The master of Qishan is willing to take a step back, Si Kouzhong naturally can't ask for it, the cultivation of the ghost sect is different from that of other sects, only in the dark, the skill of the ghost sect disciples will reach the top, and Yinshi, but they are the weakest time, and the master of Qishan is also there, such a hard fight, it is very disadvantageous to the ghost gate, tonight these people broke into Mantou Mountain, not at all in Si Kouzhong's plan, and he was caught off guard, the time has not come, the time has not come.

Si Kou Zhong withdrew his palm power in time, "Okay, this seat will give Master Qi another face tonight, and these disciples of yours can leave, but this Mantou Mountain, someone is filial piety to this seat, and you must not interfere." All the disciples of this sect, listen to the orders of this seat and come back! ”

Si Kou Zhong gritted his teeth with hatred, but he was helpless.

"Yes, Master." In the darkness, several shadows converged.

Master Qishan clenched his fists, "Thank you, Master Sikoumen." Acceptance. ”

"Zhao Shisan, how are you?" Murong Qingran ran to the Thirteenth Prince and helped him up, his eyes worried.

The thirteenth prince shook his head, "I can't die." It's a pity ......that there are only eight of the eighteen black-clothed guards in the Chu Palace, and it seems that the new guards will be retrained again."

The ground was covered with blood, shocking.

Woo......

The ghost's cry was terrible, and it faded away.

For the rest of the life of Murong Qingran and the others, the thirteenth prince stroked his chest and slowly knelt down to the master of Qishan, "The disciple is reckless, ask the master to punish the real person heavily!" ”

"Octagon also knows his mistakes, and begs the teacher to be punished heavily." Crying with tears on his face, he knelt with the thirteenth prince tremblingly, although the uncle said that he would not save it, but he still came to save it, he scolded him so much just now, would he be very angry.

The master of Qishan ignored them, but walked straight to Xiao Yan, brushed the dust in his hand, Xiao Yan also sat up, and then, a true qi entered Xiao Yan's body, and Xiao Yan, who was in a coma, had the true qi of the master of Qishan to heal his wounds, and soon, he opened his eyes again, "Thank you, Uncle Ancestor." ”

The master of Qishan withdrew his palm, "Which real person are you?" ”

He heard it right, Uncle Shi talked to him, Xiao Yan burst into tears with excitement, he used to follow the thirteen little uncles to see his uncle, and they were all kneeling far away, not to mention seeing his uncle and ancestor at close range, even talking to his uncle and ancestor, and it was also a fool's dream, but this uncle and ancestor were not old, how could they be a lot higher than him, or the head of their dignified Qishan faction, this person is better than people, and it really can't be compared, Xiao Yan sighed, and then kowtowed to the master of Qishan and said, "Back to the words of the master and uncle, my father worshiped under the Ziyin real person in his early years, and he was taught by Shaoyang Daoist." , the disciple's qualifications are still shallow, and he has not yet officially entered Qishan. ”

In fact, it is not that Xiao Yan does not want to enter the mountain to apprentice, but to enter the Qishan faction, he needs to go through a series of strict assessments, and those who have a good foundation and have passed the assessment can be regarded as officially worshipping under the Qishan Gate.

It turned out to be the apprentice grandson of the fourth senior brother Ziyin Zhenren, as soon as the master of Qishan heard Xiao Yan mention Ziyin Zhenren, he understood that as for Shaoyang Daoist, it was Qiu Shaoyang, the eldest disciple of Ziyin Zhenren.

"Since you have some connections with our faction, in two months, you can come to Qishan." In March and April every year, it is the time for the Qishan faction to recruit new disciples, and at that time, people from all over the world have come to Qishan to participate in the selection assessment of new disciples, but these candidates who can come to Qishan are not who want to come, most of them have been enlightened by the Qishan faction before, so they are qualified to set foot in Qishan, and the master of Qishan has not recommended anyone since he served as the head of the Qishan faction, so as soon as he opened his mouth, Xiao Yan was flattered and kowtowed again and again, "Uncle Xie, Uncle Xie, the disciple will not live up to your high expectations, Be sure to follow the lì pass guò assessment. ”

Isn't it so happy to join the Qishan Sect and be the lowest disciple Murong Qingran saw Xiao Yan's face excited, as if he had taken some elixir, and even forgot about his injuries, and his heart was full of puzzlement.

Murong Qingran.

Who was calling her.

Murong Qingran was frightened by the sudden sound in her ears, and when she was about to turn her head to look at the person who made the voice, the voice said, "Don't move, it's the deity who is talking to you with the teleportation." ”

Murong Qingran didn't move, but he muttered in his heart, what can't be said in person, it's so mysterious.

"Two months later, you and Xiao Yan will come together."

So, five years ago, it still counts? Murong Qingran didn't expect it, but he also heard the meaning of the Qishan master's words, which was to ask her to join the Qishan faction with her own skills, just like Xiao Yan. She remembered that five years ago, the owner of Qishan personally told her that he wanted to accept her as an apprentice, why five years later, she would go to Qishan to apprentice by herself, this treatment was too bad, and she didn't know any martial arts, but she was afraid that she couldn't even climb the stone steps of Qishan.

Besides, after two months, everything will be over, and she will still worship which master and which martial arts will she learn.

Don't go. The corners of Murong Qingran's mouth moved.

"You will come to the deity." Master Qishan said firmly, like an order, and Murong Qingran was not allowed to refuse.

Murong Qingran hated being coerced the most, so he blurted out angrily, "Miss Ben is not going anywhere!" ”

"Sister Murong, where are you going?" Bajiao's question, Murong Qingran found that everyone present was looking at her inexplicably, Murong Qingran blushed, and said casually, "I mean, I won't go anywhere until your thirteenth senior brother is injured." ”

The thirteenth prince looked at her strangely, he would be so kind, he wouldn't think of how to play tricks on him again.

No one mentioned the matter of the spring again, such a heavy loss, countless casualties, just to find out the truth, if it was Murong Qingran a few days ago, maybe she would have done whatever it took to investigate, but now she retreated, although this Qishan master has strong martial arts, but he is a master who ignores the world, to say that it is more difficult to move him to take care of this matter than to ascend to the sky, Murong Qingran sighed, I am afraid it is another secret that cannot be solved. What is the treasure of Mantou Mountain in the mouth of the master of Sikoumen, and who gave him this Mantou Mountain? With the master of the Sikou Sect behind his back, what kind of shocking conspiracy is that person is plotting.

"Go down." The master of Qishan gave an order, who dared not to obey.

A black-clothed guard carried Xiao Yan on his back, a black-clothed guard supported the thirteen princes, and the octagonal obediently followed behind the master of Qishan, his little head was pressed low, and he didn't dare to raise his head again. Murong Qingran looked at the hundred-year-old pines and cypresses with some unwillingness, and he had to go down the mountain.

One day, Miss Ben will reveal the secret of this Mantou Mountain!

Even if you bomb the entire Mantou Mountain and raze it to the ground.

Murong Qingran secretly made up his mind.

The darkness cleared, the sky gradually brightened, the morning dew hung on the low bushes, and the birds chirped happily, full of life. R1154