"Senior brother," the drunken Liu Chuxuan said suddenly.

"Senior brother, what's the matter?" Qiu replied.

"Don't forget that you're not in charge after all." Liu Chuxuan continued.

"Of course I haven't forgotten, I'm just helping Ma Yu deal with affairs, after all, he's not very skilled." Qiu Chuji still looked gentle and elegant, and his voice remained in the same tone.

"That's for the best." Liu Chuxuan stood up, glanced at it meaningfully, and then carried the golden goose gong and flew out.

Qiu Chuji looked at Liu Chuxuan's light skill, and couldn't help but feel deeply jealous. Because this light skill is really superb, I am afraid that it will take a few years of practice to be so chic.

The world thinks that you have been addicted to wine and meat since the death of your master, but they don't know that you are the one who has practiced martial arts best. Qiu said silently in his heart.

It's a pity that I didn't get the master's master's mastery, innate skills. Otherwise, it is not certain who has the highest martial arts. When Qiu Chuji thought of this, he was also helpless, and his innate skills had already gone to the underworld with Wang Chongyang.

But it's a pity that Liu Chuxuan has no interest in power. No matter how high his martial arts are, as long as he still controls this True Sect, he can only become a thug. Qiu Chuji was relieved.

On the side, Ma Yu, who had already gone back, was persuading his wife Sun Buer.

"You say, which Qiu is like this, are you still in charge?"

"Madame, don't panic, no matter how arrogant he is now, it's only for a while. When I finish practicing Master's innate skills in wearing me, I can slap him to death with one palm. ”

"But he's too arrogant now, you can bear it, I can't swallow this breath." Sun Buji angrily smashed the table next to him.

"Madame just needs to think of him as a grasshopper. No matter how hard he is, he can't escape the fate of death. Ma Yu held Sun Buer's hand, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

This Qiu Chuji has repeatedly prevented himself from becoming the leader, and has joined the other two to contradict himself, bent on monopolizing power. If you don't get rid of this son, then what kind of head will you be, and how good it would be to go home and farm.

"Not far away, not far away." Ma Yu gently stroked Sun Buer's hand and muttered to himself.

At the same time, the National Teacher and his entourage entered Zhongnan Mountain in a mighty manner and headed straight for the location of the Quanzhen Sect.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes appeared in front of him, and even if he was wearing a Taoist robe, he could not hide the righteousness on his body.

Seeing that this person's eyes were clear, his temples were bulging high, and his hands and feet were waving powerfully, and the most important thing was that he had just shown a superb light skill, and he floated straight down from a tree dozens of meters high.

As far as the eye can see, there will not be many people in the world who can do it.

So the national teacher bowed slightly, showing a trace of respect to the person in front of him, but he did not lose the arrogance that the royal family should have. "Dare to ask who your Excellency is and why you are blocking our way."

"Below is Wang Chuyi, one of the seven sons of Quanzhen." The man's reply was resounding.

"Oh, it turned out to be the famous Yuyangzi brother in the rivers and lakes. I don't know if the first brother has held an official position in the court? ”

"How can a cultivator be tempted by worldly fame?" Wang Chuyi was obviously a little angry, in their opinion, being an official is really a shameful thing, and only cultivation is the most decent thing in the world.

"That means that you don't have an official position in the court, brother." The national teacher stroked his non-existent beard, and then his tone changed, becoming murderous, like a cold sharp knife.

"Why didn't the person who saw the royal family in my Song Dynasty kneel? Are you blind to the law and despise the Son of Heaven? ”

But who is Wang Chuyi, one of the seven sons of Quanzhen, and one of the strongest people in the rivers and lakes, saying that the words of the national teacher can only scare and scare those young people who are just starting out of the rivers and lakes. In the face of an old fritter like himself, it's useless.

So Wang Chuyi said unhurriedly: "The national teacher's words are serious, and he is a cultivator below, and he only kneels to immortals." If you think that the emperor is so virtuous, he will not embarrass me as a little cultivator. ”

The national teacher still wanted to say something, but a person who looked like a military advisor on the side pulled him, gently shook the feather fan in his hand, and shook his head at him.

Then he took the words of the national teacher and said, "What the Taoist chief said is also true, I wonder if your sect can arrange a resting place for us in the world after receiving the prayer post?" ”

"Of course, please come with me." As soon as Wang Chuyi made a gesture of please, with a slight footstep, he galloped away to the mountain.

These people brought by the national teacher are also good at martial arts, although they still carry sedan chairs and luggage, but their light skills have not been inferior by half a point.

In front of Wang Yi's heart was slightly shocked, and his vigilance against these people was greatly increased, it seems that these people are not idle people, what is the purpose of the emperor sending these people to my Quanzhen Sect? I can't guess.

"Ladies and gentlemen, your resting place has arrived. If you have any problems, just call me a disciple of the True Faith Sect to come to me. "The king stood in a courtyard.

"Then I will ask the first brother to take care of me." The national teacher smiled and said authentically.

"By the way, everyone remember, don't go to the forbidden place in the back mountain, otherwise you will be invited out of the Quanzhen Sect." As soon as Wang Chu finished speaking, he didn't stop, picked up Jin Yangong, tapped his footsteps a few times, and went away.

Naturally, he won't personally monitor these people, although these people's martial arts are good, but as long as there are Quanzhen Seven Sons, they won't be able to make much waves.

Therefore, he only arranged for a clever disciple to monitor these people, so that he could report to him if he had any situation. He's going to be busy cultivating.

After all, in the hearts of these people, there is nothing like monasticism.

The national teacher and the military advisor came to a room, and after making sure that there were no eyes and ears, they began to discuss the next action.

In the end, the two decided to observe for a few days before finding out the specific situation of the Quanzhen Sect, after all, their understanding of the Quanzhen Sect was limited to rumors on the rivers and lakes. As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, one hundred battles will not be defeated, anyway, the excuse for coming here is to apprentice, as long as that immortal does not appear for a day, his gang can stay in the Quanzhen Sect.

Taking the time to investigate is obviously a better option than burying your head in the red.

Just when the group of national teachers, in the name of admiring Taoism, were wandering around in the Quanzhen Sect. Li Ming and Li Mochou walked out of the ancient tomb together.

"Don't worry, let's go to the town below the mountain first."

"Of course, everything is up to the junior brother." Li Mochou replied. Since Li Ming's apprenticeship, Li Mochou's title to him has become junior brother. This made Li Ming a head shorter than Li Mochou, which made Li Ming very unhappy.

Among the two, Li Mochou took advantage of the light work and took Li Ming to the bottom of the mountain.

Li Ming's purpose in coming out this time was naturally not to play, his goal was the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Quanzhen Sect.

After Li Ming's medicine was taken, it can be said that he will never forget it. Give him a little time, and he can write down all the books in the Scripture Pavilion. It's just that it's still noon, and it's more appropriate to wait until midnight to do this kind of thing.