Just when Miss Shen was full of regret that she didn't push the pot cleanly, Qin Qingyang, who was in the building outside the mountain, also started to push the pot without a lower limit.

In the hall, a middle-aged man in a dark robe sat on the first seat with a straight face, with a serious look on his face.

"Say, what trouble did you kid get into today, and you dare to go to the ghost market? Kindness? It's boring, isn't it? ”

The middle-aged man's majestic aura only lasted for three seconds, and then he threw a cup angrily towards Qin Qingyang's façade, Qin Qingyang closed his eyes when he saw this, waiting for the cup to be thrown up.

The expected pain did not arrive, Qin Qingyang opened his eyes suspiciously, but looked at his little junior brother who caught the cup with one hand.

"Uncle Shi, maybe there is something inside here, it's better to listen to Senior Brother first!"

A humble and gentle voice came, and looking at the voice, the young man was dressed in white, with a modest and polite smile on the corner of his mouth, a gentleman like jade, a polite man, and a long figure, but it could be seen that the young man who was as warm as water was missing his right arm.

Seeing that it was the young man who spoke up, the Venerable Master Hua Zhen also suppressed his temper, and turned to Qin Qingyang angrily, and said angrily,

"You kid, because you are a senior brother, you are unreliable in the whole Northland, if you can have the same sensibility as Mu Bai, the old man will not have to worry so much. Hurry up and say, what's going on! ”

Qin Qingyang looked at his uncle, his eyes shrank, then he touched his nose and said,

"That's right, Qingyang heard that today's signature wine Zhuyeqing in the Qingfeng Building at the foot of Kunshan is on sale, and he is going to buy two jars and come back to prepare them for Uncle Huale, but he didn't expect to see a person with the power of Gu Ling and suspicious behavior there.

I was puzzled, so I followed, I don't know, I was really scared when I followed.

That person turned out to be a dark witch, and I thought that it was not a good thing for the dark witch to sneak into Dongling, so I thought about catching it back and interrogating it to see what I could ask.

But this fight only knew that that guy's spiritual power was strong, several times as much as mine, and it was estimated that the level was about the witch king, so don't you hurry back and report back. ”

Qin Qingyang said vividly, the similarity between the words and Miss Shen's story is really high, if you don't know, you can be related to these two guys or have already passed the letter.

Looking at Qin Qingyang's serious appearance, the Venerable Hua Zhen was suspicious for a while, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked again,

"What's going on with the ghost market, you followed the dark witch in?"

Qin Qingyang clapped his hands after hearing this, looked at his uncle with a serious face, and said,

"Of course, Uncle Shi, do you think I look like someone who will be idle and have nothing to do to visit some ghost market?"

The Venerable Master Hua Zhen seemed to think about it seriously, nodded and said,

"Although you are a little skinny, you can be regarded as the one I grew up watching from childhood to adulthood, and you are not the kind of person who has no right mind and no morality, I will believe you for the time being."

Looking at the Venerable Hua Zhen's already believing appearance, Qin Qingyang showed the standard smile of a good man, and continued with a warm and well-behaved smile,

"Naturally, if Uncle Shi doesn't believe it, there is also the Huo Yuanshuang in the Burning Fire Palace, she also went with me, and she happened to run into her, well, there is also a disciple of the Medicine Garden."

In order to increase convincing, this Qin Qingyang can be said to have thrown the pot again, pulling the guy Huo Yuanshuang, and his credibility has soared.

Sure enough, Master Hua Zhen was completely relieved when he heard the words Huo Yuanshuang, after all, this Huo Yuanshuang was a person with a good reputation among the young disciples in Kunshan, he had never done anything out of the ordinary, and he had completed any tasks beautifully, so he didn't have to doubt it anymore.

Then the Venerable Master Hua Zhen waved his hand,

"Forget it, I can still trust your character, I've been busy all night, you can go back and rest!"

"Well, the disciple retires."

Qin Qingyang smiled and arched his hand and retreated, and before leaving, he didn't forget to show a big smile to Lin Mubai, which made Lin Mubai bow his head and chuckle.

In this way, Qin Qingyang's pass can be regarded as a smooth pass, but about Qin Qingyang's character, if Miss Shen hears it, she will definitely vomit blood in anger, character? Qin Qingyang has that thing?

Also, the difference is also a little bigger, Qin Qingyang in the mountain building is just thunder and rain, and after asking a few words, he put it back to rest, but she Shen Qingyan is carrying a hoe and planting medicine.

But in fact, the most bitter one doesn't seem to be Miss Shen, but the dark witch who doesn't know his life, congratulations to him for becoming the new king of the back.

On the main peak, Huo Yuanshuang was dressed in a red robe, standing on top of the main hall with his fists folded.

After listening to her return, the Kunshan Sect Master on the main seat raised his eyebrows again, suppressed his frowning brows, and said,

"This is pressed down in advance, and there are seven days before the sword test conference, and when the sword test conference is over, let's make a final decision!"

"Yes."

Huo Yuanshuang bowed his head and replied.

"Okay, you're probably tired from fighting that dark witch today, so let's go back and rest first!"

"The disciple retired."

"Wait a minute, you just said that there are still disciples of the Medicine Garden?"

The sect master suddenly spoke up and said.

Huo Yuanshuang's steps paused slightly, and he bowed slightly,

"Yes, there is a disciple of the Medicine Garden."

"Disciple of the Medicine Garden"

The sect master's eyes were slightly low, and his mouth was slightly playful.

The sect master pondered on it, and Huo Yuanshuang didn't know what he was thinking, so he simply stood in place and waited.

"It's okay, you can go back first."

The sect master was silent for a while, and then said to Huo Yuanshuang.

Huo Yuanshuang bowed his head, said goodbye again, and withdrew.

The sect master's eyes narrowed slightly, the disciples of the medicine garden, this medicine garden has also begun to accept disciples for so many years?

If it weren't for some things that his master told him, he would have almost thought that Kunshan only had a little uncultivated wasteland in the southeast, and there was no medicine garden at all

Thinking of the old man in the medicine garden, the sect master covered his head.

Did he take in the apprentices? It's a bit of a hassle.

He still remembered that when he was a disciple of the outer gate, he accidentally walked to the medicine field in the southeast, but because he accidentally stepped on a forgetful grass, he let the old man hold it and nag for a day

Later, when I entered the inner door and became a disciple of the master, I knew a little about some things, for example, my master also made the old man nag for a long time because of a forget-worry grass, and the master's master, the master's master's master

In short, this old man doesn't know how long he has been in the sect, and the elders of the Taishang have been braided to the west one after another, but this old man seems to have been there all along.

So, for so many years, although they have almost forgotten the existence of an old man, in the memory of a sect master, this old man has always been a national treasure in Kunshan.

The memory is not complete and dripping, the IQ is not high and dripping, the nagging is dripping, helpless, people live for a long time, who knows if it will be the ancestor of Kunshan.

Thinking of this, the sect master sighed, forget it and wait, he should be careful to go over and visit, but remember not to step on the forgetfulness grass