Xianchen Pavilion, Han Lingbo's dormitory.

A figure stood straight behind Han Lingbo at the coffee table.

"Master, there are too many eccentricities on this Qian Yun, she only needs a day or two to learn the secrets of the Tibetan Scripture Building, and she can fully learn and understand it, even if it is placed in the entire Tianlei Pavilion, it is incomparable, and the disciple also found an interesting thing!"

The young disciple behind Han Lingbo hung his head, unable to see his appearance clearly, but there was a hint of evil at the corner of his mouth.

Han Lingbo lazily pointed to the chair opposite the coffee table: "Sit down and say!" ”

"Yes!"

The disciple sat down, and under the bright light, his facial features were revealed.

It turned out to be the guarding disciple of the Tibetan Scripture Building, Zhou Jing.

At this moment, his temperament is shrewd and capable, and he is honest and honest when he guards the Tibetan Scripture Building.

"When the disciple took Qian Yun to figure out the secret book exercises in the Tibetan scripture building, he deliberately approached, and found that his skin was delicate and snow-white, and there was a unique female fragrance on his body, and then she was connected to the different posture and tone of the man, I suspect that she is a woman."

Zhou Jing's eyes narrowed, and he even sketched some thoughts and reveries in his mind.

Han Lingbo's face was as usual, and Gu Jing was not wavering.

didn't even raise her eyelids, and she still said in that tone that was not salty or light: "You just found out that she is a woman?" ”

Zhou Jingleng paused, thinking that Han Lingbo would be shocked when he heard this information, and would praise him.

Who knew that Han Lingbo seemed to have known it for a long time.

"Master, you already knew? What a discernment! Zhou Jing had no choice but to change his words.

The corners of Han Lingbo's mouth rose, and his eyes looked at the empty place, as if he knew everything.

"Yun Qian's technique of disguising herself as a man is also very clever, wearing men's clothes, covering her face with a mask, and pretending to be a teenager, but she can only hide it from you men, not from us women."

Han Lingbo sneered: "Especially for a time-honored woman like this seat, all the disguises can't escape the eyes of this seat!" ”

"It's still the master's eyes that are vicious, how else to say that ginger is still old and spicy?"

Zhou Jing laughed with him, and followed the topic with another flattery.

But Han Lingbo's old face was cold, and he glared at Zhou Jing fiercely: "You stinky boy, who do you say is old?" Is this seat really old? Say it again, please! ”

How can a woman be said to be old? Even if Han Lingbo is over sixty years old, he can't accept it.

"No, no, no, you are not old at all, you are in the prime of life, and the spring and autumn ......are in full bloom."

Zhou Jing was already kneeling on the ground sweating profusely, and wanted to continue to pile up rhetoric to praise Han Lingbo for being "young", but there was not much ink in his stomach, and he was suddenly stuck.

"Is this seat really old?" Han Lingbo covered his face with his hands, his eyes became confused and flustered.

But her eyes soon shone again: "Zhou Jing, if Qian Yun goes to the Tibetan Scripture Building again, you can recommend a few more good cheats to her, if the plan to be a teacher is successful, you will be a great hero, and when the time comes, it will be a matter of effort to train you into a personal disciple." ”

"Yes, yes, Master, the disciple will definitely do his best to help Qian Yun improve his strength, but what is your plan? Can you tell your disciple a thing or two? ”

"Plan?" Han Lingbo had a dark smile on his face: "Zhou Jing, do you know what the wedding dress magic skill is?" ”

"Wedding dress magic?" Zhou Jing was shocked, and his face turned pale.

As a disciple of the Tibetan Scripture Building, of course he knew this evil exercise.

*

Xuanxiao Palace, Xuanyuan Changqing side hall.

There are only Xuanyuan Changqing and Xuanyuan Chun, father and son, and the two are playing against each other.

An hour later, Xuanyuan Changqing had blocked all the ways of Xuanyuan Chun.

Xuanyuan Chun pushed the chess pieces together, and said discouragedly: "Dad, I will never play chess with you again, I can't win against you at all!" ”

"Chun'er, in the world, they all kneel in one layout, a good layout can survive a hundred battles, you are in the Xianchen Pavilion today, you are too impetuous, if it weren't for the presence of your father, would you still make a fuss about the promotion ceremony?"

Xuanyuan Changqing looked at this only son sternly, his eyes full of helplessness.

Because of Xuanyuan Chun, Xuanyuan Changqing was nepotistic and broke the door rules, and he has been criticized by the children in the door.

The condition for promoting the disciple of the personal transmission is to break through the Jindan period, but Xuanyuan Chun was promoted by Xuanyuan Changqing by exception in the late stage of Bigu, and was also criticized by the other six elders at that time, and it was Xuanyuan Changqing's old face that was relatively thick, so he endured it.

At today's promotion ceremony, Xuanyuan Chun was there several times to sneer, if it weren't for Xuanyuan Changqing's reprimand, it would be difficult to make a mess.

"Dad, you are really eccentric, am I your own child, or Qian Yun? No, the clouds are shallow! ”

Xuanyuan Chun's face was full of anger, and his nose kept moving when he spoke, proving that he was really angry.

"Yun shallow? What does that mean? Xuanyuan Changqing frowned, chewing out what his son had to say.

Xuanyuan Chun seems to have known Qian Yun for a long time, and he is an old rival.

Xuanyuan Chun grinned coldly, with a handsome face, which had already been unrecognizable: "Dad, this Qian Yun is a fake at all, she is the adopted daughter of the Nie family, Yun Qian, according to his son's investigation, before the Nie family's accident, the only one who frequently contacted the Nie family was her disguised as Qian Yun, who is the real murderer?" The Nie family was almost ruined by Yun Qian, and had to deal with her family law as a last resort, Yun Qian did not repent after picking up his life, and actually took revenge on the Nie family, and killed Poria and his father, a total of fifty Nie family masters and servants, father, such a little slut, you actually recruited her into Tianlei Pavilion, what do you think? ”

Xuanyuan Changqing's face was red and blue, and his eyes were erratic.

These things sounded too shocking, making it difficult for Xuanyuan Changqing to contact Yun Qian.

"Qian Yun, Yun Qian!" Xuanyuan Changqing muttered in a low voice: "Could it be that she is really shallow?" ”

With a slender figure and snow-white skin, if Qian Yun is a woman, it is reasonable.

But Xuanyuan Changqing never realized this detail.

"If the slaughter of the Nie family was really done by her, then this person must be guarded against!"

Xuanyuan Changqing's expression became jealous, he knew the truth of raising tigers.

"So what are you waiting for? Dad, as long as you call her here, let Senior Brother Xu Mao and them ambush, and the four personal disciples take action, are you afraid that you can't kill her? Xuanyuan Chun urged.

"Chun'er, my father has his own plans, and no one is allowed to touch her until the Flying Ascension Pill is successfully refined!"

Xuanyuan Changqing drank sternly.

Xuanyuan Chun also knew that Xuanyuan Changqing had encountered a bottleneck, and he needed pills such as the Flying Ascension Pill and the Evil Warding Pill, and these pills Heavenly Thunder Pavilion could only be refined by Yun Qian for the time being, and it was indeed not the time to avenge Nie Lingling.

A greedy smile appeared on his face: "Dad, you help me open the Thunder Pool, I want to be promoted to the Jindan stage immediately!" ”

"Lei Chi is the first holy place of the sect, with your strength, you can't absorb the powerful aura at all, and the Lei Chi Gang Qi is strong, if you go in alone, I'm afraid it will be difficult to come back alive."

Xuanyuan Changqing looked at his only son in disbelief.