"Master, you are back. Is the person Senior Sister Lu brought back really extremely qualified..."
A man of about twenty-seven or eight years old walked out of the courtyard in front of him. He was eight feet tall, with a strong build and a rather handsome face. He was wearing blue clothes and had a smile on his face.
When he saw Xiao Fan behind Tian Buwei, he immediately swallowed back what he said. His expression was very exciting, and he asked cautiously: "Master, could it be that you were a rogue and snatched him to our Wuwei Peak?"
Alright?"
"Snapped!"
Tian Buwei slapped the man on the head.
The man shrank his head and groaned, with a look of grievance on his face. But he soon smiled broadly, approached Tian Buwei with his eyes wide open, and said with a smile: "Hey, Master, what, are you burned by the fire?"
?”
"Hexuan, you stinky brat, you're the one who got burned." Tian Buwei, with a black face, snorted angrily and said, "I was made angry by those bastards! All the talented people were snatched away by them.
, all those with low potential are passed on to me. If I had that strength, I really want to slap Tie Batian, Zhan Wuji, and Ziyang on the face a few times to relieve the anger in my heart!"
"Hey, Master, why is your face so dark? I thought it was because of the fire, but it turned out to be because of anger." Cai Hexuan snickered, and then said softly: "Don't you have the strength? You want to slap them.
Face, in the future, my disciples will help you fulfill your wish and let them stretch out their faces to slap you, okay?"
"Yes, yes, senior brother is right." Another person walked out of the courtyard, also in his twenties. He was tall and slender, wearing light yellow clothes, with peach blossoms in his eyes. He laughed and said: "Master,
You say whether you want to slap them on the left cheek or the right cheek. If you want to slap them on the right cheek, my senior brother and I will ask them to stretch out their right cheek. How about that? Aren’t you very touched?"
"You two bastards dare to tease even Master!"
Although Tian Buwei's face was still ugly, there was a smile in his eyes, and then he lowered his voice and warned: "Aren't you afraid of being heard by saying this? If those guys find out, you two boys will not be able to survive.
Let’s go.”
"What are you afraid of?" Cai Hexuan shrugged his eyebrows, glanced at the other man, and said: "Junior brother Zhang Peng, if someone hears it, we will say that the master has taught us well. Who is the master? If you roar, they will be scared.
If you wet your pants, you still dare to cause trouble, right?"
"Well, senior brother is right. Master is as powerful as a mountain, how dare they jump?"
Zhang Peng agreed.
"Two brats, let's fight!"
Tian Buwei seemed angry, but in fact the depression and anger in his heart had almost disappeared. He raised his hand and was about to give Cai Hexuan and Zhang Peng a blow, but they dodged it with a smile.
The two of them are the two geniuses that Tian Buwei came down from the mountain ten years ago and secretly brought back from outside. The two of them have martial souls with the same attributes - dark martial souls.
This kind of martial spirit is very powerful. It is a god-level martial spirit with a high innate starting point. The dark martial spirit has two characteristics. One is that it can emit a dark aura, which can have a negative impact on the opponent's heart, thereby affecting his combat ability.
Second, the dark power in true energy has a strong corrosive effect.
The levels of martial souls are divided into useless martial souls, low-level martial souls, spiritual martial souls, divine martial souls, holy martial souls, and immortal martial souls. Like Xiao Fan's virtual martial soul, in the eyes of others, it is the lowest low-level martial soul.
A god-level martial spirit is definitely a hot commodity in this continent, and all major sects will compete for it. Tian Buwei was also lucky, and he found Cai Hexuan and Zhang Peng, two people with dark martial spirits.
However, in the past ten years, Tian Buwei has not dared to let the two of them show any outstanding qualities in front of others, otherwise once they were discovered, the other lineages would definitely try their best to poach them away.
"Hexuan, Peng'er, to what extent have you practiced the Nine Levels Bengjin?"
"Hehe." Cai Hexuan smiled bitterly and whispered: "We are about to reach the second level of cultivation. By the way, this ninth level of collapse strength is too difficult and is not suitable for us to practice."
"Yes, Master, it is better to cultivate our kind of martial arts both internally and externally, otherwise it will be a waste of our natural martial arts. I think we should forget about the ninth-level collapsing strength. Apart from the founder of this martial art, it is really hard to imagine that anyone else can do it."
Cultivation to the third level or above."
Zhang Peng also said this, they asked themselves that their understanding was not bad and their basic skills were not bad, but there were always obstacles in cultivating the nine levels of Beng Jin, making it difficult to improve.
"Hey!" Tian Buwei sighed, without any disappointment in his eyes, and shook his head: "It is indeed difficult to practice this ninth level of collapse strength. Except for the founders of our lineage, no one can practice this to the third level.
Martial arts are too difficult, and the requirements for meridians and tendons are too high. And as your own strength increases, the requirements will become higher and higher. Forcible training will definitely break the meridians and tendons, and the consequences will be disastrous."
Cai Hexuan and Zhang Peng nodded. They had discovered long ago that every time they practiced the Nine-layer Beng Jin Yun Jin, the meridians and tendons on their arms were like burning. When they practiced for too long, they would feel pain like a knife.
"Okay, I'm going to have a rest. Remember, you are not allowed to leave Wuwei Peak." Tian Buwei said. After taking a few steps, he turned to look at Xiao Fan and said, "Especially you, stay on Wuwei Peak."
, you are not allowed to leave this peak even for an inch, lest you be laughed at by others and embarrass my Wuwei Peak lineage. Now let your second and third senior brothers lead you to your residence. If you have any questions about cultivation in the future, just ask them. Don’t
Come to me."
"Disciple knows."
Xiao Fan nodded without saying much, and there was no trace of grievance on his face.
"Junior brother, what's your name?"
Cai Hexuan walked to Xiao Fan and looked him up and down.
"Eh." Zhang Peng chuckled and said, "Junior brother has very good bones. Logically speaking, he should be a martial arts prodigy, but the master has a dark face. Could it be that there is a hidden secret?"
"Yes, junior brother, what's going on?"
Cai Hexuan asked.
"Junior Brother Xiao Fan pays homage to Second Senior Brother and Third Senior Brother. This is what happened..."
At that moment, Xiao Fan told what happened, and Cai Hexuan and Zhang Peng looked at each other. It was really unfair that a person with extraordinary talents and amazing talents had an inferior martial spirit that was opposite to his talents.
"Junior brother Xiao, you don't have to worry. As long as you don't leave Wuwei Peak, no one will laugh at you, and no one will bully you. If you have any questions about cultivation in the future, just ask us, and we will definitely answer it for you.
, now you come with us to take care of the room."
Cai Hexuan said, pulling Xiao Fan towards the small courtyard, and Zhang Peng followed suit.
On the way, Xiao Fan looked around and saw that there were only five courtyards in total. According to the two senior brothers, two of the courtyards were the residences and places of practice for the disciples, two were the residences and places of practice for the master and his wife, and there were
One is the kitchen and a place for storing sundries.
"Junior brother Xiao, in fact, the innate martial soul does not necessarily determine a person's future strength. Different people have different achievements even if they have the same martial soul. As long as you don't give up, I believe that with your ability,
You will eventually have a future, prove it to those people, and slap those who laugh at you in the face in the future."
"Thank you two senior brothers. Our Wuwei Peak lineage will definitely become the first lineage of the sect in the future."
Xiao Fan said, his voice was not passionate, as if he said it casually. Cai Hexuan and Zhang Peng didn't think much about it, thinking that it was just what Xiao Fan said in his youthful anger.
They took Xiao Fan to the room in the middle of the small courtyard, which was separated by a wall from their room, and then began to tidy up the room. Then, Zhang Peng turned and left, going to bring Xiao Fan a quilt.
Xiao Fan stopped Zhang Peng and took out an old quilt from the storage ring, which shocked both Cai Hexuan and Zhang Peng.
"Junior brother Xiao, you are really thoughtful, you even brought the bedding. How come you have a storage ring?"
Both of them were a little surprised. Although the storage ring is not precious, it can be said to be very common among large sects. However, Xiao Fan has just entered the sect, and Tian Buwei cannot give him a storage ring.
"Senior Sister Lu gave it to me."
Xiao Fan scratched his head.
"Oh, it was given by Senior Sister Lu. This is not easy."
The two of them screamed at the same time, their eyes became excited, and their whole bodies seemed to have been injected with blood.
"How could I forget? I heard that you were brought back by Senior Sister Lu. This journey is so far away, and you definitely couldn't have walked there by yourself. Tell me honestly, was it Senior Sister Lu who took you on this journey?"
Cai Hexuan squinted his eyes slightly, looking a little lewd, while Zhang Peng was even more exaggerated, with drool at the corners of his mouth, and peach blossoms blooming in his eyes.
"This... along the way, it was Senior Sister Lu who pulled me to use Qinggong to fly."
Xiao Fan told the truth.
"Really?" Zhang Peng's eyes were hot. He grabbed Xiao Fan's hand, put it to his nose and took a greedy sniff. He said with an intoxicated look: "Well, it smells so good. Could this be the daughter's fragrance on Senior Sister Lu's jade hand?"
Xiao Fan felt a chill all over his body, and goosebumps arose one after another. Looking at Zhang Peng who was intoxicated, he said awkwardly: "Third senior brother, can I tell you that you forgot to wash your hands after going to bed earlier?"
Zhang Peng shook Xiao Fan's hand away as if he was electrocuted, and the corners of his eyes twitched. Then he coughed twice, pretending to be nonchalant, and said: "Even if there are hundreds of smells on my junior brother's hands, I can still smell that one."
A faint fragrance belonging to Senior Sister Lu."
"Hahaha...poof!"
Cai Hexuan burst out laughing, he couldn't help it anymore. After laughing, he held Xiao Fan's hand affectionately, blinked his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Junior brother, can you tell me about holding Senior Sister Lu's beautiful hand?"
What special feeling? Does your skin feel smooth and tender, does it feel like you're getting an electric shock, does it feel great to the touch? Hey, I really envy your luck."
"Hehe." Zhang Peng also smiled lewdly and moved his face closer to Xiao Fan, with a mysterious look on his face, and said: "Junior brother, were you very intoxicated at that time? Oh, by the way, you must not lust after Senior Sister Lu at night.
You're so beautiful and you're so beautiful, you're still young, and if you do this too often, it's harmful to your body."
Xiao Fan was speechless, his face turned red. Growing up in a mountain village, he had heard such words many times, and for a moment he didn't know how to say it.