Well? Why does the person lying inside look familiar? The movements of Deacon Wang's hands couldn't help but slow down,

It may be that he breathed fresh air, the unconscious Jia Long woke up, struggled to raise his head, opened his mouth and was just about to call for help, a cloud of yellow smoke curled down, and happened to be sucked into Jia Long's mouth,

Uh~~ Deacon Wang was dumbfounded, what kind of operation is this? Self-sufficient, or are you holding back your big moves?

When Jia Long inhaled the yellow smoke, he felt as if he had eaten a mouthful of stool, and the stench went straight to the heavens, and the strong nausea made him vomit.

Vomit~~~~

Bang ~ Bang Bang ~ ~ Bang Bang ~ ~ Bang Bang ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

A string of beaded farts, streams of yellow smoke gushed out from the back door, and went straight to Deacon Wang,

Where has Deacon Wang been provoked like this, his eyes are on fire, and he shouted: "Bold and demonic, dare to come to my Jiuxuanzong to make trouble, look at the stick......"

A mace with the thickness of a basketball and a length of more than three feet rose in the air, and the spikes of the head of the club flashed with a faint blue cold light, and with a whoosh, it went straight to Jia Long...... The back door......

Burst~~~

Yes~~~~

…………

Song Xiaojian was upwind of Jia Long, and he was not smoked by the smell, but when he saw the yellow smoke and heard the sound of the fart, he was still dumbfounded.

I didn't expect the thief to be sent by Jia Long's little hooligan, which can be regarded as a crooked beating, but the effect of ventilation pills. It's too against the sky, isn't it?

Isn't it just a few fart worms and a few earthworms, how can they be so powerful?

The triumphant voice of the machine spirit sounded in the bottom of his heart, "Host, you know how powerful I am!" ”

Song Xiaojian couldn't believe it, and muttered, "How is it possible, that ventilation pill, but it is only synthesized by humus farts insects, how can it have such great power?" ”

The machine spirit said arrogantly: "Hmph, I've told you, I'm the strongest synthesizer in the universe, but it's not comparable to those copycats, the things I synthesize, the effects have been strengthened, hum~~~"

Ignoring the arrogant machine spirit, a cheap smile appeared on the corner of Song Xiaojian's mouth, his original intention was to make the thief whole, but he never thought that it would end up on Jia Long,

Put your hands together and look compassionate: "The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant, this is the will of God, and the will of heaven cannot be violated, so, classmate Jia, please mourn!" ”

………………

Three days later,

The cafeteria, full of people,

In front of the mountain of Jiuxuanzong, the new disciple area, here is a group of twelve or thirteen-year-old hairy boys, except for the square, the teaching hall, the scripture pavilion, the canteen and the accommodation area, the sect has not set up any entertainment and pastime places at all, not even a shop,

The cafeteria has naturally become a gathering place for this group of hairy boys to chat and fart.

"Liu Yipeng, do you know the fart king?"

"Who doesn't know the fart king, isn't it the king of the fart?"

"What kind of Jia fart king, that's the real fart king, even for an hour, half of the accommodation area is shrouded in yellow smoke, many disciples can't eat for the past two days, they vomit when they eat, I heard that they also stained Deacon Wang's mace, that's what ordinary farts can do?"

"Wouldn't it? Deacon King's mace? That's a Xuan-level magic weapon, is King Jia's fart really that powerful? ”

"That's still fake, otherwise how can you be called the king of farts? I heard that the things in Deacon Wang's space ring are all the smell of the fart king, let me tell you, whoever you provoke now, don't mess with Jia Long, otherwise he will kill you with a fart. ”

"Damn, is this still fart, it's just a biological weapon, no wonder Deacon Wang's face has been so bad in the past two days."

"Xuan-level magic weapon, I was polluted by a fart, can my face not be bad, don't make a mistake in the past two days, or ......"

………………

In the main hall of the front mountain, Deacon Wang stuffed cotton in his nostrils, held the baby mace in both hands, and had tears in his eyes, "Bang'er, Bang'er, you and I have been all over the world for most of your life, and you haven't killed any demons, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, you ended up planted on the fart......"

Elder Jiu lay on the bench, "Lao Wang, what's the big deal, isn't it just a little taste, don't cry like a girl, when do you think I ever cared about the taste?" ”

Deacon Wang's neck was bruised, "Old man with wine, don't stand and talk without backache......"

Elder Wine: "I'm not standing......"

Deacon Wang: "@%%#*%......"

………………

Jia Long... Oh no...... Our new room for the King of Farts,

It turned out that the room had long been inhabitable, not only his room could not be inhabited, but even the room within a radius of 50 meters around it could not be inhabited.

At the request of all the new disciples, Deacon Wang arranged Jia Long to a small building closest to the toilet, don t you know how to fart, next to this toilet, just put it.

Poor comrade fart king, at this time, his hair is yellow, his eye sockets are deep, and his lips are like the land that has been dry for thousands of years, and he is not at all white and round as before.

If it weren't for the ups and downs of his chest and the rolling of his eyes, he would be a mummy,

Although he ate a stick from Deacon Wang that night, his buttocks were exploded, but that small injury had already been cured, but the injuries on his body were cured, and the shadow area in his heart was ......

Jia San's nostrils were stuffed with cotton, holding a bowl of gruel, and said angrily: "Da Lang, it's time to take medicine...... Oh, no, young master, drink some, take care of your body and then find Song Xiaojian for revenge. ”

Jia Long was lying on the bed, and suddenly shuddered when he heard this, "Report to your mother B, why are you still messing with that slut?" Also, if you dare to flip through Lao Tzu's book again, Lao Tzu ......"

Although the wound on his buttocks was healed and he no longer farted, Jia Long was very frightened in his heart, the dantian's true qi couldn't be sensed anyway, as if it was released along with the fart.

He didn't dare to tell others at all, he didn't know if he would be immediately demoted to a miscellaneous servant after it was leaked out, and where did he still have the heart to trouble Song Xiaojian now......

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The Ninth Peak of the Nine Xuanzong,

This is the mountain peak where the disciples of the sect live during the qi refining period, also known as the outer gate.

The remnant sun is slanting to the west, an airship reflects the golden afterglow, stopping at the airport of the ninth peak, and the sword can only fly during the foundation building period, and under the foundation, it can only rely on the airship to go back and forth between the nine peaks.

Chi Yan tidied up the red robe that had become a hole and walked down from the airship,

"Damn, failed again."

Chi Yan's only remaining eyebrows were raised, and his eyes were full of unwillingness, "Little fire snake, you wait for me......" jumped up and swept towards the mountainside residence,

"Huowa, you haven't built a foundation yet, look at you dressed as a beggar, could it be that you failed again?"

As soon as he arrived at his small courtyard, Chi Yan saw a white-robed young man, carrying a long sword, holding a wine bottle in his hand, leaning against the courtyard door, drinking without a sip, as if he knew that he was coming back today.

Holding his hands on his chest, "Water baby, why are you here?" Didn't you go to the eighth peak, and you still worship Elder Wine as a teacher, why do you have time to come to me, something? ”

The white-robed young man looked up at the sky and sighed, "Can't you come if you're fine?" Without you as an opponent, life is really lonely like snow. ”

Chi Yan sneered: "Why, there are so many senior brothers in the eighth peak, no one is your opponent?" ”