Seeing the shocked and worried expressions of Brother Ji and the others, Uncle Chen smiled slightly and comforted him in a low voice: "Master Nephew Jiang is an honest man and will not do anything inappropriate. It's just that Master Nephew Wei has a naughty temper and treats others well."

There’s no malicious intention. So you three don’t have to worry too much about this matter, just pay a little attention to it. If you have the chance to make friends, it’s better to make good friends, it will also be good for you.”

The three chicken brothers nodded in agreement again and again.

While they were talking, a few people walked through several courtyards and appeared in front of a quiet wing.

"Is it a dream?"

Almost as soon as he appeared in front of the wing, a faint man's voice sounded in several people's ears.

"Disciple pays homage to master!"

When the monk surnamed Chen heard this, he immediately stopped and answered loudly with a solemn expression.

"Your third senior brother and fifth senior sister are also here. Please take the three people behind you into the house." The clear voice seemed to be in a good mood and said with a smile.

"Yes!" Chen Huaimeng didn't dare to neglect. He greeted Brother Ji and the big man, and quickly walked into the wing room with the door ajar.

This is an exquisite and elegant hall. Apart from a few pots of unknown green flowers and plants, there is only a set of ebony tables and chairs. Next to the table is sitting a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian scholar with an odd appearance and three wisps of hair.

His long black beard fluttered across his chest, giving him an air of immortality and unworldliness.

On both sides of this person stood a man and a woman.

The man has gray hair and a face full of wrinkles. He is actually an old man in his sixties, smiling and saying nothing. The woman has a face as white as jade and a handsome appearance. She looks like she is twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old, but her face is expressionless and quite...

To be cool.

Chen Huaimeng hurriedly took a few steps forward and bowed to salute.

"See you, master! Third senior brother, no senior sister is good!"

"Get up. We are all outsiders, so there is no need to be so polite. These three people must be the new disciples of my Shenfu Peak!" The middle-aged man flicked his sleeves and let the young man stand up on his own, and then looked at the chicken with interest.

The two brothers glanced at each other.

Brother Ji could tell at a glance that this person was a monk in the middle stage of pill formation. Although he was a little depressed, he could only force a smile and call out "Master"!

The other two people were frightened and quickly bowed down and bowed respectfully before standing up. Seeing this, Chicken Brother opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't kneel down no matter what.

"Murong Missile, don't be rude!" Chen Huaimeng shouted in a low voice.

He brought these three people, and they were respectful and polite along the way. But when they saw the master, why didn't some of them bow down? It was like slapping Chen Huaimeng in the face!

Brother Ji gave a wry smile and touched his knees, "Well, my legs and feet are injured, believe it or not..."

"Nonsense!" Chen Huaimeng was about to scold him when he heard the master laugh, "Yes, yes, Yuqing, this disciple's spiritual root of metal and water elements complements your wood and earth elements. In this case

, Murong... Missile, you should take Yuqing as your teacher!"

The female monk with a cold face hesitated for a moment, then nodded respectfully, "Since the master said so, he will follow me!"

The corner of Brother Ji's mouth twitched violently, and he said,

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I'm going to follow you? Damn, this is so awkward to say, alas! I think I, Murong Qi, am also a hero and a genius of the generation, and my cultivation has reached the realm of false infants. Now, it is beneath my status to worship a Gong Ji period monk as my teacher.

, disgraceful!

"Since Junior Sister has agreed, I need some more stable and key helpers in making the talisman, so I will ask Senior Nephew Huang and Senior Nephew Wang to come to my place to help. Junior Sister will take over Junior Nephew Murong!"

The old man on the side thought for a while and then suggested.

The woman said "Yeah" with an unchanging expression, but she didn't look at Brother Ji at all.

The middle-aged man sitting on the chair nodded when he saw this, but suddenly said to the three brothers: "You three go down first, I have something to discuss with your uncles. You can just stay outside the house for a while."

Wait a moment!"

The three chicken brothers looked at each other, said yes honestly, then exited the room, stayed several feet away from the side room, and waited obediently.

"Ahem, Junior Sister Huang and Junior Brother Murong, from now on we will be brothers and sisters of the same school, please take care of us!" The middle-aged man surnamed Wang laughed out loud and took the initiative to say hello, "I'm Wang Feng, I don't know about these two junior brothers and sisters.

Where’s his name!”

"Uh, I'm Murong...missile!" Brother Ji sighed, and the more he said his name, the more awkward he became. However, when he thought about whether Fatty Luo was called a cannon, the imbalance in his heart suddenly disappeared.

The woman in yellow nodded slightly, her face flushed with embarrassment, "Little girl Huang Wei, I have met these two senior brothers! Please give me some advice from Senior Brother Murong and Senior Brother Wang in the future."

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Wang Feng felt a little excited when he saw that this woman was under the same roof as him, and he returned the greeting cheerfully.

Brother Ji just waved his hand lightly, "Junior sister Huang, you are too polite, support each other, support each other."

Brother Ji showed a lazy look while secretly listening to what was going on in the wing. With his powerful consciousness, naturally everything that was said in the room could not escape his ears and eyes.

The people inside chatted for a long time. Although Brother Ji's expression remained unchanged, his eyes kept changing with a few strange colors, and he murmured in his heart, "Hey, what do they mean by the once-in-a-hundred-year Western Qin Jianfeng?

Ahem, my day, when it came to the key point, the sound transmission actually started. Damn, I only listened to it, which made me feel itchy..."

After a meal, the door of the wing room opened again, and Li Huaimeng, the white-haired old man, and the glamorous woman came out one after another.

Without saying a word, the old man raised his hand and released a long magic weapon. After saying a few words of farewell to the cold-eyed woman and Li Huaimeng, he rolled up Huang Wei and Wang Feng and left through the sky.

At this time, the woman also walked up to Brother Ji, glanced at him coldly, and said without emotion: "Let's go back home with me!"

The corners of Brother Ji's mouth turned up slightly, hey, is this the kind of woman Iceberg Beauty is talking about? Damn, I feel like she's just showing off.

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The red light flashed, and a cloud of red clouds shrouded his head. Brother Ji stood there without moving, then he was wrapped in a circle of red silk and dragged away like a dog by the cold-eyed woman.

After a while, Brother Chicken appeared in a small forest overflowing with green bamboos.

Looking at the lush green forest, there are many plants, mostly bamboos. Among the bamboo forests, there are only four thatched huts. A stream flows not far away, and birds are playing in the forest. It is a quiet place!

Brother Ji touched his chin, with a faint smile on his face, "Hey, there seems to be no one here! It seems that this woman has never had any disciples before, otherwise when the 'Master' asked her to accept me, she wouldn't

There will be a look of hesitation.

Forehead.

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Wait a minute, my metal and water spiritual roots are wood and earth spiritual roots, sun! Are you planning to use me to make a cauldron for her to practice? Hey hey hey, it won’t be certain who will make whom at that time.

Where is the furnace? Hahahaha.

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The beautiful and cold woman who was in the middle stage of foundation building flew Brother Ji to this place that could barely be called a "mansion" and then put him down.

"Come in with me!"

"Yes, Master!" Brother Chicken nodded. He was happy in his heart, and the cry of "Master" was really joyful, just like a wild boar that wants to eat pigweed, and will always hum and chirp excitedly when it eats it.

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The four huts were not big, and the decoration was very simple. The cold-eyed woman took Brother Ji into one of them, pointed to the bed and said, "From now on, you will stay here. If there is anything you don't understand in cultivation, you can

Come and ask me anytime, I live next door. As for the other two huts, they are both used for making talismans. You choose one of them, and the rest belong to me!"

Seeing Brother Ji shrugging his shoulders indifferently, the cold and beautiful woman felt dissatisfied. She narrowed her eyes slightly and warned in a low voice: "Except for cultivation matters, please don't disturb my Qing Cultivating. In addition, I must hand in ten elementary and low-level cards every month.

Talismans... No, you have to hand in ten elementary and advanced spiritual talismans! I will prepare them for you as soon as the materials are needed. While I am making the magic talismans, you'd better be quiet..."

Brother Chicken's scalp became numb the more he listened to it. He originally thought that this woman was cold enough and didn't like to talk much. Unexpectedly, she actually chatted with Brother Chicken about a lot of things, which immediately made Brother Chicken impatient.

"Master, okay, I understand!" Brother Ji shook his head, "You must live in this place alone! Well... why not, I will live down the mountain and hand in ten junior and senior certificates on time every month.

I’ll give you the magic talisman. I can’t bear to disturb your cultivation, so let’s forget it!” Brother Ji waved his hand, glanced elsewhere, and looked around curiously.

But this expression made the cold and charming woman a little angry, "What did you say?!"

"Master, do you want to repeat it again?" Brother Ji pointed around nonchalantly, "Although the environment of this place is good, you don't welcome me in your heart, and I don't want to force you. I joined Fengyue Sect just to get the best.

It’s just exercises and magic weapons. Now that I’ve joined here, I can use the spirit stones to go to the exercise attic to exchange for borrowing, and I don’t need you to waste time to guide me.”

"Do you know what you are talking about?!" The cold and charming woman suddenly turned pale and clenched her teeth tightly. "I am your master. You must listen to me in everything. Without my permission, you cannot

leave here!"

"Then why are so many brothers and sisters from the same sect living in the courtyards at the foot of the mountain? Huh, if you restrict my freedom like this, I will have no time to practice. If something happens to me and I go crazy, you will be responsible?!" Ji

Brother curled his lips and didn't take the cold and charming woman's words to heart at all.

Generally speaking, it is absolutely rare for low-level monks to get guidance from high-level monks. What's more, the cold and beautiful woman now only has a disciple like Brother Ji, and she doesn't even want to call him "Brother Ji" one-on-one. She looks coldly.

From the woman's perspective, this was an extremely stupid move.

But.

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Chapter completed!