Vol 3 Chapter 6: Disciple of Shaoqing

As soon as this remark came out, a handsome young monk came to these people in a blaze of air. He was chún with red teeth and white lips, and if there was no smile on his mouth, it would make people feel no evil, but he looked like this, but all the people in the scene were like chills, and there was even a needle drop in the fairy city. No one dared to Controversy.
This is not that this Qiu Kun is superior, but that the Shaoqing faction is too fierce.
In the past century, there were no less than a dozen sects who were dismissed simply because they spoke poorly to disciples of the Shaoqing school.
Moreover, the disciples of the Qing dynasty often resorted to invitations to fight, even challenged by reason, because of their cultivation skills, and they were usually endless after World War I, and the Xuanmen's first major faction was extremely short-handed. At every turn, the door was destroyed. Who was there who did not have friends and relatives at the door? Which one has no scruples? Therefore, no one dared to speak easily, for fear of causing this disciple of Shaoqing, incurring trouble for nothing.
A moment later, there was a sudden sound on the seven-story platform, and the lazy tone suddenly became a bit serious. "Since it is a disciple of the Qing dynasty, they asked for this thing and quit."
Qiu Kun smiled slightly and arched there: "Thanks a lot."
Seeing someone say something, the disciple of Shaoqing also seemed to have no intention of doing anything. The old man with deep marks on the face stunned for a moment, and finally smiled strongly, "It turned out that the Shaoqing school was high, but it was just a mere grass. , The old man is willing to give in. "
Although he seemed to carelessly, anyone could see the helplessness in his eyes.
The monk Tsing Yi also changed his face several times, and hesitant sè appeared in the original arrogant expression. It seemed that he was struggling with contradictions. At last, he stomped heavily and turned back to the inside, without saying a word. Significantly has given up.
The eyes of the people involuntarily focused on Song Hong, a disciple of Linqingguan. He is the last one in the field, but at this moment his face is showing great difficulties, but Qiu Kun does not persecute him. Just standing there with a smile, but this act put a lot of pressure on Song Hong, and sweat beads appeared on his forehead.
Finally, he sighed, shook his head, and arched his hand toward Qiu Kun, saying: "Since it was the intention of the Taoist sent by Shaoqing, I should quit Song Hong."
His voice was a little trembling, and he could imagine how unwilling and helpless he was.
But at this moment, a pretty young girl ran out of Fei Ge, shaking his sleeves and shaking hard, anxiously: "Brother, uncle, he is waiting for our news. How can you do this, Shaoqing What about pie? Why are you afraid of it? Where did you go?
"shut up!"
Song Hong yelled suddenly, and his expression suddenly became extremely severe. He pointed inward and said in a deep voice: "Mi Qinger, there is no place for you to speak here. Please say one more thing. I will punish you for 30 years. Take a step and don't roll me back! "
The young girl was stunned. Since she remembered, the brother was like a gentle and gentleman, a gentleman Chunchun, who had never angered her, not even the more serious words. Now suddenly she spoke so sternly to her, looking forward At Song Hong, his eyes could not help but feel red, only felt his heart was aggrieved, he held back the tears to fall, covered his mouth, and ran into the room.
Seeing this, Qiu Kun smiled slightly and said, "Is this the sister-in-law? It's innocent."
Song Hong's face changed, and she said, "Under the first time, I went to the school for the first time, and I have no intention. If you make a mistake, you should ask Qiu Daoyou not to care about it." , Said: "Song Daoyou thinks more."
Song Hong gave him a silent hand and retreated.
In the distance, Shen Xiang taught a lot of female disciples to look beautiful, and the Shaoqing School was indeed the first school in Xuanmen of Donghuazhou. It was a magnificent one. Only one true disciple came out, and no one dared to compete with it.
Although Qiu En is just a rebuild of Xuan Guang, it is not without his presence that he can beat him, but these people, despite their dissatisfaction, dare not risk the offense of the Qing dynasty, so they all endured it.
Zhang Yan glanced out of the building, but smiled: "Is it just seven thousand Lingbei, since no one will take another shot, then I will take down this spirit grass."
Jun Linger was startled, and there was 惴惴 è in her face, and she said, "Cyclone, that's the Shaoqing school ..."
Zhang Yan glanced at her, shook her head, and stood up to the front of the building, withdrew the restraint and came out.
The atmosphere was stagnation and depression in the original game. As soon as he was moving here, all eyes could not help but cast his eyes on him, but he seemed totally unaware, "Nine thousand Lingbei, this letter Ye Xuanzhen grass I want."
Jiulian Lingbei! This number shocked everyone in the field.
However, this is not much. This person not only has the courage to come out, but also disregards the face of the disciples sent by Shaoqing. Is it that he lives too long?
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Who knows, the scene where everyone expected to turn their hands did not appear.
After hearing that, Qiu Kunwen had a surprised expression on his face. After thinking about it, he sighed and shook his head with a bitter smile: "Nine thousand Lingbei, Qiu can't afford it, I'm afraid it is a Taoist friend."
Zhang Yan smiled slightly, nodded to him, and turned back.
Everyone can see that if they dream, is this still a disciple of Shaoqing? When did it become so easy to talk? Could this person be fake?
Immediately they dismissed this idea. The Qing Xuan light at Qiu Kun's feet was like a rainbow, and it became clear at a glance that it was the secret biography of the Shaoqing school.
At this time, there was a woman in Qingyi Yunyao stepping on the magic instrument to Qiu Kun, and said softly, "If Brother Qiu has a tight hand, I would like to assist Brother Chen Xiang."
Qiu En smiled indifferently, and said, "My sister Pan has kindly received my heart. Although this spirit grass is rare, it is not worth the number of 10,000 spirit shells. The price is already extremely high and no use.
"This ..." the woman said angrily: "Brother came here for thousands of miles, just for this thing, is it not possible to give it to this person?"
Qiu En smiled and said, "I'm going to visit this Taoist friend."
After Zhang Yan returned to the table case calmly, Jun Linger looked at him with shock and fear. This one should be a big start, but how can he be sent over to the Qing Dynasty? How dare you shave the disciples of the Shaoqing disciples in public? Isn't you afraid that the other party will come to you?
When she was thinking wildly, she heard a clear voice outside the restraint, and said, "I don't know if my friend is here, Qiu En is visiting."
Jun Linger's face changed drastically, her body trembled. Although the boat owner here had a strong background and self-reliance, she was afraid to offend the Shao Qing school. Yan, in the end she came to be a scapegoat.
She was about to remind her not to agree, but she saw Zhang Yan withdraw from the ban and smiled, "Taoists please come in."
Jun Linger suddenly faced death.
Qiu En stepped in with a smile. Although he didn't have the slightest firework, he had a momentum that made Jun Ling out of breath.
Zhang Yan glanced at Jun Linger and said, "Go out, I have something to say with this Shaoqing Taoist."
Jun Ling'er, such as méng, amnesty, dragged the almost collapsed āo body and turned out of the building, but never dare to stay here for a moment.
After Qiu En came in, he didn't take a closer look at Jun Linger, and solemnly arched at Zhang Yan, saying: "The Shao Qing sent a true disciple Qiu En. I have met Dao friends, I don't know how to call them?"
Zhang Yan smiled slightly and arched his hand: "Zhang Yan, a true disciple of Xiayu Cang."
"It turned out to be the Dao Cang friends." Qiu En nodded, his face appeared relieved, and apologized with a grin. "I wouldn't come here to fight for the spirit grass if I knew that Brother is here. . "
Zhang Yan smiled unwillingly, glanced behind Qiu En and said, "Those are Brother Qiu's friends?"
When the ban was lifted, everything on the platform was clearly seen outside. The female disciples of Agarwood originally expected to see a good show. At this moment, seeing that Qiu En didn't mean to provoke the teacher to blame. On the contrary, she laughed and stunned. .
Qiu En shook his head and chuckled: "Brothers also know that they are different from me."
When he said this, although he was smiling, there was a kind of indifference and arrogance in his eyes. Although he was polite when talking with these people, he never put it in the same position as his own. On the other hand, only true sentimental disciples such as Zhang Yan are qualified to compare with themselves, and the rest are not in his eyes.
"My uncle Qing Chenzi met with Yun Cang ’s Master Qi Yuntian Dao on the 16th day when fighting swords. Although Qi Dao was not a sword repairer, he became a draw with my uncle. Does Brother Zhang know each other? Although Qiu En never questioned him directly, he struck Zhang Yan's origin and teacher side by side.
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Is Brother Qi? You see it often, naturally you are familiar."
Qiu En heard the words, and was slightly surprised in his heart. At first, when he saw this Yan, he found that the person was faint, and he knew that this person must be from the Xuanmen School. Later, it was not surprising that he was a disciple of the Huicang School. I ca n’t wait for such a person to send such a character. I did n’t expect to be in the same age with Qi Yuntian. Since I ’m familiar with them, it ’s naturally a master and an apprenticeship. Maybe it ’s under the door of the innocent people of the four big holes of the Cang Cang school. A few minutes.
He reached out and curiously said, "Excuse me, my brother, for the bravery of this spiritual grass, was it used to prepare Ning Dan?"
Zhang Yan smiled and said lightly, "If I am Ning Dan, why do I need this thing?"
Although he said plainly, the powerful self-confidence that flowed from him lagged Qiu En, and made him feel like he couldn't stand back, as if there was nothing on the road to stop him. No one can stop.
Qiu Kun took a breath, fixed his mind, and asked, "Is that the same as the next, for the same door?"
Zhang Yan's jaw head slightly, Lingbei is nothing to him, but this "Hang Ye Xuanzhen Cao" is rare. Xuan Luo, which will be refined in the future, asks for water, which can be used as a favor in the door.
The Hengcang School sent the Xuanmen School, and there are not a few people who can't make Ning Dan. Although this spirit grass seems to be enough for three people, it is an ordinary means. If you go back, please ask Zhou Chong to raise his hand and cooperate with some elixir. Can at least double the amount of Xuanluo Qingshui, maybe they will be able to get three or four more monks from the Olympic aid, although the quality of Chengdan can no longer be included in the top five, but after all It is the monk Hua Dan who, after being twisted into one, is also a force to be reckoned with.
Qiu Kun believed this remark and said, "No wonder this brother is so magnificent ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I'm afraid he has been ordered by the teacher, and these nearly 10,000 Lingbei are not a small number. The help of several brothers and uncles is absolutely incredible. "
However, although this spirit grass can be made by several people, since Qiu Kun lost at the treasure meeting, he will not ask Zhang Yan again. This is the pride of the Shaoqing school. Since you have won it, you should let it go. Just let it go, and finally find another letter of Xuanzhen grass, even when he was in front of his uncle, he would only praise him for doing it right, without losing the prestige of Shaoqing.
The two talked very well, and after two more conversations, Qiu En got up and said goodbye on the excuse that when he turned around, a fragrant wind struck, and a sturdy girl rushed up and pointed at Zhang Yan with anger. Said: "Brother Qiu, that person, that person is the one who took me and the secret book that day!"
Qiu En heard this, but only said, "Is it?"
The young girl murmured, and suddenly lingered there, totally ignorant of what happened to Brother Qiu.
Qiu En smiled indifferently, and said, "This is Brother Chang Cang ’s Zhang. He does n’t practice, but he covets a volume of Agarwood that you teach? You ca n’t help but think too high of yourself. Right. "
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