Forced by the disciples with words, the old Taoist leader's face turned purple again, and he called Xuankong and asked, "Xuankong, you are the eldest disciple of my Laoshan faction, tell me whether you should take care of this matter?"

This is the old Taoist chief supporting Xuankong, no matter what the road name is changed, anyway, in the old Taoist chief's heart, the first disciple of the Laoshan faction is still Xuankong.

Xuankong took a step forward, but he hadn't spoken yet.

Peng Orion pulled the surnamed Nie Orion to kneel down in front of Xuankong, and said loudly: "I don't know that the Taoist chief is the first disciple of the Laoshan Sect, we two rough people in the mountains and fields are rude!

"Rise first. Xuankong held his hands weakly, and a true qi lifted the two hunters up from the ground.

Seeing this effort, Orion surnamed Peng had more confidence in Xuankong, and dragged Xuankong's clothes and asked him to go down the mountain.

The third senior brother's eyes were red, and he said coldly: "Senior nephew Xuankong, the female corpse in the mountain also has at least a hundred years of skill, and you still have to be down-to-earth and do what you can." "He only said that even if he started cultivating from his mother's womb, what earth-shattering supernatural powers could he cultivate in twenty years?

The Orions under the mountain don't know the root of Xuankong, but who of these disciples of the Laoshan Sect doesn't know?

"Shut up!" Xuankong snorted coldly, and invisibly put pressure on the words in the third senior brother's throat.

His eyes slowly swept over the faces of the Laoshan sect's junior disciples, and no one dared to look at him. Xuankong nodded with satisfaction, and said in front of the old Taoist: "Master, the disciple wants to ask, the Laoding Giant Peak is the boundary of Laoshan Mountain, so the wild forest halfway up the mountain does not belong to the scope of Laoshan Mountain?"

At that time, people were very particular about their spheres of influence.

How can you allow others to snore under the couch?

The old Taoist elder looked at the disciples in the hall, except for Xuankong who stood up in line, the other disciples were all cowering for fear of being assigned. He stroked his eyebrows and said abruptly: "The mountainside, of course, is also Laoshan Mountain." ”

After getting the affirmation of the old Taoist, Xuankong said again: "The disciple has followed the master to cultivate the Tao on the mountain since he was a child, and he has also read the truth that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold. The hunters in the mountains all rely on our Laoshan faction to enjoy their lives, and now that there are demons, can we stand by and watch?"

He also said: "Disciple heard others say that the world is now in troubled times, and evil spirits are being annihilated, but isn't it a great opportunity for my Laoshan faction to establish its reputation!"

It has always been the wish of the old Taoist to make a name for the Laoshan faction and build the Laoshan faction into the largest faction in the world.

Hearing that Xuankong was high-spirited, there was naturally no reason to refuse.

The second senior brother poured cold water and said: "We are not Maoshan and Pavilion Soap, do we want the old master to personally deal with the female corpse?" Several other junior disciples said in unison: "Yes, yes, we are in Laoshan, and we have not learned profound spells, where can we destroy the demons?"

Xuankong sneered and said, "It's not that the spells of my Laoshan sect are not exquisite enough, but I dare to ask, how many junior disciples do their homework for two hours every day?"

Wang Qi raised his hand first, and the second and third senior brothers glanced at the junior brothers behind them, and they all raised their hands one after another.

Xuankong said again: "After four hours of homework, how many junior disciples have persevered?"

This time, only Wang Qi, who had just gone up the mountain, raised his hand. He didn't go up the mountain for a long time, but he won the favor of the old Taoist leader, and he was granted the cultivation method of "wall piercing technique" in advance, which was the moment of curiosity in his heart, so he insisted on doing his homework for four hours every day.

Xuankong shook his head and said nothing, since he was a child, his only leisure was to read Taoist books.

In the past, there was still a moment to sleep, but later, with the profundity of the Dao, a day was definitely not just more than eight hours spent pondering the Purple Mansion Golden Pill. It can be said that his Taoism has actually become the first in Laoshan, even the old Taoist does not have this talent, relying on a few fragments of the ancient gods to condense the Jindan Dao.

The little hundred-year-old zombie, if it forms a corpse pill, it is still a little tricky, if it does not form a corpse pill, it really hasn't been taken seriously by Xuankong.

The two hunters didn't know the relationship, but they were also happy when they saw Xuankong speechless all the Taoist leaders of the Laoshan faction. It's the best thing to have such a great person to help.

Everyone in the Laoshan faction was dumbfounded by Xuankong's words, and the second senior brother rolled up his robe, laughed a few times and said, "Then it depends on how Xuankong's nephew makes my Laoshan famous." ”

A few soft-hearted juniors suggested: "Why don't we go along with us, when the time comes, I will lay down the 'Nine Heavens Thunder Array' of my Laoshan faction, are you afraid that you won't be able to clean up a zombie?"

The third senior brother squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Some people want to be in the limelight, why should we stop it? He bullied Xuankong since he was a child, growing up in Laoshan and had no understanding of the cruel world outside.

Xuankong laughed secretly in his heart, he had been mixed in the Tao all his life in his previous life, and he had seen the cruel side of this world, so what were he afraid of?

With such a decision, Xuankong straightened his chest and said: "Master, it's a trivial matter, it's enough to have a disciple come out, and you can definitely cut down that zombie!"

The old Taoist smiled and was about to nod, but he saw that Wang Qi in the hall also stood up: "Master, although Wang Qi has just come up the mountain, he is also willing to help the senior brother fight." ”

"Hmph!" The second senior brother and the others secretly glared at Wang Qi, and they all refused to admit that they were timid and afraid of death in front of the old Taoist, and they all stepped forward: "Disciples, etc., are also willing to go together." ”

The old Taoist elder looked at Xuankong, Xuankong frowned, it is not a problem to destroy a small zombie by himself. But if you bring these juniors and disciples again, you will still have to take care of them and put more effort into it.

Seeing that Xuankong didn't speak, the old Taoist naturally understood in his heart that in the world of cultivating immortals, it was not by relying on a large number of people to gain the upper hand.

He nodded at Wang Qi: "Then let Wang Qi go all the way with you, and the two of you will pack up and go out of the mountain with Peng Orion!"

Peng Orion saw that the sky was getting dark through the door and window, and although he was happy in his heart, he didn't dare to delay time. At that moment, he jumped up from the chair like a big horse monkey, pulled the sleeves of Xuankong and Wang Qi and was about to walk to the door.

Nie surnamed Orion shook his head, sighed in a low voice, saluted the old Taoist, and followed Peng Orion down the mountain.

He also knew in his heart, this time he went to Laoshan to move the rescue soldiers, and offended the second senior brother and the third senior brother and others for no reason, if it is not good in the future, I am afraid that there will be endless troubles. But thinking about the female corpse that is still lying in the village, I really believe in the disciples of the Laoshan faction who can only talk rhetorically.

When he was in the capital, he was a big official and commanded his subordinates, and anyone could see a bit of a surname in his eyes. At least in the eyes of Orion, surnamed Nie, Xuankong, who seems a little cold on the surface, is more trustworthy.

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