In the ancestral hall, Ye Jing's face was displeased, but after thinking about it, it was not easy to snatch Dong Nanyan as a disciple in the hands of his junior brother and nephew, so it was better to rely on his junior brother. Besides, Senior Brother Ye Xin sat down to become an immortal, and he was just a nominal master.

Two of the three people in the Ancestral Master Hall agreed, and Ye Hua had no choice but to nod, it seems that those disciples of the Falling Leaf Sect have an extra junior uncle.

Dong Nanyan didn't resist in his heart, although he only had a few faces, the young man admired the old gentleman who was hopeless to cross the sea, but used his last cultivation to let the people who died in vain in Qingyao County get the blessings of the next life.

The young man was sincere, and in front of Ye Xin's tablet, he knelt down.

Ye Hua sighed, who would have thought that the second uncle who left the Fallen Leaf Sect in the end would be the key to the great prosperity of the Fallen Leaf Sect in the future.

Could it be that there really is a cycle of cause and effect in the world?

Sighing, Ye Hua saw Ye Jing sneering at him and asked, "Third uncle, what's wrong?"

Ye Jing rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Sect Master, take a look at this, since Dong Nanyan has already entered our Falling Leaf Sect, or your junior brother, do you have to say something about it?"

Ye Hua smiled, his feelings were his own ideas, but indeed, he, the sect master, always had to give the little junior brother a greeting gift, thinking that the young man was even shouldering the heavy responsibility of the Fallen Leaf Sect, Ye Hua stretched out his fingers and pinched the trick, and the light of his fingertips flashed, turning into two colorful butterflies, dancing around the incense of this ancestral hall.

An ancient long sword condensed from the flames of incense, was pulled by the colorful butterfly, and flew back into Ye Hua's hand.

Ye Hua handed the long sword to Dong Nanyan and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Dong, this is the high-ranking divine soldier in our Fallen Leaf Sect, named Youcao, I will give it to Senior Brother today as a gift to meet." ”

Ye Jing nodded, feeling that his nephew was really well-intentioned.

The Grass Sword sent by Ye Hua, who used the Sect Master's secret method to take out the ancient sword in the Ancestral Master Hall, is a top-grade magic weapon, and more importantly, it is a pair of swords!

When the Youcao Sword was taken out, in the scabbard of Ye Zhi's waist, the long sword roared lightly.

Ye Zhi glared at Ye Hua, who was both a father and a sect master.

Ye Hua asked Dong Nanyan, who had taken over the Youcao Sword, "Senior brother, are you still satisfied?"

Dong Nanyan took the long sword and said with a smile: "Thank you Sect Master." ”

Ye Hua shook his head and smiled: "You're welcome, just call me Senior Brother Ye." ”

"Ahem. ”

Seeing Ye Jing coughing dryly again, Ye Hua smiled and said, "What else is the matter with the third uncle?"

Ye Jing walked to Dong Nanyan's side, "Senior nephew, the weather is getting cold, have you come to our Falling Leaf Sect and brought other clothes?"

Dong Nanyan shook his head, worried in his heart, could it be that there was really no quilt at night?

Ye Jing sighed and said apologetically: "Uncle Shi can't stand you, Uncle Shi originally had a robe that he wore on his body to ward off the cold and avoid the heat, which was a little worse than the robe called Qiu Se in your senior brother's sect master Qiankun bag, but it's a pity, I let the teacher give it to you Senior Sister Zhiqiu, and seeing that you didn't bring any clothes, Uncle Shi was worried." ”

Ye Hua was stunned, the third uncle is calculating himself?

This is not wool, this is to pluck sheepskin!

Ye Hua hurriedly put his eyes on Ye Che, if it was something else to give to the new senior brother Dong, it would not matter, after all, they were all a family, but she promised Ye Zhi that she would give her the autumn-colored robe as long as she reached the realm of ascending the building, Zhi'er had waited for a long time. Third Uncle Ye Jing's robe was indeed given to Senior Sister Zhiqiu, but Uncle Ye Che, you don't even have a disciple, so your robe is always there!

Uncle Shi, you are in emergency, help me!

Ye Che gave Ye Hua a knowing look, Ye Hua was a little relieved, or Uncle Shi was considerate of him.

I saw Ye Che say loudly to Ye Jing, who was full of guilt: "Senior brother really said that I am very ashamed, Zhuyu is in front, if it weren't for my robe, it wouldn't be as good as Ye Hua's nephew, I'll give it to Senior Nephew Dong, hey." ”

Ye Hua was stunned.

It looks like hemorrhage is going to be heavy today.

Otherwise, what else can I do, I can't say Senior Brother Dong, this robe can't be given to you, I just entered the master's door, and it chills people's hearts!

Flipping through his hand, he took out a pale golden robe from the storage bag, and Ye Hua still forced a smile and said: "Don't blame the third uncle and senior uncle, it's the senior brother who owes it to consideration, Senior Brother Dong, this autumn-colored robe is also given to you along with the Grass Sword." ”

Ye Hua said with a smile: "Senior brother, let Uncle Shi arrange the rest of the things for you later, Senior Brother still has something to deal with, let's see you tomorrow." ”

Dong Nanyan took the treasure from Ye Hua again, and thanked: "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Ye Hua nodded, hurriedly left the hall, and if he didn't leave, who knew what this junior brother would lack in a while!

"Let's go, nephew, let's also go and see where you live tonight, Uncle Shi promised you, I promise you that everything will be completed for you. Seeing that he had successfully won the robe and divine soldier for Dong Nanyan, Ye Jing was full of smiles.

Jinliu Peak of Deciduous Mountain, Dong Nanyan stood in front of the two-story wooden building and swallowed his saliva, looking at the fairy birds soaring and spreading their wings under the mountain, and the precious immortal medicine growing in the fence next to the building.

This mountain is different from what I thought!

Ye Jing, who was immortal and boneful, said with a smile: "Senior nephew, are you still satisfied? This Jinliu Peak will be your residence in the future, and the one next to it is your senior sister's Zhiqiu Peak, you can go around more if you have nothing to do." ”

Dong Yanyan nodded and said with a smile: "Immortal Chief... Uncle Shi, the mountain you are talking about is too big. ”

In Linan Town, there is no such big mountain called a mountain.

"Big?", Ye Jing thought about it, too, just such two people, living in such a big Jin Liufeng is a little lonely, besides, the teenager is only thirteen or fourteen years old, so he can't be too withdrawn.

The old man glanced at the girl with a sad face, and thought to himself: "It seems that tomorrow I have to choose some maidservants and send this Jin Liufeng to serve." ”

Ye Jing felt that what he thought made sense, and after saying something to Dong Nanyan, he went down to Jinliufeng.

After taking a sip of tea, Ye Hua looked at his absent-minded daughter and said with a smile: "Angry when you saw the autumn robe given to your father?"

Ye Zhi, who looked down at the long sword in his hand, shook his head and smiled lightly.

Providence is merciful to the grass, and the world is sunny at night.

This evening sword seems to have some joy.

Looking at the Golden Willow Peak, Ye Che, who was short in stature, said softly: "Senior Brother Ye Xin, I will definitely take care of the hope you left for the Fallen Leaf Sect." ”

After returning from the Ancestral Hall, Liu Yao, who had always been humble and polite in the Ancestral Hall, looked calm and smiled, and after returning to his Shining Sun Peak, he smashed the teacup in his hand!

The autumn-colored robe was promised to Senior Sister Ye Zhi by the master, but this little uncle who appeared out of thin air, the dark grass sword in his hand, was what the master promised to him!

On Zhiqiu Peak, the woman who was floating out of the dust looked at the Golden Willow Peak, rubbing a golden fallen leaf in her hand.

Song Jieyi climbed the wooden building and opened the window, the girl smiled, and she was still relaxed.

The girl didn't come upstairs to take a look, but sat on the side of the mountain.

On the Golden Willow Peak, listening to the chirping of cranes and birds, the young man who was still at home in the morning was a little worried.

Homesick.