Chapter 47: The Burning Sticks in the Kitchen Are All Spiritual Weapons?

Horseshoe Tete.

caused the mud and dust to splash on the road, and the birds were startled.

This is how the Eighteen Evil Stars of Black Wind Village ran wildly all the way, and soon entered the realm of Qingyang Town.

It's getting closer and closer to Dongshan!

"If I'm not mistaken, there is only one worry-free faction in the Dongshan area?"

Looking at the Eighteen Evil Stars that had gone away, the disciples of the 3-Star Sect who had been ordered to come to investigate the situation were all very confused:

"Could it be that they were sent for worry-free?"

Come to think of it.

The disciples of the 3-star sect immediately shook their heads.

I don't know that there is such a possibility!

After all.

The hilarious rumors of the worry-free faction are well known to everyone in the martial arts world of Qingyang Town.

They couldn't be clearer.

The current carefree faction is just an empty shell.

Demotion and dissolution are expected in minutes.

And.

In their opinion.

A 1-star sect like Sanssouci that can't be rubbish anymore.

Any one of the seven levels of the body refining realm is only afraid that it can be easily swept away.

Deal with a mere carefree.

Where is the use of the Black Wind Village pouring out of the nest?

"Whatever the reason, we're going to have to go along and see. ”

His eyes were slightly condensed, and a rather old-fashioned-looking disciple of the Killing Fist Sect said.

"Third Senior Brother, what if ......"

At this time, a young disciple beside him couldn't help but ask, "If Black Wind Village is really here to deal with the Worry-Free Sect, what should we do?"

"Needless to say?"

The old-fashioned disciple immediately pouted and said:

"It must be watching from afar!"

"Could it be that we still have to fight with the Eighteen Evil Stars of Black Wind Village for the sake of the Worry-Free Sect?"

"What's the difference between that and death?"

Obviously.

In the minds of the three disciples of the Killing Fist Sect.

If the Black Wind Village really came to deal with the Sanssouci faction.

So.

Unless his sect, or several other 3-star sects join forces to help.

Otherwise, the carefree faction will not be able to avoid it at all, and it will be completely destroyed by the Black Wind Village!

Anyone, any power.

Nothing can stop this from happening!

As for Zhou Xuan, the successor head of the worry-free faction.

If he is astute enough to sense that something is wrong, he should immediately hide in the deep mountains and old forests.

In this way, there may be a glimmer of hope that escaped the catastrophe......

............

......

Carefree faction, in front of the mountain gate.

Jiang Daniao is saying goodbye to his precious son with a heart.

I have to say.

The smile on his face at this moment is called a brilliant one.

The corners of his mouth are about to turn into lotus......

It is the most stark contrast to the tense expression when he first came.

No doubt.

After seeing Jiang Peng's rapid progress with his own eyes.

He had forgotten all the rumors he had heard.

In his opinion now.

Those are simply false rumors.

The worry-free faction is clearly a super hidden sect!

The unfathomable kind!

How could it be like the rumors said, it was a ninth-rate garbage village-level sect......

Slander!

Blatant slander!

"Those rumor-mongers are so hateful that they should be soaked in the pig cage......"

In the bottom of his heart, Jiang Da Niao greeted the eight ancestors of the rumor-mongers.

And then.

He secretly began to sigh:

"Fortunately, Lao Tzu, I am witty and realize my mistakes in time, otherwise, Peng'er's good future will be ruined by me. ”

"Speaking of which, Peng'er was able to worship the carefree faction, which is definitely shit luck. “

"This kind of super hidden world sect that originated in the primeval era doesn't look down on any top-grade cultivation qualifications at all. ”

"It's still the blessing of our Jiang family's ancestors, my Peng'er can be so lucky, and I have the opportunity to meet Master Zhou......"

Come to think of it.

Jiang Da Niao immediately held Jiang Peng's hand and instructed earnestly:

"Peng'er, being able to worship and cultivate under Master Zhou is a rare blessing for you in your eight lifetimes, you have to cherish it!"

"Got it, got it. Jiang Peng replied especially casually, "Dad, you can go home with peace of mind." ”

"Don't be in a hurry to go home, you listen to your father first and give you an analysis. ”

Jiang Da Niao continued to say with a serious face:

"You see, Master Zhou has passed on all the Xuan-level high-grade exercises to you, so he must treat you as a disciple. Therefore, in the future, you have to study hard, and you must not live up to the cultivation of Master Zhou!"

"Uh......"

Jiang Peng suddenly shrugged:

"Dad, you don't know this, right? Xuan-level high-grade exercises like the Mighty Bull Demon Fist are not in the stream at all in our Worry-Free Sect, and they are only equipped with table feet!"

Hear this.

Jiang Da Niao and Uncle Dong and the others on the side were collectively stunned in an instant, and their eyes were round.

The level of surprise on his face.

Compared with witnessing Jiang Peng stomping on half of the martial arts arena before, it is even better.

What did I just hear?

The young master said, Xuan-level high-grade exercises, not into the stream at all?

Only with padded legs?

To know.

Those 3-star sects in our Ningwu Town, for the sake of a Xuan-level lower-grade exercise, will all snatch their heads and bleed.

And even never die!

can be in the young master's carefree faction.

Dozens or hundreds of times more precious Xuan-level high-grade exercises are actually used to pad the table legs?

Oh, my God!

This doesn't make people live!

"Is that hard to understand?"

Tilting his head, Jiang Peng showed a look of course: "The head said that when our Worry-Free Sect was in its heyday, even the burning stick in the kitchen was a spiritual weapon. ”

"It's not a normal operation to pad the table legs with Xuan-level high-grade exercises?"

Although Jiang Peng said it lightly.

But after Jiang Da Niao and the others listened, their whole heads were buzzing.

At this moment.

They only feel like they are frogs at the bottom of a well.

Or rather, the unseen turtle!

I don't realize at all how profound the heritage of the worry-free school is......

And Zhou Xuan at this time.

Standing on the edge of the torii not far away with his hands behind his back, he looked at the little yellow dog that was only the size of a palm.

This carefree mountain-guarding beast is still asleep.

Sleep extra peacefully.

It's a lazy dog who snoozes and doesn't work.

Jiang Qianxue stayed quietly on the side, her expression as cold as ever.

But.

There was indescribable confusion in her eyes.

Because she just couldn't figure it out.

What is the reason why Zhou Xuan would "appoint" this such a cute little yellow dog as a mountain guarding beast!

As she understood.

Although the head is sometimes a little improper.

But it's not so unscored, so messy......

"Could it be that in the mind of the master, our Worry-Free Sect doesn't need any mountain guarding beasts at all?

After thinking about it, Jiang Qianxue only thought of such a possibility.

At this very moment.

Outside the Sanssouci Mountain Gate, there was a rush of horses' hooves.

It is the arrival of the Eighteen Evil Stars of Black Wind Village!