Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure: 27|Is this kidnapping? .

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When Youjia met Feng Qingxiu, he was blowing a wind on the cliff.

The squid who was in a good mood for a bath stretched out his hand to help him: "What do you think, big brother?"

"I am a beginner after you, why do you call me brother?" Feng Qingxiu turned her head back, slightly curious.

He asked Master, Master said, why bother about the title—in fact, he vaguely thinks that Master doesn’t know.

He feels that he may have a demon, so the master will be different. The master in the demon period should be smooth, and it is better not to ask too many questions that have nothing to do with the practice.

"It's an interesting thing here." You Jia explained to him, "When the school was first established, Kun-Lai had only a few peaks. At that time, we accepted disciples, and all of our parents and relatives wanted to worship under the head. "

However, it was useless. The only consequence was that there were a few more human monsters who hung branches and were struck by thunder at Zhaoyue Peak.

Several elders asked not to worship the leader as a teacher, and it was understood that they wanted to take away all good apprentices and not give them to the leader.

Of course, more people went to find the head, and then they were taken away by the big array.

This can't stop the eager people.

At that time, there was an old pine on Zhaoyue Peak, which was quite spiritual. There were more and more people hanging out every year.

Seeing that the head didn't mean to get angry, so the elders didn't care.

Countless people fell under the hand of the head, and I saw countless corpses under Zhaoyue Peak all the year round. Once Elder Yan passed by and said sarcastically that whoever could be the disciple of the head, he would call him brother corpse!

The corpse of the corpse.

So for a long time, some people will talk about it, who can be the corpse brother.

Gradually spread, the head of the head disciple said that it was too troublesome to write. When discussing on the Internet, everyone naturally used the corpse brother instead.

Such as: "Oh, today I was admitted to the chief, have I been in the head, feel like I can become a dead brother."

"Three exams at a time, do you think you are brother corpse, so do you?"

And so on.

"So, the so-called brother..." Feng Qingxiu felt the three views shattered.

"Don't worry, we will call you Big Brother from now on, not the corpse!" Yujia comforted him.

"Don't, you should call me Junior Brother..." Feng Qingxiu couldn't feel comforted.

"Recently, it's just that everyone vented their dissatisfaction. After all, your rise is too surprising. You can call it a few days later. For example, I should call you...Little Master Uncle." You Jia yelled with satisfaction. , "Today's Baiyue's matter, thank you little uncle!"

"You..." Feng Qingxiu smiled, "I remember it."

"The great grace must be paid back, you are welcome, I have something to do, let's say goodbye!" Youjia felt that he was bullied and was very happy.

Who said that physical injuries are the ones that hurt? There are so many ways to cause trouble.

Feng Qingxiu embraced her arms, and it was a little funny to see the other person leaving, thinking that this senior was also stupid and naive.

Coax a naive senior sister and they are so entangled, that's it, let's do it a favor.

The problem now is how to solve the family...

"Very annoying?" Ji Yunlai walked out from him, smiling and turning his head.

"A little bit," Feng Qingxiu has long been accustomed to Ji Yun's random coming and going, turning her head to look at him sadly, "Very annoying."

"Do you want to help?" Ji Yunlai chuckled and sent some mortals to Kun-Lai. For him, it was just a matter of effort, even if some were more than 100, it was only a hundred years.

"You are breaking your rules." Feng Qingxiu frowned slightly and refused, "I can help them apply for entry and give them the help I can, but I can't cross the line. Don't test me."

"How is the test, just to make my apprentice happy." Ji Yunlai smiled and said, "Xiaoqing knows that children who can cry are more rewarded."

"But I am not a child after all." Feng Qingxiu said proudly, "If there are really good children, can I still hold them down?"

"How about the family's confession, your mother just cried so you were at a loss." Ji Yun didn't feel too much at all when he watched the disciples lively.

"Not to mention how unreasonable it was for her to ask my brothers to enter your door. If you really agreed, I'm afraid my family won't be able to get through tomorrow." Feng Qingxiu smiled bitterly, not that he didn't want to help. The mother is too unreasonable. The three younger brothers do not have the qualifications to choose dragons and phoenixes. The requirement to enter the master's school alone has passed him to heaven. Compared with this, sending some family disciples to the door is all It's a very small thing.

Really those big families in Kun-Lai are vegetarians?

With a little encouragement, countless jealous people can clean up the family.

Of course, the head can protect them, but how can it be easy to control the back of the human heart? If you really control it, the atmosphere will be broken.

"The apprentice, you see so clearly, it makes me feel a lot less fun." Ji Yunlai smiled and pointed at the apprentice's forehead.

A mental fascination immediately poured into my mind, and then came in, there seemed to be a halo, a seed, and the seed changed in the sea of ​​consciousness, and took root and sprouted.

"This is..." Feng Qingxiu read a few words in silence, a little startled.

"Kunlai's mental method is too imaginary, and it is more suitable for the true species of Yunfu!" Ji Yunlai said casually.

"It seems that the true species of Yunfu can only be made during the period of harmony...Two hundred thousand spirit stones are priceless..." Of course, Feng Qingxiu knows the true species of Yunfu, Kun-Lai’s three most treasures, and can cooperate with the mind Evolve into the spiritual root that suits you best, and then grow your own spiritual root. Its simplified version of Yunfu Dao-seed is already a price that ordinary disciples cannot afford.

"Little Qing." The head of Ji said to him earnestly, "You are my disciple. Be generous. The whole Kun-Lai belongs to me, and of course it is also yours."

"..." It makes sense, Feng Qingxiu is speechless, but always feels something is wrong.

"Cultivate hard." Ji Yunlai expressed his satisfaction, and with a random exhortation, he turned and walked into the void.

Stepping out, close to the horizon, just a blink of an eye, he has returned to the front yard of Zhaoyuefeng.

Seeing him approaching by a camellia next to him, the white camellia blooms happily, the flowers are as big as a bucket, and they are more colorful. The flowers bloom perfectly, and the blooming moment makes him happy.

It's like seeing Xiaoqing grow up.

He knows what happened before down the mountain.

But he didn't need to shoot.

He believes that Feng Qingxiu has the ability to deal with, and he is certain that those juniors dare not be too presumptuous.

Sure enough, Xiaoqing resolved it quickly.

However, the disciple's cultivation level is too bad to bear. As a master, you can't use less for cultivation that has to save your life for some good things.

This is also the reason why Ji Yunlai waited until the matter was over before approaching him.

What I have to worry about now is himself. Now he is like a rookie playing an old number. His skills are not familiar to him. Although he can use his level to crush the trumpet, it will be very troublesome if he matches the same level.

Being proficient earlier is right.

He stretched out his hand, and a white camellia blossomed in his palm.

The layers are layered upon layer, extremely beautiful, the soft light of the petals illuminates his face, and he flicks a petal with his fingers.

The petals that fell off then withered and sank into the earth.

Life and death, prosperity and death.

Success or failure.

He closed his five fingers together, and the petals disappeared at the slender, white fingertips.

Walk into the old house.

Behind, countless flowers bloomed out of season.

Withered again in an instant.

Only the white tea that opened with joy, has not changed.

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On the other side, Ji Yun came and walked quickly, leaving Feng Qingxiu alone in the wind.

Close your eyes and feel this expensive gift.

That Taoist seed seems to be made by Ji Yunlai and planted with his own hands. It fits perfectly with his spiritual roots. With this alone, he feels that the speed of spiritual energy conversion has at least doubled.

And what is more excited is his shadow.

In the blink of an eye, he entered into the sea of ​​his knowledge, holding the roots of the true species, stroking and rubbing up and down, exactly like the group of guys who wanted to breathe in immortality, and he couldn't bear to look more.

So he angrily drove the shadow out of the sea of ​​knowledge--he had the final say here after all.

Shadow seemed to have been wronged by the sky, and squatted down, ignoring him.

Feng Qingxiu was speechless for a while, and she had no choice but to sit in the wind and continue to watch the high-level Taoism of Kun-Lai’s treasure.

Then he felt very familiar.

The familiar ones seem to be able to remember the next sentence by just reading a sentence, and then follow the guidance, there are many things around...

But he didn't know what it was.

Just watching the shadow eat very happily.

And as the shadow eats happily, his skill rises uncontrollably.

The sun rises and the moon sets, there is no rest.

The cultivation base began to rise uncontrollably.

No, is this Kun-Lai mentality so powerful?

This is too great!

Feng Qingxiu felt it silently, looking at the cultivation base as if river water entered the field, rising at a visible speed.

Mid-stage foundation construction, sixth, seventh, eighth...

No, it's going to the ninth floor.

Nine floors!

Still rising!

The foundation is completed? ? ?

No, is it going to rise again? But it's a golden core!

Then Jindan is no longer rising...

Wait!

Feng Qingxiu wanted to scream out.

What's the situation?

Where is the robbery?

Where is the heart demon?

It’s terrifying. This is an upgrade. Before the breakthrough, which monk didn’t collect all kinds of magic weapons, consolidate the cultivation base, and choose a good place to make perfect preparations before breaking through?

When he rises up, it's almost like taking a sip of tea. He didn't even say hello!

It's terrible!

This kind of inexplicable upgrade method is simply indescribable!

Master, help!

The head apprentice, who had always been calm, couldn't calm down at all. He got up a little embarrassed, ready to go to the master.

I just passed a corner when I heard a soft sigh.

"The faint sky, how thinner than me..." An elegant and melancholy voice, then a glare from the corner of his eyes, but he saw Gao Ya Matsushita, a young man cutting his throat with a sword and slashing himself down.

Feng Qingxiu instinctively stepped forward to stop it.

Suddenly, the sudden change occurred!

A long sword was silently placed on his neck, and it was the young man with dark skin and a ring hanging on his neck who pointed the sword in front of him.

Brows and eyes are very domineering, but he doesn't know them.

"I need you to do me a favor." He said.