Chapter 132: Gu Changkang Lemon
Sunny days.
The disciples of the Star Pavilion all looked at them with envy, and they saw that their senior sister Bingyu and the two senior brothers had a chance to go down the mountain to see the outside world.
Gu Changkang glanced at the crowd with a pair of hands behind his back, then turned around and walked away.
Master is really not his own master!
Once, he asked Senior Brother, "Senior Brother, why can all the disciples of the Star Pavilion only have one Master?" β
The elder brother's mouth opened and he didn't speak.
"We are obviously taught by the real master to practice swords and study, why can't we get close to these people who teach us swordsmanship as masters?"
The senior brother turned the bi flute in his hand, squinted his eyes, and answered his question cautiously: "This...... Probably the three hidden gates of the Flood Desolate Continent have all done this. β
"Isn't it? I think I've heard that Kunlun isn't. β
"Changkang, instead of questioning Master's purpose for asking us so much, it's better to practice swords!"
"But since we all call the Pavilion Master to feed Master, why does Master never teach us to cultivate the Qiankun Technique?"
"Changkang! The Qiankun Technique is an ancient secret technique unique to the Liexing Pavilion, and only by becoming a truly loyal disciple of the Liexing Pavilion can you have the opportunity to cultivate in the futureββ"
"Really?"
In short, the senior brother is the senior brother, and he didn't mention it again after that.
Even the seniors who really taught them to practice swords didn't ask this.
But today, when I saw that the second senior brother was sent to Shangyongcheng again, Gu Changkang was really a lemon.
My heart is sour.
This time, the master not only sent the second senior brother, a beloved apprentice, but also asked the senior sister Bingyu to go with him, what I heard about last night...... Senior Sister Bingyu went to Lingshan to secretly be hostile to Shi Yang'er, and sending her down the mountain to protect Shi Yang'er this time can be regarded as an experience for her.
Depend on!
This can be regarded as experience, and he Gu Changkang also needs it.
He stood on a high place, turned his head, and looked at the back of the wasteland that was fading away, and then he looked in the direction of the Bright Star Pavilion.
The Pavilion of the Stars was so strange in his eyes, so strange that he didn't seem to know anyone......
But in the Bright Star Pavilion that he couldn't see through, the Ambilight Picture Scroll was still connected to the sky and the earth, the fish were swimming in the sky, and there were rippling water ripples on the ground, and the Scarlet Pavilion Lord was as calm as yesterday in his cultivation, and he didn't seem to be affected in any way.
It was far away from the enchantment of the Star Pavilion, and Shi Yang'er was still turning around and waving to the black-pressed teenagers and sighing:
"This is the bearing of the world's No. 1 Hidden Gate Pavilion Master? How incredible! β
"What's incredible? Miss Shi. Zichuan Kaede smirked straightforwardly.
"Xiaochuan, you really broke my heart for my master."
"What's wrong?"
"Can't you just think a little bit about why I'm so happy?"
Zichuan Feng laughed and looked at the senior sister and the second senior brother, "Are you because we sent you home?" β
"Or else?"
At this moment, not only did she really feel that she had more face, but her stupid master quietly wrapped the lotus flower around her wrist as soon as she stepped out of the enchantment, and there were so many people behind her who watched them leave, it was really too face-saving.
Jun Ruzhan rode a brown steed and took a deep breath, to be honest, he was also very puzzled by the master's intention to arrange this.
also sank his face and urged: "Shi Yang'er, let's go." β
If they go home at this speed, I'm afraid they won't be able to go to Shangyong City until next year.
Shi Yang'er pursed her lips, "I haven't seen enough of your junior brother." β
Bing Yu raised her eyebrows: "Senior brother? Who? β