After Yang Qing walked around Qingxian Peak and became familiar with it for a while, he directly came to the main hall and found Lin Dahai.

When Yang Qing said that he wanted to go out to practice, Lin Dahai quickly agreed, after all, jade can't be cut without cutting, and he understands this truth better than Yang Qing.

The fledglings who have not been flying never know how high the sky outside is and how big the world is, which is also the main reason why Yang Qing wants to go out to practice.

Before leaving, Lin Dahai also instructed Yang Qing to remember to come back to participate in the closed disciple selection competition in three years, and after Yang Qing nodded and wrote it down, he went directly out of Qingxian Peak.

Not long after leaving Qingxian Peak, Yang Qing came to the Lingdan Pavilion, and from afar he saw Qian Wanda lying leisurely on the big chair by the door, staring at the female disciples who came and went with squinted eyes.

Yang Qing secretly scolded the old pervert, and sneaked over.

At this moment, it was noon, and there were a lot of people who came to the Lingdan Pavilion to buy medicine, both men and women.

Under normal circumstances, the amount is not too large, the level of the pill is not too high, and Qian Wanda will not go out in person, and there are guys in it to do it.

As the Elder of the Immortal Sword Sect, he only had three tasks.

First, wait for the big customer. Second, take a good look at the elixir in the Lingdan Pavilion, so as not to lose the black gauze hat on your head, and third, you lie at the door every day to watch the beauties and see countless beauties.

This task has become the most important task in Qian Wanda's life.

Looking at the men and women who were coming in and out next to him, talking and laughing, and behaving affectionately, Qian Wanda grabbed the few remaining hairs on his head, and sighed heavily, :

"It's really a flower that is inserted in cow dung, and now women's aesthetics have seriously exceeded the standard, a man like me, although he looks a little mature, but how to say that he is also a beautiful man who came over in the wind and rain, why does no one appreciate me?"

Qian Wanda didn't notice that when he squinted his eyes and glanced at those girls who were warblers and swallows, a fair-skinned palm slowly touched the storage bag he hung on his waist.

There was no sound, and in just a moment, his storage bag disappeared.

This is the Immortal Sword Sect, Qian Wanda, as an elder of the Spirit Pill Pavilion, never dreamed that someone would dare to put the thief's guts on him.

After a while, Yang Qing appeared and came to Qian Wanda's side with a sincere smile: "Uncle Da is so interested every day, and the younger generation admires it." ”

Qian Wanda glanced at Yang Qing, and his voice was a little lazy: "It's Yang Qing! What is the matter with coming to Uncle Da today, is it here to buy pills?"

Yang Qing straightened his body and said in a low voice: "Uncle Da, the last time I fought with Yeming, you said that as long as I beheaded him, you would give me ten bottles of third-level solid Peiyuan Dan, this matter is ......."

Yang Qing raised his eyebrows at Qian Wanda, stretched out his thumb and index finger and pinched each other, and smiled on his mouth, the meaning of this is self-evident.

"This thing...... Alas, Yang Qing! That day, Uncle Da, I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to beat that night, so I said this to you! This elixir has to be reported to the sect, and Uncle Da doesn't dare to really give it to you! Of course, if you buy it with spirit crystals, it will be different, how about I give you a 9.8% discount. ”

Yang Qing scolded secretly, sure enough, it was the same as he guessed, this old fox's abacus was too fine, and what he said sounded good, but he didn't plan to give it in his heart, but fortunately, he was not easy to fool.

Yang Qing said regretfully: "Now the juniors are a little poor! Let's buy it next time! But Uncle Da cares about the juniors, and the juniors are really grateful!"

Hearing this, Qian Wanda waved his hand and pretended to be compassionate: "It is a matter of course for the elders to take care of the younger generations, and it is okay to be more filial to Uncle Da in the future." ”

"That's nature. ”

Yang Qing answered, and then said in a low voice: "Uncle Da, you sit by this gate all day long, and you are not afraid that the things inside will be stolen!"

When Qian Wanda heard this, he said confidently: "This is the Immortal Sword Sect, a first-class immortal cultivator in the Southern Wilderness, someone dares to steal things in it? ”

"I'm not afraid to tell you, don't look at Uncle Da and I lie here and nap all day long, but the wind and grass in this radius of ten miles can't escape my eyes, let alone the ill-intentioned little thief, even I know exactly where a mosquito lays eggs. ”

Qian Wanda sat up straight, his face was serious, and he opened his big palm and spread it out in front of him, already looking like he was in control.

When Yang Qing heard this, he hurriedly patted his ass: "Uncle Da really deserves to be the mainstay of my Immortal Sword Sect, and if you can be taken care of by Uncle Da, the younger generation is really smoking from the ancestral tomb." ”

Qian Wanda had a smile in his eyes: "Low-key and low-key, all this is what I should do, no need to be publicized!"

"Uncle Da is really a hero!"

Yang Qing bowed his hand: "That junior retires, you have a good rest!" After speaking, he turned around and left.

"Go, go, go! Alas, there are too many things in the sect that I want to worry about, and I really fulfill the old saying, those who can work hard!"

Qian Wanda waved his hand at Yang Qing, nagging and napping again.

When Yang Qing walked away, Qian Wanda opened his eyes, and a scheming smile appeared on his mouth: "Hmph, Jiang is still old and spicy, and you want to pluck a hair out of my body, it's really too much, hum." ”

Yang Qing walked on the road, and there was a sincere smile on his face: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and slap the front waves to death on the beach, Uncle Da, you are so generous!"

He was holding a storage bag in his hand, which was heavy, and there were a lot of things in it.

......

Yang Qing returned to the Houshan Cave Mansion and found that everyone was there, and when he saw him appear, they hurriedly surrounded him.

After Yang Qing was seriously injured and taken away by Lin Dahai that day, it has been more than a month now, and everyone is very worried about Yang Qing's injury, especially Du Sanniang and Qiu Xi'er have been crying for a long time.

Now seeing Yang Qing come back safe and sound, everyone's voices were finally put down.

After a few words of greeting with everyone, Yang Qing said that he was going out to practice, and everyone fell silent again when they heard it.

Seeing this, Yang Qing just smiled, turned around and walked into the medicine garden.

Looking at Yang Qing's back, Zhao Zhenglong sighed: "Our strength is too weak, and it is a burden to go with him, so it is better to stay at home." ”

Everyone also nodded helplessly, and they only made up their minds in their hearts to cultivate hard, hoping to keep up with Yang Qing's footsteps as soon as possible.

......

The next day, before dawn, Yang Qing didn't say hello to anyone, so he secretly went down to the back cave mansion and went straight to the periphery of the sect.

However, what Yang Qing didn't know was that as soon as he got off the Houshan Cave Mansion, a group of people appeared behind him, standing quietly at the door of the Cave Mansion, watching him leave.