You Ji and Sang Yue looked at each other and smiled, and You Ji followed and said: "Little nephew, isn't it another life, our family doesn't talk to each other, if you take the Xiao family Dazhai to the Flame Mountain, the demon clan's refining of the pill will naturally require the little nephew to make a big effort."

Jing Ye smiled deeply, and then said: "Jing Ye has already agreed to this matter, and this time thanks to the help of the Holy Maiden and Auntie, if the Xiao family Dazhai is moved south to the Flame Mountain and protected by the demon clan, Jing Ye is really ashamed."

Looking at Jing Ye's deep expression, Youji's face was puzzled, Sang Yue suddenly got up and said, "Are you worried that the demon clan will not be able to attack the Xiao family's Dazhai?"

Jing Ye knew that Sang Yue would be wrong, and hurriedly said: " The little aunt thought about it a lot, the Xiao family's Dazhai moved south is really a good policy, Jing Ye has nothing to repay, but where the demon clan uses the pill, Jing Ye does it with all his heart, but Jing Ye alone has little help, it is because Jing Ye is willing to offer all the elixir prescriptions sought by the demon clan, and the art of alchemy, I will pass it on to the Xiao family Dazhai Shenwu Battalion soldiers, if someone from the demon clan wants to learn, in the future, when he goes to the south of Motu, Jing Ye is also willing to teach him, but Jing Ye's alchemy is the skill of Jing Ye's alchemy, which is the Qilin master on behalf of Puyu Zhenren to accept apprentices, and this matter still needs the approval of the Qilin master?"

Jing Ye said this, everyone around a meal, since ancient times, Xiuzhen enlightenment, quite a door, such as Shushan all kinds of swordsmanship if not Shushan disciples must not be passed on, and the Dongtu Taoist family is more tight-lipped about the door of the practice of the heart of the bottle, will never leak half a word, where people will be as generous as Jing Ye, that is, Youji and March this trip, also famously said by Jing Ye for them to refine the pill, never asked Jing Ye for the pill and alchemy, after all, this matter is a taboo for cultivation.

Huoyun Qilin groaned for a while, to be honest, although the Qilin deity has been referring to the Puyu Dao for many years, he is not very clear about the art of alchemy, that day in the Yuhua Valley, the full frequency of Jing Ye himself to comprehend, at this time Jing Ye said this, it seems that he taught Jing Ye in general, Qi Lin understands Jing Ye's temperament, knows that this kid is affectionate, but he is unwilling to accept favors for no reason, and immediately nodded and said: "Jing Ye'er is the only disciple of the real person, as for him to teach the art of medicinal cultivation, it is all up to Jing Ye'er."

Hearing this, Sang Yue and Youji were already overjoyed, Jing Ye bowed his head, and saluted at the unicorn: "Thank you Master for success."

In fact, Jing Ye was not moved by Liu Saburo's proposal, if he went to Beiling, where could he repay the kindness of Youji and Sang Yue, these few times to give them a helping hand, it was really a great favor, it was better to give them the pill and the alchemy technique, so that he would not have to be limited to the Flame Mountain, and he could act conveniently.

After saying this, Jing Ye began to discuss the matter of moving south with the people of the Xiao family, before Jing Ye talked about what Liu Saburo said, the woman in red was still sitting quietly and listening, at this time, she heard that she had to deal with Jingzhou and prepare to move south, and suddenly became uneasy, and began to declare the army to seize the master, put Jing Ye aside, and planned endlessly, and Jing Ye, who was standing in the distance, rolled her eyes and sulked.

In the end, I am the owner of the village, or are you the owner of the village, Jing Ye was unhappy in his heart, and looked at the door with his head stuffy, at this time, Jing 13 and the monk had not returned, but he was a little surprised, fortunately, the city lord of Jingzhou, the rebellion had been quelled, Qian Shui Sleeve and Han Liu'er began to pacify the people, calm the hearts of the army, and think that Jing 13 would be safe and sound.

It's just that Jing Ye thought that he and Jing Thirteen, the two brothers, were the princes of Jing after all, and now the country has changed hands, and the prosperity of the past has been scorched, but when he really arrived in Jingzhou, he still had some emotion and sad thoughts, he was ready to call Jing Thirteen and worship his parents, of course, he didn't know where to worship, when his father died outside Jingzhou City, the corpses were all over the field, and he wanted to burn a fire and burn it clean, and his mother was also burned by Zhao Yannan.

Jing Ye looked at the door and was stunned, and suddenly thought, Jing 13 would not abandon himself and go to do these things alone, then this brother is really not a good one.

Of course, Jing Shisan didn't want Jing Ye to do these things, he didn't seem to have this intention when he came to Jingzhou, I'm afraid he hoped that he would forget it cleanly and never remember the war that destroyed the country.

At this time, Jing 13 was also in the city lord's mansion, but the situation was not good, he was blocked by a person, Jing 13 had a dazzling sword in his hand, almost exhausted all his means, at this time it was already sweating like rain, the horizontal sword was in front of him, and suddenly his eyes rolled, and he shouted at the person who blocked the person in front of him: "If you don't let go, don't let go, I will die to show you today."

As he spoke, he put the blood-red sunset shadow across his neck, and he was about to kill himself, but instead of dissuading him, the person in front of him smiled and said: "Your Highness Thirteen, just go, it doesn't matter if Mo Jiuzhuan has one less apprentice, it's just that my little junior sister has a husband missing, so I don't know how to be disappointed?"

Speaking of this, Jing 13 was suddenly deflated, followed by tears in his eyes, and suddenly cried out: "Mo Jiuzhuan, Jiuzhuan grandpa, you are good, let me go, there are so many good men in the world, you are still worried that you can't find an apprentice, besides, I want to marry your little junior sister, and I want to worship you as a teacher, what the hell is this."

Mo Jiuzhuan was suddenly stunned, hesitated a little, and said: "Didn't your master tell you, he just accepted apprentices on behalf of others, and he couldn't find a second one in the world of the thirteen swords, this sect's swordsmanship has always been a single thread, and there has always been a triple of heaven, earth and man, you have only learned the fast sword of the herringbone realm now, and the chaotic sword of the earth-word realm is the first to know the doorway, don't you want to learn the Xuanjian of the Tianzi realm?"

Jing Shisan was slightly stunned, he never thought about his life-killing thirteen swords and the swordsmanship of the Tianzi Realm, and said in a daze: "There is the swordsmanship of the Tianzi Realm, why didn't my master tell me, Mo Jiuzhuan, don't frame me, the master has only accepted two apprentices in this life, one is my uncle King Ying, and the other is me, how can you Mo Jiuzhuan do anything, don't think that if you are a saint, I am afraid of you, you can think of it, let me be your apprentice, then I am not a generation shorter than Ling'er, how can I raise my head in your Jade Void Palace."

Mo Jiu turned his mind and suddenly said: "What you said is not unreasonable, don't you think it's strange in this case, since Su Buqing accepted Jing Ying as an apprentice, why would he accept you, since he is your uncle, Su Buqing is not afraid of messing up Gangchang, you are right, if you don't marry my little junior sister, wouldn't it be happy to be my apprentice."

Hearing this, Jing Shisan almost didn't jump up in anger, and shouted: "You are an old sow eating almonds, thinking crisply, you look at your poor and sour appearance, thinking about my family's Ling'er warm jade and warm fragrance, why do you want Lao Tzu not to have a daughter-in-law, to be your apprentice."

After listening to Jing Shisan's words, Mo Jiuzhuan really looked at his own outfit from top to bottom, and it was indeed a little nondescript, and then said: "If you insist, it's okay, I will accept you as an apprentice, it is the fast sword of the Xuanzhen Sword Gate, and it has nothing to do with the Jade Void Palace, you can be my apprentice."

Before Mo Jiuzhuan finished speaking, Jing Shisan interrupted directly, and shouted: "Fart, you still want to accept me as an apprentice, if Lao Tzu becomes your apprentice, Ling'er is your junior sister, and I will be in the cave room of the two of you, wouldn't I shout, 'Uncle, I'll loosen your clothes for you', shouldn't Ling'er say, 'Senior nephew, have a heart', and, if Lao Tzu gives birth to a child, should I let him call you Shigong, or Shibo?"

Jing 13 has been messing around since ancient times, but the corner of his eyes is sweeping around, looking for a chance to escape, and scolding in his heart, Lao Tzu has really fallen into eight lifetimes of mold, and he can actually meet this kind of person and force me to be an apprentice!

Earlier, he heard that Jing Ye wanted everyone to discuss matters, but he never thought that he met this crazy man who was messing around, claiming that he was the Yuxu Palace Sacrifice Wine and Ink Nine Turns, but he was the eldest disciple of Yunyang Sect, and this time he came to accept himself as an apprentice.

Jing 13 glanced at this person, as if to say, who the hell are you!

got up and was about to leave, where did he think that this madman's methods were monstrous, and he had reached the realm of a saint, and he entangled himself all of a sudden, no matter how he made a move, he was resolved one by one, and that move killed the thirteen swords was even more known to him in advance, no matter how he changed his moves, he could easily clamp it with two fingers.

This is simply something that is more ancient, Jing Thirteen thought to himself, although his own life-killing thirteen swords can be broken by a strong monk, but it will never be as easy as Mo Jiuzhuan, as if he expected a step every time.

Jing Shisan began to believe Mo Jiuzhuan's words a little, but as soon as he heard that Ji Ling'er was his junior sister, Jing Shisan was immediately angry, you have a problem with your brain, you actually want me to be Ji Ling'er's nephew, how can this work!

Of course, that's not the point!

The key is to follow him to learn swordsmanship, first to cut off the three thousand red dust troubles, quit drinking, quit meat and sex, and retreat in the Yuxu Palace for five years, stay at home, and only after five years can you enter the WTO and walk!

Whoever you love, you want Lao Tzu to be your apprentice, don't think about it!

Mo Jiuzhuan later explained that cutting off the three thousand red dust troubles is not blindly cultivating, but also can marry a wife and have children, have a few drinks, and eat meat evenly, but if there is a degree, Jing Shisan asked him, then after he married Ji Ling'er, how many times a month can he round the house?

Mo Jiu turned around for a while and said, at most, on the sixth day of the sixth month of June, when the first quarter moon is half rising, and the yin and yang are harmonizing, the round house can be completed once a year.

Jing 13 said one word, get out!

At this time, Mo Jiuzhuan was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "I have a way, it is better for you and the little junior sister to have two out, the older one is called my master, and the younger one is called my uncle, no, it stands to reason that the big one should call me my uncle, and the small one should call me my master, so wouldn't it be the best of both worlds."

Hearing this, Jing Shisan's eyes were about to fall to the ground, and he said secretly, is this a pig?

When he thought about it, he said: "Are you stupid or stupid, the big one calls you uncle, the small one calls you master, how do you call the big one, is it called brother, or is it called uncle."

Mo Jiuzhuan was silent for a moment, Jing 13 saw a glimmer of life, suddenly turned around and ran wildly, rushing towards a corner, who knew that he had just rushed to the corner, but he collided with a person with a solid arm, and sat down on the ground.

Jing Thirteen was about to scold, who was so short-sighted, but found that the man folded his hands and shouted: "Amitabha, Your Highness Thirteen, the poor monk can be regarded as having found you."

Jing 13 looked up and saw that the person who came was a colorless master, and he was immediately overjoyed, and shouted loudly: "Master, you have come just in time, where is a madman who said that he wants to take me as an apprentice, you can block it, and I will go to the rescue."

Mo Jiuzhuan happened to chase after him, and when he saw that it was a white-clothed monk, he said directly: "Master Colorless, this is my apprentice in the picture, don't stop me."

Jing Shisan was depressed for a while, but he didn't know that Mo Jiuzhuan reacted so quickly, and now he couldn't run away, so he could only hope that the colorless monk would make a move, and then he heard the colorless monk say an incredible sentence: "Amitabha, it should be like this, this dust edge should also be over."

"What?" Jing Thirteen sat down on the ground, looking at the colorless monk in a daze, with a look of disbelieving.