"No matter! you go quickly, our Xiaowei Cao Pavilion doesn't dare to accept you!" Senior Brother hurriedly jumped out, and hurriedly ordered the disciples of Xiao Wei Cao Pavilion to collect their stalls and return to the mountain.

Jokes, the people who were reprimanded by Mu Luan Immortal, which of the hundred schools of Xianmen dared to accept it?

No one knows the hundred schools of Xianmen, no one knows, Mu Luan Xian is notoriously domineering and imperious.

After tossing and shining for a long time, the mountain gate of Xiaowei Grass Pavilion was finally beaten back to the coldness of a hundred years ago.

"Hey!"

The old master hid behind a big tree, and watched his disciples return home, and his heart felt bitter.

"How good is this, how good is this!"

The old master blew his beard, sighed, and a flying sword in the gray, and pinched a sword trick in the gray, just when the sword rode the wind to the mountain gate plaque, a bird with colorful feathers landed on the mountain gate plaque and comfortably pulled a piece of, and then flapped its wings and flew away.

The poor old master, who was nearly half a hundred years old, was almost vomited blood and died by a bird.

As a result, there was another piece of news in Xiaowei Caoge, which I don't know whether to call it bad news or send a sad party.

The old master is critically ill!

As soon as this news came out, even Bai Mu, who only knew how to snooze all day, began to cultivate diligently.

It's just one thing to be diligent, and it's another thing to be diligent!

It's been three years, Bai Mu has been cultivating for three years, but he still hasn't learned the most basic sword art in the cultivation realm.

In the past three years, those junior brothers and sisters who started later than Bai Mu have now become Bai Mu's senior sisters and senior brothers!

However, in the past three years, Bai Mu, who is the party concerned, is like a person who has nothing to do, with the strange style of smiling all day long, never getting up all day, and winning the favor of all the senior brothers and sisters.

This is an extremely remarkable thing! Although Bai Mu is very lazy, he is not annoying!

According to the recruitment gate incident, three months have passed, and in these three months, Xiao Wei Cao Pavilion surprisingly did not panic, and none of the disciples switched to other mountain gates.

The old master is still only hanging for a breath, and he is not getting better.

Bai Mu also did the greatest duty he could for Xiaowei Caoge: guarding the mountain gate.

On this day, it was a sunny day, Bai Mu was lying on a wooden table, the sunlight was lazily shining on Bai Mu's body, warm, and gradually, Bai Mu had the idea of arguing with Zhou Gong again.

"Oh, I'm annoying, Zhou Gong, can you chat with someone else, everyone is spoiled by you!"

Bai Mu resisted the temptation of Zhou Gong while fighting with his eyelids.

It's just that the final result is self-evident, Bai Mu was defeated, and he was defeated at the kind invitation of Duke Zhou.

On a certain step under the mountain gate of Xiaowei Caoge, at this moment, there is a big man in an ordinary coarse cloth shirt who is trying to climb towards the mountain gate.

His forehead was covered with sweat, and he gasped from time to time as he climbed, and several times he almost slid down the stairs, but every time he was about to slip, he narrowly grabbed the grass beside the stairs.

Bai Mu is sleeping lightly, in fact, she doesn't dare to really sleep like this, the senior brothers and sisters are working hard to cultivate against the sun at the moment, and Bai Mu can't sleep steadily!

Suddenly, there was a "bang-la-la" and screaming sound from the stairs at the foot of the mountain.