Seeing Su Wen return to Songbai safe and sound, Li Chengran jumped to his feet happily, but he saw the lazy man's abnormal face from the subtleties, although it still looked indifferent to outsiders, but in the end, he was a three-year master and apprentice, and he understood a lot at a glance.

"Nephew Su, what benefits have you gained? ”

Su Wen lowered his eyebrows and said very tiredly: "Writing a word and consuming all your energy is not good." ”

Li Chengran raised his eyebrows, his fat cheeks suddenly bloomed like flowers, and he said with a smile: "Did you really write a word?"

Chen Maochuan nodded, and ordered the people behind him to retreat on their own, nothing too much happened along the way, half of it was due to these really fierce and vicious men, and the other half was lazy.

"That's fine, go and rest, this writing is very sad. Li Chengran was happy like a child, since the flower pen is willing to let Su Wen write a word, there are two or three, Su Wen has no mental communication, he is also worried about how to conceive and raise kung fu, this pen is not easier than raising a sword, the latter is nothing more than to bear the sword intent, kill more people, natural and transparent like a master and servant, but the flower pen is a poetic immortal thing, once the sea is difficult for water, there is no fairy how to twist the pride in the pen.

It's just that Su Wen didn't get half of the immortal qi on his body, but relied on his ruffian spirit and shameless ruthlessness, and pulled such unparalleled things as the Shenghua pen from the sacred realm to the mortal dust, as long as he didn't do the shameless thing of itching and beating his back, a few strokes were insignificant.

Su Wen was really tired, so he answered, and went back to the apse by himself.

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Qi collection, qi gathering, condensing qi, the scene of the three hall masters gathering together, the last time I had to count up seven or eight years when the old master went west, Song He's five fingers closed and gently brushed the long beard under the chin, a majestic image, and the other two were a little restrained, and the age was not as old as this old-fashioned senior brother, so there was always respect for the elders.

"Senior Brother Song, what is the matter with me and Senior Brother Xun called today. A middle-aged man opened his mouth and said, this Qi Gathering Dao Hall Master's name is Chen, and the royal nature of the Northern Wei Dynasty has also added a little more nobility, his full name is Chen Zhinian, and the senior brother Xun Cheng in his mouth is now the Hall Master of the Qi Condensing Dao.

Song He smiled slightly, there were only three of him in the hall at this moment, and there was no need to hide it and said bluntly: "Ming people don't say secret words, presumably the two junior disciples already know the candidates for this year's summit viewing platform, I want to ask your opinion." ”

Chen Zhinian frowned slightly, his fingers lightly picked the beard that was not like the other party's waterfall and more like an antelope's crooked horns, in fact, they knew each other, and said with some embarrassment: "After all, this is the candidate personally selected by the senior brother in charge, how dare I have an opinion." ”

"Hmph! ridiculous. Song He said angrily, his palm slapped on the black wood tea table beside him, and the ground immediately sank into four pits, "My One Qi Sect has existed for thousands of years, and when it was glorious, disciples were all over Kyushu, how could it be passed down to my generation, and it was like this, for ten years, I watched the Tiantai twice, and the people who climbed to the top were not all disciples of my sect, which is really ridiculous." ”

Xun Cheng is short in appearance and even more introverted, and he was a little trembling when he was drunk by his senior brother at this moment, and said in a voice: "Senior brother can't talk nonsense, that is a poet immortal, and the old master still treats each other politely, which is not ridiculous." ”

"That's the poetry immortal, this Su asked He De how can he be able to climb the rooftop, wouldn't it be ridiculous for others to spread it in the future, two junior brothers, I am not biased towards Ling'er, this girl is what you watched grow up, I don't have much to say about the cultivation talent, just say that this view of the rooftop, if she goes up, I can only prosper in the Qi Sect, isn't it ridiculous to rely on an outsider?" Song He became more and more annoyed the more he spoke, and his cheeks flushed.

"Senior brother, all of this was arranged by the head of the sect after all, so I don't have to speculate. Chen Zhinian was good at dancing with long sleeves, and he threw everything to Chang Qingquan with a word that was not salty or light.

Song He glared at the other party, who didn't know that this Senior Brother Chen was the most rudder of the wind, and he would please the master back then, otherwise with his ability, the master of the previous hall who sat there, and then said in a deep voice: "I don't fight with you Haha, as an elder of law enforcement, everything is judged by the law of the ancestors, even when the poet immortal had to pace the four major halls, he Su asked no exception, the first to speak out, you two also make a statement!"

The words that had already cut off all retreats were speechless than the two hall masters looking at each other, and after a long time, Chen Zhinian slowly spoke: "Senior Brother Song, even if we wait for this matter to be accepted, in the end, it is not up to the decision of the master in charge, if he really values the rules, he will not be able to sit in the head of the sect." ”

"You don't have to scruple about this, I know what to do then, you just need to let people out, I heard that there was a sword-wielding young man in your palace last year, and the true meaning of the sword technique was praised by a master in the dry sword mound, and the cultivation was wandering between the spirits, it was him, as for you, the big disciple of the Condensing Qi Dao has been in retreat for many years, I know that he has always been dissatisfied with Ling'er being the first person in the sect, and you have always pressed it, and then they will all be released, if he can really beat Ling'er, the viewing platform will be given to him, in short, he can't let outsiders see the joke. Song He made up his mind that the two hall masters were not allowed to refute at all.

Chen Zhinian and Xun Cheng smiled bitterly, if they didn't agree to come down, they were afraid that they would not be able to live in peace in the future, anyway, they were just according to the rules of the sect, and they didn't do anything out of line, and the master of the sect naturally knew the cause and effect, it was nothing more than a show, so that everyone could get by on their faces, and after going back, they only talked to the two disciples, as for the result, it still depends on the contest between Song He and the sect.

"That's good, after all, it's an ancestral law, and we can't bear to let the One Qi Sect fall into the laughing stock of others. Chen Zhinian nodded and said, looking at Xun Cheng with an embarrassed face, he hurriedly pulled the other party's sleeve, and then the two agreed together.

Out of the main hall, Xun Cheng grabbed Chen Zhinian's robe, and said aggrievedly: "Senior Brother Chen, it's easy to handle over there, that kid is still shallow in the sect, and the right to join the sect should be beaten and beaten, but my idiot is a person who is willing to listen to my words, and it is inevitable that when he comes to the scene, he will really come out of his temperament, and he will be bloody, and in the end he will be offended by two ends, which is not to hurt me." ”

"Stupid, if you don't tell that Huang Manzi, how can he know that it is not good to send a famous disciple up casually when the time comes, just say that the retreat is at a critical juncture, is it possible that Senior Brother Song can still come to the door, so as to block Senior Brother Song's mouth, and let the master understand that you and I are always the salted fish who are not too lazy to turn over, just watch the excitement in the back." Chen Zhinian smiled, and in a few words, he smiled at the frowning Xun Cheng's eyebrows, and praised him again and again.

Originally, the qualification of the Guantiantai was obtained by the competition of the four disciples, but with the decline of the Qi Scattering Dao and the rise of the Qi Collecting Dao, there were gradually more unwritten rules, one is the selection of the head of the sect, and the other is to sit in the name of the first disciple before that, you can enter the Guantiantai, if there is no Su Wen to intervene, this qualification is Shangguan Ling'er who sits firmly in the first disciple.

If someone is not convinced, it is not easy for the master to grow, just like Huang Bayuan, who was called Huang Man'er by Chen Zhinian, was initially defeated in the hands of Shangguan Ling'er, and then if it wasn't for Xun Cheng's patience and pressing him, I don't know how many fights he would have had.

Now that Song He has reintroduced the rules of his ancestors, it is because Chang Qingquan suddenly changed his mind, it should not be so complicated, but he is confident that Shangguan Ling'er is definitely qualified to stand out among many disciples, and even if you are in charge of the sect, you can't just go your own way.

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The area occupied by the One Qi Sect is not visible, I am afraid that there is no standing on the viewing platform to see the whole scenery of the whole sect, a long river around the mountain is like a sleeping dragon silent between the mountains, it is said that there was no such magnificent mountain here, but an elder in the sect moved the mountain, this kind of ability is now in the top three of the Yuedan evaluation has no objection.

Rao is this piece of beautiful land with clear mountains and rivers, there is still a small slope that makes people shocking, the ground is full of devastation, the stream intermittently overflows the hillock connected by the ravine, as if it has been baptized by thunder, the pits and broken walls can be seen everywhere, and then there is a stone cave inside, there is the sound of the roar of the fierce beast if it is far away.

Song Chenghe hung his right arm, and walked here in fear, until he finally saw the stone cave, he moistened his throat, and called inside quietly, "Senior Brother Huang." ”

Immediately, gusts of yin wind mixed with bloody and obscure qi whistled out from the cave, and a pair of scarlet eyes slowly opened from the darkness, dripping with murderous intent.

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In the evening, Su Wen woke up from a sound sleep, rubbed his somewhat drowsy brain, this process of being drained of energy was really painful, and the stamina was greater than the strength of wine, squinting at the mirror box placed aside, and slowly took out the raw flower pen, it seemed to leave the viewing platform, this time became a dead thing again, no matter how he spitted, he couldn't see the stunt of ink out of thin air, so he had to shake his head and say: "It's really a temper, and I have to adjust it slowly in the future." ”

Through the window, the sunset outlined a loose figure on the side of the mill, twelve hours a day, ten hours of lazy people who were sleeping and meditating, looking at the sunset in the sky in a daze, holding the plain white belly pocket in his hand.

Su Wen found a few steamed buns from the kitchen, and there was an extra wine cup on the side that shouldn't be here, Li Chengran was not good at wine, and it was impossible for a guy like him to have stock, thinking that it should be brought by the soldier to satisfy his hunger, Su Wen pursed his lips and seemed to remember the spicy throat cut that night, his little face was a little gloomy, but he still took the wine cup and walked out.

The lazy man didn't notice that the other party was approaching, and looked at the sunset by himself, Mu Ne's expression was reflected red, and he didn't know if it was ruddy.

Su Wen pushed the other party's arm, put the steamed bun and the wine cup on the grinding plate, whether the other party appreciated it or not, he helped himself twice when he counted it seriously, gratitude is his own business, and the acceptance is the other party's will, not a contradiction, and there is no cause and effect.

"Senior Brother Lazy, do you like Senior Sister He?"

"Uh. "The lazy person didn't hide it, and he didn't think that this was a question that shouldn't be answered, just like eating steamed buns when he was hungry and sleeping when he was sleepy, as a matter of course.

Su Wen was also a little dumbfounded by the other party's directness, and the few heart-to-heart words in his heart had to be re-brewed, and after thinking for a moment, a thousand words were reduced to one sentence, "Then why don't you tell her?"

The lazy man turned his head, unceremoniously took a steamed bun and pinched it in his hand, it was indeed a little cold and hard, and said expressionlessly: "I'm too lazy to say." ”