Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 510

In fact, he would rather have An Ziqing worship Lu Qingli as his teacher, but at least he still has a reputation for self-knowledge. He knows that it is impossible for An Ziqing to fall into Lu Qingli's eyes with his dandyism, so it would be nice to let him stay.

As long as I can stay by her side, after a long time, I can always learn something.

It was only then that Lu Qingli realized that she was overjoyed too early. The old man didn't want to be a teacher himself, but he stuffed his useless disciple over here.

What does he think of as the Supreme Dao Sect, a garbage dump, why does everyone stuff it here?
Lu Qingli didn't like the second generation of dandies like An Ziqing.

"That's very good, very good." Just as he was looking for a reason to refuse, he saw Ren Chuchen nodding repeatedly, laughing so hard that his mouth could hardly be closed.

"Okay, then let him come." Being preempted by the cheap master again, Lu Qingli could only let it go.

But I was a little puzzled in my heart. This cheap master never made up his mind in the past, and he never asked too much about himself and the two senior brothers. Why is he so uncharacteristic today?
Could it be that seeing An Qiuchen humiliate himself at such an advanced age, he felt sad and couldn't bear it?So my conscience found out, and I took another person's good cemetery, so I wanted to give the old man some comfort?
"Okay, okay, I will order someone to come to the Supreme Dao Sect as soon as possible. In the future, I will trouble Master Lu, Sect Master Liang, and Master Wenren Peak. If he doesn't listen to the teachings, you should scold him." Scold, beat as much as you want, it doesn't matter if you beat him to death." Seeing Lu Qingli hesitate, An Qiuchen was worried that she would refuse, but when he heard that Ren Chuchen took the initiative to agree, Lu Qingli did not object, and was overjoyed again.

"Elder An is out." Wenren Chuchen said with a smile.

"Elder An is tired all the way, why don't you go to the guest house to rest first, I will order someone to prepare a banquet, and I will clean up the dust for you later." After a while, Liang Mowen said.

"Then I'll have to work." Not wanting to appear too reserved, An Qiuchen didn't refuse, and went to the guest house accompanied by Meng Wenxu.

"Master, that An Ziqing is a disaster, why did you ask him to come here?" After they left, Lu Qingli finally couldn't help asking.

"Hey, both Xinhong and Zijing have complained to me several times, saying that the disciples of the Supreme Peak are only focusing on their cultivation these days, and fewer and fewer people come to help. " Wenren Chuchen sighed and explained.

"That's right, master, when those guys first came here, they still had to be shameless, and their auras belonged to their auras, and they were not ambiguous in their work. The ground is hot these days, and you don't mean to drive people away when you see the master, you have the guts It's getting bigger and bigger, and the spiritual energy is so straight that I don't want to work at all." Song Xinhong complained.

"That's right Master Zeng, now I have to do things like moving bricks by myself again, look at my hands." Fang Zijing looked even more resentful, and stretched out his hand to let Lu Qingli see the blood blisters on his hands.

"..." Lu Qingli wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

After arguing for a long time, it turned out that someone else was asked to come over as a coolie to help move the bricks.

What is sad, what is unbearable, what conscience finds?Thinking too much, how can this cheap master be so kind and black.

"By the way, Qingli, you are too generous. The Heavenly Star Pill Art is so precious, there is no need to teach it." Lu Qingli was secretly cursing, and heard Master Cheap complained.

"Actually..." Lu Qingli wanted to tell Master that the Heavenly Star Pill is actually not as precious as they imagined, and more people know about it in the Dharma-ending era.But if you don't have enough talent and understanding, you can't learn it even if you teach it hand in hand, so don't feel so distressed.

"That's right, they should be sent to another cemetery to teach." As soon as the words started, Jiang Xianyun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, echoing the master's words.

"Two." Wenren Chuchen and Liang Mowen corrected in unison, and at the same time glared at Jiang Xianyun: You are still the master of a peak, so petty.

Lu Qingli's cold sweat flowed like a waterfall, and he couldn't even wipe it off.Sure enough, the darkest person in the Supreme Dao Sect is not Master Jiang Dafeng, but himself, the cheap master and uncle of the suzerain.

Others are more black-faced, even their hearts are black!
"Master, Master Zeng, you talk, I'll go get ready." Fang Zijing bowed to everyone and walked out.

"Preparing for what?" Lu Qingli asked casually.

"I saw a tinned yellow wattle tree in the back mountain the day before yesterday. I went to cut one and brought it back. Maybe it will be useful." Fang Zijing replied excitedly.

"Well, sticks make filial sons, and yellow wattle trees make good people. It's still your thoughtfulness." Song Xinhong admired him, patted him on the shoulder, and told his personal experience of more than twenty years.

At this moment, not only Lu Qingli, everyone was sweating profusely, and began to mourn poor Mr. An in silence.

"What are you guys talking about?" At this moment, Chu Qinghan and Wen Ruyu walked into the hall.Hearing Song Xinhong's words, the latter asked curiously.

As soon as the two returned to Tiandao Peak, they heard that Fu Hongyuan and An Qiuchen had visited successively. Worried about any trouble, they hurried over.

"You still have the face to come back!" Upon seeing Wen Ruyu, Wenren Chuchen scolded angrily.

"What's the matter, what happened to Master?" Wen Ruyu scratched her head and asked inexplicably.

"You still have the nerve to ask me! You don't do your job all day long, and you open some alchemy pavilions like others, and almost caused a catastrophe, do you know that!" Seeing his blank face, he was even more angry when he heard about it.

"Oh Master, you mean the Immortal Pill Pavilion, that's none of my business, it's Junior Sister Qingli..." Wen Ruyu finally knew why Master was angry, but she didn't take it seriously at all, and explained with a playful smile.

The fact is also true, the Immortal Pill Pavilion was built by Lu Qingli, so it had nothing to do with him in the first place.

"You still dare to quibble, do you still dare to quibble? Qingli opened the Pill Pavilion, and it was all because of your instigation!" Before he could finish speaking, Wenren Chuchen gave another angry reprimand, and at the same time he pulled out a golden root from nowhere. sticks,
"Hey, master still keeps this tree stick!" Wen Ruyu still didn't take it seriously, seeing that yellow wattle stick, she was a little kind.

Every time I got into trouble when I was a child, my master would take out this stick.However, his serious injury has not healed and his strength has been greatly reduced. Let alone a tree stick, the Tianyun Sword has no power in his hands, and Wen Ruyu has never been afraid.

Now that he has been promoted to Jindan and has the body protection energy, he is even less afraid.

"Senior Brother Qinghan, tell Master that the Immortal Pill Pavilion is really none of my business, right?" Wen Ruyu said to Chu Qinghan nonchalantly after looking at the tree stick kindly.

"The cultivation base has been restored." Chu Qinghan didn't speak for him, but just reminded him kindly.

"What cultivation base has been recovered, what are you talking about?" Wen Ruyu looked at him inexplicably.

Then, he noticed the pity in Chu Qinghan's eyes.Then, his face suddenly turned pale.

His cultivation base has been restored, yes, Master's cultivation base has been restored, and now he is a real strong man in the Purple Mansion, not as good as before.

Before she had time to think about it, Wen Ruyu hugged her head, turned around and rushed out of the hall—just like he used to do when he was a child.

(End of this chapter)