Xie Hongling was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then raised her hand to give a chestnut on Gu Beichen's forehead, and reprimanded:

"Why are you so slippery, who is your aunt! Hurry up and pick your stuff! ”

Seeing Xie Hongling's appearance, Gu Beichen smiled happily and joked:

"Okay Auntie, I'll go."

A quarter of an hour later, Gu Beichen walked out of the main hall, said goodbye to Xie Hongling, and left the place.

With the young man's goodbye aunt, his figure dissipated at the spiritual power barrier, and the corner of Xie Hongling's mouth was raised, playing with the taste:

"This kid is really different from other people in the sect."

As soon as she finished speaking, an old man's thick voice sounded beside her:

"Oh? What's the difference? ”

Xie Hongling's eyes lit up, and when he turned around, he saw an old man who thought he was tall and had a childish face, a red face and full of energy.

The old man was dressed in a black and white cardigan robe, with his hands behind his back, and he looked at the girl in the red dress with great love in his eyes.

"Master, you're out! But the elixir has been practiced! ”

Xie Hongling came to the old man like a magpie, grabbed his sleeve, and shook his mouth.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, then looked in the direction where Gu Beichen disappeared, and said lovingly:

"Ling'er, who is that little guy who just left? Why come to our Tianyan Temple? ”

Xie Hongling waved his hand indifferently and said:

"He sold me a hundred-year-old sporadic grass, and exchanged it for a book of wood attribute exercises with me, and what I brought him to get was just a little monk selected by Qingyun Heavenly Palace from the lower sect."

When the old man heard this, he continued to speak:

"Talk to the master about him."

Xie Hongling's expression froze slightly, looked at the master suspiciously, and said in doubt:

"Shizun has always ignored ordinary affairs, and he is even more lazy to take a look at the disciples in the sect, even the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Fourth Palace are no exception, how can he be so curious about this kid today?"

Seeing that the old man still maintained an inquiring gaze, and couldn't figure out the original Xie Hongling, he made it clear to the old man what happened in Langyafang today.

After everything was said, Xie Hongling saw that the old man frowned rarely, and she asked in a low voice:

"Master, is it blamed that I didn't intervene in the infighting with the same door......

However, the old man did not reply, but shook his head slightly, and muttered softly:

"No, didn't I read it wrong?"

Xie Hongling was even more puzzled and said:

"Master, is Ling'er not careful enough?"

"Are you sure that what he is showing is the spiritual power of the Wind Spirit Root?"

The old man looked at Xie Hongling with burning eyes and asked gently.

Xie Hongling thought about Fang Cai's matter for a moment, then nodded heavily and said:

"That's right, Master, it was because he used the Wind Spirit Root that he greatly increased his speed at that time, and he was not killed by a single hit!"

The old man's brows furrowed deeper, the doubts in his eyes deepened, and he slowly spoke:

"I can't be mistaken, although this kind of physique is rare, but that breath must be the supreme yang physique, and he himself has not seen the state of life exhaustion.

According to his physique, he couldn't have cultivated, even if there was a mutation, it should have been a fire attribute spirit root, but he showed a wind spirit root! ”

Listening to the old man's words, Xie Hongling also leaked a look of doubt, and muttered:

"Master, I have seen the Zhiyang physique in the classics, and it is said in the records that people with this physique cannot cultivate, and they will not live to be eighteen years old?"

The old man bowed his head slightly, fell into deep thought, and he said in a deep voice:

"Interesting, I'll see for myself!"

Higashitei Annex

Gu Beichen stood at the door of the small courtyard, and saw a slender figure sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, it was Nie Xiaoqian, and beside her, Ye Manlu was standing solemnly and respectfully.

Nie Xiaoqian took a sip of tea lightly, and then said in a cold voice:

"You little hoof, you're too unruly! If it weren't for the fact that you were the maid personally selected by Brother Beichen, I would have killed you with one sword! ”

Ye Manlu was like a child who had done something wrong, standing aside with her head bowed and not saying a word.

Seeing her like this, Nie Xiaoqian spoke again:

"Little Hoof, let me tell you, I am the fiancée of Beichen's brother and his future Taoist companion.

If I hear you dare to call my husband Brother Beichen again, even if Brother Beichen protects you, I will cut your tongue! ”

Listening to Nie Xiaoqian's fierce words, Ye Manlu still didn't speak, but tears fell like rain.

"You still have the face to cry! You! ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Just when Nie Xiaoqian was about to have a seizure, Gu Beichen coughed softly and stepped into the courtyard.

However, before he could speak, Nie Xiaoqian, who was dressed in a pale cyan embroidered moire skirt, threw herself into his arms like a milk swallow.

Immediately, a soft murmur sounded in his arms like a babbling stream:

"Brother Beichen, I miss you so much!

It's been almost two months, and you haven't come to see me, and if it hadn't been for the Holy Maiden telling me where you lived, I wouldn't have known where to look for you! ”

Listening to Nie Xiaoqian's soft murmur, Gu Beichen pursed his lips slightly, and said secretly in his heart:

"Yin Zixuan went to tell Xiaoqian about the situation here, let her come to me, and watch the scene just now, compared to the eldest wife, she told Xiaoqian everything about Lulu and me.

It seems that the eldest wife really has thoughts about me, but because of her identity as a saint, she deliberately instigated Xiaoqian to clean up Lulu.

Hey, that's when I found out that Lulu called me a brother, if I knew that she called me husband......"

Gu Beichen gently patted Nie Xiaoqian's back and comforted him gently:

"Xiaoqian, I'm also busy with cultivation, so I don't have time to look for you, now that the beginner is about to start, can you make progress in your own cultivation?"

Nie Xiaoqian snorted lightly, but did not answer his words, but said with a complaining voice:

"Brother Beichen, I'm afraid I was fascinated by this weak and lovely Miss Ye.

Brother Beichen, we will definitely have a maid by our side in the future, but such a little girl who doesn't know how to be respectful, let's change it, what do you say, husband! Monarch! ”

"Hmm!"

Listening to Nie Xiaoqian's deliberately accentuated tone and saying the word husband, looking at Ye Manlu who was standing in a daze beside the stone table, tears sliding down her cheeks like rain Gu Beichen sighed in his heart:

"Xiao Qian, you little contrast, you are a cold face when you are not by my side, and you become a little white rabbit when you see me.

If this is your intention today, in the future, my plan of three thousand beauties in the harem of a hundred wives will not let you mess up in vain...... Don't you know, your cheap husband's life is in danger! ”

Then he gave the old scalper a look, and said in his heart: "Brother Niu, haven't you seen enough of the excitement!" Don't hurry up and help! ”

Under the shade of the tree, an old scalper who watched the crowd perform with great interest grinned and leaked an ugly smile.

Then he said in a deep voice:

"Miss Xiaoqian, although you are my son-in-law's future Taoist companion, has my son-in-law's affairs reached the point where you can criticize at will?

Our Ancient ...... In the Gu family, husbands have always sung with their wives, and Xiaoqian girls must not break the rules. ”