"Stand up, let him have a long memory, don't think that the achievement of Jindan is so great!"

The sloppy old man grabbed Shan Thirteen, stood in front of Yang Liudong, raised his hand and shuddered a few times, and called Yang Liudong directly, but he didn't dare to scream, so he had to endure it.

"Don't be unconvinced, you have the ability to make it to the list, you back then, your cultivation was only six times in the Qi cultivation period, and it was far worse than Mountain Thirteen. ”

"You're not the same!" Yang Liudong muttered, although his voice was small, none of the people present were fuel-efficient lamps, so he could naturally hear them clearly.

Yun Potian and several people looked at each other and smiled, and said secretly: Senior Brother Yang directly poked the scar of Elder Taishang and stabbed the big basket.

"Bastard, you-"

The sloppy old man first jumped like thunder, then shook his head decadently, his cynical expression was rarely solemn, he looked at Shan Thirteen and said, "I am very satisfied with your performance, are you interested in participating in the next Xiuzhen Conference?"

Seeing that Shan Thirteen was a little dazed, the Great Elder Qingtu briefly introduced the Xiuzhen Conference, in fact, Shan Thirteen had already known, and he was just pretending to listen.

"The disciple's cultivation is limited, and he is embarrassed by the big responsibility, so I also ask the seniors to ask for another master. ”

Shan Thirteen smiled secretly, his strength was recognized, and the opportunity to turn over came. It's just that the sect can't be so cheap, so it can't recover its losses.

It's not that Shan Thirteen has a shelf, but the resources required for bone cultivation far exceed previous expectations, and every step is a massive consumption, relying on himself alone, what year can Ma Yue make progress.

"Are you qualified, your master will explain to you in detail later, how is that kid Zhang Tonglin?" the sloppy old man asked, and everyone remembered the purpose of this, and looked at Shan Thirteen one after another for an answer.

"Elder Zhang is here. Shan 13 carefully took out the porcelain altar in his arms and opened it.

"What's going on?"

The elder who was in charge of the first peak fell inexplicably, especially the few who were familiar with Zhang Tonglin, and they couldn't cry anymore, it was too sudden.

Shan 13 briefly told what happened, but the cause of Zhang Tonglin's death became that he was attacked by the opponent's fire magic weapon and was killed.

"This is the palm of the woman that Elder Zhang cut off, please take a look at it. ”

A pair of white and flawless Qianqian jade hands, without a trace of blood at the moment, slender nails in the firelight, strange and bewitching, like a living elf, disturbing people's hearts.

The sloppy old man stretched out his hand and grabbed it, slowly injecting true qi, and suddenly his palm, which had long been lifeless, showed signs of trembling, and an inexplicable power that could not be seen but could be perceived was running on its own, emitting a terrifying murderous aura.

"Yin and Yang Star Picker!"

The sloppy old man said softly, but in the ears of Yun Potian and the others, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and everyone was bloodless and full of angry anger.

As for the reason, no one explained to Shan Thirteen, but only informed the sect leader Yun Potian of the things that Elder Zhang had explained, and then all these great monks of the Jindan period left with solemn expressions.

Thinking that Wang Qingfu actually had such a big background, Shan Thirteen couldn't help but feel creepy, being remembered by a strong enemy, it was not a good thing after all, but the fragrant scene at the end was fascinating!

"Senior brother, you have a nosebleed, do you want to go to the medicine canteen to take a look?"

Shan Thirteen looked back and saw that there were many more disciples of Merit Peak around him, and the big boat in the lake had already burned and sunk, and there was no need to rescue him. Seeing that he was talking happily with the seniors of the sect, he was a disciple with a flexible mind, and he started talking.

"Ah, it's okay, that's it. Shan 13 quipped, but he was playing a drum in his heart, so he wouldn't have any problems!

"Senior brother, what should we do now?"

The elders of the sect came and went in a hurry, leaving a mess of things, which made Shan Thirteen anxious, and was faintly pushed to the cusp by the disciples of Merit Peak.

"They each went back to the house to sleep, waiting for the notice of the sect. ”

With a wave of the thirteen arms of the mountain, he left this place first, followed the route of memory, and returned to the location of the Great Wilderness Peak, which had long since become a collapsed barren mountain, but at this moment, there was a figure, and a single shadow stopped on the mountain.

The autumn night is cold, what are mortals doing this time?

No, although this person's breath is weak, how can it give people a familiar feeling?

Shan Thirteen suppressed the doubts in his heart, stepped forward, the man seemed to hear the movement, looking back, this look, Shan Thirteen was stunned.

The man had gray hair, sunken eye sockets that were barely visible, half of his cheeks were covered with burning scars, which were even more hideous in the night, and his thin body was barely standing on crutches.

"Master!"

Shan Thirteen's throat couldn't help choking, the master who had been missing for many years had turned out to be a mortal, how could it be like this, a body of cultivation?

"Huang Xiong, welcome home!" the old man said tremblingly.

There are no superfluous words, no lively scenes, only endless emotion after parting. Qi Xingzhi stubbornly didn't want to leave here, took Shan Thirteen's hand, and told the scene after the day's farewell.

Shan Thirteen's worries were not wrong, Shizun was able to survive the explosion of the thunderbolt bead, which was already a blessing in misfortune, but in the end, he was chased by coercion, but Shizun exhausted his true qi, and he was defeated by the power of thunder and injured the foundation of the dantian.

The experience of Shan Thirteen made Qi Xingzhi's smile open, especially when he said that the mountain protection array of Huangyan Village, under the reverse push of Shan Thirteen, he could actually compete with the great monks of the Jindan Period, which was really more exciting than he had done.

"Okay, I'll ask Elder Taishang to get your Five Elements Spirit Stone back, haha!"

Shan 13 didn't understand why Qi Xingzhi was so happy, but as long as the master was happy, it didn't matter if he contributed to the master, it was just a big deal to earn it himself.

"Master, the apprentice has a reluctant request, let me see your injuries, maybe there is a possibility of recovery?"

For Shizun's injury, Shan Thirteen has a greater certainty that he can recover it, whether it is slimming and beauty soup, or residual limb replantation, but the prerequisite is to prescribe the right medicine.

"What a big breath, and I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue!"

Yang Liudong's familiar voice came from the bottom of the mountain, and before the words fell, the figure had already arrived in front of Shan Thirteen, his expression was even indifferent, and his fierce momentum deliberately oppressed Shan Thirteen.

Shan Thirteen's face turned green, and the good things that the sloppy old man did made Yang Liudong kneel in front of him, how he would get along with people in the sect in the future, with Elder Yang's fiery temper, it was enough for him to drink a pot.

"Senior Brother Yang, this is the thirteenth of Xiaotu Mountain. Qi Xingzhi didn't seem to know about the embarrassing relationship between the two, and enthusiastically introduced: "Thirteen, this is your Uncle Yang, a great monk in the Jindan period, you have to ask for advice in the future." ”

"Disciple Shan Thirteen greets Master Yang!" Shan Thirteen bent down deeply and greeted respectfully.

"Hehe, I don't dare to be a big gift for my nephew, I will not only cultivate to a superman at a young age, but also rejuvenate my hands, my knee has been a little sore recently, and I will trouble my nephew in the future. Yang Liudong snorted coldly and said in a non-yin and non-yang manner.

"Senior Brother Yang misunderstood, the apprentice just comforted me, where would he cure the disease and save people, the young man ran the train with his mouth full, he couldn't take it seriously!" Qi Xingzhi didn't know Shan Thirteen's methods, thinking that it was just a piece of filial piety of Shan Thirteen.

"Senior brother in charge asked your master and apprentice to come over, and the word has already arrived, so please do it!"

After Yang Liudong finished speaking, he picked up Qi Xingzhi, and a few flashes had already reached a few miles away, and the sand and stones flew everywhere he passed, choking the thirteen mountains who followed him into dust.

Shan Thirteen scolded in his belly: "Sloppy old man, one day you will look good!"