When the crane flew closer, a young man with a slightly chubby face and a small stature jumped down from the crane and bowed in front of Qingle Zhenren.

"Disciple Sun Jiangping visited the patriarch. Jiang Ping's demeanor was respectful, neither humble nor arrogant.

"You're Jiang Ping!" Hongyi pointed at Jiang Ping and said in surprise.

Jiang Ping saw that it was Hongyi, and hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Meet Uncle Hongyi, meet this senior and all the senior brothers." ”

The so-called etiquette is not to blame, although Jiang Ping doesn't know who is present, it is right to salute, who let himself ask for others.

Hongyi's divine sense swept Jiang Ping, and seeing that he was still in the early stage of qi refining, his depressed mood was suddenly alleviated a lot: "You have been under Senior Brother Wang Ming for nearly six years, why are you still in the early stage of qi refining, is it because Senior Brother Wang has not tried his best to teach you to cultivate immortals?"

When Kang You Zhenren heard that it was Wang Ming's apprentice, he glanced at Jiang Ping slightly.

Jiang Ping's expression did not move, and nodded: "Jiang Ping's qualifications are inferior, and it is already a kindness for the master to be able to accept Jiang Ping, and the master is not that he did not teach Jiang Ping, but Jiang Ping is reckless and has not been able to advance to the next level, Jiang Ping plans to advance to the middle stage of the monk after the ratio of the stars." ”

"That's right, Senior Brother Wang Ming doesn't seem to have stayed in the door in the past few years, no wonder your progress is slow. You can find out on your own that you are about to make a breakthrough, and you have worked hard! Yuan Hui and Yuan Li, the two of you need to learn more from Jiang Ping. Hongyi nodded, and taught the brother surnamed Yuan a lesson by the way.

The two brothers had just lost the competition, and they were named and taught a lesson by the master, and they were quite unhappy in their hearts.

A monk who only gets a little guidance can break through to the middle stage of qi refining in six years, which is not bad.

Jiang Ping glanced at the two monks behind Hongyi, and sighed in his heart that he almost became the senior brother of these two.

"Since it is a disciple of Wang Ming's nephew, let's compare it, the two bottles of pills and the two weapons just now can be used as color heads. When Kang You Zhenren heard that he was Wang Ming's disciple, he immediately came to his senses, and even felt that winning Wang Ming was more joyful than winning Qingle Zhenren.

Jiang Ping's face was puzzled, what is this!

Qingle Zhenren said angrily: "Senior Brother Kangyou, you have gone too far!"

Kang You Zhenren glared: "Senior brother, why am I going too far!"

"You can't say too much, as soon as you heard that Jiang Ping was Wang Ming's disciple, you were so excited, you didn't want to avenge Wang Ming for killing your disciple Lou Huan!"

"You're talking nonsense! I just want to compete, I want to warn you!"

"I don't need you to wake me up!"

......

The two old guys were angry, and the more they talked, the more anxious they became.

Jiang Ping was dumbfounded, in his impression, Qingle Zhenren was a senior master, with a mysterious appearance, when could he see such a fierce quarrel.

"Ancestor, please save my master!" Jiang Ping came to ask for help, but he didn't come to see a joke, he was in a hurry, and suddenly knelt in front of Qingle Zhenren.

Qingle Zhenren, who was arguing, suddenly stopped, and he looked at Jiang Ping: "Your master once ordered you not to kneel to anyone, why didn't you listen?"

"My master is in danger and has to kneel!" Jiang Ping shouted, his eyes red and his face even more sad.

He has been sick since he was a child, and he was raised by his parents with hard work, and he knows the suffering of his parents. After leaving his parents and coming to this world, the best thing for him was Master Wang Ming, although they didn't spend much time together, but he could feel Master's sincere expectations for him, just like his own father.

"You say that your master is in danger, you can make it clear!" Qingle Zhenren was shocked and asked.

"I heard from a monk that my master snatched a treasure from someone in Wangwu Mountain, and took away a treasure under Brother Jindan, and Brother Jindan angrily went to hunt down and kill my master, and then disappeared, I'm afraid, my master has ......" Jiang Ping explained the matter in the most concise words.

"Wangwu Mountain Wood Spirit Turtle Lei Wanjun Tomb?" Kang You Zhenren muttered.

"Yes, it is the tomb of Lei Wanjun, at this time, I heard in the early years, this Lei Wanjun is a relatively outstanding formation mage in the past three thousand years, his tomb is not so easy to break into, it must be extremely dangerous, and I am not very interested in the way of formation, and I have no attention. Qingle Zhenren thought for a while and asked, "What does Jindan Zhenren look like and what are his characteristics?"

Jiang Ping thought about it for a while, and replied seriously: "Mo Li said that the Jindan real person is extremely tall, with an uneven figure, and is as thin as a penny, making a cyan bamboo, comparable to a metal weapon, the sword is cut without injury, the fire is burned without burning, and sometimes a large piece of flying leaves can fly out and injure everyone. If he hadn't been injured, I'm afraid he would have been able to catch up with Master on the spot......"

"Hurt?" Qingle is really happy, and Kangyou is also happy.

"Then your master should be fine. Qingle Zhenren turned his worries into joy, and put down a big stone in his heart.

"Why?" Jiang Ping asked.

"The person you are talking about, his name is Qingzhu Daoren, he is a demon cultivator, and his strength is nothing among the Jindan real people, and your Uncle Kang You can defeat him. Although your master can't beat him, he is still certain in his life. If you give your master a chance, you can even hurt him again!" Qingle Zhenren smiled confidently.

Jiang Ping suddenly relieved when he heard this, since the Heart Dao Patriarch said so, he must have his own reasons, but he didn't expect that the master was so powerful.

Kang You Zhenren was a little happy to hear that he could defeat Qingzhu Daoren, but he was a little surprised when he heard it, if he didn't know Qingle's personality, he thought he was talking nonsense. What are you kidding, even if Jin Dan Zhenren is injured and only has three points of strength left, he can easily kill the peak of the late stage of foundation building! It's just that why is this Qingle so confident in Wang Ming?

"However, those who dare to provoke my Qingshi Gate, I Qingle must not let it go easily. Qingle Zhenren stared at him and smiled coldly, "It's been a long time since I left the mountain, I'm afraid that some people have forgotten my Qingle name!

"Master, Hongyi is willing to take the lead!" Hongyi said, bowing down.

Qingle Zhenren waved his hand: "This is Jindan Zhenren's business, you don't have to interfere." You still teach your disciples honestly in the door, don't let the teacher lose too ugly. ”

Monk Hongyi's face was a little unpleasant, Qingle Zhenren didn't call him, he could only suppress his depressed anger.

"Senior Brother Qingle, since someone has provoked our Qingshi Gate, how can I let it go, Kang You will accompany you out of the mountain and kill Qingzhu!"

"What, you're not provoking me?" Qingle Zhenren snorted coldly.

Kang You Zhenren first said sorry to Qingle in an apologetic tone, and then talked about why he came here.

"Senior brother, I know why you hate me, do you think my disciple Lou Huan killed your disciple Sun Su Mu? Then I can tell you, I asked Lou Huan about this matter, and he said that he didn't know why the breath appeared in Zhizi Peak, but what he can be sure of is that he didn't kill Su Mu, it's just a superb magic weapon, and he can't kill his fellow disciples for this! Today I brought these two superb magic weapons, which shows my attitude, but unfortunately, there are no outstanding disciples under the senior brother, and he couldn't win the magic weapon. ”

"The best magic weapon?" Jiang Ping looked at the small knives and small swords in the hands of Kang You, and his eyes lit up.

"It's so cold!" Jiang Ping couldn't help but praise.

Qingle Zhenren stared at Kang You Zhenren's eyes, and saw that his expression was calm, and his eyes were indeed full of sincerity, plus these two superb magic weapons were indeed quite good, so he believed seven or eight points.

"Little guy Jiang Ping, do you like it?" asked Kang You Zhenren with a smile.

"Like. Jiang Ping nodded.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you, and I'll apologize for this misunderstanding. Kang You Zhenren stretched out his hand and sent the knife and sword over.

Qingle Zhenren's face changed, and he shouted softly: "Kang You, what are you thinking! Why did you give Jiang Ping such a treasure for no reason, do you want him to go through Su Mu's mistakes?"