Including Longyang Shaoyu, there are a total of ten people on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi.

They stood in two rows, clearing the path in the middle, with solemn expressions and solemn faces, and bowed down in please.

Together with An Yun, the landlord, a small sect of only eleven people, he can't even compare to the strength of a cultivator family. However, everyone looked extremely solemn at this time, as if the wealthy sect was welcoming their landlord to officially return to the sect.

An Yun unconsciously surged a warm current in his heart, and his heart, which had been cold and indifferent for a long time, seemed to be beating faster than usual, and he glanced at everyone deeply, and recorded everyone's faces with his heart.

She stepped on her feet, walked past the crowd, and walked towards the dilapidated bamboo building in the middle of the house.

The crowd waited for her to walk past before they stood up and followed her. Too much has happened during this time, and they need to inform An Yun and hear her thoughts.

Back in the bamboo building, An Yun sat on the main seat, and casually beckoned the others to sit down on the bamboo chairs on both sides. Longyang Shaoyu cleverly made a pot of tea, and after adding it to An Yun first, he walked around the crowd and poured tea for everyone.

Zhuo Bufan said with a smile: "This kid, today is well-behaved, in the end, the landlord is back, we also followed the light, begging for a cup of spiritual tea." ”

The others laughed playfully.

Longyang Shaoyu raised his chin proudly: "Of course, it is natural for my master to drink the tea I made, what qualifications do you have, master, I will pour you tea?" If you have the ability, you can also be my master, as long as you have that ability, I don't mind worshipping you as a teacher and pouring tea for you every day. ”

Accept the famous waste of Linhai Prefecture as a disciple...... Tsk tsk, even Xuantian Sect can't do it, they are very self-aware, they can't afford Longyang Shaoyu's tea.

Wang Qingyuan said with a smile: "Anyway, all of us here are elders on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi." In this house, you belong to the lowest seniority, if you don't pour tea, do you want us to pour tea for you? ”

Longyang Shaoyu really looked around the house, and said, "Hey, it's true." Now this thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi is really the lowest in my generation, among the second-generation disciples. I'm the only one. ”

As soon as he said this, he said. Somehow, the room suddenly fell silent, and everyone's faces were a little weird.

Eleven people's sects. There is one landlord, nine elders, and only one second-generation disciple.

Is such a sect still called a sect?

An Yun's voice sounded faintly: "Isn't it good?" ”

Longyang Shaoyu said aggrievedly: "What's good? After that, I was the youngest in the building, and everyone else was an elder. Won't you want me to do everything in the future? I'm done with all the chores in the building, where do I have time to cultivate? ”

"Who said that there are only eleven of us on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi?" An Yun asked rhetorically.

"Isn't it?" Long Yang Shaoyu shouted.

"It's not." An Yun picked up the tea cup in front of him. He took a sip and moistened his throat: "Soon there will be a group of second-generation disciples in the building, and you will be the chief senior brother among the second-generation disciples in the future, and this identity is probably much more important than the elders in the building." ”

The disciples of each generation are passed down from the head of the family, especially the first disciple of the head of the family. It is often the elder brother and sister who lead the second or third generation of disciples. Although they are lower in status than elders, in fact, senior brothers and senior sisters are much more beautiful than elders of a sect.

Elders can be many. As long as the cultivation is high enough, the qualifications are old enough. Often, he becomes an elder of a sect.

However, there is only one senior brother or senior sister, and the contemporary disciples all look forward to the senior brother and elder sister, where is the scenery in the sect and the outside world that can be compared with an elder?

And because the senior brother or senior sister of the sect is basically the disciple of the head of the sect, if there is no accident in the future, they can take over the position of the head of the sect, and they often handle the affairs of the sect on behalf of the teacher. Compared with elders who have no real power, which is stronger and which is weaker, it is not the same.

"Really?" Long Yang Shaoyu's eyes lit up, he had been in Xuantian Sect for nearly ten years, and he knew the majesty of the first disciple of the head of the sect and the senior brother of the second generation of disciples. Now that I know that I will also be the senior brother on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi in the future, how can I not be overjoyed?

An Yun glanced at him lightly, his eyes swept around everyone's faces again, and said lightly: "When have I ever done something that I am not sure of?" When did you break your promise? ”

Although she was asking Longyang Shaoyu, everyone in the room knew that the real object she wanted to ask was them.

Is it because I saw that their reaction was a little low, and they were not optimistic about the future development of the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, so they deliberately used a confident tone to cheer them up?

When will the landlord care about their reaction and affection?

Wang Qingyuan couldn't help but wonder, is it because the landlord really accepts the people in the house, because he cares, so he cares?

Longyang Shaoyu didn't think about it so much, and said with a smile: "No, no, the master is the smartest and most powerful monk I have ever seen, there is nothing that cannot be done to do, and what he has said always counts." ”

An Yun smiled slightly when he heard this, and he actually accepted it unceremoniously.

Everyone couldn't help laughing, and the atmosphere in the room came alive again.

"Master, when will we start recruiting new disciples? I've also gotten over my brother's addiction as soon as possible. Longyang Shaoyu stepped forward and asked, his eyes were hot, as if he had begun to think about how to play the majesty of the senior brother in the future.

"You're already a big brother." An Yun said strangely.

"But ......" Longyang Shaoyu was dumbfounded: "But now the second-generation disciples are just me, who am I going to play prestige with?" ”

"Stupid, who said that you are the only one in the second generation of disciples? Others are not here, but will be back soon. You still take advantage of this time to cultivate hard and work hard to improve your cultivation, otherwise you won't be able to beat them when the time comes, and I'm afraid that this senior brother's faction will be embarrassed to show it, right? An Yun said.

"What? There are already two generations of disciples? Why did I never know? Longyang Shaoyu asked, and then rejoiced again: "Master don't worry, I practice the Tianya Bright Moon Sword you taught me every day, and the formation of the purple bamboo forest behind me can't trap me anymore." Qingfeng said, among the Qi Refining Period cultivators, there are not many people who can defeat me. ”

"Oh." An Yun was a little surprised, he glanced at him seriously, his divine sense swept away, and he found that he had cultivated to the eighth layer of the Qi refining period, as long as he broke through the shackles of the eighth layer. You will be able to enter the realm of the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Period.

Longyang Shaoyu is really very suitable for cultivating the Tianya Mingyue Sword, and he is born with a very strong imperial qi, not only can he easily grasp the essence of the Tianya Mingyue Sword and Sword Technique, but the emperor's purple qi is constantly transformed into sword qi, helping him to improve his cultivation.

That being said, it has been less than four months since the cultivation of the Tianya Bright Moon Sword. Longyang Shaoyu was promoted from the fifth layer of the Qi Refining Period to the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period. Presumably, he cultivated extremely hard.

Not to mention anything else, just say that he can endure extreme pain, and hone his sword heart in the bean-sprinkling formation in the purple bamboo forest every day. This is very impressive. Sprinkling beans into a soldier formation not only honed Longyang Shaoyu's sword heart, but also honed his swordsmanship and physical elements, and the process was very rough and tough. Ordinary people are rarely able to persevere.

Longyang Shaoyu still practiced hard every day without her supervision. I can't see that he has a stubborn heart, but his perseverance is amazing. When you think about it, it's not surprising. If Longyang Shaoyu didn't have amazing perseverance, how could he endure being ridiculed as a waste material for Linhai cultivation for ten years, and still refuse to give up the path of cultivation?

Since the Purple Bamboo Forest's bean-sprinkling formation couldn't trap him. That really showed that among the Qi Refining Stage cultivators, there were not many people who could defeat him.

"Not bad. Shaoyu, you have cultivated very hard, and I am very satisfied. He was happy in his heart, but An Yun praised him lightly. After a change of voice, he added: "But you must remember not to get carried away after achieving a little achievement, and you must practice harder in the future to live up to your attachment in this life." ”

Longyang Shaoyu said: "Thank you for the master's teaching, the disciple will never dare to slack off in the slightest." The disciple can have today, it is given by the master, but I hope that one day, the disciple can solve problems for the master, and never let the master be hunted down again! ”

He has always been hippie and smiling, but suddenly he is so serious, An Yun is still a little unaccustomed. Listening to his sincere tone and firm tone, An Yun couldn't help but be a little moved.

For An Yun and the others in the house, being hunted down and killed was simply commonplace, and no one felt that it was much humiliation. On the contrary, being able to escape in the pursuit of life is already a blessing in misfortune.

Longyang Shaoyu is different, he is noble, with the blood of Long Yangzi, the ancestor of the first generation of cultivation in Linhai, flowing in his body, and he is the only prince of the Longyang Empire. His only setback is probably to get the title of Linhai's No. 1 Cultivation Waste Material, on the surface he doesn't seem to care, but in his heart it has become an obsession.

An Yun helped him cultivate, passed on his Qiankun Sword Formula, and planted a sword for him, so that he finally saw the hope of cultivation. In his heart, although An Yun may not be older than him, he is tantamount to regenerating his parents, and he truly respects and worships An Yun as a master.

Seeing An Yun being chased and fleeing, but he couldn't do anything and couldn't do anything, this feeling could be said to have become the second biggest obsession in Long Yang Shaoyu's heart.

It is precisely because of this that after An Yun left the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, he cultivated even harder.

"Okay." An Yun looked at Longyang Shaoyu's serious and persistent eyes, nodded and smiled: "Then I will be protected by you from now on, you have to cultivate hard, as the senior brother on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, you will have to share the affairs of the sect for me in the future." ”

"Yes! Disciple obeys! Longyang Shaoyu replied loudly.

Everyone applauded, and even Yunpeng got up and patted Longyang Shaoyu's shoulder, and laughed: "Good boy, it turns out that he is also a kind." ”

Longyang Shaoyu raised his chin arrogantly: "Naturally, there is a kind." ”

Everyone teased him a few more words, and the atmosphere in the room was very lively.

"That's right." An Yun turned his head to look at Qingfeng and asked, "What about Tianluo?" ”

Qingfeng shook his head: "After you left, he also left, and he never appeared again." ”

An Yun was not surprised when she heard this, she had already guessed it when she was in the pavilion, otherwise with him, those monks would not dare to block Tsing Yi Willow Lane.

Originally, Tianluo didn't have much friendship with her, but he helped her three times, although he must have helped him for a reason, but after all, he helped her. She was surprised that the other party just left, she thought that he wanted something from her, and he would not leave until he achieved his goal, but he didn't expect to leave in a whole way, what did he want?

"Actually, he seems to be chasing the landlord." Wang Qingyuan groaned.

"Huh?" An Yun's puzzled gaze turned to Wang Qingyuan.

Wang Qingyuan shook the paper fan in his hand, thought for a while and said: "When He Yue and I were in the Minjiang River, I seemed to have seen him once, but the distance was too far away and I didn't see it clearly. But he was very tall with that puppet and had a weird shape, so he should be right? ”

His last words were to ask He Yue and confirm with him.

He Yue thought about it seriously and nodded: "Brother Wang Dao is right, I also feel that it is him." I wanted to walk in and see it clearly, but I didn't know that a few strong and domineering breaths suddenly rushed over, so scared that Brother Wang Dao and I hurriedly ran away. Subsequently, we felt that the vitality of heaven and earth was in turmoil, and there was a continuous sound of cracking in the distance, and the vision of the sky was manifesting, and it should be a powerful monk fighting the Fa. We didn't dare to come closer, so we came back. ”

An Yun listened to He Yue's words, and thought about it in his heart: To be able to fight with Tianluo, the other party must be a Yuan Infant Stage monk, and it is likely to be Ximen Chunqiu. Tianluo himself is only a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, even if he has the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage, he must not be the opponent of Ximen Chunqiu, I am afraid that he will flee without being defeated.

"When I came back, Tsing Yi Willow Lane was blocked by Dao Law, what happened?" She asked again.

Zhuo Bufan said with a cold face: "Three days after the landlord left, a Jindan monk blocked Tsing Yi Willow Lane, but he didn't make a move. Before the landlord came in, they left suddenly, and I don't know why. ”

"Do you know who it is?"

Zhuo Bufan shook his head: "The other party has been hiding in the shadows, not allowing others to come in, and not allowing us to go out." We tried to escape, but the other party was Jin Dan Xiuwei, and he repeatedly forced us back. Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to be killing, so we didn't get too hurt. ”

"Brother Jindan?" An Yun lowered his head and whispered, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "A Jindan monk dares to block the thirteenth floor of my Tsing Yi, and he is too underestimated to wait for me." ”

Everyone looked ashamed and bowed their heads with a slight sigh.

"It's nothing, I promised you before I left that this trip will bring you a golden pill." An Yun said, taking out a jade bottle from the Qiankun bag: "You live up to my request, and you also sacrifice your lives to help me, and I will also live up to the kings, and get the golden pill for you!" ”

"Whoa......

Everyone in the room stood up in unison, their wide eyes flashing with a fiery gaze, staring at An Yun deadly, to be precise, at the jade bottle in her hand.

"It's ...... This is ......" Zhuo Bufan trembled his fingers, pointing at the jade bottle and couldn't speak.

"Knot Jindan." An Yun nodded.

"How much?" Wang Qingyuan also asked.

"One for each person."

The room was silent for a moment, and even the sound of breathing disappeared, and the people in the room were so shocked by An Yun's words that they forgot to breathe.

I don't know how long it took before a voice came from the house: "Really? ”

But it was Lian Qiusheng, who had not spoken, he looked at the white and flawless jade bottle in An Yun's hand with straight eyes, raised his head, and looked at An Yun with a begging look in his eyes and asked.

Begging, begging An Yun didn't lie to them, she really had a golden pill in her hand.

An Yun smiled, his eyes swept around everyone's faces, and uncorked the jade bottle, and the room suddenly smelled strange. Everyone took a breath in unison, and their hearts were relaxed. (To be continued) I640