"Huh? Sword God Comedy? I'm afraid it won't be so easy for me to meet him. There are a lot of people who want to visit him, I, I'm just a nobody......" Feng Qingyang lowered his eyes, and his face flushed with shame.

Zixian smiled: "I can't imagine that my apprentice is so big now?" It's okay, I'll let Jairus take you there, and you just say that Mo Zixian asked you to come to him. ”

Feng Qingyang was inexplicably surprised, his eyes widened, and he muttered, "Sister, you said you were ...... Mo, Mozi Immortal? The former head of the Loose faction? ”

"Why, does it matter who I am?" Zixian asked rhetorically.

"It's not important, it's not ...... Sister, I miss you so much. In the past seven years, I have often dreamed of you......"

Before Zixian could speak, Jianxi snatched the crystal and said to Zixian with a flattering smile: "Master, don't worry, I will send Feng Qingyang to Xiaoyao and personally hand it over to Brother Qu, hehe." ”

Zixian couldn't see what Jairian meant, but he didn't break it, and only sneered: "You are getting bolder now." I think it's time for me to teach you how to be a spirit animal. ”

Jianxi's heart tightened, revealing a very aggrieved look: "Master, you have changed." You look like you in your previous life. ”

Zixian was stunned. Have you changed? Like, I really wasn't like this before. But since he got back the immortal bones and obtained the memories of his previous life, it seems that even his temperament has become a little indifferent and arrogant.

It seems that there is a power in the underworld, which is making her move closer to the cultivator immortal in her previous life step by step.

The distraught Zixian raised his face and reprimanded: "Don't want to get by." Now immediately send Qing Yang to the Loose Sect, and then give me a return to the Xuantian Temple to receive the punishment. ”

"Obey the decree of the immortals." Seeing Zixian's serious expression, she didn't dare to slack off, so she hurriedly responded, and then put away the crystal.

"Let's go, little ancestor." Jairus angrily pushed Feng Qingyang, and Feng Qingyang almost fell.

"What do you do? Didn't I just say a few more words to my sister, and you just hold a grudge like this. There are so many male disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, they must have spoken to their sister. You're going to beat them all up! Feng Qingyang turned back and said unconvinced.

Her face turned red, and she said coldly, "What nonsense? If I knew you were talking so much, I shouldn't have bothered with your business. People who practice martial arts are so bad at playing hard work, and they are embarrassed to blame others for not being able to stand steadily. ”

This time it hit the soft underbelly of the wind and clear. His basic skills are indeed relatively poor.

Feng Qingyang is the son of an old man in Le Zhengnan. His parents both died because of vendettas. Le Zhengnan saw that the wind was clear and he had no relatives at a young age, and he couldn't bear it, so he took him to Huashan to accept him as a disciple.

When he was a child, Feng Qingyang's physique was very poor, and when his brothers and sisters were all in Zamabu, he often lingered on the sickbed. The basic skills naturally fell behind.

Le Zhengnan has many disciples, so naturally he will not put too much thought on such a waste of wood, except to ask his senior brothers and sisters to take good care of him.

By the age of seven or eight, Xu is years of recuperation have played a role, and his body has improved day by day, and he can easily learn some swordsmanship. But because his physique is still too weak, there is almost no hope for the meridians in his body to be opened, and Le Zhengnan did not ask him too harshly, only told him not to get into trouble, and to stay away when he encounters other people's martial arts competitions.

Feng Qingyang thought that his life would be such an ordinary past. Who knows, what happened to Juxianlou when he was eleven years old changed his fate.

The woman who is like a god is full of brilliance between her gestures, and her fluttering temperament makes people can't take their eyes off. In just a few breaths, he opened up all the meridians that were glued together, and used actual combat to teach him the essence of Dugu Nine Swords.

Since then, the martial arts of the wind and the wind can be described as a thousand miles a day. Many of the sisters who looked down on him before were impressed by his amazing swordsmanship.

But at the same time, Feng Qingyang also had a mustard with the master. Le Zhengnan looked at the swordsmanship of the wind and was ashamed of himself. I also inexplicably developed a disgust and rejection for him in my heart.

Some people are like that. Looking at people who are not as good as themselves, there will always be some sympathy and pity, and there will be pride and satisfaction when helping the weak. But once this person who was originally inferior to himself suddenly surpassed himself one day, then. Jealousy, suspicion, and exclusion are all used on this person.

Although Le Zhengnan was very happy on the surface, he praised Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship, and some people dared to come to the door to provoke, and they would also let Feng Qingyang teach him a lesson, but he did not teach him the internal strength of his own sect, Zixia Divine Skill.

Although Feng Qingyang is straightforward and innocent, he is not stupid. Naturally, I knew Master's intentions. But what can we do if we know? Did you fall out with Master because of this kind of thing? Apparently not. Whoever the master passes on to and who he doesn't pass it on to, it's not something he can interfere with in the first place.

Seeing that the arrogance of the wind had dropped suddenly, there seemed to be some sentimentality in his eyes, and he had no interest in continuing to ridicule him.

"Let's go." Jairus said.

"I'm leaving like this, what should I do there, Master......" Feng Qingyang was a little undecided.

"To go or not to go? It's not that I'm talkative, looking at this posture, your master will definitely not believe you. I don't know what the rules of your mortal sect are, but killing two fellow sects, even if you don't die, you will definitely lose half your life, do you think you are wronged? Jianhua carefully analyzed with the breeze.

Although Jaira looked down on this Feng Qingyang and felt that he was stunned, since he had promised his master, he would definitely take him to Qu Yi safely. As for how to go in the future, he can't control it.

Feng Qingyang pondered for a long time, finally gritted his teeth, and said, "I'll go with you!" ”

"That's right, a good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, and it's not too late to explain when he has a chance in the future."

With the wind clear, Jairus turned into a golden streamer and flew in the direction of the Loose Sect.

As soon as she got close to Xiaoyao Lake, Jairus realized that something was wrong.

I saw that the shore of Xiaoyao Lake, which was extremely quiet and like a paradise in the past, was suddenly densely packed with human figures, surrounding the good peach blossom forest.

Most of these people came with their own children, and some of the older children came on their own. They looked pious and nervous, and craned their necks to look into the depths of the peach forest, but none of them dared to step in.

Jairus and the breeze quietly landed in an inconspicuous place nearby, and then Jairus casually cast a spell and disguised herself into an ordinary six-year-old child.

Feng Qingyang looked in horror at Jianyan, who was half a head taller than him and exuded the domineering spirit of a king, and suddenly turned into a thin, small, well-behaved and cute little boy, and felt that his entire worldview had collapsed. (To be continued.) )