The smile on Qing Muxue's face was very natural and beautiful, but Qingyang looked very terrifying, he didn't say a word, he used the extremely dark instantaneous shadow affinity wind element to pull his legs and run, Qing Muxue followed closely with a bamboo pole, and after flying out of Muxiu Pavilion for a few miles, Qingyang just stopped, and Qing Muxue appeared in front of him in an instant.

Qingyang Chaoqing Mu Xue gave a salute and had a serious expression.

"Senior, junior has something I want to ask you!" Qing Muxue, who was about to beat Qingyang with a bamboo pole, was stunned when she heard this, and then saw Qingyang's serious face, so she put down the bamboo pole and replied lightly,

"What's the matter?"

Qingyang pondered for a moment.

"Senior, the junior has a very important thing to do, and it may take a long time, and if you take Ya'er with you, it will put her in danger all the time, so the junior wants to entrust Ya'er to you, and the junior will thank the senior for three years at most!"

Qing Muxue looked at Qingyang with an indifferent face, she didn't rush to speak, Qingyang was uneasy by her expression and the tranquility of the scene, and after a while, Qing Muxue replied lightly,

"You don't need to thank me, because I didn't plan on letting you take that girl away, that girl doesn't know how special she is, she stays by your side, it's a waste of her potential and time, it's just a tyrannical thing, I really can't stand it. ”

Qingyang looked confused, he didn't expect the woman in front of him to be able to say that he was so useless.

"What do I think I need to do to keep her by my side?"

Qing Muxue spoke without thinking about it,

"No matter what, you'll never deserve it!"

Qingyang clenched his fists when he heard this, and he couldn't wait to rush up and slap the woman's ass twice to teach her how to speak, but he didn't have impulse, because he knew very well in his heart that impulse was the devil, and he couldn't beat her, so what he did was completely looking for abuse.

Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief.

"No matter what, knowing that the seniors can take her well, the juniors will rest assured, but the seniors, please rest assured, the juniors said that three years will be three years, and the juniors will definitely take Ya'er away from you in person after three years!"

Qing Muxue's expression was stunned for a moment, and then she smiled: "Interesting, you can try it then!"

Hearing the answer, Qingyang turned around and prepared to leave, but at this time, Qing Muxue suddenly asked him,

"Where are you going?"

Qingyang looked back at Qing Muxue who was asking.

"Go to the Nebula Sect. ”

Qing Muxue frowned slightly.

"What are you doing there?"

Qingyang was impatient.

"This is my own business, and my predecessors have to take care of it too much!"

After hearing this, Qing Muxue took a deep look at Qingyang, then turned around and flew away!

Early the next morning, Qingyang came to the gate of Xingyun Sect Mountain.

"Stop, who's coming?"

A disciple of the gate stopped Qingyang

Qingyang replied with a smile,

"Cultivating alone, I have admired the prestige of your sect for a long time, and I have come to join the sect, I don't know if your sect will accept it?"

The gatekeeper sneered.

"Yo, boy, seeing that you are only fifteen or sixteen years old, you dare to come to the Nebula Sect without knowing the height of the sky! What kind of place do you think the Nebula Sect is? Don't delay the uncle's time. ”

Qingyang frowned slightly,

"You won't even tell me a word?"

The gatekeeper shouted, "Get out." ”

Qingyang was extremely angry, stepped forward and came to the guard disciple, the tiger fist came out, the guard disciple was knocked away, flew into the mountain gate, and rolled on the ground several times in a row, the disciple covered his chest and slowly got up, his face was very ugly.

Qingyang smiled lightly.

"Can you report now?"

The disciple nodded.

"You, you wait!" After saying that, the disciple hurriedly ran towards the sect.

A moment later.

Qingyang stood next to the gate post, and saw the disciples of the gate with a group of more than a dozen people coming to the mountain gate, led by a white-bearded and white-haired old man in the clothes of a white-clothed elder, and the old man's face was extremely angry.

"It was you kid who injured the old man's disciple?"

Qingyang glanced at the old man and gave a salute.

"The junior just wants to join the Nebula Sect, so I asked this senior brother to help inform him, but this senior brother didn't announce it, and he slandered the junior, and the junior couldn't bear to teach him a lesson!"

The old man frowned slightly when he heard this, he turned his head to look at the disciple who was covering his chest behind him, and shook his head.

"Old man, no matter what you want, in short, if you hurt my Nebula Sect, don't try to join my Nebula Sect again, now you either roll down the mountain by yourself, or the old man will send you down with his fists. ”

Qingyang was also extremely angry when he heard the old man's words, when did the Nebula Sect want to visit the door so difficult, such a Nebula Sect seemed extremely stingy.

No way, for the sake of his parents, Qingyang pleaded euphemistically again.

"Can't the seniors give the juniors a chance? the juniors just want to join you!"

The old man was impatient.

"Say, let you get out by yourself, since you don't want to get out, the old man will beat you out!"

The old man originally wanted to save face for his disciple, but seeing that Qingyang was too young, he didn't want to bully the small, and now seeing that Qingyang was begging for a beating, he just took advantage of the topic to play.

As soon as the old man spoke, he grabbed and killed Qingyang with both palms. In fact, with Qingyang's strength to reach the sevenfold realm, it is easy to defeat the old man in the early stage, but the old man is also a white-clothed elder in the Nebula Sect, if he really hurts the old man, then he really doesn't want to enter the Nebula Sect.

In the face of the old man's attack, Qingyang only defended and did not attack, and in the long run, the old man gradually lost his spiritual strength and physical strength, and Qingyang was still calm.

In the face of such a perverted youth, the old man began to mumble in his heart, but in order to save face in front of his disciples, the old man must hold on, and he must not let Qingyang enter the sect, otherwise he will not be able to win even a fifteen or sixteen-year-old junior, and if his face is not guaranteed, no one will worship him in the future, and the resources of the sect will be allocated to him even less.

But the longer the time, the more unfavorable it is to the old man, but the old man is also quite helpless, the young man in front of him is too good, too able to hide, he has been attacking, it seems to press the young man to fight, but he can't touch the young man at all.

Finally, after the old man and Qingyang fought for nearly two hours, a female disciple dressed in red ran over, and the woman shouted at the old man,

"Elder Zhu, our elder has a word for me to bring to you. ”

The Elder Zhu, who had been fighting with Qingyang for two hours, felt relieved when he heard this, and he immediately retreated from the confrontation with Qingyang, looking at Qingyang with an unkind face.

"Boy, count you lucky, and the old man will settle accounts with you later, if you don't want to be crippled, get off the mountain now." ”

Qingyang was so shocked by the old man's words that his jaw was about to fall. He ignored the old man, and continued to lean against the doorpost and wait.

The old man came to the woman in the clothes of the red-clothed disciple, and the disciple hurriedly leaned in Elder Zhu's ear and said a few words, only to see Elder Zhu glance at Qingyang who was leaning leisurely against the doorpost, and then his expression slowly climbed into the color of pig liver, Elder Zhu stroked his forehead, and instructed the disciple behind him,

"Leave one person to continue guarding the door, and the others will follow me!"

His disciples looked stunned when they heard this, originally they wanted to continue to watch Elder Zhu continue to chase and beat the young man who was leaning on the doorpost, but it can be seen that after Elder Zhu and Senior Sister in Red said a few words, they retreated, and the second monk they behaved one by one was confused,

The female disciple in red came to Qingyang.

"This junior brother, you want to join my Nebula Sect, right?"

Qingyang nodded.

The red-clothed female disciple continued, "Then you come with me!"

Qingyang followed her, through several mountains. He was also very curious in his heart, what was helping him, and most importantly, the current Nebula Sect was logically said that no one knew him at all.

Qingyang finally couldn't bear to ask,

"Dare to ask Senior Sister, Senior Brother takes the liberty to ask, who is that elder of yours? Next time Senior Brother will thank him!"

"Oh, the elder said, tell you not to ask more, when the time comes, you will know. Unexpectedly, the female disciple in red replied to Qingyang like this.

A moment later, Qingyang and the red-clothed female disciple came to the Xingyun Sect's sect disciple registration office, because it was not yet the time for the sect to recruit disciples normally, so Qingyang was recommended by the elder to use his privilege to recruit and enter.

Anyone who has just entered the Nebula Sect, regardless of their strength, starts with the lowest white-clothed disciple, and only after one year of the sect is they eligible to apply for advancement, or after one year of completing the sect, they can directly go to the battle platform to challenge the high-level senior brother, but that requires a lot of materials as a precondition. There is also a sect martial arts competition!

After Qingyang got the identity of the white-clothed disciple, the red-clothed female disciple left, and at this time, another gray-clothed female disciple came to Qingyang, she came to take Qingyang to the deacon elder where he was, and the gate pavilion where Qingyang was located was the Ten Pavilions of the Fruit and Vegetable Garden

Half an hour later

The female disciple in red came to the door of her elder's room, and she reported her mission to the elder.

I only heard Qing Muxue's voice in the room.

"I see, you go down!"

Qingyang walked with the gray-and-white dressed female disciple in front of him for nearly three hours, and at six o'clock in the evening, they finally arrived at their destination.

On the way here, the female disciple told Qingyang a lot about the tasks and benefits of the sect, and the pavilion where he was located was mainly responsible for cultivating spiritual vegetables and spiritual fruits for the sect, because the sect had tens of thousands of people, so there were many more pavilions like them.

And this kind of gate is generally mostly white-clothed disciples, and they can only use the remaining time to practice after a busy day, so many white-clothed disciples will try their best to advance, and only when they advance can they have more time to practice, and they don't have to do such rough work anymore.

Perhaps it was the reason why Qingyang looked handsome, and the female disciple in gray and white clothes told Qingyang a lot, and finally told Qingyang that he must practice well.

Qingyang came to the house where he was located, he knocked on the door at the door, but no one answered, and finally Qingyang had to sit on the stone lion at the door, looking not far away, in the vegetable field under the sunset, more than a dozen people bent down to play with hundreds of acres of vegetable fields.

Half an hour later, at half past six in the evening, Qingyang stood up, stretched his waist, and yawned deeply, and then looked at the right side, there was an old man wearing a straw hat and short-sleeved shirts and shorts, and the old man stood on the edge of the vegetable garden and shouted to the people in the vegetable field,

"Alright, it's time to rest, it's time to eat. ”

After that, the old man turned around and noticed Qingyang, who looked at Qingyang with disgust.

"It's so late, which door are you? You still have to pick up vegetables, old man, we just finished working, but we don't wait, I want vegetables and fruits, oh, go down and pick them yourself." ”

Qingyang held his forehead, shook his head and replied,

"The disciple was just sent in to report. ”

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded.

"Well, you come with me!"

Qingyang followed the old man to the side of the vegetable field, at this time the vegetable field had lined up seventeen people, the old man walked in front of the seventeen people, pointed to the far right to Qingyang commanded,

"You go over there! From now on, you will be called Eighteen, remember what they look like, I don't care what your private relationship is, when you go to work, you all have to call yourself and other people's job names! Because I can't remember the names of so many of you, old man! Okay, let's all disperse, let's eat!"

After that, Qingyang and everyone came to the door pavilion cafeteria, only to see the disciples except Qingyang, everyone ran out after eating. Qingyang was curious to think about what they were going to do, so he also dropped the dishes and chopsticks and followed.