The strong from the wild

"Bullshit!"

Ling Qianjian flicked his sleeves, full of sword intent, staring at Hu Tutu!

"Could it be that this bearded man is going to fight with me?" Hu Tutu blinked his eyes, he was not a fuel-efficient lamp, seeing Ling Qianjian's face changed drastically at this moment, Hu Tutu was also secretly on guard, mobilizing his whole body The true essence circulates the monster energy hidden in the dantian into the meridians of the whole body.

A conflict is imminent.

Liu Yi is already ready to make a move. Once the two sides fight, Liu Yi will definitely stand by Hu Tutu's side.Even though he has returned to Xuantianzong now, Liu Yi is considered Ling Qianjian's junior according to his seniority. If this bearded man is going to be unfavorable to Hu Tutu, Liu Yi will never care about the relationship between seniors and brothers that has only been established for seven days.

"Little Fatty! I tell you, this big exam is not for you, Bandao Peak disciples, to compete against each other, let alone No. 1 or No. 2. Seven days ago, I said To be clear, I want to use this big exam to understand what you have learned in the minds of the disciples of Ban Dao Peak, and I will send monks to teach you in accordance with their aptitude. I have good intentions, little fat man, why do you have to mess with me? If you don't want to take the exam, just hand in the blank paper, why lie yourself on the table and show off your fat body?"

Ling Qianjian strode up to Hu Tutu, opened his mouth wide, sprayed saliva, and said, "Go down! If you don't want to take the exam, don't take the exam. Don't lie here and block my eyes. Stay where you are cool." go……"

Hearing this, Liu Yi already knew that this battle would not be fought, so he gradually relaxed his guard, thinking: "The words of the bearded man are reasonable."

Hu Tutu was also taken aback. He was only being ridiculed by the disciples of Xuantianzong because he was afraid of getting zero points in the test. He was playing a rascal, but he didn't think carefully that Ling Qianjian was actually a good intention.

"Why are you still unwilling to go down? I have heard from Martial Nephew Hou Duanyang that you were only a few months earlier than my Martial Brother Liu Yi, but your cultivation level has come from behind and you have reached the real Dharma realm. Among the disciples of Ban Dao Peak , you can be regarded as No.1 among the inner disciples... to be able to practice for several years in a barren land lacking in spiritual energy to reach the real state of law, your aptitude can be regarded as the top choice."

Ling Qianjian ran to the edge of the table, kicked the corner of the table lightly, and said: "I originally had a selfish intention to accept you as my true disciple, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect you to disappoint me so much. !"

True disciple?

Hu Tutu's face suddenly turned pale, and he thought: "My dear! If I become his true disciple, I will have to live under the same roof as him in the future. I don't have any secrets in front of him. Words?...Wouldn't he be able to find out about my cultivation of the Demon Saint's technique? This is impossible, absolutely impossible! Fortunately...fortunately, this bearded man is already very disappointed in me..."

"What? Regret it?"

Ling Qianjian blew his beard and stared, hating that iron could not be made into steel in his heart, and said angrily: "Now you have disappointed me, I have changed my mind, and I will never accept you as a true disciple so easily!"

Hu Tutu blinked, and muttered in his heart: "It's best not to accept it, absolutely don't accept it!"

"Get up for me! This table is called an altar! It is used to place the tablets of the ancestors of the past generations and worship the shrines. How decent are you lying on it?"

Ling Qianjian grabbed Hu Tutu's clothes, lifted Hu Tutu away from the table, and said angrily, "I'm going to ask you a few questions about cultivation, to test you and see how much connotation you have."

"Don't! Don't! Never!"

Hu Tutu shook his hands again and again, shaking his head, "Master Uncle, you are an immortal, I'm just a junior kid who doesn't understand anything, mud can't support the wall, please don't accept me as a true disciple, otherwise you will definitely lose me!" regrettable!"

"Stinky boy!"

Ling Qianjian scolded in a cold voice, and asked: "Let me ask you, when refining alchemy, how does the elixir distinguish the attributes of the monarch and the ministers, what is the monarch's medicine, and what is the minister's medicine?"

"do not know!"

Ling Qianjian asked again: "When refining alchemy, how do you alternate between gentle fire and martial fire, and how do you reconcile yin and yang?"

"do not know!"

Ling Qianjian's face turned black, and he asked again: "When drawing the talisman..."

Before he finished speaking, Hu Tutu put on an appearance of preferring death to surrender, and replied with closed eyes, "I don't know, I don't know anything..."

Ling Qianjian finally couldn't take it anymore, and roared angrily: "Dead wood can't be carved!"

Hu Tutu replied: "You really understand me!"

"You elm head, do you want to piss me off?"

Ling Qianjian was very emotional, staring at Hu Tutu, and said sternly: "I asked you a question, but you didn't know anything. Then tell me, how did you cultivate to the real Dharma realm in just a few years?" ?”

This question made Hu Tutu stunned, and even Liu Yi was a little uncertain.

"Wow...you bully!"

Hu Tutu bit the tip of his tongue, tears came out of his eyes from the pain, and he burst into tears, threw himself on the ground and rolled all over the ground, shouting, "You ask me, who should I ask? I, Hu Tutu, have low qualifications. No one looked down on me, I was often bullied, and I couldn’t break through to the fourth level of Qi Cultivation after half a year of hard work. Until I met Brother Yi, he preached to me every day, told me how to practice, and fed me a lot There are so many panaceas, which allowed me to cultivate to the real Dharma realm within a few years. I, Hu Tutu, have a stupid mind. Others can read ten lines at a glance, but I can’t remember it after reading it a hundred times. You have a big test today. You just want me to hand in a blank paper, you clearly want my senior brothers to see my jokes, you are clearly bullying me!"

"So this is ah……"

Ling Qianjian's face improved slightly, and he took a look at Liu Yi from a distance, "So, Hu Tutu, the reason why you can cultivate to the real Dharma realm within a few years is all because of Liu Shidi giving you pills, using The elixir nourishes it?"

This question made Hu Tutu cry even more happily, rolling all over the floor and making a fuss.

"Don't cry! A man, what does it look like to cry?"

Ling Qianjian's expression became a little embarrassed, and he said: "If you talk about seniority, you should call me Uncle Master; if you talk about cultivation, I am already a second-tier real immortal in the Immortal Realm. Rolling around all over the floor, once this matter gets out, I'm afraid that other sects will say that I, Xuantianzong Ling Qianjian, likes to bully the small with the big, and bully the disciples and grandchildren..."

"This……"

Hu Tutu hesitated for a while and said, "You have to make it up to me!"

"You brat, you are really unreasonable..."

Ling Qianjian sighed softly, stroked his beard, smiled suddenly, and said, "How about this, I will give you another chance to practice with me and be my true disciple."

"Not allowed! Absolutely not allowed!"

Hu Tutu's eyes went dark, his mind was spinning, and he thought: "It's over! It's over! I'm lifting a rock to shoot myself in the foot!"