The woman sat on the main seat, her status was self-evident, she was one of the several masters in the door, and even she spoke, and the peak master of Dragon and Tiger Peak could only suppress her anger and be silent. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After the quota of 500 was determined, the old Taoist priest left the main hall without saying a word, and no one came to greet him along the way, as if there was no such person.

"Senior sister, why did you agree to Brother Pastor's request, Wudang Mountain has declined, where are the disciples?" After everyone left, several old men with immortal wind and bones looked at the young woman, showing puzzlement.

"Brother Pastor said that there is, then naturally there is, is it wrong to ask for a place?" The woman's pale blue eyes could not see fluctuations, as high and ethereal as the sky, untouchable.

Several old men were stunned, and one of them still said: "I have never heard of it before, it should be the person who the pastor's brother saved a few days ago, I heard the disciple talk about it before, this is already considered indiscriminate." ”

The woman glanced at them lightly: "Brother Priest sacrificed Wudang to prevent the catastrophe for the Taoist, and now he just wants a place, not too much." ”

The faces of several old men turned red in an instant, their lips squirmed, and they didn't speak for a long time.

Standing up, the woman was clouded under her feet, dragging her body and walking away step by step.

Back in Wudang Mountain, the old Taoist priest told Ye Qingguan that three days later, he would go to the main peak to participate in the Taoist competition, Ye Qingguan was slightly stunned, and then sincerely thanked him, but he didn't expect the old Taoist priest to really regard him as a disciple of Wudang Mountain.

The old man who poured vegetables also heard the news, and ran over in a hurry, holding the old Taoist priest's shoulder, as if I knew you would be like this: "I'll just say, it's still your old pastor who is kind." ”

Letting go of a matter of concern, Ye Qingguan also became relaxed.

He came to Tiandao Mountain, not only to complete the old man's bet, but more importantly, this is one of the seven stars that have landed, there is a star from the extraterrestrial starry sky, which is pregnant with the secret of supreme divine power and immortality, as well as the origin of gods and men, which is very important to him.

Before, he was still thinking about how to get into Tiandao Mountain, and he didn't want to water the vegetables, and the old man proposed such a bet, and after missing the time, he was worried that he would not be able to enter, but he didn't expect that another village would come to Wudang Mountain inexplicably and solve this difficult matter.

With a brisk mood, Ye Qingguan felt that even chopping firewood had become much easier, and when he got up and down with an axe, pieces of wood became split in half, and the incision was extremely smooth.

At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and saw several figures walking up the mountain on the mountain road of Wudang Mountain, visiting here like never before.

When those people saw Ye Qingguan chopping firewood, they were also slightly stunned.

One of them's eyes narrowed slightly: "It seems that you are the Wudang disciple who is going to participate in the Daomen Competition?"

Ye Qingguan looked at them lightly and said, "It's me." ”

"Sure enough, there is someone somewhere, look at your white hair, you shouldn't have any terminal illness, it's really suitable for this place. One of the disciples looked at Ye Qingguan's white hair and sneered.

Several of the other disciples also laughed scoffingly, full of ridicule and sarcasm.

Ye Qingguan glanced at them lightly, and then took care of himself to chop up the firewood, and the way he ignored it made several disciples feel like they had punched the cotton, and their faces suddenly turned red.

"Hmph, a hairy boy who came out of nowhere, also wants to compete with us for a place in Longhu Mountain, do you really think that you can show off your power if you have some ability?"

"That is, if you strengthen Senior Brother Lin's quota, you should give him some color to taste. ”

"Hmph, Pastor Ancestor I think I'm also dizzy, and I actually chose a sick seedling to participate in the big competition. ”

When he heard the last sentence, Ye Qingguan's movements stopped, looked at the old Taoist priest sweeping the floor in the distance, and asked, "Master, I am now the eldest disciple of Wudang Mountain, teach them a lesson, is it no problem?"

The old Taoist priest swept the ground and hummed lightly.

Hearing this, Ye Qingguan hooked a smile on the corner of his mouth, put down the axe in his hand, and walked towards the disciples step by step.

"I am now the big disciple of Wudang Mountain, and my status is on the same level as the big disciples of other mountain peaks, what are you that dare to shout here? Say that my master is old and dizzy, hasn't your master taught you how to respect your master? Or is this how you treat your master?" Ye Qingguan's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth were faintly mocking.

"What nonsense are you talking about, when did we not respect the teacher?" The disciple at the head glared fiercely at the junior brother beside him, and he couldn't hold back for a moment, so he said what he thought in his heart.

Indeed, in the eyes of the other disciples of Tiandao Mountain, Wudang Mountain has been abandoned, and the old man who lives on the mountain is just a dying old man, and there is nothing worthy of respect.

"Hmph, a group of fly-headed rats, why didn't I see you come to provoke when I was in the heyday of Wudang? Do you really think that our Wudang is easy to bully?" Ye Qingguan looked at them coldly.

When the disciple at the head heard this, his eyes also turned cold: "Who is the fly-headed rat, you know in your own heart, who knows where you are the hairy boy? ”

Syllable!

Ye Qingguan waved his sleeves, and the sound of gold and iron hunting came from his robe, setting off a gust of wind, and swept up towards several disciples on the opposite side, with a crisp sound, a palm print was left on the face of the disciple who was the leader, and it was blood-red.

"Remember who you're talking to, I'm the eldest disciple of Wudang Mountain, I'm your senior brother, what is the dog barking at?" Ye Qingguan's eyes were bright, making several people's hearts flutter at the same time.

The disciple at the head of the group had an extremely ugly face, and his left cheek was red and swollen, and even a trace of blood appeared.

Just now, Ye Qingguan just waved his sleeves, and his strength hit him in the face in the air, such a deep internal force is definitely not something ordinary people can do.

"Get out, go back and learn how to respect the teacher and climb up!"

Ye Qingguan kicked a few disciples down the mountain with a few palms and feet, arrogant and domineering.

"Not bad, boy, it's really showing off your might. The old man who poured vegetables didn't know where to come out, and looked at Ye Qingguan and quipped.

"Such a guy who bullies the weak and is afraid of the hard, and he will not have a long memory if he does not teach him a lesson. "Ye Qingguan seems to have done something very ordinary, he should eat, sleep, and act like a nobody.

Compared with the eight Xuanjian, these disciples are really not enough, and they really don't pose any threat to him, since Wudang Mountain wants to be famous, then you might as well be more domineering, anyway, there are people behind to support you, and you are afraid of a hair.

A group of people were just dealt with in the morning, and just after noon, another group of people went up the mountain with great momentum, and this time the formation became much larger.

"People from Dragon Tiger Peak?" Looking at their appearance, Ye Qingguan frowned slightly.

When he was in Changbai Mountain, he had killed two elders of Dragon and Tiger Peak, and he always had a touch of defense against the people of this peak.

"Is it that you injured my disciple of Dragon Tiger Peak?" The man at the head looked at Ye Qingguan, his eyes shining like torches.

"They are cheap-mouthed, and I teach them whether they understand how to respect teachers. Ye Qingguan also carried a broom and swept the leaves, extremely calm.