"Two bastard things, even as a teacher, dare to attack!" Ling Weiyun's clone burst into a foul mouth, "Disperse, disperse?" I'll scatter your mother's big-headed ghost, scatter ......! ”

Big-headed ghost: "......"

(Daisen!) Spare the imps......! ）

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"Fuck off your sister's ......!" The old man's face was gloomy, and he directly kicked the "big-headed ugly eight monsters" who came forward to find it.

Fuck, don't you know that Lao Tzu's emotions are on the cusp? Do you dare to touch the moldy head?

Big-headed ghost sister: "......"

(Daisen, are you looking for me?) ）

Just as he was thinking like this, a dead ghost scream sounded in his ears, and a short and fat female big-headed ghost suddenly appeared beside him.

"......!" The heart was like 10,000 grass Nima galloping by, and the old man slapped it viciously, and the latter did not forget to throw out a sentence when he turned into a meteor flying in terror: "People are really its sister......!" ”

"Get out!" This time, Feng Ling was really speechless, and he shouted angrily, and several female big-headed ghosts floating towards him were so frightened that they quickly turned around and ran......

Feng Ling estimated that it should be the second and third sisters of the big-headed ghost......!

"Ahh Recalling the vague voice that drifted through his mind, Zhu Bufat suddenly slapped the forehead of the thin disciple who was reciting the incantation inarticulately, and after the two of them calmed down, they finally saw their faces clearly.

Then, after An Anxin stood in place and watched the collective search for a cigarette staged by the ghosts, the corners of the mouths of the two people who had a lot of feelings after watching twitched, one was speechless, and the other was ......

"Hello ...... apprentice! It's kind of fun......

The evil smile echoed in his ears, and a cold surged in his heart, which made Zhu Bufat and Gou Buthin shiver together.

"Ah~......, ah~...... Master, the disciple knows that he is wrong, he knows that he is wrong! Then, without any suspense, the two were beaten up by Feng Ling.

It wasn't until his nose and face were swollen and his face was swollen that the old man stood aside with his hands behind his back, like a peerless master, letting his robe flutter with the yin wind......

"Master......," Seeing that the other party suddenly stopped, as if he was out of breath, the two people who were crying and howling wolves hurriedly got up from the ground and approached the withered old man with a sad expression.

"Okay, the two of you have been in the Lock Ghost Tower for so long, in terms of overall cultivation improvement, let the teacher ......"

As soon as the old man said this, the two of them immediately showed excited expressions, and waited for the next with expectant eyes.

I haven't seen them for more than half a month, and the two people in front of them who are full of excitement have been promoted from the fifth to the seventh turn, and now they are stuck at the threshold of the senior ghost spirit master and the core disciple.

"Ahem......" coughed dryly, Ling Weiyun was also surprised, this progress can be described as fast, but he was afraid that the two of them would be proud, so he spit out a sentence very sadly: "It's ......, barely satisfied!" ”

"Cut~......!" Zhu Bufat's faces suddenly fell, and he slandered in his heart:

I thought that when my master saw that his apprentice had made such great progress, he would say something like "I am very relieved" and "I am very satisfied......

As a result, if you practice hard in exchange for a sentence of "quite satisfied", you will accept it painfully, and you actually have to add a "reluctantly" in the back, and there is no heavenly reason!

Of course, they dare to complain about this in their hearts, if they say it in front of the withered old man, they would rather be beaten to death by someone with a stick than never mention it!

"That's it! As a teacher, I came here this time to inform the two of you for something important! How could Ling Weiyun's clone not be able to guess the thoughts of the two, so he quickly raised his eyebrows and smiled gently.

Changing the subject, he said: "The sect's "disciple Dabi" is approaching, and the opportunity for the two of you to emerge is here! Don't stay here anymore, go out and get ready, and get some breath by the way......"

"Oh yes ~ ......! Master Xie. The two cheers pulled out of the distance, Zhu Bu Fat and Gou Bu Thin had already turned into a wind and flew towards the bottom, looking at the two of them like that, I am afraid that they would have been tired of staying in it for a long time.

"Alas~! Be prepared......! Ling Weiyun's clone shook his head and smiled helplessly, and hurriedly said a word to the backs of these two guys.

"No, the old man has to go and see that Wu Ye!" Looking at the misty space in the Locked Ghost Tower, he muttered a word, and before the words fell, the place where the old man was standing just now was empty, and there was no longer half a human figure.

Before Ling Weiyun left, he had entrusted Wu Ye to take care of Zhu Bufat and Gou Buthin, but now that the other party was injured, he should go to visit.

Besides, Feng Ling didn't believe that the cultivation of the two of them had improved so quickly, except for the reason why the "rich resources" of the Lock Ghost Tower accounted for one floor, it had nothing to do with Wu Ye.

……

In the evening, on the west side of the main peak of the Yuqing Mountains.

Under the ethereal clouds and mist stood an almost vertical steep sword peak, waiting for the wind to blow and move, and it could be vaguely seen that the caves above it were full of life.

This mountain peak is where all the core disciples of the Yuqing Sect live, and because its mountain shape is like a Lingxiu sword scabbard that goes straight into the clouds, it is called: Qiao Jian Peak.

Although the level of beauty of Qiaojian Peak is still not as good as that of the main peak of Yuqing, if you talk about its height alone, it is not inferior to the former!

Ordinary people would have stopped immediately if they saw it, but at this moment there was an old man with gray hair climbing up the steep and winding mountain.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "bang" at a height of more than 600 meters, and for some reason, the rippling vine that the old man was holding in his hand suddenly broke, and the chilling sound drifted out with the Wuthering Mountain wind......

"Drink~......!" Ling Weiyun's clone, whose physical strength had reached its limit, suddenly let out a loud cry and hurriedly used a trace of thunder and lightning power to slow down.

and grabbed a protruding rock on the way to fall, which can be regarded as unloading the impact force.

"No wonder it is stipulated that the cultivation of a core disciple must reach the realm of a high-level ghost spirit master of eight turns and above!"

The withered old man grabbed the rock and sighed, judging from the steepness of this mountain, it is impossible to climb it without cultivating above the eighth turn.

Of course, the "climbing" referred to here refers to climbing with cultivation, not relying on his perverted physical strength to die again like Ling Weiyun's clone!

"No wonder, after Wang Tao was promoted to the core disciple, he chose to go to his master, Elder Luo Bin's mansion to live temporarily, instead of moving to Qiaojian Peak as soon as possible!"

In the autumn wind, a figure in black appeared out of thin air under the old tree in the courtyard......