Gu Tiannan's heart softened, and he said softly: "Tianyang, what about the pot of apricot blossom wine I bought in Wenyang City? I searched for a long time in your treasure chest last night and didn't find it, if you lose it for me, you will have to pay me at least five taels of silver." ”

Zhao Tianyang saw that although the senior brother was pale, his arms and legs were all there, his white and chubby face was like a flower blooming, and the two lines of hot tears could no longer be suppressed, and two mud marks were scratched.

Zhao Tianyang said with a smile: "How much risk did I take to hide your pot of broken wine? If my uncle finds out, do you kid dare to come forward and say who bought the wine? If you don't give me the silver, it's already ungrateful, but you still have a shy face and ask me to pay you five taels of silver? Senior brother is so obsessed with money, has he always wanted to save money to beg his daughter-in-law?"

Gu Tiannan smiled indifferently, and wanted to raise his hand to wipe the face of this junior brother who had been with him for more than ten years, but his two arms still had no sensation, and the meridians around his body were still aching.

Gu Tiannan sighed and said, "Alas, your senior brother may not be able to please his daughter-in-law in his life. ”

"What's the matter? Senior brother, are you injured in that vital part? Could it be that this dragon can also steal peaches from monkeys? I can't imagine that this grandson is five big and three thick, and he will actually use this kind of indiscriminate tricks. was teased by it, and it is estimated that Da Luo Immortal can't stand it. But don't worry, as long as you are not as clean as the eunuchs in the palace, with my wonderful hands and benevolence, the reincarnation of Hua Tuo Bian Que is here, you can regain your strength!"

Zhao Tianyang held Gu Tiannan with one hand, and pulled Gu Tiannan's arm on the back of his neck with the other, with a wicked smile on his face.

"Get out! I blocked a heavenly thunder last night, and the dragon couldn't cross the catastrophe, but that heavenly thunder seemed to have shattered all the meridians of my body......" Gu Tiannan was very tired, and he was weak when he spoke.

When Zhao Tianyang heard this, he pursed his lips and rolled his eyes, bragging is not like this! The power of the heavenly thunder is far superior to the Taoist thunder channeling technique, even if there is a first-class master in the realm of leaving the dust, it is enough to choke on the next karmic thunder, not to mention the rare nine-day thunder tribulation in a hundred years last night? The unashamed Gu Shaoxia in front of him, can he take the next heavenly thunder stubbornly? Wouldn't that be split into pieces all over the ground?

Zhao Tianyang stared at Gu Tiannan's expression, and was busy considering the words to mock the senior brother who opened his mouth, but the latter looked sad and lonely, and moaned a few times miserably, it seemed that what he said was true, and he was not joking with himself.

Zhao Tianyang's face was full of surprise, he leaned Gu Tiannan against the crooked tree, stretched out three fingers in a serious way, put on Gu Tiannan's vein, and asked, "What about the Jiaolong who has a mother and no father?

"Last night, a group of black-clothed men of unknown origin subdued the dragon with a dozen giant crossbows, and then took it away, and I don't know if it was dead or alive. What about the senior uncle and junior disciples, how are they injured?" Gu Tiannan narrowed his eyes and replied weakly.

"Wang Dameng! Qi Zhipu! I have found Senior Brother! Wang Dameng, Qi Zhipu! I have found Senior Brother!" Zhao Tianyang tore his throat and roared twice, then closed his eyes tightly, concentrated on giving Gu Tiannan a pulse, and stretched out another palm as white as a steamed bun to signal the latter not to disturb him.

Wang Dameng, Qi Zhipu, just from the names of these two people, you can know that their family backgrounds are very different.

Wang Dameng and Qi Zhipu are both outer disciples of Hongxuanzong, and strictly speaking, they are not really Taoist people, so their names do not have the word "heaven" in Hongxuanzong's Dongcang Pavilion on behalf of generations.

Hongxuanzong is now shouldering the first ancestral court of Taoism, and the current head of the Qingce Tianzun is known as the Taoist real person who is the most promising to ascend to immortal since the past Jiazi, even if it is the outer disciple of Hongxuanzong, he has to rely on his family background and qualifications to grab his head in order to have a place in the rivers and lakes. Three hundred and sixty-five days in the four seasons of the year, every day, dozens of young people kneel down outside the Sanqing Hall of Hongxuanzong, hoping to gain the favor of a real person in the sect and obtain the qualification to enter the sect and cultivate the Tao.

Qi Zhipu is one of these young handsome people, he was originally the son of the suzerain of a small sect in the south, since he was a child, he practiced family exercises, and at the age of fourteen, he stepped into the realm of seven-grade masters.

Compared with the son of a family like Qi Zhipu, Wang Dameng is like a native chicken and poultry next to the phoenix, his family is poor, and when he was eight years old, he was sold by his ruthless father to a rich man's family as a servant.

If it weren't for Wang Dameng freezing at the foot of Hongxuanzong Mountain on a bitter winter day and being rescued by a kind-hearted real person in the sect, how could he become a fellow disciple with a young man like Qi Zhipu today?

Those who know themselves do not complain about others, and those who know their fate do not complain about heaven. Wang Dameng knew that he was from a humble background, and after he was lucky enough to become an outer disciple of Hongxuan Sect, he was even more like walking on thin ice, and he had a natural sense of awe for all his senior brothers. The more cautious Wang Dameng lived, the more vulnerable he was to being scorned and bullied by other juniors.

If it weren't for Senior Brother Gu Tiannan's usual care for this Wang Dameng, all the outer disciples of Dongcang Pavilion would have to wash their clothes by Wang Dameng.

Gu Tiannan looked at Zhao Tianyang, who was concentrating, and smiled slightly, it seems that the senior uncle and junior disciples should be safe and sound, otherwise how could this fat man have the heart to show off his half-bottle of vinegar medical skills here?

Zhao Tianyang's lips trembled, he opened his eyes and just wanted to speak, when Wang Dameng and Qi Zhipu rushed to one after the other.

"Senior brother, you ......" Wang Dameng just said half a sentence timidly, and was grabbed by Qi Zhipu on the side: "Senior brother! Several of us are very worried about your safety, especially Senior Brother Tianyang, he was about to go up the mountain to find you before dawn, but was stopped by Uncle Shi. Early this morning, after I gave birth to Senior Uncle, I followed Senior Brother Tianyang up the mountain to look for you, how are you injured, is there any serious problem?"

Although Wang Dameng's name is very masculine, he is dark, thin and short, not very old but already a little hunchbacked, and his appearance has nothing to do with the words "Wang", "Big" and "Meng".

Standing with the majestic Qi Zhipu, Wang Dameng looks like a servant of this son-in-law.

was interrupted by Qi Zhipu, Wang Dameng did not have the slightest resentment, he was full of smiles, patiently waited for Qi Zhipu to finish speaking, then turned his head to look at the senior brother, and said, "Yes, the second senior brother is ......."

Wang Dameng was interrupted again before he finished speaking, but this time it was not Qi Zhipu who interrupted him, but a fierce look from Zhao Tianyang. Zhao Tianyang never liked to be called "second senior brother" by others, he preferred to be called "second brother" by his junior brothers.

Wang Dameng knew that he had said the wrong thing again, he had been bending over in order to talk to Gu Tiannan, but now he almost buried his head in the crotch of his pants.

Offending an outer disciple like Qi Zhipu is at most a beating, but offending an inner disciple like Zhao Tianyang is absolutely unacceptable, because Hongxuanzong has many exercises and swordsmanship that are taught by the master to the inner disciples, and then by the inner disciples to the outer disciples. An eight-sided and exquisite outer disciple like Qi Zhipu has a far greater chance of learning advanced swordsmanship in Hongxuanzong than Wang Dameng.

Gu Tiannan glanced at Zhao Tianyang, and said warmly: "Wang Dameng, in the future, you will call him second senior brother, do you still want to call him senior brother?

Wang Dameng raised his head, his face was flushed before he could speak, Qi Zhipu beside him arched his hand and said respectfully: "Senior brother, please rest assured, Senior Uncle Ning took two elixirs refined by the second brother himself, and the bleeding from the wound had stopped last night, and now he is meditating and pranayama in the bamboo spring forest, with the help of the second brother's elixir, coupled with Uncle Ning's profound skills, it is estimated that he will be able to recover in a few more days." But you'...... big brother."

Gu Tiannan frowned, and did not respond to Qi Zhipu, who spoke appropriately, he looked at Wang Dameng intently and said, "Wang Dameng, what do I ask you!

After hearing Gu Tiannan's words, the smile on Qi Zhipu's face did not decrease in the slightest, but the five fingers of his right hand holding the sword tightened slightly.

Qi Zhipu has not experienced much on this kind of occasion, but Wang Dameng has experienced too much, he is the lowest-ranking servant in the rich man's family, and other servants are also arrogant to him. Although there is no one in Hongxuanzong who is the master of his Wang Dameng, he is still accustomed to the humble status of "a man under a man".

"Back to Senior Brother's words, Senior Brother Qi is right, Senior Uncle can be cured in a few days of cultivation. Wang Dameng raised his head and smiled with a smirk, but after looking at Gu Tiannan, this face full of smirks also looked at Qi Zhipu, who had never put him in his eyes.

"You two don't talk about it! Senior brother is seriously injured, but there is no worry about his life, I will carry my senior brother on my back, let's go down the mountain immediately, please make a decision!" Zhao Tianyang saw that the atmosphere was slightly tense, and hurriedly came out to play a round.

There are many treasures in Zhao Tianyang's treasure chest, all of which were bought with Qi Zhipu's silver, and the thunderbolt that saved Gu Tiannan and Ning Yuan's lives cost Qi Zhipu two hundred taels of silver.

Eating people with short mouths and short hands with people, even if Wang Dameng suffered a great grievance, Zhao Tianyang was embarrassed to reprimand Qi Zhipu.

A small Dongcang Pavilion, adding up to only about 40 people, is also a small river and lake full of fireworks.

The rivers and lakes where Wang Dameng is and the rivers and lakes where Qi Zhipu is are are indeed the same rivers and lakes, but they are indeed not the same rivers and lakes.

In the bamboo spring forest, Ning Yuan, who had been meditating and pranayama for three weeks, stood up, he held the wound with one hand, and squinted at the lush mountain top, with mountains and mountains in the distance, and the scenery was beautiful.

Ning Yuan had a lot of thoughts, and he had traveled no less than 5,000 miles in two years, and they had seen the turbulent waves of the East China Sea, and they had also seen the steep and majestic Sword Pavilion; they had seen the cruel fighting of hand-to-hand soldiers on the rivers and lakes, and they had also seen the conspiracy and trickery of killing people without knives on the rivers and lakes.

Ning Yuan originally wanted to take his seven disciples to visit the world-famous Bamboo Spring Forest for the last time and return home, but he never expected that the former fairyland on earth had become the purgatory on earth today. Song Ye learned that there was a real person from Hongxuanzong who inquired about Zhuquan Forest, how could he, who was good at calculation, let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Under Song Ye's snot and tears, Ning Yuan promised him to cut off the giant python that endangered one party.

But what Ning Yuan didn't expect was that his almost instinctive decision almost cost them eight lives, and now Gu Tiannan, the eldest disciple of Dongcang Pavilion, was even more uncertain about his life and death, and his life hung by a thread.

Ning Yuan rubbed his neck that was hit by Gu Tiannan's palm last night, and he secretly thought: If Gu Tiannan encounters an accident, then he will not have the face to return to Hongxuanzong to face his senior brother Gu Fan. It was he Ning Yuan, not Gu Tiannan, who should have gone to the top of the mountain last night to stop Jiaolong's crossing. After sending these disciples to the foot of Hongxuanzong Mountain, he would draw his sword and kill himself, and apologize for his crimes with death, but it was a pity for this disciple with excellent qualifications.

Thinking of this, Ning Yuan smiled.

The children of the rivers and lakes were born in the rivers and lakes, drunk in the rivers and lakes, fought in the rivers and lakes, and after all, they will die in the rivers and lakes.