Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

The master was really angry, so angry that he was shaking all over, just like he was threatening in the early morning to throw the killer and his sister together on the cliff of Chizi Peak and die there.

"You keep saying that I'm strong and dirty, but now I can see that I'm holding it in my hands and carrying it into the sky?"
The master kicked the wooden table that was chopped in half by the sword, "Why are you sitting on this lame table? It didn't even splash a drop of rice soup when eating. It was so close just now, didn't you see it? Are you blind?"

The wooden table, which had been barely standing on its own three legs, fell to the ground with a loud bang after being kicked like that. Everyone in the cafeteria shrank their necks in fear.

When the senior sister of Yuntian Sect glanced at the crowd, her sharp eyes made them want to run away.

"You are still using me to scold you. You know it in your heart. Don't pretend to be ignorant."

At this time, the master was so scared that he dared to raise his head. The craftsman who was blocking him behind him stretched out his long arms from the table to grab Zhuangzhuang. The little Zhuang boy immediately dived into his arms like an ostrich.

Compared to Zhuang Zhuang who may be too good at understanding what he said, the man who was called "stinky" and "rude" sighed and groaned, and the face of the hanging sister was very common in the helplessness -

It's very much like the guy standing on the eaves and watching the thugs smashing the local meat stall.

The master seemed to be angry with this.

His hand was still on the hilt of the sword, ready to be unsheathed at any time. He just looked down at his sister Xie Hui from above, with no trace of warmth in his dark eyes.

In the past, he was always quarreling with the people in the medicine pavilion, and it was normal for him to make a scene. However, considering that Xie Hui was Xie Yunxing's younger brother, no matter how fierce the quarrel was, they would just disperse on the spot and let it go. He let this kid jump around and never really care about it.

However, the head is the same now.

At this moment, no matter how Xie Hui cried and made a scene, there were only two words to say: apologize.

Xie Hui's head naturally felt dry.

He was almost rolling on the ground, and when he pulled the waistband of his sister's pants, he shouted "What do you want from me?" and "What if you take off my pants?" The teacher didn't care about this either, and he was blushing.

The child's voice was loud and sharp, and it seemed as if he was using all his strength. The teacher was also annoyed by the noise. He frowned tightly and wished he could just give him a sword.

At this time, Gao Shidi's figure rose from behind Senior Sister Shi of Yuntian Sect like a mountain. The man bent down slightly and poked his head out from behind her shoulder: "Kid, how about you just apologize? I don't care, just don't make me angry again."

The tone of voice sounded like he was measuring hand over hand.

The teacher is so good-tempered that he wants to scold you, "You are so spineless. What's the point of having such a good attitude? Even Yundi dares to ride on your head even in open-crotch pants."

He pushed the head of the person in the same row with him back. He had just started to say "Shut up!", and before he could curse again, Xie Hui, who had been crying and shouting just now, suddenly became quiet and said -

She sobbed, "Oh!", her face flushed, her body suddenly bent to the point where her forehead touched her knees, and she stammered, "Okay! Sorry!"

The teacher is also like this: “?”

The words in his hand got stuck in his throat, turning into complete confusion.

She just turned her head heavily and stared at the perfect profile of the man who was so close to her——

The latter was lazily talking and it had nothing to do with Xie Huidao.

The scene was so harmonious that even the master was thinking about it. He burned incense in the hall and cried blood, angrily asking the Three Pure Ones, "Is there any way to fight back in this world and is there any law or order?"

……

Half an hour later.

Everyone had witnessed that senior sister from the Yuntian Sect standing at the gate of Jianya Academy, cursing and scolding the strong craftsman as if he were her eyeballs. The main point was that if he surrendered to them again, he would be the one to get out of here as soon as possible.

The slayer was speechless after being scolded. He almost crawled out of the cloud in Dao's chest. The black hole was also healing, and Daobenyun should be on the mountain.

But in the end, Dao just touched the tip of Sister's nose and murmured: "Are you apologizing? How can I give in?"

The master also shouted in a high voice: "Apologize to you? Let me say goodbye to you! Turn right when you leave, and have a nice trip!"

Killing the strong craftsman: "..."

Sure enough, the boy raised his head and stopped talking. Yang lowered his head and listened to the girl's scolding, who looked so good-tempered. Just then, the bell rang in the distance, indicating that the morning class was about to begin.

As if he was relieved, he stretched out his hand to the teacher and said, "Okay, Sister Fairy, calm down and go to class."

The master glanced here and there, and said, "Why are you reaching out? Why don't you ask for a beating earlier? You're in a hurry now."

The killer Zhuangjiang was silent, and then he turned his palm, which was originally facing upwards, and touched Zhuangzhuang, who was lying in the master's arms and shaking his tail desperately.

The master also dodged the Taoist's hand and said angrily, "I'll give you my head."

"Huh? Why did you give me the head?"
The man raised his eyebrows, looking very confused.

"What can I achieve if I learn from you? I am a weakling."

"It's just that strong." The killer said gently, trying to explain, "Living a few more years will make you a winner, but I'm afraid you won't be able to achieve anything..."

The teacher also spoke from this side, and when he was halfway through the conversation, he decisively turned around, holding the little boy in his arms with a strong bandit temperament and rushed into the academy -

Zhuangzhuang put his head on her shoulder, and followed her sister's two-step and three-step jumping up and down the stairs. Then, the teacher slapped him on the butt.
The teacher also said: "Yun, say goodbye to your uncle with a soft bone."

Zhuangzhuang's tail was curled like a watermelon vine, swinging here and there and snorting.

……

When I first came to the academy, my teacher also experienced firsthand what it meant to be a sect and to be in charge of all affairs.

From the moment he sat down and handed the Zhuangzhuang in his arms to Wuyou for care, he never had a chance to raise his head, so that he didn't even notice that he was missing from the neatly arranged seats in the morning class.

Later, when he was copying the "Inner Observation Canon", he was called out of Jianya Academy.

The senior brother who came with the message from Yun was wearing a Taoist robe and was sitting in front of Xie Cong. He greeted him politely with a smile and said he wanted to help him. Then he looked at this senior brother who he had met a few times but always called him his boss. He racked his brains but couldn't think of anything he could do for him.

The premonition in his head almost made him turn around and run.

Just as he was hesitating for a blink of an eye, he was taken to Tao Ting, who had sworn never to see Yun again after the incident of "Master's angry sinking of the evil dragon's treasure chest".

The flowers are in full bloom in the hall, and the immortal Yunde is sitting behind the chessboard, wearing a Xuanshui Taoist robe and with his long hair casually tied up. His appearance is elegant and dignified, and he does not need to say a word when he moves. He has a natural majesty that makes people afraid.

The sister's eyes were half asleep, and she was holding a black piece in her hand, which had not yet fallen.

The white wrist was revealed outside the loose Taoist robe that slipped to the ground, and the hand holding the sword was unnaturally white and slender. When the Taoist asked, "What happened in the cafeteria?", she remained silent and silently added this description to the previous praise: It should be more than enough to break my neck.

Then I carefully recounted the incident, trying not to miss any details and using the most euphemistic words.

But no matter how to cover it up, the core words "killing the strong craftsman and giving it to Senior Sister Zi Zishi" come to mind.

When the Immortal Venerable Gu Yunde frowned, my heart just beat fast.

The black chess piece was casually thrown back into the chess box with a slight "pop" sound. Its hind legs trembled and it seemed to want to run away.

"strong?"

"Yes." "What did the butcher think, sending a child to such a vulgar and dirty mortal animal?"

How can you say that? Hou Hou pointed at her sister: "Well, I heard from you that when she saw me yesterday, my sister was in a low mood, so I don't know where Zhai Pu got that little guy..."

Dirty on the head.

Apart from the rare spiritual beasts that are loved by ordinary female cultivators, it is still cute.

"We have never seen such a low-level animal before. When Senior Sister Shi held it in her arms this morning, we were so scared... Hmm." She pondered, "There have been many accidents recently, and Senior Sister Shi is tired and exhausted. It is understandable that she would like to raise a small animal to relieve her mood, but as a Senior Sister of Yuntian Sect and a female swordsman in the Golden Core Stage, she really needs at least a rare spirit beast to be worthy of her."

Yan Ji'an looked at the clouds, his starry eyes slightly sank, and his expression showed joy and anger.

Later I realized that I was talking too much.

"These guys are getting too close to the mortal world."

"Maybe, Senior Sister Shi is just kindhearted, so she should have tolerated the killing of Zhuangjiang." Hou Hou blinked her eyes and said slowly and honestly, "Xie Huima is just willing to degenerate. He eats and lives with Fan Zi and Zhuang. It's really sad to see him."

"Xie Hui is arguing with me again?"

"It's mainly because of that Zhuang." Hou Hou said, "We all think it's worthy of Zi Zishi's status as Senior Sister."

"In the match."

Which woman has good cultivation?

Since the creation of the world in ancient times, the Shatuo Tree has risen from the ground and has never been seen before.

"But at that time, Senior Sister herself saw that I was in a virtuous place."

"Only Xianfan, the strong one?"

"Indeed, he took me to Jianya Academy after breakfast!" He scratched his head, completely lost in self-confusion, muttering to himself, "Maybe it's the first time I get my own animal. I used to go to Chixue Peak to catch rabbits secretly, but I never brought any back. I only took them back to Tangchuanling."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ji'an fell silent.

Then he waved his sleeves and left. After that, the latter looked back three times, trying his best to figure out the meaning of this conversation.

……

That night, Immortal Yun De descended upon Jingtan and fished out the evil-killing and fire-repelling robe that Master Ye had thrown into Jingtan.

——Dao also only took out that piece of feathered robe.

Upon hearing the news, the Shi family was very confused, and the master was also very confused. How come the pollution of the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree finally spread to the bedside of Yunde Immortal Venerable, releasing his inner evil nature and making the dragon clan's nature even worse? Why did he have to dream at midnight and recall everything that was lost in the treasure house, making him unable to sleep all night?

Then how about getting more Deyun? This is just a piece of magical weapon and armor. Why is it worth the immortal Daoyun to make such a special trip?

There are so many good things in Jingtan!

and.

Senior Sister Shi of Yuntian Sect: "Is it reasonable to spit out Yun's things and then eat them back?"

Everyone: "..."

Strictly speaking, in the beginning, it was the Immortal Taoist who voluntarily spit out the cloud land, right?

……

After abnormally fishing out the Evil-Slaying and Fire-Repelling Feather Robe, Immortal Yun De disappeared with his three sons.
The leader did not disappear completely. In the evening, the Taoist used a two-sided mirror to inform the master that he had gone to Kunlun Mountains, and the leader returned.

Master Yan Yu was also very surprised. The old antique also knew how to use the double-sided mirror. In the past, Taoists used spiritual energy to condense birds and transmit simple messages thousands of miles across the sea.

"The world of immortal cultivation now relies on you, sister." Shiye said implicitly, "Don't fight with the Queen Mother of the West's tribe anymore."

Clearly seeing the edge of the two-sided mirror, Yun Dexianzun's originally silent eyes brightened up, and he seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just said "hmm" and hung up the two-sided mirror.

The geomancer on the other side of the two-sided mirror also had a question mark on his forehead.

The second son, Yan Ji'an, had been communicating with Yun for a very short time. It seemed that he had already reached the Kunlun Mountains. However, he was indeed on the blacklist of the Kunlun Mountains. At this moment, he was curled up in a dark cave, feeling depressed. Everything went wrong.

The teacher also said "Oh", wondering why everything went so smoothly.

The third son, Yan Ji'an, seemed a little tired, but was in a good mood. He also informed the teacher accurately that he would return before dinner.

Hanging that double-sided mirror, the senior sister of Yuntian Sect held her sister's face with one hand and pinched her strong nose with the other hand, which felt good. She was in a daze and figured out what the Immortal Venerable was doing. Why was he reporting everything in detail for three consecutive times?
"My memory is so bad."

The shadow loomed behind him and covered him. He turned slightly to see his sister killing Zhuangzhuang and carrying him away from his feet.

"Anyone who is scolded by me with a sword pointed at my throat and then reported out will learn a lesson from this."

The man spoke in a calm tone.

"..."
The master thought about it and finally remembered several pieces of evidence that the boy had quarreled with Yan Ji'an. Returning to Yuntou to seek revenge would only damage his prestige in the eyes of his fellow disciples, so he listed the first one.
"Oh, this."

"It's better to mend the fold after the sheep have been stolen." commented the carpenter.

The master looked at me in a stern manner and said nothing, but in fact he felt that what he said made perfect sense.

……

Before the setting sun, colorful clouds covered the entire Yuntian Sect. Sect disciples stood on the top of the mountain to admire the rare pink clouds. Yunde Immortal Venerable returned to the clouds as promised.

At that time, the master was sitting between the pair of junior sisters, and was trying to snatch the strong words back from Yun Xingdi.

The familiar sound of sword bells "ding-dong" rang softly. He just loosened his hand that was grabbing his sister's strong hoof and turned around, and saw Yun De Xianzun gracefully landing.

"Zizi."

Among the group, Yan Ji'an called out his nickname as if nothing was around, then bent down, shook off the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and the world in his sleeves turned upside down, the restriction was opened, and a furry, round spirit beast rolled to the ground.
It has tiger-like stripes, nine tails and nine heads. The tail is like a long whip, and each head is shaped like a head. All of them have hands that resemble their faces but only one eye. It stands facing east and gets Kunlun.
Mo Yue was the mount of the Queen Mother of the West in ancient times. He could travel thousands of miles, ward off evil spirits with his roar, and was good at controlling water.
It is an enlightened beast.

With the passage of time from ancient times to the present, the number of enlightened beasts has gradually become scarce and extremely rare. Nowadays, cultivators can only treat them as spiritual beasts, let alone use them as mounts. They are afraid that they will have to switch to cultivating animal taming techniques and brag about them until the moment before they lie down in their coffins and breathe their last.

This rare creature——

Yan Ji'an didn't know where to get that cloud.

What's even more surprising is that this clever little beast with white fur is a rare sight. Even if it grows as tall as a mountain, it will still be in a shabby state. At this moment, with claws as wide as hands and short and thick legs, it looks like a dumpling stuffed with sesame seeds, rolling on the ground and shaking its head, looking very cute.

When it stood firmly, Yan Ji'an half-knelt, rolled up his sleeves, and pushed it in the direction of his master from behind.

(End of this chapter)