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Chapter 231 The wind is blowing and the weather is cold. The brave little boy!
(In the previous chapter, Han Cangzi made a mistake in calling her...a mistake, a mistake. She should have called the second senior brother the second senior uncle. She was a generation behind...)
"Call me uncle!"
"Baby, no matter how big or small, your master didn't tell you my seniority. In the entire Tianhan Sect, except for a few old guys in the sky, who else is senior to me? The headmaster even calls me uncle. , you and the headmaster are the same generation, don’t you know what to call them?
You little kid, you are so aggressive with your elders. Let me calculate, you have violated the second, fifth, and seventh sect rules. "On the ninth peak of Tianhan Sect, Tian Xiezi breathed a sigh of relief and spoke lazily. His voice had a casual tone. It was not as deep as the old man in purple robes, and it did not spread too far.
The old man in purple robes looked as usual, standing calmly in the void, looking at Tian Xiezi at the top of the ninth peak. He really didn't want to come to the ninth peak unless he had to, but it wasn't because he was in awe of the people. The rumor about Tian Xiezi is that Tian Xiezi’s seniority is too high.
After a moment of silence, he hugged Tian Xiezi's fist.
"Junior Qi Longzi, I have met my uncle."
"Well, that makes sense. When I went up the mountain, you were probably not born yet, so you can't be so careless. You have to be careful next time, got it." Tian Xiezi touched the beard on his chin and looked at Zihong The old man in robe nodded with satisfaction.
"Then please ask Uncle Master to send the junior disciple out. I want to take him away." The old man in purple robe looked as usual. If he didn't hear Tian Xiezi's words, he spoke slowly.
"Why, do you have any objections to your second senior brother's punishment of your disciple?" Tian Xiezi looked surprised.
The old man was silent. He had to accept the fact that the seniority of the people in the Ninth Peak was much higher because of Tian Xiezi. For example, the young man who hurt his disciple, this person... was indeed of the same generation as him... …
As for whether he is a senior brother or a junior brother, it is difficult to say clearly at the moment.
"Tianxiezi, I don't have time to quarrel with you. I just want to ask you, do you want to let the car go or not?" The old man frowned, and his expression gradually became indifferent. He had exhausted all his courtesy. Now, even such words are reasonable. .
"Ah, are you scaring me? If you don't let me go, I won't let you go!" Tian Xiezi's eyes widened, showing a sense of domineering.
The old man looked gloomy and snorted coldly.
He did not take action, but just such a cold snort was like a roar of thunder, making the entire Ninth Peak suddenly shake. The color of the sky and the earth changed, the wind and clouds rolled back, and tiny cracks spread directly on the ice of the Ninth Peak. come out.
Tian Xiezi's eyes widened, he took a few steps back on the top of the mountain, and let out a miserable scream. The miserable sound was enough to make those who heard it feel pity.
Hu Zi was in his cave. He had brought Zi Che back a long time ago and now he threw it aside. He was squatting next to Zi Che, drinking wine while smiling viciously and maliciously.
The miserable voice of Tian Xiezi that surrounded his ears made Huzi look up at the rock wall above the cave with a strange look on his face.
"Pretend, you know how to pretend, old thing... Don't think that your Mr. Tiger... Well, don't think that his Mr. Tiger doesn't know that you are wearing white clothes today."
The miserable cry spread throughout the Ninth Peak, and also reached the ears of the second senior brother who was sitting next to Su Ming. The second senior brother lowered his head and fiddled with the flowers and plants in front of him, as if he didn't hear it.
"Master, I saw that you are wearing a white robe today..." The second senior brother shook his head, his expression was very gentle, as if he was whispering to the flowers and plants in front of him.
At the same time, underneath the ninth peak, in the basin deep in the cracks in the ice, there was silence, but at this time there was a faint murmuring voice.
"Master, what he is wearing today should be white clothes..." That voice belonged to the senior brother.
At the top of the ninth peak, Tian Xiezi screamed and retreated. Seeing the old man in purple robes approaching in the void in front of him, he quickly screamed loudly again.
"Xiaohu, come and save me, my master. I promise not to ask you for drinks again..."
In the cave, Hu Zi took a sip of wine, glared at Zi Che in front of him, and slapped him on the head. Zi Che shook his body and stared at Hu Zi with anger.
"Hey, if you dare to stare at your grandpa Hu like that, I'll beat you to death!" Huzi seemed to have found something that stopped him from thinking about his master's screams. He stretched out his hand and patted Ziche on the head again. a slap.
Tian Xiezi, who was on the top of the mountain, shouted a few words and saw that the old man was approaching and stepped on the ninth peak. The moment his footsteps fell, the ninth peak let out a violent roar.
"Second Brother, Second Brother... If you don't come to save Master, I tell you, I will knock down all the flowers and plants on this mountain for you!"
The second senior brother sitting next to Su Ming, if he didn't hear, touched the flowers and plants in front of him and whispered softly.
"Just lift it. At worst, I'll just plant it after I lift it. It'll be fine... Do you think so, little junior brother?" The second senior brother raised his head and glanced at Su Ming, who had his eyes closed, and smiled slightly.
On the top of the mountain, the purple-robed old man from the second peak looked indifferently at Tian Xiezi who was screaming there, frowned, raised his right foot, and took a step forward.
"Disciple, your grandma is still in seclusion. You know you are in seclusion. Your master is about to finish playing. If you don't come out, I will ask Xiaohu to go to you to warm the wine every day!"
Deep in the ninth peak, where the basin is, there is still silence. The senior brother who chose to retreat here also pretended not to hear and was immersed in his meditation.
However, Tian Xiezi's voice was so shrill that after a moment, a sigh came from the basin.
"Master, stop making trouble..."
The sound echoed in the basin and gradually dispersed. In a blink of an eye, it reverberated throughout the entire ninth peak and reached Huzi's ears, causing Huzi to slap his raised palm.
When it reached the ears of the second senior brother, his eyes flashed with light.
It even reached the ears of the old man who was walking towards Tian Xiezi. The old man's footsteps suddenly paused, his heart beat uncontrollably, and his expression suddenly changed. On his body, at this moment Suddenly, a piece of hot air appeared out of thin air, causing the void around it to become distorted in an instant.
But this was not caused by him, but the sound of the sound caused a wave of shock outside his body that shocked his mind.
Faintly, in the distortion outside his body, there seemed to be a low roar of a ferocious beast echoing, but this low roar could not be heard by outsiders. Only the old man himself could clearly hear the appearance of this sound. , which made his expression solemn.
"The voice of creation!" The old man's pupils shrank sharply.
However, the sound only appeared for a moment and then gradually disappeared, and the distortion outside the old man's body also disappeared without a trace.
Tian Xiezi looked surprised when he heard the sound, but soon became angry as the sound dissipated.
"You bastards, these three bastard disciples, if I had known this, I wouldn't have accepted my disciples back then. I wouldn't have helped the master at the critical moment. I'm so angry!
Hey, you junior, don't force me, I tell you, if I take action, you will immediately run away in embarrassment! "Tian Xiezi, who was wearing a white robe, raised his right hand and put it into his arms. He looked at the old man in purple robe, his expression gradually became serious.
With the seriousness of his expression, a pressure slowly condensed from his body, making the purple-robed old man who had just been shocked by the voice of creation also become dignified.
He didn't pay much attention to the Ninth Peak. It could even be said that this was his first time to come to the Ninth Peak. However, the series of things he encountered now made him think of those in the Tianhan Sect. There are rumors circulating about the Ninth Peak.
"If Uncle Master lets my disciple go, I will leave immediately and never set foot on the Ninth Peak again. If not, I will see if the rumors about Uncle Master on the Ninth Peak are true or false! It's just that! The voice of creation is nothing." The old man in purple robe was silent for a moment and then spoke in a deep voice.
As he spoke, the purple-robed old man walked towards Tian Xiezi. His steps were not fast, but as he walked out, an increasingly powerful aura spread out from him. In the sky, there seemed to be an illusory scene. , is rapidly changing towards reality.
"You forced me, look at my magic weapon!" Tian Xiezi took a few steps back again and pulled his right hand out from his arms. In his hand, there was something more, which was a token.
The moment he took out the token, Tian Xiezi's expression became arrogant. He held the token and waved it towards the old man.
"Courageous little boy, do you know what this thing is!"
Following Tian Hanzi's loud shout, the purple-robed old man suddenly stopped. He looked at the token in Tian Xiezi's hand. The token was purple-black and exuded a pure cold air. It didn't look like it was fake. , and no one in Tianhan Sect dares to lie...
Especially when he thought of Tian Xiezi's seniority, the old man's expression gradually changed drastically, sometimes gloomy, sometimes aggrieved, sometimes helpless. All the expressions merged together and turned into a complex sigh.
He cupped his hands into fists and bowed deeply to Tian Xiezi.
"Disciple Qi Longzi, I have an order to pay homage to the sect master. If the sect leader comes in person, the disciple will naturally recognize the person holding the order."
"Hmph, I have to force my old man to take out this token and tell you that the Ninth Peak was snatched away by me with this token. Didn't your master tell you?
That's all. It seems that you are not your master's proud disciple. Otherwise, how could I not tell you about such an important matter? I think you are quite pitiful. So, just give me a few million stone coins. No, I don't care about your offense. "Tian Xiezi raised his head and chest, and spoke arrogantly.
The purple-robed old man's breathing became rapid, and veins gradually appeared on his face. However, after taking a look at the token in Tian Xiezi's hand, he endured it and gave Tian Xiezi a fist.
"Disciple, I obey." After he said that, he turned around immediately, transformed into a rainbow and left the Ninth Peak in an instant. He was afraid that if he walked too slowly, he would really be unable to suppress the feeling of frustration in his heart.
At this moment, he finally understood why it was rare to see people of his generation going to the Ninth Peak on weekdays, especially those who were the peak masters. Most of them chose to avoid the Ninth Peak, and he, Xun Longzi, seldom paid attention to it on weekdays. Other things, although he is a strong man of Tianhan Sect and a member of the Second Peak, he is not the master of the Second Peak after all. He has stayed in most of Tianhan all year round and has gradually lived here over the years.
At the same time that he left the Ninth Peak, Su Ming, who was sitting cross-legged on the platform, slowly opened his eyes.
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To disappoint everyone, today and tomorrow will be the first update... Today is June [-]st, and I wrote this chapter while I was playing outside with my daughter and looking for a place to code.
I will go to the movies with my little one in the evening.Tomorrow is the little guy's kindergarten sports meeting, and she really hopes that I can go and do a program with her.
In a year, out of 365 days, I can let her not pester me for 362 days, but there are only three days that I can't, one is her birthday, one is June [-], and the other is the sports meeting where she is preparing to perform with her father .
Please forgive me.
(End of this chapter)