Speaking of his second brother, Qixun felt that the barbecue in his hands was no longer fragrant, and his whole body felt wilted.

The drunken man sat cross-legged, dragging his bare hind legs that wanted to escape from his big hands at any time, while drinking the grilled skewers that his obedient disciple handed over from time to time, and occasionally taking a sip of wine. The seminarian was so perfect that it was unbelievable.

, He was very unfazed by the way his good disciple suddenly wilted.

"As long as your brothers and sisters fall into the refining realm like you, there is always a chance to meet them. Besides, they have not met each other in the refining realm for a total of ten years. Will they be reunited after leaving the refining realm? As a person

Monk, what does this little time of separation mean? You girl, why are you so pretentious?"

Qixun rolled his eyes: "Am I being hypocritical? Aren't I worried about the safety of my eldest brother, third sister, and fifth sister?

One of them is a late-stage first-grade warrior, one is an early-stage second-grade warrior, and the other is a mid-stage second-grade warrior. Isn’t it dangerous in this refining realm? What should I do if I meet a bad guy? Fortunately, my second brother doesn’t need to worry about me, but I’m not worried about him.

I'm worried that someone will piss him off if they meet him."

As she spoke, she realized that Babai was trying her best to escape from her master's clutches. She quickly rescued her poor Dun'er, picked up Babai and held her in her arms: "Master, please don't bully my Dun'er. Having said that,

Dun'er really likes to lie on my dad's lap and let him stroke her fur. It's the same thing, so why don't you want to let you do it? Could it be that your technique is not as good as my dad's?"

Babai Ying Ying Ying.

Dad has dragon aura, but he doesn't. This powerful man has too much murderous aura to scare the beasts.

It's a pity that she didn't transmit her voice in the sea of ​​consciousness, so neither the master nor the disciple could understand her whisper.

Seeing that there were a lot of baked goods, Qi Xun barely had enough to eat, and was no longer in the mood to continue the barbecue. She simply hugged Babai, sat down opposite her master, and took out a few plates of delicacies prepared by Brother Monkey: "

Master, you must have never tasted any of these. Try them, they are all made by my second brother."

The filial piety of a good disciple is happily accepted by a drunken man.

After eating for a few mouthfuls, he asked: "At the same age, your second brother has reached the Grand Master level. Why is it that your eldest brother and sister are only first- and second-level warriors? Isn't this huge difference in talent? And another one, why are your older brother and sister only a first- and second-level warrior?

They are not as good as you in cultivation, and you still say that they are more talented than you?"

It's hard to say for Qi Xun. His second brother is a transformed warrior from an immortal, and now he is only in the recovery period of his cultivation, so there is no comparison.

As for the difference in cultivation between their siblings, it is just a difference in their cultivation time. The eldest brother started cultivation half a year later than them.

But with eldest brother's talent, he will definitely be able to catch up in the future.

As for their low cultivation level, it doesn't matter at all. After all, they have only been practicing for less than two years.

Qixun explained: "Special circumstances have led to a slight gap in our cultivation, and it has nothing to do with talent."

After being drunk and eating delicious food, he once again aroused his interest in the "second brother" in his disciple's mouth.

"Bao, has your second brother become a disciple? How about I reluctantly accept another disciple?"

He has already reached the level of a master, so his master doesn't need to worry about anything. He has a first-class talent and amazing cooking skills, and he doesn't have to worry about cheap apprentices. Why should he worry about not having good food in the future?

Xiaobao became a treasure again. Qixun shook his goosebumps and raised his eyebrows: "Master, that's not what you said before! You said that I am both your first disciple and your last disciple!"

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Qi Xun deliberately pronounced the words "closed disciple" with special emphasis!

The drunken Hou smiled awkwardly: "Look at you kid, why are you still jealous of your second brother? Isn't that what I'm thinking as a teacher? If a tree is as beautiful as the forest, the wind will destroy it. Your second brother is such a genius, let people know that ten

He has reached the realm of Grand Master at the age of four. Are you afraid of bringing danger to him? With his master as his backer, who will dare to touch him in the future?"

Qixun shook his head: "Thank you for your concern, Master. However, you are more than enough to teach me, and it is also more than enough to teach my other brothers, sisters, and sisters. But you really can't teach my second brother."

Don't think you are awesome, Master. The problem is that my great sage brother is already as awesome as Heaven. How else would you call him Qitian? He can't teach you enough!

The drunken Hou stared: "What's going on? My dear, do you think that Master's greatness is something that Master himself boasts to you? In the future when the five continents merge, go and find out about Master's reputation!"

Qixun said hurriedly: "It's not that you don't believe in your arrogance, Master. You have the time to care about my second brother's safety, so you might as well care about it. After the five continents merge in the future, those who don't have long-sightedness will

, where are the two hundred and fifty people who offended my second brother? Do you still remember what I told you before, what kind of person my second brother is?"

Drunk Hou thought to himself, are you more awesome than me?

"The sky is going to crush him and break it?"

Qixun nodded speechlessly: "The key is that he can really break the sky!"

The drunken man bared his teeth upon hearing this. If the second brother of the obedient disciple is really a fourteen-year-old Grand Master, then he is really a boy who defies heaven.

It is not an exaggeration to say that such a being is the chosen one. Such guys are often very lucky, and anyone who offends them will usually have an unlucky fate.

It seems that there is really no need to worry too much.

Ah! Is he worried about that kid's safety? He just wants to find a long-term meal ticket.

The drunken Hou immediately didn't bother to mention the boy that the obedient disciple always thought about.

Anyway, with his obedient disciple here, why are you worried about not having anything to eat?

Having said that, his good disciple's luck is also unbelievable.

Unexpectedly, he stopped mentioning the matter of accepting disciples, and Qixun became more active: "Master, how about you accept my eldest brother, third sister, and fifth sister? In fact, my eldest cousin is not bad. My second brother said that he might be a hidden spirit root."

, the qualifications should be pretty good. Anyway, except for my second brother and my parents, you can accept anyone in my family."

The drunken Hou was completely uninterested, and he was not a teacher.

"How are your parents' cultivation level? Why can't I accept them? Is it possible that their cultivation level is higher than mine?"

Qixun shook his head: "That's not true. Before we entered the refining realm by mistake, my father was only a late-stage first-grade warrior, and my mother was only a second-grade scribe."

The drunken Hou sneered: "Your parents, even if you are at the age when mortals get married and have children, you are at least thirty now, right? With a level of cultivation in your thirties, you have the nerve to say what I can't do

Accept them as disciples! Oh, that’s really not possible. Being a teacher is not a matter of seniority. As a teacher, I will never accept trash!"

Qixun immediately said angrily: "You are my master, you can't insult my parents! If my father and my mother are useless, the genius in this world is the dregs of useless materials, not even as good as useless materials! I'll see you in the future.

When I see my parents, I will definitely dodge your golden eyes... My father is on the imperial path, and my mother is on the literary path. How can they be ordinary monks? My father and my mother are the only ones in this world except my second brother.

, your talent is top notch, no one can match it!”

When the drunken man saw his little apprentice, his face turned red with anger. He originally thought that this child was so filial to his parents and was a good boy. But then he thought, could this child be too good at bragging about his parents?

It is true that the parents who raised a daughter as talented as his good disciple may have a bright spot, but there are many precedents for bad bamboos to produce good ones.

Besides, is the Imperial Road accessible to normal people?

As for Wen Dao, although he thinks he is weak, he also knows that if Wen Dao wants to reach the top, it is even more difficult than martial arts. And those who reach the top are often stronger than those who reach the top of martial arts!
Chapter completed!