The air pressure of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect all decreased with the defeat of this ring competition, after all, this is really a matter of losing your share when you say it. The disciples who stayed inside the mountain gate, especially the monks on the top of Xiaoyun Peak, were worried about the mood of the head of the sect at this time, but they still had to say something cool below.

These people did not participate in the ring competition, some because of insufficient cultivation, and some because they stayed in the mountain gate. But whatever it is, now that the matter is over, those people can show their disdain behind their backs. It seems that if these people followed along, they would definitely not lose this ring fight. This "if" doesn't mean anything, it's just a simple mockery.

The atmosphere in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect suddenly became tense, and the monks who bumped into it on the road every day seemed to be about to fight.

Originally, there were two classes of monks in the mountain gate, but now there is a collective contradiction, and both sides are even more unpleasant. If it weren't for the prohibition of private fighting in the mountain gate, it would have been a weapon fight at this time.

Although Nuomi was a member of the competition who went there with her, she still lived in the room where the handyman lived, and she was with Sun Min. The bed of the pillar is still empty, and no one has come to inquire about it. Nuomi once met the person in charge of the punishment hall on the side of the main hall. She only remembered that this monk was in charge of the entire Qingquan Peak disciples, and she didn't know the identity of the other party. But among the people she recognized the face, there was only such a pure person who could know the news of the pillar.

Qingming Zhenren is naturally a person who knows the news of the pillar, but where does Nuomi dare to come to Qingming Zhenren. Now that he saw a clean person, he gritted his teeth, and finally cautiously inquired about the news of the pillar.

The Jingyi people are an outlier on Qingquan Peak, iron-faced and selfless, and they are very famous. There is no disciple in this mountain gate who is really clean, and ordinary disciples see a clean person, but they all walk away from the road, where will they take the initiative to come forward. Jingyi saw that Nuomi actually asked him about something, and he was really surprised, listening to it to ask an inconsequential disciple, he frowned and thought about it, but he also told Nuomi.

Although the pillar is just a handyman, there are not many disciples who can go down the mountain, and Zhuzi is allowed to go down the mountain if he is a real person in Qingming, which is really eye-catching. Although there were some days before and after, the Jingyi people still remembered such an individual cultivator.

Nuomi knew that the pillar had gone down the mountain, and she couldn't help but be a little disappointed. She was now looking forward to someone to listen to her. However, since the pillar only went down the mountain after the words of the master, she could rest assured. Previously, she had always been worried that Senior Brother Zhuzi was often absent, and she didn't know if she would be punished by the mountain gate. If you have the master, it is no wonder that no one has lived in the room all the time.

Sun Min can't look down on the appearance of glutinous rice who always thinks about the pillar. There was one less person in this room, and there was something missing. He lived in it and was a little more empty, and he simply scoffed at the idea of glutinous rice. He is also a miscellaneous servant, but he knows that glutinous rice cannot have any expression in the ring, so he can't say that he repels glutinous rice.

Sometimes, Sun Min even feels a little sympathetic to glutinous rice. I always feel that a baby as small as Nuomi has no backing in the mountain gate, and suddenly climbed to that position, and there is no matching spiritual root and cultivation, maybe one day he will become cannon fodder. He didn't have that close relationship with glutinous rice, but recently he has become nervous in the mountain gate, but he has been a little tired of glutinous rice.

The miscellaneous disciples below don't know that those inner and outer disciples are quietly spreading the powerful background behind Nuomi, Sun Min has always only regarded Nuomi as the little orphan who will be mixed into the mountain gate, and everyone takes care of her inside and out, Nuomi, such a medicine refining boy is mixed in the circle of miscellaneous disciples, and he has not been ostracized. Naturally, she couldn't have been accepted.

Glutinous rice itself doesn't mind this. All she had wanted all the way was to have a smooth life, and now that no one was disturbing her practice, she was happy. Even though there are still things in my heart, the position of Senior Brother Zhuzi and the matter of Huā Mian Ye Fan, the mind of hard cultivation is unchanged.

When she was down the mountain, because the spiritual power of the outside world was really insufficient, she was a little lazy. Now that she has finally returned to the mountain, the aura in the mountain gate is full, and she can practice in the main hall again, and even the excuse of being lazy is gone. She is diligent in nature, where can she play any slippery heads, and she practices seriously every day.

Originally, she still wanted to give Sun Min some of the pills, but Sun Min didn't want her things at all now. In the end, I still feel that the pill is too valuable. Nuomi didn't dare to confess to Sun Min, saying that she had a bottle of elixir on her body, Sun Min thought that she had finally mixed such a pill, frowned and waved her hand to refuse.

"If you give me this, I don't dare ask for it. If you put it on your body, you are afraid that it will be stolen, and if you eat it, you are afraid that you will not be able to digest it. If you want to eat it, you should eat it yourself. Sun Min waved at the glutinous rice very impatiently, but in the end, he still couldn't hide the surprise and longing in his eyes, "Take it away, take it away." How amazing is the medicine boy? It's great to mix up a pill and show it off in front of me. Hurry up and take it. ”

Nuomi blinked, a little bit not quite understanding what Sun Min meant. She could see Sun Min's desire, this elixir was not something that she couldn't get now, she took it out and gave it to Sun Min, but she didn't expect Sun Min to have such an attitude.

"What are you doing dangling this thing in front of me, are you holding it to make you angry? Don't take it away yet. ”

Sun Min was still frowning, seeing that Nuomi was still standing next to him with the pill and staring at him, he simply snatched the pill in Nuomi's hand with one hand and stuffed it into Nuomi's mouth with his backhand.

"Go and go, always show off in front of me, and eat it yourself."

"Ahh......h Mmmm......mm Where did Nuomi think that Sun Min was such a reaction, the pill was stuffed into her mouth, she couldn't spit out the pill anymore, she could only shout in a sigh, and quickly swallowed the pill, "Senior brother, you...... Senior brother, why are you ...... like this?"

Nuomi felt aggrieved.

"Hehe, do you still think that I owe you a favor? I don't. You can toss whatever you want, I don't care about helping you clean up, and I don't have to buy me with the pill. Sun Min shook his hand, and seeing that Nuomi was still that aggrieved, he stood in front of him with a wrinkled face, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch Nuomi's face, "Go and cultivate your practice." ”

Nuomi pouted, but he also knew that the pill could not be wasted, so he quickly climbed into bed and meditated.

Sun Min was really envious. He himself had been in the mountain gate for three or five years, and he had come a little earlier than the pillars. But he has been mixed for so long, but he can't compare to a new baby like Nuomi, he feels unconvinced.

Especially thinking of the intimate relationship between glutinous rice and the pillar, Sun Min was so angry that his heart and liver hurt.

On Qingquan Peak, he was not the only one who stepped into this immortal cultivation world. In addition to him, there was another peasant in the village next to them, who also went up the mountain with him, and he was also in this Qingquan Peak. That person and the pillar entered Qingquan Peak in the same year, and they were also individual cultivators, so Sun Min looked at the pillar unpleasantly no matter what.

The man was very crude. The family used to work part-time, and often went to Sun Min's village with the elders to do some chores. When the two met, the man was only a little older, because he didn't eat enough, he was thin and small, and only had a pair of bright eyes.

Sun Min is one of the few children in the village who goes to school, so he has become an outlier in the village. There are a lot of envy of him, but more babies have isolated him, even if they envy him, they just hide it in their hearts, and they don't play with Sun Min at all.

Only the little short-term worker from outside, every time he went to Sun Min's village, he had to lie outside Sun Min's window, watch him study inside, and cautiously ask, "Can you teach me to read?" ”

Sun Min didn't want to deal with that dirty little thing at all. He's different, he's completely different from the mud feet in the village.

Sure enough, Sun Min was quickly picked by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and became a miscellaneous disciple of Qingquan Peak. Although he is a miscellaneous servant, he is already different from those mortals who are struggling to survive under the mountain, and he is more glorious than being a nine-rank petty official. Those who looked down on him and isolated him in the past all came to the door one after another that day, and he naturally left the house with his head held high proudly.

He just never thought that after only three years, the little guy he was tired of appeared on Qingquan Peak. That person is still not as talented as him, and he can only be an individual cultivator, but when he faces him, he is still the same as he was at the beginning.

greeted him vulgarly, as if he was familiar with him, and it didn't matter that the person around him was a group of physique cultivators with faces full of flesh growing up to their faces.

Every time Sun Min saw the pillar, he couldn't help but think of that person, and he couldn't help but want to frown. He wanted to ignore the man completely, but he couldn't get rid of it after all. He didn't have a good temperament, he was ostracized in the village when he was a child, and he didn't learn how to communicate well with others, and after two or three years of mixing, he only had a little friendship with the fellow villager who was always one-sided and enthusiastic about him.

The last time Zhu Zizi went crazy, he had nowhere to go, and in the end he had to borrow those physical dwellings to spend the night. There is really nothing more helpless than this, it is simply sad and inexplicable. (To be continued.)