Chapter 8: The Wind Dances

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, with a thin body and a dusty face, seems to have been portrayed by the years Many stories, but those eyes are embarrassed. At first glance, the old man thought that he was a well-known child, but when he looked closely, he didn't feel that he was standing there, with strange postures, frivolous eyebrows and eyes, and frivolous breathing, like a gangster in the market.

After concluding that this guy was more like a gangster, the old man's shining eyes dimmed. In the past three days, there have been a lot of gangsters here, saying that they want to worship the Xiaoliuyun Sect, most of them are not here to practice, but the Xiaoliuyun Sect has always been supported by the empire, and the various uses can be described as rich, so they just want to find a free job.

Especially now, this wind dance goose is still dissatisfied with the internal organs, obviously there is no food to eat, this is not a gangster, what else can it be? .

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but sigh, just glanced at it casually, and said, "You go, you can't meet the requirements of the Xiaoliuyun Sect to be included." ”

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Feng Wuyan's face darkened, and he asked puzzledly: "Dao Chief, you only glanced at it, and said that I couldn't meet the requirements?

"Boy, the elder has already said, you can't meet the requirements, what are you still yelling here? Don't think I don't know, you're just a little gangster, you just want to find an iron job. A small Liuyun Sect disciple said, and the rest of the people also smiled in the same way, their laughter full of disdain.

"I heard that your Xiaoliuyun Sect was exploring the bones and pulses for the first two days, and it took everyone about half a pillar of incense to determine whether they were qualified or not, what's the matter? Now there is an elder with high mana, just look at it with a pair of eyes? Or do you dogs look down on people and look down on me at all?"

Now, it was the turn of those disciples to look bad, the dignified Xiaoliuyun Sect, the Xiuzhen Sect fully supported by the Great Yang Empire, had always been full of pride, and they were actually scolded as dogs!

"You ......," the name was about to hit as soon as he reached out.

"Chen Hong, stop!" the old man opened his mouth to stop the dispute, waved his hand again, and motioned for Feng Wuyan to leave.

"Hmph! I don't stay here, I am free to stay here!"

"Dare to call him a master, it's really beyond my strength. Chen Hong muttered in his heart, seeing that the old man closed his eyes, he thought to himself that he had scolded us, he could leave so easily, and pass it on to you in the future, where would the reputation of our Xiaoliuyun Sect exist?

After thinking about it, he waved his hand lightly, don't look at this is just a light wave, Chen Hong is the cultivation of the air inducion layer, and he can already reach the realm of inducing the air flow, he is now swinging out, attacking the knee of the wind dancer, giving him a dog to eat, so that he knows that the Xiaoliu Cloud Sect is not easy to bully.

But that wave of air hit the wind dancer, and the wind dancer didn't feel it at all, only the sound of his trouser legs being blown by the air current, and continued to swagger his way, even faster.

"What's the matter? I've reached the stage of inducing qi, and ordinary people have already screamed when they are attacked by my air flow waves, how can he be fine?" Chen Hong didn't believe it, he secretly mentioned his true qi again, if the last time was just to teach the wind dancer a lesson, and made four successes, this time he raised seven points of force, and the air flow sent out was enough to break the wind dancer's foot bones.

But this time, except for the cut trouser legs, Wind Dance is still unaffected.

The rest of the disciples also noticed Chen Hong's small movements, and seeing that he had repeatedly failed, he was actually snickering, and one of them couldn't hold back for a while, and laughed out loud.

"How can this be reasonable! If this matter was spread by Ye Fan in Qingfeng Yuan, wouldn't Senior Brother Lei also be secretly ridiculed by others?" Thinking of this, Chen Hong was even more angry, his forehead was already overflowing with sweat, this time, he made it very strong.

When the air wave was sent out again, it was not only the three disciples who were staring at the wind dancer, but even the old man was curious. In fact, as early as the first time Chen Hong sent out the air flow wave, he felt it, but he didn't stop it silently.

But after that time, Wind Dance didn't react at all. On the way to cultivating the truth, the first thing is to have strong veins and strong bones, otherwise, when the aura of heaven and earth is drawn into the body, it will suffer backlash because it cannot withstand the power of aura.

This Wind Dancing Pheasant, a mere mortal, who doesn't know any cultivation methods, can actually withstand the attack of Chen Hongsicheng's Qi Cultivation Cultivation, why is this?

Don't......

When Chen Hong's seven points of strength still had no effect on him the second time, the old man opened his eyes, and his eyes were lit up again, and it was brighter than any time.

"Oops!" Feng Wuyan suddenly felt a pain in his calf, and couldn't help but scream, looked down, and smiled dismally.

"Is it finally effective?" Chen Hong smiled proudly, and looked at Ye Fan even more, Feng Wuyan finally reacted, although it was not as miserable as he imagined, but at least he saved some face, I believe that he will hold his leg where the ghost cries wolf and howls later.

The more he thought of this, the more proud Chen Hong became, as if he had raised his face to Senior Brother Tianlei in front of the disciples of Qingfeng Yuan.

"No wonder it's cold, it turns out that the trouser legs are torn, and I have to wear torn clothes again. Alas, I shouldn't have barked at the wild dogs on the mountain roads when they barked at me, and the damned wild dogs pulled my trouser legs off while I wasn't looking. Alas, what a hateful dog!" Feng Wuyan looked at Chen Hong whenever he said the word dog, and the meaning of his words could not be more obvious.

No, as soon as the words were spoken, Ye Fan couldn't help laughing anymore, and the rest of them also laughed, but not as loudly as Ye Fan.

It turned out that as early as the first time he was attacked, he felt it, but it wasn't a painful feeling, it was like the wind blowing through his skin. He knew that someone was doing things behind his back, but he didn't practice any tricks, and he forcibly held him accountable, so he couldn't please him, so he could only leave quickly.

But as soon as he took a few steps, another wind blew in his calves, and it was stronger than before.

Wind Dance Goose still chooses to endure!

But after not taking a few steps, it came again.

It's just three things, it's bearable, it's unbearable!

"Alas, this little leader, don't get me wrong, although I said that you are a dog......"

"Oh, phew, I mean if I look at you and say dog, it means I say you're a dog......"

"No, ah, ah, I mean it's not that you're a dog, you have a lot of adults, don't get me wrong. Hey hey ......"

Feng Wuyan said it again and again, not giving Chen Hong room to talk back at all, causing Chen Hong's face to turn pale, but he was helpless, after all, the elders of the sect were here, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous at will.

"Okay!" The old man finally opened his eyes again, and then said directly: "Wind Dance, the old man doesn't say much, I am the third generation disciple of the Xiaoliuyun Sect, Yu Quanzi, in charge of the Qingping Lake Cuiwei Peak Yishan Garden, are you willing to enter my door and sit as a disciple for me?"