…
The mountain wind is biting.
Qu Zhengfeng sat on the top of the scabbard which still bore traces of battle, looking at the receding figure below.
Jianchou, who was controlling the inner and outer mirrors, had transformed into a stream of light and was flying down from above.
His gaze suddenly became vague.
A figure slowly became real from virtual, and slowly condensed on the top of the sheath.
Qu Zhengfeng turned his head and met a pair of dark eyes.
He is from Fudao Mountain.
I don't know how long he has been here. He just walked up slowly, stood beside Qu Zhengfeng, looked down with him, and asked, "Gone?"
"I'm leaving."
Qu Zhengfeng withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and looked at the clear grains of sand on the ground, his voice faint.
"Let's go..." Fudaoshanren stretched out his voice. He held a chicken leg in his hand, took a bite, and asked vaguely, "Are you ready?"
Are you ready
Qu Zhengfeng looked up, not understanding what it meant.
Unexpectedly, a black shadow suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes!
Bang!
Just come over and kick me!
Fudaoshanren held the chicken leg in his hand and didn't throw it away, but he kicked it without mercy!
"I mean, mountain man, are you ready to be beaten?"
Qu Zhengfeng was kicked down, and it really felt like he was meeting Fudaoshanren for the first time.
"Master, what are you doing..."
"What am I doing? I want to ask you what you want to do? How much do you dislike this girl? Huh? You are going to die in a few days!"
As he said that, he kicked out a few more times, without any spiritual power mixed in, kicking directly at the flesh.
But Fu Daoshan is his master, so he has no way to fight back even if he wants to.
Bang bang bang!
One foot, two feet, three feet...
In the blink of an eye, Qu Zhengfeng was kicked to the ground.
Fudaoshanren kicked and cursed: "You little bastard, let you bully others! What realm are you in? What realm is she in? Fight? I'll beat you to death! I'm really itching for trouble, I'm really itching for trouble!"
"… "
Qu Zhengfeng was silent for a long time. Looking at the footprints all over his body, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Okay, Master, stop kicking me. It hurts."
"It hurts!" Fudaoshanren glared, "You are the only one in the world who feels pain? I, Jianchou, don't feel pain? Tell me, how did she offend you? A Yuanying peak stage fighting a Foundation Establishment mid stage, do you have any shame?!"
"When I first started, Master, you, a late Nascent Soul, beat me, a Qi Refining, and you never showed any shame."
Qu Zhengfeng's voice was still indifferent, but it revealed an indescribable fatigue.
only…
Fudaoshanren couldn't hear a word at all, he only heard that he was shameless!
Damn it!
This disciple is really going to heaven!
Fudaoshanren did not hesitate and kicked out again: "Say it to me again?"
I got beaten a lot in the past. Which disciple of Yashan didn’t get beaten
Qu Zhengfeng glanced at him, sighed, and shook his head: "Master, stop kicking me, it really hurts."
He sat leaning against the hilt of the Yashan stone sword and allowed Fudaoshanren to kick him several times, but he was too lazy to move, as if he was really tired.
Fudao Shanren saw at a glance that he looked like a dead fish, and just as he was about to step out, he finally stopped.
With a snort, Fudaoshanren only picked up the chicken leg and tapped him twice.
"I'm not accepting you as my disciple, but I'm not doing it for you to beat me up. Do you understand?"
"She is the senior sister."
What emerged in Qu Zhengfeng's mind was the expression of the man glaring at him with gritted teeth even after losing. He really had a temper. When he was knocked down by him, that look was really pleasing to the eye.
This should be the look that the Yashan disciples should have.
Qu Zhengfeng laughed inexplicably and did not move. He said calmly, "If you wanted her to be your senior sister, you should have expected this day to come."
"Bullshit!" Fudao Shanren almost wanted to shove the chicken leg at him, "What did I expect? I expected that you are so black-faced and black-hearted that you would bully Senior Sister so blatantly!"
"She doesn't count until I admit it."
Qu Zhengfeng's voice had no ups and downs.
"Besides, it wasn't really bullying. I only temporarily dispersed her spiritual energy and didn't leave any injuries. If you think I was too heavy-handed, I can just be gentler next time..."
"There will be a next time?"
Fudaoshanren's voice suddenly became higher, his eyes glared, and he kicked out without hesitation!
Bang!
Qu Zhengfeng tilted his body and felt pain under his ribs.
He finally couldn't help but frowning and grinning.
The fatigue in my eyes is getting heavier.
"Really stop kicking, it hurts..."
"Don't you feel pain when you bully people?" Fudaoshanren finished gnawing on the chicken leg and threw the chicken bone away. He said, "I just learned from old monster Hengxu that Wu Duan was beaten down by you. It's fine for you, a peak warrior, to take advantage of Wu Duan, but what about your senior sister?"
"Nothing's wrong."
Qu Zhengfeng glanced at him.
"Even if she is now in the Qi Refining Stage, or an unarmed mortal, I will still do my best."
"Damn..."
I'm so pissed off by this bastard!
Fudaoshanren kicked again, and when he saw a big footprint imprinted under Qu Zhengfeng's dark blue robe, he felt relieved.
Qu Zhengfeng looked at him for a long time and laughed inexplicably.
Hearing this laughter, Fu Dao Shan Ren finally sighed: "No need to be like this... You have been away from that battlefield for many years, and the people in front of you are all fellow disciples..."
"There is only one Qu Zhengfeng who is this bad in Yashan, but outside of Yashan, there are countless me."
Qu Zhengfeng casually placed his Hai Guang Sword in a pile of dust. Because Fu Dao Shanren had kicked someone so hard just now, gusts of sand and dust flew up, as if they were going to bury the entire sword.
He took a look, reached out his hand, and slowly brushed away the dust on the sword.
His fingers were stained with some grayish marks, but he did not mind much. Even though he was sitting in the dust, he seemed to be quite carefree.
There is only one Qu Zhengfeng in Yashan.
But outside of Yashan, there are many bad people like him.
This sentence is very meaningful.
After hearing this, Fudao Shanren was silent for a long time, then he sighed again, untied the wine gourd hanging from his waist, threw it directly to him, and said, "Senior Sister Jianchou is not one of those brats who can withstand beatings and falls. I'm really afraid that you won't be too careful..."
“Pah.”
He reached out to take the wine gourd, and there were some rough marks on his palm.
Qu Zhengfeng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed.
There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Thinking of the power of Jianchou's knee when he hit him, and then thinking of Fudaoshanren's words, he couldn't help but feel an indescribable smile.
"Master, I'm afraid you are still wrong about this... In my opinion, Senior Sister Jianchou might be the one who can withstand the most attacks..."
This route is really different from that of ordinary female cultivators.
"... I really am..."
I am going to be pissed off to death by this stupid apprentice!
Fudaoshan was so exhausted that he almost fainted after hearing this!
After thinking about it, he still felt angry and kicked him again.
Qu Zhengfeng's body swayed, but the wine gourd in his hand did not shake. He slowly tilted his head back and took a sip of the wine. He felt the spicy feeling spread in his mouth and slid all the way down his throat. As it went down, he felt a heartburn.
He held the wine gourd in one hand, rested one hand on his knee, and slowly exhaled.
"Master's wine is still the best..."
Haven't had it in a long time.
Fudao Shanren was immediately proud: "Of course, this is what I dug out from under the ground of Wangjiang Tower..."
Before he could finish his words, Fudaoshanren saw from the corner of his eye that Qu Zhengfeng suddenly took two gulps of wine.
At that moment, he felt his scalp explode: "You fucking better drink it! I'm just going to give you a taste! Put it down now!"
"… "
Qu Zhengfeng took a big gulp of wine and didn't care at all.
He slowly tilted the wine gourd toward the ground, and a thin line of wine flowed from his left to his right.
The moist wine dyed the gray ground a dark color and slowly seeped down.
Qu Zhengfeng turned his head and looked under the white clouds. As a cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, he had excellent five senses and could clearly hear the sound of the wind blowing, as well as the sound of the Jiutou River tributary flowing slowly across the river beach below...
He could even clearly feel the wind blowing through the withered grass and graves.
The scars that spread from the chest to the back seemed to start to ache again.
Qu Zhengfeng blinked, retracted his gaze, met Fudaoshanren's complicated eyes for a moment, and just smiled and said, "I'm not a good senior brother. Master, please don't look at me. Go down and comfort the senior sister."
Fu Daoshanren came up and saw that he was about to take two more sips of wine, and his heart ached as if it was being cut.
He snatched the wine gourd away. Fudaoshanren ignored him and looked inside the gourd. He immediately fell to the ground in pain and said, "Damn it, you loser!"
Qu Zhengfeng didn't say a word.
Fudao Shanren stuffed the wine gourd in anger and said, "Drink, drink, drink, what the hell! I should be giving it to you, Senior Sister Jianchou, to drink right now!"
"Senior sister is a girl, what kind of wine should she drink?"
Qu Zhengfeng said this calmly.
Bang!
Fudaoshanren finally couldn't bear it anymore and kicked him out again.
"Now you know that your senior sister is a girl?!"
Qu Zhengfeng immediately started coughing after being kicked: "Master, cough... you..."
Fu Dao Shanren was so angry that he hung the wine gourd on his waist and said, "Next time I see you bully your senior sister, I will beat you up! This is fair! Let's go!"
After saying that, his figure flashed and he disappeared from the spot.
"… "
Qu Zhengfeng looked at the place where Fu Daoshan was originally, and just laughed slowly, as if he found it funny.
Are hard times really coming
only…
Is this a master whose cultivation level has almost fallen to the same level as mine
I don’t know who will be beaten in the future.
Qu Zhengfeng thought about it and found it quite amusing. Hmm, if he beat up Senior Sister Jianchou, would his master kick him? It's not impossible...
He raised his head, leaning on the hilt of the Yashan Sword, his wrist resting on his knees, a drop of blood slowly falling from between his fingers...
Tick.
The blood fell on the place soaked by the wine, but it coagulated and did not disperse.
After blinking, Qu Zhengfeng finally lowered his eyes and smiled tiredly.
"White Bone Dragon Sword... Wu Duan..."
***
Lingzhaoding, Guihejing.
Seeing that the sword had come down from the top of the scabbard, he did not move his feet.
The big white goose was swimming on the water, with its webbed feet sliding, looking rather arrogant. Although it was a goose, it was a very ambitious and proud goose, not inferior to the big white geese and fat geese beside the cranes.
"Crash..."
Jianchou held a thin bamboo pole in his hand and slowly paddled it in front of the big white goose, causing the big white goose to shake its slender neck and chase the bamboo pole.
This scene...
It's really relaxing.
When Fudao Shanren came down and saw this scene, he suddenly had a doubt in his heart, wondering "Am I wrong?"
He walked over to Jianchou, coughed twice, and looked at her: "Ahem, Jianchou girl, are you okay?"
Why are you asking this suddenly
He stopped what he was doing, turned around and looked at Fudaoshanren with some surprise.
Fudaoshanren was still the same sloppy and unkempt man as before, but there was a hint of concern in his eyes, as if he felt a little strangely guilty.
"Well... Actually, in Yashan, there is only one bad guy, your Junior Brother Qu. He has a very bad heart. Everyone says so. He is simply a big liar with corrupt morals who specializes in bullying little girls..."
"… "
The corners of Jianchou's mouth twitched slightly.
She looked at Fu Dao Shanren and was at a loss for words: "Master... Junior Brother Qu is a very good person..."
"Of course I do... What a fart!"
Damn, this is different from what I thought!
Fudaoshanren was originally worried about her, but he didn't expect that she would turn against him and side with that bastard Qu Zhengfeng!
Could it be that my lenient idea was wrong
This disciple is actually also a pervert? !
Seeing that the expression on Fudaoshanren's face was about to collapse, Jianchou thought about it and felt that there might be ambiguity in his words.
Think about it…
After all, he was beaten up mercilessly, and now he is still speaking from the other party's perspective. It seems a bit wrong.
So Jianchou thought for a moment and changed his words: "Actually, after thinking about it carefully, I realized that this was your fault, Master, but in the end I had to bear the consequences."
"Huh?"
Fudaoshanren blinked his eyes, and seeing Jianchou staring at him, he quickly turned his gaze away, looking left and right, east and west...
"Actually... Oh, I made you the senior sister on a whim, and I didn't expect it to be like this... Well, actually, your Junior Brother Qu is too narrow-minded. But, since you are the senior sister, you can teach him a lesson, right? In fact, it's not easy for your Junior Brother Qu either. He has been the senior brother for so many years, and he has become a pervert. Don't you think he's pitiful? If you let him continue to be the senior brother, it will be over... Disciple, you are saving people!"
"Save people..."
Why is this reason becoming more and more outrageous
Although…
There seems to be a little bit of twisted logic in this.
Jianchou couldn't help but feel the urge to hold his forehead: "Master, if I become a qualified senior sister... will I also be able to..."
"I'll be perverted, but not as perverted as your Junior Brother Qu." Fudao Shanren waved his hand pretending to be indifferent and laughed, "Actually, if you think about it carefully, isn't it great to be the Senior Sister? When you become stronger, you can beat up anyone you want. You can treat new disciples like your Junior Brother Qu, and you don't need a reason to beat them up!"
"… "
I thought about this silently and felt a little refreshed.
The only problem is...
Jianchou compared the difference in strength between himself and Qu Zhengfeng, and shook his head: "I need to work hard on my training."
"… "
At this moment, Fudaoshanren wanted to beat her to death.
"Don't you have any other ideas? Don't you think your Junior Brother Qu is too much? Don't you want to beat him to death?"
It was a pity that he felt that his new disciple had been wronged, so he beat up that bastard Qu Zhengfeng, but Jianchou just said "work hard on your cultivation"? !
What a waste of effort!
It sounds like this matter is about teacher-student relationship and love!
Jianchou waved the bamboo pole in his hand and led the big white goose to circle in the water again.
When she heard Fudaoshanren's words, her eyes finally changed a little.
He slowly turned his head and said calmly, "I think Junior Brother Qu's teeth are very beautiful."
"Well?"
tooth
Fudaoshanren didn't understand, he blinked and looked at her.
Jianchou showed a very kind smile: "So, I couldn't help but want him to look all over the floor for it..."
Her eyes narrowed like a crescent moon, and she didn't seem angry at all. She was just like the amiable and easy-going "senior sister" when she first entered the sect!
Fudao Shanren was almost frightened out of his wits by these words. He stared at Jianchou for a long time without saying a word.
Jianchou threw the bamboo pole away casually, and finally his floating heart calmed down again after he put it back into the sheath.
She turned around and looked at Fudaoshanren, and bowed down to him.
"Master, is there any good way to train the body?"
"puff!"
What?!
Fudaoshanren's eyes widened. He was still immersed in the words "let Qu Zhengfeng look for his teeth on the ground", but he immediately heard the words "body training"!
He couldn't help but pick his ears: "Say it again?!"
Body training
Is this what a female cultivator should ask?!