The fourth junior brother looked dazed, "I didn't do anything-"

He frowned, and tried to recall: "At that time, she was holding the bell in one hand, and the index finger of the other hand was curled, saying that she wanted to give it a try, and the bell was loud enough—"

The senior brother's face changed slightly, and he asked, "What happened later?" ”

The fourth junior brother looked aggrieved, he really didn't know what was going on: "Later, she played it, and then the bell rang!" ”

After a pause, he added seriously: "The voice is quite crisp." ”

In addition to him, in the main hall, Wen Zong's contemporary, the expressions of several other senior brothers have become quite strange.

No matter how sluggish the fourth junior brother was, he sensed that something was wrong, and he cautiously asked, "What?" What's wrong? ”

The second senior brother in Tsing Yi coughed lightly twice, and kindly reminded him: "Fourth senior brother, have you forgotten?" There is no pendulum when the bell rings! ”

In other words, this treasure at home can't be knocked at all!

Unless—

Zhong Ling himself is willing to cooperate with the person who rings the bell!

And the one who can let his little snob-eyed fairy take the initiative to cooperate-

Wenzong's brothers and sisters glanced at each other, and they had already made a decision in their hearts - this little girl who looks like a general horn is probably really the author of that article on the town!

The second senior brother in Tsing Yi was the first to react, and he raised his feet and walked towards the outside of the hall: "I haven't seen the eighth senior brother for a long time, I'll go and get close to him!" ”

Zhenguo!

That's the text of Zhenguo!

How long has it been since this secret realm has been published?

10,000 years, or 20,000 years?

It's a desperately long time.

Desperate to the point that Wenzong has gone from a top sect in the world of cultivation with tens of millions of disciples, to now there are seven or eight kittens, and even the annual collection of sect members is not allowed to be shared with other immortal sects, just in exchange for some spirit stones, which can be used as cultivation funds.

When the second senior brother in Tsing Yi was about to step out of the threshold, the senior brother in charge suddenly spoke: "The little junior sister is afraid that she has the qualifications of a saint, so let's give myself a sealing spell first!" ”

After saying that, the senior brother of the head of the sect took the lead, took out a dim medium-grade spirit stone from his sleeve, pinched a spell, and a golden light flashed on his lips.

The other junior disciples silently followed the elder brother's move, took out the spirit stone from their sleeves, and cast spells.

In the end, only the fourth child was left, standing in the hall awkwardly, looking at the senior brother for help, "I-"

The senior brother shook his head helplessly and handed over his spirit stone.

The fourth junior brother is upright, but he cherishes his juniors too much, knowing that his nephew's qualifications are not good, he still can't help but always secretly give his quota to his nephew.

He is also a single, always spread his hands, and his face is calm: "Our little broken place, not to mention those big demon kings and big devils, even those little thieves, who wants to come in and cause trouble?" ”

The implication is that a poor man with bare feet will still be afraid that people will come to steal his shoes?

The boss can't do anything about him, but now he has to help him.

The fourth senior brother took the spirit stone, and quickly cast a spell on himself, seeing that this already dull spirit stone was a little dim, the senior brother in charge snatched back the spirit stone in distress, wiped it with a handkerchief, and then put it back in his sleeve.

The second senior brother in Tsing Yi followed the senior brothers to toss like this, and he was not in a hurry to leave, and turned to look at the senior brother in charge: "The little junior sister is born with a stone body, how should she teach?" ”

Senior Brother in charge pondered for a moment, "If it's really a natural saint, there shouldn't be any need to teach...... Let her go. ”

The brothers bowed down in unison and sang a promise: "I respect the decree of the master." ”

So, after Yuan Wanying stayed for two days, she found that she was successfully admitted to a Xiuxian University that did not have any homework, and naturally did not have exams.

Life is simply not too pretty.

In the past two days, she has also become familiar with Wenzong's senior brothers, and she learned that Wenzong's senior brothers are all orphans - since two generations ago, Wenzong has been unable to recruit disciples in his secret realm!

The disciples of Wenzong in the previous generation had no choice but to raise some orphans, and when they grew up, they naturally entered the door wall.

Since it is an orphan, it is unified to have the surname Wen, from top to bottom, from the head of the senior brother to the eighth junior brother, in turn called firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar tea, and the last one, received later, and a little silly, simply called an idiot, called the idiot.

When Yuan Wanying first knew the names of her senior brothers, she was very speechless, did you really take the name of this kind of foodie sect as a disciple of Wenzong?

It can be seen from this that the background of Wenzong has reached such a bad point!

Another thing confirms this.

Yuan Wanying found that although when she was in school on Earth, she wished that every day was a holiday, but when she played casually every day, life was really boring.

After playing for two days, she couldn't help but find the fourth senior brother Wen Yan, "Senior brother, what techniques can I learn from this sect?" ”

The fourth senior brother looked dazed: "This door? Magic? ”

"Does this sect have a spell?"

If it weren't for the second senior brother Wen Mi who accidentally cut a palace beauty with paper and danced under the moon, the second senior brother was enjoying the moon and the beauty while tasting a little wine-

Yuan Wanying is afraid that she will really believe it, she is a little unhappy, she can not teach her, but she can't lie to her and say no.

She directly sold the second senior brother: "I saw the second senior brother cutting paper for people yesterday, isn't it the magic of this sect?" ”

Wen Yan immediately patted his head and said suddenly: "That, but it's not the technique of this sect, it was learned by your second senior brother from the outside." ”

After Wen Yan's explanation, Yuan Wanying understood that this technique has been lost for many years, and the skills of the brothers and sisters are all learned from wandering outside after they become adults.

Yuan Wanying was a little confused, she couldn't help asking, "Then am I, I can't go out to learn things until I become an adult?" ”

The fourth senior brother's eyes were instantly full of pity when he looked at her: "Ninth Senior Sister, you can't get out-"

"Because we don't have spirit stones, the immortal boat can't be activated."

Her mouth was wide open, a little difficult to accept this fact, and she stammered and asked, "But, but, when you took me to Xianmen, didn't you drive a magic boat?!" ”

Wen Yan touched her little head, took out his magic boat from his sleeve, and put it down in her hand: "That is the spirit stone sponsored by the senior brother of the master, as soon as he came back, he took back the spirit stone." ”

"Anyway, senior brother doesn't have a spirit stone to activate this little thing, so senior sister will take it as a small piece!"

Yuan Wanying: "......"

Is!

I don't know, I thought that Wenzong was rich and rich, and even the magic boat could be used as a handle!

Speaking of handles, Yuan Wanying looked down at her waist, from the day she entered, I don't know if it was the threat of overexerting her head, and the little bronze bell and small gong that scared her directly stuck to her!