"Well, just come. Safety comes first. Master knows, you can go down!" Feng Qingzi said slowly.

Xiaolong pretended to be honest and said "Oh", then turned around and walked away slowly.

It had been a long time since he had seen Senior Sister Yelan. Xiaolong felt a little missed and a little aching in his heart. He decided to go see her. He suddenly felt that he was really cheap. She didn't have him in her heart at all, but he still wanted to see her.

What you can't get is the best.

When they arrived at Wofeng Pavilion, the female disciples outside the door saw a male disciple. Those who knew Xiaolong stepped forward to taunt him a few words, and deliberately asked him what level of cultivation he had reached. Those who didn't know him deliberately played with their hair and pretended to be beautiful.

The gesture passed him by. The attraction between the opposite sex is always the greatest.

The people living in Wofeng Pavilion are all female disciples. At this picturesque age when love is just beginning, who doesn’t want a romantic love story to happen?

A strange disciple of the opposite sex walked in front again. When he saw Xiaolong, he was busy arranging his hair, lifting his skirt and legs, pretending to be well-behaved, and laughing happily. Su Jingnanjue pretended to be cold, ignored her, and ignored her.

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The fragrance hits your face!

The two of them passed by each other, and the female disciple's chest was filled with resentment. She cursed in a low voice: "You idiot, idiot!" and ran away angrily.

Xiaolong looked at her dejected look and felt funny in his heart.

When he came to Ye Lan's residence, he saw that she was practicing martial arts. Her graceful figure and hair flying in the wind made Xiaolong almost have a runny nose. He looked at it infatuatedly, and his mind became filled with all sorts of unbearable emotions.

The movement of his eyes made him think about it over and over again.

Quack, Xiaolong couldn't help but laugh.

Yelan hurriedly stopped practicing martial arts and saw Xiaolong standing at the door with a smile on his face.

Yelan's pretty face turned red, she couldn't help but think of what she had suffered, she suddenly became cold and said: "Why are you here? Can you please go away?" Yelan was still so gentle, even her tone of exhortation was so tactful.

"Sister, it's actually a misunderstanding!" Xiaolong explained.

"If you don't leave, I'll leave!" Ye Lan turned around, her hair drew a beautiful arc in the air, and with one foot, she flew high into the sky, jumped over the ridge of the roof, and disappeared in front of Su Jingnan.

Xiaolong left quietly, his heart aching.

I happened to meet Xiao Dingdong who came to look for Yelan. When she saw Xiaolong, she shouted: "Hey, why are you at Senior Sister Yelan's place? I tell you, you'd better not come to us in the future. You are very annoying. Don't you think you are the best?"

Don’t know? In fact, there is nothing wrong with being stupid and without cultivation. The fault is that some people don’t know how high the sky is and always want to be clever. They are obviously dirty, but they still pretend to be loyal and honest. Bah--!"

Xiao Dingdong rolled his eyes at Xiaolong and walked straight away.

"Marxist-Leninist, do you believe I'm trying to trick you?" Xiaolong had a wicked smile on his lips, watching Xiao Dingdong swaying slightly when he walked because of anger.

Returning to his residence in "Wolong Yuan", Xiaolong's ears still echoed with Xiao Dingdong's words. "I will definitely retaliate!" Xiaolong muttered to himself angrily, and a sudden thought popped into his mind!

Xiaolong secretly returned to Jietian Peak, climbed up and called out, summoning all the immortal slaves to the "Junu Hall". The immortal slaves were now intimidated by him, and even worshiped him. Xiaolong was not used to it, and asked them to exempt themselves from the ceremony. Everyone suddenly felt that

This Xiannu General Manager is much better than Yang Chen. When Yang Chen was the Xiannu General Manager, he did everything possible to bully them and find fault with them.

Xiaolong preached some so-called truths to the immortal slaves in a sanctimonious manner. While he was talking nonsense, he found that Yang Chen was scorning him among the immortal slaves. Apparently he was still not convinced by himself.

Xiaolong told the immortal slaves to do their work and left Yangchen in the Immortal Gathering Hall. Yang Chen seemed to have a premonition of something unknown. He squinted at Xiaolong, who was walking toward him step by step with a smile on his face, and said tremblingly: "What do you want to do?

?”

Xiaolong approached him and looked at him intently. Yang Chen couldn't stand the evil and domineering look, and hurriedly lowered his head, but he already felt suffocating and depressed.

Xiaolong looked at him, remembering that when he was practicing martial arts, he ridiculed and bullied him from time to time, but he still smiled and said: "You don't accept it, right?"

Yang Chen's body trembled slightly, he didn't dare to breathe out, and whispered: "I didn't say I didn't convince you!"

"Then you scoffed at me when I spoke!" Xiaolong kicked him to the ground.

Yang Chen was about to cry, he got up from the ground in embarrassment, and said tremblingly: "Don't be so arrogant, I will tell Senior Brother Chu! I know, I have laughed at you and bullied you before, and you have a grudge in your heart.

!”

Xiaolong laughed and said: "So what, I just hold a grudge, and I will retaliate if I show my teeth. You go and sue me, I'm not afraid!"

"Bang bang bang!" Xiaolong swung his fist and used brute force, hitting Yang Chen again. Yang Chen tried to get up, but was beaten to the ground again. Xiaolong stepped on Yang Chen's face, turned around with his toes, and cursed

Said: "Why the hell weren't you very arrogant before? Mom, are you arrogant?"

Xiaolong kicked a few times. He had strength training before, so he was extremely powerful. He kicked Yang Chen off the ground, hit his back against a stone pillar, and slid his whole body along the stone pillar to the ground.

Yang Chen staggered, but did not stand up after all.

Xiaolong had an evil smile on his lips and said, "Go and do the work!"

Yang Chen finally got up and stood firmly on the ground. He felt dizzy and almost fell down. He felt aggrieved and resentful. He must pass the examination of the true disciple and feel proud!

Xiaolong walked out of the hall and came to his rather luxurious residence. He sat cross-legged on the futon in the house, opened the folding paper fan and looked carefully. He saw two long swords floating between the landscape paintings on the paper fan, looming!

Xiaolong was startled and quickly opened his eyes wide and observed carefully. He thought to himself: "Damn, why didn't I notice this before?" He stared at the seemingly ordinary folding fan in his hand and said to himself: "What on earth is this?"

Where are the weapons?"

Xiaolong hid the folded paper fan in his arms and cultivated his inner energy. Now the inner energy in his Dantian was saturated and needed to be released. It seemed that he had to find a master who was stronger than himself tonight to practice weapons.

Even if I face a master, I am not afraid, because I have a "wordless spiritual book" to protect my body, and it can also absorb the skills of those masters, quack!

However, my martial arts cultivation has been stuck in the realm of martial arts for a long time, why haven't I made a breakthrough? Does the realm of martial arts really need to be understood with heart? I don't have any insights now.

Hey, I don’t want to think about it anymore, let’s cultivate my weapon into a spiritual weapon first!

It's night, Jie Tianfeng. The wind is high and the moon is dark...

Xiaolong was dressed in a black night-walking suit, covered his cheeks with black gauze, cast the word "Happy Journey", and flew out of his farmyard. He flew through the night, spread out his arms in the empty air, and after a few ups and downs, he

Arrive at the residence of the true disciples - Woxian Village.

The two huge diamond doors of Woxianzhuang are tightly closed, and a Tai Chi Bagua mandarin duck picture is engraved in the middle of the stone door, which is majestic and has a solemn and oppressive feeling.

It is surrounded by towering natural hills, lush green and lined with strange peaks.

The little dragon jumped up on the stone wall and looked inside. Not only was it breathtaking. The inside of Woxian Manor was not a pavilion, but countless caves that seemed to be made artificially. The entrances of these caves were either shining with gold or completely black.

In front of the cave is a sea of ​​flowers, with all kinds of flowers blooming, extremely beautiful.

The people living in the cave must be the true disciples.

The little dragon climbed down from a small hill, stepping on exotic flowers and plants as tall as a person. The breeze blew, and the flowers and plants swayed in various shapes, like the skirts of Tingting dancers, which was so beautiful.

The exotic flowers and plants were colorful and dazzling. After a few ups and downs in the sea of ​​flowers, he was close to these caves. However, suddenly, an open field appeared in front of him, with sparkling waves and mist, which turned out to be a fairy lake.

The lake water was swaying slightly, and the bottom could be clearly seen. Some smoke evaporated from the water, like boiling water, hazy, as real as an illusion.

It's really a paradise on earth. The place where the true disciples live is so damn high-end. It's like a villa where rich people live, damn!

Xiaolong was envious and jealous!

Standing on the sea of ​​flowers, he stretched out his arms and floated from the sea of ​​flowers to the lake. He ran and played in the water. He was so lingering that he almost forgot the purpose of coming here!

Speeding up and running out of the lake, Xiaolong really came to these criss-crossing caves this time. Some caves had golden entrances, while others were pitch black inside.

Xiaolong walked into a cave with bright light.

Damn, this place is so grand. Walls made of diamonds, floors paved with jade, and the Eight Immortals Table made of marble. In the middle of the cave, there is a large pool with clear springs inside and water mist curling up.

However, Xiaolong saw no human figure. No, it was the shadow of an immortal. Once you step into the immortal path, you are a true disciple, which is already extraordinary.

Maybe he was sleeping. He suddenly wanted to see how those legendary immortals slept, quack!

"Who are you?" Suddenly, Xiaolong saw that the billowing white fairy mist in the air held up a fairy shadow, crossing his legs in the air, clasping his hands, and closing his eyes slightly. He was wearing the clothes of a true disciple, and his long hair was hanging down vertically.

It's a cool feeling.

At this time, the true disciple opened his eyes, swept his consciousness, and said: "You don't have the cultivation of immortality?"

Xiaolong looked at the true disciples above and said with a smile: "Yes, I haven't stepped into the immortal path yet!"

The true disciple scolded: "Bold little disciple, are you the one who came to this Woxian Village? Get out of here! Don't disturb my Qingxiu!"

Xiaolong thought in his heart: "Anyway, I'm here to challenge you today, so you won't be polite!" So he took out a folding paper fan from his arms, pointed at the high-ranking true disciple, and laughed and said: "Since I can get in,

It means that I still have some strength. What do you call your feet? What kind of cultivation do you have in the immortal way? I want to challenge you!"

"You brave boy, you are talking arrogantly. You are an ordinary person in the realm of martial arts, but you can't hold back your words. Today I will make it impossible for you to come back! I am just the most ordinary disciple of the Xiaoxian Sect. Listen carefully,

My most ordinary true disciple can kill you easily!"

The true disciple pinched his fingers with his left hand and pushed out the Wind-Chasing Divine Palm with his right hand.
Chapter completed!