Biography of Wei Zixiu Xian

Chapter 819

"Brother Bu, you are also from the lineage of Killing Sword Peak, isn't your ancestor already healed his injury and is about to leave the test?
From now on, there is no need for you to frugally collect resources anymore, why are you still like this, um, simple, why can't you show some tolerance of a big sect, a Nascent Soul disciple? "

One person hates the way that iron cannot become steel.

Wei Zi: My good apprentice, back then, had a special bloodline comparable to that of a treasure hunter, and Lei Jianmu was always given as a gift, so how could he be so poor that he was called stingy to his face.

Speaking of which, it's them who are not up to date as masters and ancestors, missing, missing, injured, and even let a child become so "diligent and thrifty in housekeeping".

"Although the lineage of Killing Sword Peak is the favored son of heaven, but the luck is really not good. At the beginning, so many people rushed to accept you as a disciple, but you should not, and you insist on waiting. This waiting is 50 years. Still no figure of Zhenjun Congjing.

Those who are worse than you have been carefully taught by the master..."

"So what, it's different without me forming the alchemy first!"

As expected of being the direct disciple of the single lineage of Killing Sword Peak, he has learned a hundred percent of this skill that makes people angry.

Wei Zi felt relieved, sure enough, he was right, this little apprentice is really good.

That is, her appearance is a bit off. She used to be chubby, so cute, but now she is a little thinner. Sure enough, she has suffered a lot. Otherwise, how could she be so thin.

Wei Zi didn't continue to eavesdrop, the crane flew up, and the coercion of Yuanying Zhenjun was released, and it slowly descended.

The group of monks who were suffocated by Bu Lin's words felt the coercion and took a step back at the same time. Only Bu Lin, the moment he raised his head, unconsciously, his eyes were wet, and he looked at the man in the sky obsessively. Did not take half a step back.

Until, Wei Zi had already landed in front of him, watching this young man who seemed to be a head taller than him, quietly commanding the crane to go up one liter, until he was higher than Bu Lin.

Crowd: ...

"Stinky boy, you can't even salute when you meet Master?"

Before Bu Lin and Wei Zi separated, they did not have the status of master and apprentice, and Wei Zi never said that he would accept him as a disciple.

But at that time, he wholeheartedly wanted to worship under Wei Zi's sect, and later, when Killing Sword Peak suffered disaster, he was even more dedicated to running for Master Guangling, even if he had no name or title.

No, Grand Master said that if Wei Zi didn't want to accept him, he would accept him as a junior apprentice and asked Wei Zi to call him Junior Martial Uncle.

At that time, Grand Master proudly said that he dared to guarantee that as long as he said so, Wei Zi would immediately take him under his sect.

But, in fact, he was always worried.

He really wanted to be a teacher, and he didn't want Wei Zi to accept him because of being coerced. That would be contrary to his original intention.

Until, Tai Shizu came back from holding the prescription for restoring Yuanying, and told him personally that Wei Zi wanted to accept him as an apprentice, and would hold a grand ceremony for him to accept him as an apprentice.

His restless heart finally fell to the ground.

However, at the moment when he actually saw Wei Zi, he was a little at a loss and uneasy. He didn't know what Wei Zi said at that time, he still couldn't make up his mind.

It wasn't until Wei Zi laughed and cursed that his heart finally settled down.

Master, he recognized him as a disciple.

Bu Lin, who was floating in mid-air, quickly landed on the ground, knelt down, kowtowed and worshiped.

"Disciple Bulin, kowtow to master, welcome master, and come back."

The person who was joking about Bu Lin just now, would have thought that the person who had been missing for decades would come back as soon as he said it, wait for someone by himself, and even shoot him at the muzzle of someone.

Sure enough, being a human being can't judge people's merits behind their backs.

Most of these people are older than Wei Zi, or they are almost the same as Wei Zi, and some even met Wei Zi at the Hualing Fa Conference.

At this time, if you say bad things about someone and get caught in the face, please apologize, you won’t lose face, please don’t apologize, there is a difference in cultivation base here, I am no more than Jindan, but he is already the True Monarch Yuanying. It's just the appearance of having just conceived a baby, and this fluctuation seems to have already reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

It's really that people are more angry than people. When I and others are still struggling to form alchemy, they have already become seniors.

Zhenjun Guangling's Nascent Soul has recovered and is recuperating in seclusion. Zhenjun Xiyi has already completed his Nascent Soul. Cong Jing, who had been missing for many years, has returned with a baby. A family of three Nascent Souls, each of whom is a genius among geniuses.

They realized almost immediately that the trough of Sword Slaying Peak had finally passed.

The future Slaying Sword Peak must be a hot existence with bare hands.

It was really bad luck for them to be caught saying bad things behind their backs on the spot.

How could Wei Zi have the heart to care about the small thoughts of these people, not to mention, what they said was also true.

He helped Bu Lin up from the ground, "When he grows up, he will be handsome, but he is too thin. It seems that he has suffered a lot in these years. I brought you a lot of food for the teacher, and I will give you a lot of food when I go back. Guaranteed to raise fatter than before."

Bu Lin: No, I don't want to become fatter than before.

Wei Zi: No, you want to!
Bu Lin's eyes were clouded with tears, and he didn't know whether he was moved by Wei Zi's declaration or was frightened.

Wei Zi glanced at the people beside him: "Men and nephews, but there is still a task?"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded hesitantly.

"I came back from Chuchu, and I miss the elders of the sect very much. I am worried that I don't know the way. I don't know. Is there anyone among you who is willing to lead me the way?"

Everyone: You want to take Bu Lin away, just to put it bluntly, what are you doing in such a devious way.

There was only one person, and a flash of light came to his mind, Wei Zi couldn't be taken away by someone, and he still wants Bu Lin to contribute to the task?

How to put it, he is also a Nascent Soul cultivator, so he won't really search like this?
However, thinking about Bu Lin's daily actions, he felt that his guess might be the truth.

"Hey, my uncle has come back from a long journey. We should lead the way. How about letting Bu Lin serve senior? This is what we should do when we go out on missions."

Wei Zi was satisfied, "Master nephew is very understanding, and will become a great weapon in the future."

As he said that, he took a volume of divination and left by crane.

Those present, wipe the cold sweat off their foreheads, this big Buddha, just leave, as for the team is missing one person, they just need to do more.

"Stinky boy, why haven't I seen you for decades, and it looks like a gourd with its mouth sawn off. When you were young, you had a fairy sister in one bite. Why, is it different from being a teacher and a student?"

Seeing Bu Lin standing stiffly, Wei Zi couldn't help joking.

Bu Lin has always known that his master has some wicked tastes and is not of a serious nature. Over the years, he has heard his master complain a lot.

It's just that Wei Zi's image of him before was too tall, so no matter how much Zhenjun Xiyi said, in his heart, Wei Zi was still a fairy figure back then.

(End of this chapter)