In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed, and the matter of the life and death platform has ended with the disappearance of Langchuan, and because of Langchuan's victory, the elders of Yuntian Sect did not continue to investigate. However, Langchuan's example of defeating the strong with the weak has caused a lot of influence in the entire Yuntian Sect, and the people of the Outer Sect regard him as their idol, and the limelight has already overshadowed Tang Songling, who is known as the 'first person in the Outer Sect'. A certain residence in Baiyun Peak is often visited, and they all want to come to discuss the Tao and discuss the cultivation with him, but half a month has passed, and he has not been seen.

On this day, a young man in green clothes stopped outside Langchuan's residence with a sarcastic look in his eyes.

"I don't believe it, you'll never come back for the rest of your life. I'm meditating here waiting for you to come back, but I want to see who is stronger and who is weaker between you and me. ”

On the peak of Yushan, in a certain cave, an old man in red with a childish face and black hair and a young man with a red bandage all over his body sat cross-legged opposite each other.

Suddenly, the young man in Tsing Yi suddenly opened and closed, then looked at the old man in red, and saluted: "During this time, thank you for the care of my uncle, now the kid still has something to do, and he needs to go down the mountain, I hope that my uncle can return the ancient mirror that has been passed down from generation to generation." ”

"Why? I want to leave, will you repay your benefactor like this?" said the old man's eyes.

Benefactor, is it okay for me to defeat Xiao Lei by myself, the young man frowned and said, "What do you mean by senior?"

"Do you think that if you go back, you will be able to continue cultivating in the Cloud Heaven Sect in peace? Not to mention that the ancient mirror you sacrificed on the Life and Death Terrace has already attracted the attention of many old guys. ”

The young man hesitated for a while, then arched his hand to the old man and said, "Please also ask Uncle Shi to show you the way." ”

"Worship me as a teacher, I promise that those old guys will definitely not dare to touch you. The old man in red stroked his beard and said confidently.

"However, I have already worshipped Song Qingshan as a teacher, so this is ......," the young man frowned.

"Who stipulates that a Yuntian Sect disciple can't have two masters?" said the old man in red, blowing his beard and glaring.

"That junior might as well be respectful, it's better to obey his fate, apprentice Langchuan, meet the master. ”

"Okay, good, good, get up, my good son. For the teacher, Xuanzhi Zhenren, come with me to worship the ancestor. The old man in red smiled, and then waved his hand, and he had already arrived at an altar with many spiritual positions.

"The 3,611th generation disciple of the Yuntian Sect, Xuanzhi Zhenren, meet the ancestors. Xuan Zhi Zhenren knelt down on his knees with a reverent expression.

Lang Chuan hurriedly followed Xuan Zhen to kneel down on his knees and said, "The 3,611th generation disciple of the Cloud Heaven Sect, Lang Chuan, meet the ancestors. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Zhizhen listened carefully and felt that it was wrong, blew his beard and glared, slapped the back of Lang Chuan's head and said, "You are a disciple of the 3612th generation, so do you want to be on an equal footing with me?"

Lang Chuan touched the small bag with a slightly swollen head and said innocently: "I didn't mean to. ”

After hearing this, Xuan Zhi Zhenren said even more angrily, "Did you do it on purpose?" and then a heavy slap was about to be slapped to Nan Chuan's head.

Seeing this, Lang Chuan hurriedly took a step back and muttered: "Master, this head has just healed, and it is a little incredible, if you continue to fight, it will be troublesome." ”

Xuan Zhi Zhenren didn't say a word and directly slapped it on the other side of Langchuan's head, and then said seriously: "It's because he has just recovered that it seems to be a little unreasonable, so he has to be opened up for the teacher." ”

Lang Chuan rolled his eyes and said in his heart: "Is there something wrong with this old man?"

After a break with Xuan Zhizhen, the two finally returned to their cave.

"I said, master, can you give me the ancient mirror now?" Nanikawa said with a shrug of his head to Xuan Zhizhen.

Xuan Zhi Zhenren was also depressed enough, why is this stinky boy so powerful, but I can't use it, could it be ......? Then he touched his head and asked: "I said, apprentice, don't you have left any magic tips or anything like that?" I see that you are not too skilled in using this magic weapon, do you need to use it for the teacher's guidance." ”

Lang Chuan was suddenly stunned, what was this old man paying attention to? Could it be that he wanted to take the magic of the ancient mirror? Could it be that he couldn't use this ancient mirror? Immediately replied seriously: "Master, this magic weapon passed down from generation to generation, my ancestors didn't pass on any magic tricks or anything like that, just ......."

"What's it?" Tell ...... quickly" Xuanzhi real monkey asked anxiously, before he finished speaking, he felt a little exposed, and immediately coughed, explaining: "As a teacher, I am afraid that it is a little unsafe for you to put this ancient mirror by your side, and any monkey can be called the king." ”

"It's just, just a few strange words, but it's useless to this ancient mirror. Nanikawa shrugged.

Xuan Zhizhen's eyes lit up, and then he pretended to stroke his beard and said, "You say it, see if you can see what the mystery is." ”

Lang Chuan suppressed a smile and said seriously: "Gourd baby, gourd baby, seven flowers on one vine." Wind and rain, not afraid, lalalala. Ding Dong, gourd baby, Ding Dong Dong Dong, big skills, la-la-la-la. Gourd baby, gourd baby, big skills. ”

After hearing this, Xuan Zhi Zhenren was excited in his heart and pretended to think while following Lang Chuan and said: "Gourd baby, gourd baby, seven flowers on a vine." Wind and rain, not afraid, lalalala. Ding Dong, gourd baby, Ding Dong Dong Dong, big skills, la-la-la-la. Gourd baby, gourd baby, big skills. ”

Xuan Zhi Zhenren walked around the cave with his hands behind his back, nodding and muttering about the gourd baby.

Lang Chuan, who was sitting on the side, almost didn't laugh, and while suppressing his smile, he meditated and vomited in style. Xuan Zhizhen, who has been figuring out the lyrics of the gourd baby, didn't notice it, if he knew, he would have been dismantled.

In the end, Lang Chuan finally couldn't help it, and with a butt that was already suffocating like a monkey, he said to Xuan Zhi Zhenren: "Master, I have to go back to see the master of Baiyun Peak, and I want to say peace to them." ”

"Okay, there you go. Xuan Zhi Zhenren said impatiently.

"Master, then my ancient mirror ......"

Xuan Zhi Zhenren swallowed his saliva, and with some reluctance, he handed the ancient mirror to Lang Chuan and said: "Be careful, this is my token, if someone wants to do something to you, just crush this jade slip, I will arrive immediately." ”

"Well, thank you, master. Lang Chuan held back his red face, didn't dare to stay for a moment, and then went away.

When he flew away from the Jade Mountain Peak, Lang Chuan couldn't control himself anymore, so he covered his stomach and laughed.