"Pick up your hair! I want to pull out all your bald hair!" Rong Quezue was speechless and approached his coma. If Ximen Xue hadn't woken him up, these things might not have happened.
Rong Que shocked them too much this morning. Hu Tu had already started to be dazed. He looked at Rong Que in a daze and said to himself: "Can he be..."
"Master, what did you drink for your junior brother? He made him so crazy and threatened to pull out all your hair." Ximen Xue rubbed her eyebrows helplessly, looking at Hu Tu and asked in confusion.
"How did I know? Didn't I just give him some peach blossom rain dew? It's not poisonous." Hu Tu grabbed a handful of his hair, saying distressedly.
At this moment, Rong Que's spiritual power training had already smashed Hu Tu's huge palm print, which surprised Hu Tu and frowned and said, "Why is this kid's spiritual power so powerful? Even my spiritual power is not as pure as his. What's going on?"
"Stinky old man, don't run away. Let's see how I teach you a lesson. I'll say... say..." Just as Hu Tu was preparing to take Rong Que down in one move, Rong Que was already shaking on the spot. After a while, he fell to the ground with a "bang!" and fell to the ground and fell asleep.
This time, the two of them were even more surprised. Hu Tu twitched his eyebrows and said, "This is over? I thought this kid would have to do something before he would give up."
"Master, this is good. I see that the Zizhu Forest cannot be restored. I will take my junior brother back to rest first. You can do it slowly by yourself." As he said that, Ximen Xue glanced at the devastated Zizhu Forest, immediately helped Rong Que up and escaped from Hu Tu's sight.
"Babys, I must punish you hard!"
After Ximen Xue left, a shocking roar came from the direction of the purple bamboo forest in the back mountain. He turned to look at Rong Que who was being held by him, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Junior brother, we are finished. This time the master is very angry."
Actually, what he didn't know was that after they left, Hu Tu roared angrily, then looked at the messy purple bamboo forest for a moment, and then laughed crazy and then ran away happily after laughing.
"This kid is really a good seedling. He can use spiritual power. I'm rich and rich. This time, even if my senior brother comes to ask for someone in person, I won't give it to you, and I won't give it to you even if I die." On the way back to the room, Hu Tu hummed a small song, feeling happy. He loved Rong Que's disciple even more. What is a small purple bamboo forest? For him, having a good disciple inherits the legacy of the inheritance is the biggest thing.
He helped Rongque back to the room and threw him on the bed. Ximen Xue stared at Rongque who was asleep fiercely and said, "I tell you, you must bear this matter and destroy the Zizhu Forest. This time the master will not be angry to death."
After saying that, Ximen Xue frowned, thought for a while, and then said, "But there is one thing I don't know. Why do you still use spiritual power in your dantian? How did you do it?" As she said that, she looked at Rong Que seriously.
Then he was helpless, rubbed his eyebrows, smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Forget it, let's talk about it when you wake up, I want to go back."
After this incident, Ximen Xue summarized a definition: the master cannot provoke him, and the drunk junior brother cannot provoke him even more. Both of them have bad tempers, and Rong Que is sober. If he gets drunk, he will be really beastly.
Time passed quickly. When the afternoon sun shone in from the window and spread on Rong Que's face, he slowly woke up, opened his eyes, raised his hand to cover the dazzling sunshine, sat up and looked out the window, and immediately said in surprise: "What! It's afternoon, I'm about to get up."
As he said that, he immediately jumped out of the bed, washed himself casually, and ran towards the purple bamboo forest in the back mountain.
Through the winding mountain path, he walked into the purple bamboo forest. However, the scene in front of him suddenly made Rong Que stunned and said to himself incredibly: "What's wrong? Is there an invasion of foreign enemies?"
He frowned and looked at the ruins of the Zizhu Forest with some nervousness, then immediately turned around and ran towards Hutu's residence along the mountain road. He was worried that powerful foreign enemies would invade and attack Hutu and Ximen Xue who were practicing in the Zizhu Forest.
"Master! Master! Are you here?" Before he could run to Hu Tu's room, Rong Que shouted loudly.
"Junior brother, you are awake. How about you? Are there any places that are uncomfortable?" Hearing Rong Que's shouting, Ximen Xue walked out of a room not far away, came to Rong Que's side, and asked with some concern.
But when Ximen Xue was about to observe Rong Que's physical condition, he grabbed his shoulder and asked nervously: "Senior brother, is there an invasion of foreign enemies? Why did the purple bamboo forest in the back mountain turn into ruins?"
After hearing Rong Que say this, Ximen Xue's expression began to become strange. He looked at Rong Que and asked curiously: "Do you really remember what happened?"
"What should I remember? What the hell is going on?" Rong Que asked with a serious expression.
"There is no foreign invasion, but you should not go to see your master these days. He should be angry at this moment. If you go, you will inevitably be beaten up again." Ximen Xue patted Rong Que's shoulder, sighed helplessly, and said slowly.
Rong Que was confused by his words, scratched his head, and asked in confusion: "Why are you angry, Master? If there is no foreign enemy invasion, what's going on in the purple bamboo forest in the back mountain?"
"This, Master will tell you later. Today we have to go to the deacon of the inner gate to get our inner gate identity card and some miscellaneous items. I won't say much, let's go now." As he said that, Ximen Xue turned around and walked out of the Lianxin Peak Mountain Gate.
Rong Que smiled helplessly, shrugged and chased after him.
After getting off Lianxin Peak, the two brothers walked towards the collection of miscellaneous items in the inner sect. They also met many inner sect disciples along the mountain. Some disciples who entered the inner sect with them immediately came forward to call Senior Brother Ju. No matter what, Rong Que and Ximen Xue were also the first and second place in this martial arts competition. They are still very prestigious among these disciples.
"Junior brother, you are so famous. Even the four major mountains in the inner sect have found a master and want to pry your corner." Ximen Xue said to Rong Que with a smile.
With a bitter smile, Rong Que waved his hand and said helplessly: "Senior brother, don't make fun of me. I haven't practiced my qi yet. Even if I want to practice, I have to wait until the monster is cleared. I don't know when it will be done."
"Can't you use spiritual power yet? Then why did you happen to you yesterday..." Ximen Xue frowned immediately, looked at Rong Que, and asked seriously.
"What happened to me yesterday? What's wrong with me? By the way! I remember yesterday I drank the wine given by the master in the back mountain. Why did I wake up in my room this morning?" Rong Que frowned, a little confused.
Ximen Xue smiled helplessly and said nothing. She led Rong Que and walked towards the collection.
Bitao Sect is worthy of being the largest sect within a radius of hundreds of miles. Even one of the collection places is decorated in a very luxurious manner. Outside the gate, there is a stone lion on both sides, with fierce colors in its eyes, and the carving is extremely vivid and lifelike. You can tell at a glance that it was made by a famous craftsman.
The plaque at the collection is also particularly gorgeous, with gold as the edge, and the three large characters are written in a dragon and snake manner, reflecting a sense of ethereality.
The two walked into the collection place and there were already many people in it. Most of them were new disciples who entered the inner sect with them this time, and came here to collect their own tokens. Some disciples of the inner sect came to receive the elixirs needed for their monthly practice.
"It seems that it's very lively here." Ximen Xue looked around the entire hall at the collection site, turned to Rong Que and said with a smile.
"Don't worry about them, let's get them back soon. If the master can't find us, he will be anxious." Rong Que nodded and then walked towards the counter where he received the items.
Ximen Xue shrugged and said casually: "He is not that timid, can we lose it?" As he said that, he immediately followed Rong Que and came to the collection counter.
"Hello, are you here to get the inner door identity card?" Rong Que asked politely at the dozing disciple at the counter.
As soon as he heard someone ask, the disciple looked up at Rong Que impatiently, stretched his body, and then slowly replied: "Yes, what are your names?"
"My name is Rongque, his name is Ximen Xue. Let's get our own waist tags and clothing." Rongque didn't mind the obviously unpleasant attitude of the disciple. He just wanted to return to Lianxin Peak to practice immediately after receiving the waist tags, so as to strive to be able to practice Qi as soon as possible.
"Oh! You are the first and second places in this martial arts competition. I will take your waist card immediately. You can wait a moment." As soon as he heard the names of Rong Que and Ximen Xue, the disciple immediately changed his smile and said kindly.
These disciples who work at the collection are all slightly weak. If they have this ability, wouldn’t they earn more pills to take on some tasks of killing monsters? How could anyone accept such simple jobs that entertain disciples and those who are watching the mountain gate? Not only is it tiring, but the rewards for the tasks are also extremely thin.
Ximen Xue raised her eyebrows and said strangely: "This inner disciple is also snobbish. Seeing that he was like that just now, his face changed so quickly. If someone else came, he might even knock it out."
Rong Que smiled helplessly and didn't say anything, but at this moment, a big muscular man next to him walked over, looked at Rong Qu and the other two with a bit arrogant attitude, and said, "Boy, you are Rong Qu and Ximen Xue, among the three talents of this martial arts competition."
"Three talents? When did we become three talents?" Ximen Xue was puzzled and turned to Rong Que and asked.
Rong Que also frowned and shrugged, saying that he was not aware of it.
Seeing the two of them appear innocent, the big man suddenly felt like he was being fooled. His eyes flashed with anger and he shouted: "Boy, don't think you are the top disciples selected from the Martial Arts Conference and take yourself seriously. Let me tell you, there are so many people in the inner sect who can kill you with one hand, and I am one of them."
"Oh! Then you'll squeeze it, but I want to remind you, don't cry if you sprain your hand." Rong Que was stunned, and then looked at the big man in front of him with some amusement. Now he realized that he was here to find fault.
Rong Que was a good-natured person before he got drunk and didn't cause trouble, but this does not mean that he would be afraid of trouble. Since others have bullied him, leave him some souvenirs, otherwise others would think that he was easy to bully, and such troubles would happen endlessly.