Wen Zhao saw that nearly two hundred Qingcheng disciples rushed to the left, leaving only the man surnamed Yu who had been traveling all the way to the right side alone, and shouted angrily: "You have all forgotten the good of the master?" Seeing that no one answered, he laughed angrily, "Okay! You will follow the little fairy to learn the methods of the immortal family here, and my surname Yu will go to the rivers and lakes to mingle." ”

Knowing that this person was an upright person, Wen Jian didn't embarrass him, and only said: "Everyone has his own creation, if you don't want to follow me to learn the Fa, leave quickly, don't yell here." ”

The surnamed Yu glanced at Wen Xuan, and finally cherished his life and didn't dare to say something unpleasant, gritted his teeth and was about to turn around and go down the mountain.

At this moment, three people searched for the mountain road towards the boundary of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, and one of them even called from afar: "That kid who pretends to be a ghost, you came to Qingcheng Mountain to spread the wilderness when you take off your fluff, but you are the only one in the world who knows the magic of the fairy family?"

Wen Ji glanced sideways and said with a smile: "I thought that this Sword Sect was too calm, but now there is a person who sacrifices the sword and sends the head." ”

The one who came first, dressed in a moon-white cloud robe, put on a barrier to cover his shoulders and back, his black hair was tied into a bun by a three-finger-wide gold ring, and under his feet was a pair of high-wall shoes made of black gauze and black skin. I saw him walking like a bird, with a jade "clanging" sound around his waist, and a handsome face with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, he was really extraordinary.

The two people who followed the beautiful man were both boys, dressed in plain clothes, both wearing a gray and white robe, a bull's nose bun made of iron hairpins on their heads, and a pair of Gebu tiger shoes with twenty big coins at their feet, and no jade embellishments around their waists, only a small green gourd hanging from each of them.

When he saw the face of the previous person, he didn't care about it, but when he saw the two boys in the back, he suddenly let out a shock.

He asked Po Ya to secretly use the Lost Trace Flag, and in the blink of an eye, he saw acres of big yellow clouds descending from the sky, just covering a group of Qingcheng Sword Sect disciples;

Seeing that the method succeeded, he called out to the two Dao boys who had avoided the sword formation with a spell that shrunk into inches: "No defects! No life! I was still abducted by the two of you, but it turned out that you really worshiped under the Xianliu Gate?"

When the two boys who were in a hurry to dodge heard the shout, they all looked at Wen Zhao with wide eyes, and their faces immediately showed excitement, and they shouted in unison: "Brother Bao'er! You have also learned the method of pretending to be a god and playing tricks!"

These two boys' real surname is Su, and they are the only two people in Qinghe Village who do not discriminate against copyists, and they have a similar smell. It's just that the two of them have always admired the immortal characters and rangers who come and go. I once heard someone say that there is a living immortal named "Luo Zhenren" in the Ziyun Temple of Erxian Mountain in Jiugong County, Jizhou, and the brothers followed the businessman to apprentice without thinking about it.

Luo Zhenren is really famous, but he is a famous immortal master in the east and west of Beijing. But the man never took in disciples, and whenever he went up to the mountain to meet him, he sent the boy away. The two brothers of the Su family were only eight or nine years old, and after they arrived at the top of the mountain, they were rejected as soon as they said their wishes to the welcoming disciples of the Taoist temple. The two of them begged bitterly not to leave, but a boy who served Luo Zhenren came out and told him, saying that the real person thought that their qualifications were not good, and there was no immortal fate in this life.

The little brothers were depressed when they heard about it, and they were very depressed for a while after returning to Qinghe. Later, I didn't know how to figure it out, but if I couldn't be a fairy, I would be a ranger. Since then, the two of them have often gone to the market together to look for strangers, but how can the two children find the rangers who have broken the ban on martial arts?

Wen Copying got acquainted with the Su brothers a few days ago, and after making friends, he also passed on some of their own anti-theft and anti-fraud skills in their previous lives. But a few days ago, the two brothers suddenly disappeared, and they didn't expect to bump into each other today.

After receiving the lotus, Wen Zhao slowly landed from the sky with the treasure light behind his head, first from Su Wujian, Su Wuming and one punch, and then said: "You guys are so lucky, you have already cultivated the innate realm! Which foolish Taoist who is willing to feed you with the elixir is a teacher?"

The Su brothers saw that the depth of their house was seen at a glance, but they couldn't sense the level of the copying and cultivation, and the elder brother Su Wuji, who had a fairer face, immediately sighed: "The original Taoist has achieved the arts, and I will show it to you," he turned around and glanced at the Demon Sealing Sword Formation that trapped the beautiful man, he shook his head with a wicked smile, "Now it seems that my brothers' methods are far inferior to yours, so even our senior brother Sao Bao, who has always been only in the limelight and does not endure hardships, has been planted in your hands!"

Su Wuming, who had smaller eyes, also gloated and said with a smile: "Our senior brother came to look for your bad luck. There may be a few dojos in the back that are coming, but it's just that you make too much noise, and you can hear it except for the deaf on Qingcheng Mountain. ”

"It is precisely because all the dojos must hear it, otherwise my sect will not be properly named, and there will be trouble in the future. There are not many capable people on Qingcheng Mountain on the left and right, so it's better to do things together. Answering casually, the text was copied and asked, "Which sect did you two worship?"

The Su family brothers glanced at each other, and the elder brother said without a trace: "We are now disciples of the Emei Sword Sect. Our two teachers have a lot of backgrounds, and I'll talk to you about this later. He glanced at the Demon Sealing Sword Array again, and saw that the sword light flickered non-stop, and he hurriedly said: "Just break that sassy bag, don't take his life." Our brothers spoiled a treasure in the dojo of our sect, and then we were punished by the master to come to this Qingcheng branch to retreat and repent. If he dies at this time, I am afraid that we will be punished by the master again, and we will have to suffer a lot at that time. ”

"I'm just going to have to detain him for a while so that our brothers can talk. Seeing that there were several rays of light shooting towards the mountain peak in the distance, Wen Zhao gave the Ning family brothers a look, and said: "Now that my brother wants to establish a religion and be respected, you two still need to support me for a scene." ”

Originally, they had been in a mess together, and when the Su brothers heard this, they immediately understood, and said in unison: "Brother, don't worry, look at us." ”

Su Wuxian shook his shoulders, and a purple gas suddenly erupted from the fontanelle above his head, and a purple flying sword loomed in the middle of it; Su Wuxian slapped the back of his head, and the fontanelle spewed out a green gas, and there was also a flying sword in it, which was cyan and wandering.