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

Chapter 987

"Brother Tianchen, why aren't you excited at all?" Ling Feibai asked strangely.

"Why are you excited? What's there to be excited about?" Ying Tianchen was a little at a loss.

Although he didn't know the identities of Qiu Wansong and the others, he had seen them once in Stargazing Valley and once again at Yundang Mountain, and even saw with his own eyes how they surrounded Lu Qingli in every possible way, so there was nothing to be excited about.

"They are saluting to Junior Sister Qingli, and it's a disciple's gift. You must know that all of them are the masters of the Zhendao Xianmen. Do you know what a Zhendao Xianmen is? Even if the Dixianxianmen see them, they should be polite. , They actually behaved like disciples to Junior Sister Qingli, performed the courtesy of disciples... Oh, by the way, our Supreme Dao Sect is also an Earth Grade Immortal Sect now, but even so, they don't have to be so polite to Junior Sister Qingli, right? "Ling Feibai became excited again as he spoke, his cool and handsome face turned red.

"I know, I know, did you see the thin old man next to Junior Sister Qingli? His name is Xu Jiuling, he is a registered disciple of Junior Sister Qingli, and he is currently practicing formation techniques with Junior Sister Qingli.

Also, I heard that he originally wanted to directly worship Junior Sister Qingli as his teacher, but at that time the master and the suzerain were terrified.Fearing that he would spoil the face of the Shuijing Xianmen and hurt the harmony of our two Xianmen, the master and the suzerain repeatedly persuaded him that he was only a registered disciple. "Ying Tianchen rubbed his ears, pointed at Xu Jiuling and said.

"What, he is Xu Jiuling, who is known as the grandmaster of a generation of formations. He, he actually worshiped Junior Sister Qingli as his teacher!" Ling Feibai exclaimed.

Knowing Xu Jiuling's identity, it is self-evident why the other masters of the immortal sect who have passed down the formation are so polite to Lu Qingli.

However, how strong is the formation technique of the little junior sister to make a formation master like Xu Jiuling worship her as a teacher regardless of her status?

Shocked, Ling Feibai was shocked again.

Although he understood the reason, he still felt dizzy as if he was hit by a thunderbolt.

"I've said it all, Junior Sister Qingli is the most powerful, you'll get to know it after a while." Ying Tianchen curled his lips and said.

Lu Qingli's five meridians are cultivated together, and the immortal magic and thaumaturgy in his body are endless. He can't even explain it. Even if he said it, Ling Feibai would find it hard to imagine. Let him experience it slowly.

"Oh." Ling Feibai stared at the delicate and beautiful figure on Xianfeng for a long time, with a little more curiosity and anticipation in his blank eyes.

"Master Xu, how are An Ziqing and He Xuanlin doing these days?" Lu Qingli asked Xu Jiuling nervously as he thanked the formation masters and carefully put away the formation.

I kept praying in my heart: God bless, don't die of exhaustion in the Supreme Dao Sect, let alone be starved to death by Fang Zijing in the Supreme Dao Sect.

"If you go back to Master, they are still alive and well." Xu Jiuling probably saw what she was worried about, pointed to the not far away, and said in relief.

Lu Qingli looked in the direction he pointed, and saw two young men looking up at the other side of the newly built practice hall.

Are these two people really An Ziqing and He Xuanlin?

Lu Qingli looked at the tattered clothes of the two, then at the black and thin face with unshaven beard that was almost out of shape, and the tears of joy in his eyes that came from suffering but not dead, and wanted to ask Xu Jiuling: Which eye do you see that they are still alive and well.

With this appearance, at most it can only be regarded as alive, and it has nothing to do with the word Haoduanduan, okay?

Thinking back to when we first met, An Ziqing, although greasy and frivolous, could be called pretty, while He Xuanlin, because of his family background, was even more arrogant and domineering in his gestures. was destroyed like this.Lu Qingli felt a little sad.

"Ziqing, Xuanlin, are you all okay?" Lu Qingli stepped forward and asked with a pleasant face.

"Okay, okay, thank you Lu, Senior Lu for your concern." The two looked at Lu Qingli in fear, and stuttered.

"There are so many trivial things these days, and I didn't take care of you. It's hard work for you." Lu Qingli said apologetically, trying to make her expression look a little more amiable.

"No, it's not hard work. Senior Lu is serious, it's really not hard work at all." Seeing Lu Qingli's gentle smile, An Ziqing was so flattered that tears almost fell from his eyes.

"Being able to work for the Supreme Dao Sect and share the worries of Senior Lu is a blessing we have cultivated in our lifetimes, even if it is a little hard work, it doesn't matter.

Besides, when the heavens will send a great mission to the people, they must first toil their muscles and bones, afflict their minds, and starve their bodies. Senior Lu entrusted us to Senior Brother Fang, that is also for our own good. "He Xuanlin wiped his eyes even more, and said impassionedly, but there was clearly a bit of flattery in his eyes.

Hey, is this really the He Xuanlin who had his nostrils upturned and wished he could write the words "Heaven, earth, old man is the biggest" on his forehead?

He has only come to Supreme Dao Sect for less than two months, and he has become so talkative, so good at flattering?Seeing He Xuanlin's face that was about to be reduced to a dead man by God, Lu Qingli was very surprised.

"My lord, you are here. I didn't know that my lord returned to the immortal sect, but my disciple failed to welcome me from afar, so please forgive me." At this time, a fat middle-aged man saw Lu Qingli from a distance, and his mouth was full of tears. Shouting, he rushed over in a hurry.

"You are, Fang Zijing?" Lu Qingli looked at this middle-aged man who looked as rich as a shopkeeper of a restaurant, and asked uncertainly.

Judging by his appearance, he was somewhat similar to Fang Zijing, but how did the proud Fang Dazheng, who had a bit of ethereal air in his air, become so round and chubby?
"That's right, I'm Zijing, Master Master, don't you recognize me?" Fang Zijing pursed his lips, his fat face was full of sorrow.

"It's really you. Your complexion has improved a lot recently, so I didn't recognize it for a while. By the way, you have contributed a lot to the successful completion of these halls. You have worked hard." Lu Qingli explained embarrassingly, and then added a word of encouragement.But after speaking, it felt even more embarrassing.

Seeing his fat head, big ears, white ears, and fat appearance, he was almost catching up with a ball, and Lu Qingli felt guilty for using the word "hard work" on him.

"Actually, it's all thanks to Ziqing, Xuanlin and those disciples of the Supreme Peak. The disciples are just helping to keep an eye on them, but they haven't put much effort in lately." Hearing Lu Qingli's words, Fang Zijing was equally moved, but he didn't dare to take the credit.

But Lu Qingli didn't give him a high look because of his frankness: Isn't this nonsense, you have to work hard to be so fat?See what it looks like after running a few steps.

(End of this chapter)