The sun was shining, and the azure spar hanging in the air was dazzling, and the color seemed to be much more transparent than before, as if it had been washed away from the dust and regained its brilliance.

"Hey, hey, hey!" the old village chief still stood under the spar and spoke, today the old man wore a rather gorgeous bronze satin robe, his face was ruddy, and his demeanor was still the same, but there was an extra crutch in his hand, and the young knight under the stone altar couldn't help but be puzzled, the old village chief had always been without crutches.

"Hey, hey, kids, welcome back, you did a good job in this mission, and I and several teachers are quite satisfied, haha!"

The old man stroked his beard, and everyone found that in the old man's old and wrinkled mouth, a black hole was bizarrely opened between the white upper teeth, and it seemed that a tooth was missing.

"Village Elder, why did you lose a tooth!" everyone was wondering, and Mo Cong said with concern.

"Uh," the old man was stunned for a moment, hurriedly covered his mouth, and his sharp eyes glanced at the young man in the audience, his face turned red, and then he said with a calm face: "It's just an accident, don't worry about it so much, the medicine king will help me put it on soon." Such an explanation was obviously not convincing to the crowd, and the old man noticed that the eyes of the crowd were strange, as if they were very interested in his tooth.

"Don't ask too much about the elderly," the old man held the cane in his hand and stuck on the stone slab for a moment, and then smiled: "Let's welcome Princess Lingxian'er!"

Obviously, the old man did not want to reveal this secret, but with the addition of Lingxian'er, people felt that it was a novelty, and the cheerful personality and beautiful appearance of the little princess were also very popular, so everyone applauded warmly.

"Thank you, I will definitely work hard to cultivate my magic here, and please forgive me if I offend everyone!" Ling Xian'er took a few steps forward, with a smile on her face, humble and kind.

"You're welcome, Princess Xian'er is so beautiful, we will take care of it. ”

"That's, that's it, hee-hee!"

"It seems that this is your master's deliberate arrangement again, you say yes, Mo Cong. The mountain ghost text was attached to Mo Cong's ear and said.

"It should be, I heard Sister Bao say that the position of the spirit fairy in our team is very important in the future!" Mo Cong replied softly with his head sideways.

Looking at the young men under the stone altar talking to each other, the old village chief was full of displeasure, and said with a tiger face: "Quiet! Let you welcome but not let you discuss, I haven't finished speaking! Respect the elderly." ”

The crowd bowed their heads and kept silent, sticking out their tongues at each other.

"Okay children, I'll tell you a good news," the old man's face suddenly became serious, and he twisted his beard and said, "Right now, the spar of Bamen Mountain has been completely repaired, and there will be no more cracks in a short period of time, so you can cultivate with peace of mind in the future." Now I will announce your future agenda," the old man muttered slightly, "From now on, the disciples who grew up in Bamen Mountain since they were children will go to the Eight Gates of the Eight Great Mountains to continue their cultivation; Okay, Mo Cong and Ma Xiaohua come with me, and the others will disperse!"

Everyone dispersed in a hurry, only Mo Cong and Ma Xiaohua were left under the shade of the big tree, and the two looked at each other blankly, both of them were a little flustered in their hearts, and they didn't know what the old man told them to do.

The old man staggered two steps with his hand in his hand, turned his body again, looked at the two of them, and said, "Why are you still standing there? Come and help me!"

Mo Cong and Ma Xiaohua were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man, and found that the village elder, who had always walked quickly, might have been standing for too long at this time, and his right leg was obviously difficult to walk, so he could only move forward in a wrong step.

"Alas, I haven't seen this old man for a few months, and this old man has grown so old that his legs and feet are no longer flexible!"

Mo Cong secretly said in his heart, but after thinking about it, it was not right, this old man's martial arts cultivation was unfathomable, even if he was old and frail, he would not decline so quickly. I couldn't help but be suspicious in my heart, knowing that the old man was stubborn and didn't dare to ask more, so he carefully supported the old man forward, and it took a lot of effort to get to the observation room in the old man's courtyard.

When she arrived in the house, Ma Xiaohua moved a chair and helped the old man sit down in front of the huge crystal ball, saw that there were no others in the room, and asked with a smile: "Grandpa the village chief, your right leg seems to be injured!"

"Uh," the old man blinked twice, and the old man's voice was slightly melancholy, "Alas, I'm old, and I accidentally fell." ”

"Fell?" Mo Cong became more and more curious, how could he fall with the old village chief's cultivation, and asked, "How did you fall?"

"Hey, don't mention me, it'll be fine after a while," the old man obviously deliberately wanted to conceal it, waved his hand casually, turned his face solemnly, and sighed: "Let's talk about you!"

"We?"

Mo Cong and Ma Xiaohua looked at each other, and when they looked at the old man's eyes, their hearts jumped violently.

"Ah, village elder!" Mo Cong smiled and approached Ma Xiaohua, grabbed Ma Xiaohua's hand indiscriminately and said, "Sister Xiaohua can't be blamed for this, and" Mo Cong snorted for a long time, and a layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Seeing that Mo Cong was speechless for a while, Ma Xiaohua took a step forward, her cheeks were crimson, and she looked at the old man shyly and said, "Village Elder, it must be grandpa who asked you to ask about this, right?"

"Village Chief, please tell Grandpa Yaowang, I will be very good to Sister Xiaohua. Mo Cong said suddenly.

"Ah?" the old village chief frowned, his old face was very confused, he sat on the chair and looked at the two of them left and right, and thought to himself, "What happened to these two children today?" The old man has never been contaminated with female color in his life, so he is slow to respond to the emotions between men and women, looking at the two of them with a shy face, he only thinks that they have done some outrageous strange things behind their backs, so he waved his hand and smiled: "I know that you are naughty, it doesn't matter if the young man makes some mistakes, can you change it?"

"Village Elder, have you done something like that?" Mo Cong walked behind the old man, leaned out and looked at the old man's face, biting his lip and asking carefully.

"That's a lot!" the old man smiled strangely, and a sly look passed over the old man's face.

When Mo Cong heard this, he turned around and made eye contact with Ma Xiaohua, "I really didn't expect that the old village chief is still a romantic figure." ”

Ma Xiaohua smiled and said, "Village elder, then, that little girl must be very beautiful!"

"Sister Xiaohua, you're not right, it should be a grandmother now!" Mo Cong said very seriously.

"Wasn't it a little girl at that time?" said Ma Xiaohua with a smile.

The old man heard the clouds, raised his beard and asked, "What do you two say?"

"Didn't you say that you liked a little girl when you were young?" Ma Xiaohua had no scruples at this time.

"Yes, yes!" Mo Cong grinned on the side: "Village Chief, what does that little girl look like?"

"What little girl, how can the young man's thinking be so vulgar, the old man has never been close to a woman in his life!" said the old man with a displeased face.

Hearing this, Mo Cong and Ma Xiaohua looked at each other, and were stunned for a long time and said timidly: "Didn't you just say that you also made mistakes?"

"I mean, when I was young, I often went behind my teacher's back to kill high-level beasts, and I also broke the teacher's favorite teapot," the old man talked about the past when he was young, and it seemed that he had made a big mistake at the time, but he felt quite interesting in retrospect today.

"That's right!" Mo Cong shook his head disapprerovingly.

"The feelings are all misunderstandings, grandpa, if there is nothing else, we will go back first!" Ma Xiaohua clapped her hands as if she had unloaded the burden of a thousand catties.

The old man spoke with relish, but seeing that the two young people were not interested, and their faces were obscene, he couldn't help but be annoyed, and shouted: "How can you two disrespect the old man like this, forget it, since you don't like to listen to it, let's talk about business!"

"What's the matter?" Mo Cong asked weakly.

"What else can I do?" the old man muttered again, "Why is the young man's head not as good as my old man!"

"It's a matter of the map!" Ma Xiaohua said in Mo Cong's ear.

"Ah, that's it!" Mo Cong snorted and said, "Grandpa, we didn't find anything, there is a big hole in that place." ”

"Oh?" the old man frowned, lit up the crystal ball casually, fixed the position, and looked carefully at the cloud-covered position, falling into deep thought.

"Grandpa, I think you should bring the Moon Shadow Gun and the Moon Shadow Sword!"

"Yes, anyway, there is nothing left in that place out of the hot spring!" Ma Xiaohua looked slightly disappointed.

"Well, then I understand, you two should go back first!" the old man's face was still thinking, and he raised his arm and said.

Mo Cong and Ma Xiaohua looked at each other, nodded to each other again, and the two walked out of the old man's room silently.