really do it, you can still take advantage of it?!

Looking at the appearance of the old man's fists clenched, Lin Ze finally had some expectation on his face.

"Senior Brother Zhao said, if Yang Mu goes back with me, after the outer gate competition, Zhu Feng asks the South Hall to take back the matter of Xiaoqingshan, and Huayang Feng can not participate. ”

It seemed that it was impossible to easily take away the kid surnamed Yang, Fang Yuying was afraid that she would be angry to death on the green mountain, so she decided not to play those false tricks anymore, and threw out the conditions.

As for hands-on ......

The deacon dared to attack the elders, I am afraid that he will not be tired of life.

The so-called negotiation is the bottom line of your back and forth, and he is not a fledgling stupid boy, so he still has some patience.

As soon as these words came out, Yang Mu, who was originally smiling and looking at the old man in gray, changed his face slightly, and looked back at the master with a little nervousness.