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Chapter 120 Who is not holy [Subscribe]

"Then what is Patriarch Li's intention here today?"

Li Shengtao waved his hands and said with a smile: "This trip away from home, we father and son went to many places, first went to Qingyangmen, then went to Zhengyang Palace, passed Lingyuan Sect and Chaoyin Sect on the way, the main thing is to Find a master for my son."

"Looking for a master?" Mei Qinghe said with a smile: "Your father is the No. 1 gun in the world, do you still need to find someone else to be his master?"

Li Huaijin explained: "Grandpa went to Donghai to visit immortals ten years ago. If grandpa was at home, why would father waste time taking me here?"

"Don't be rude!"

Li Huaijin remained silent.

Mei Qinghe shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, it's understandable for young people to be crazy."

Li Shengtao cupped his hands and smiled, and added: "Although my son Huaijin is only 15 years old this year, he has already cultivated to the middle level of the Kaihe Realm, and his marksmanship has reached the point where he can enter the hall and enter the house. Father is going to the East China Sea to visit immortals. He is busy with housework and really has no leisure time. Time to teach him, and only then did he have the idea of ​​finding a master for him, if Sect Master Mei has a suitable person, please help introduce him, if not, we will not force it."

Mei Qinghe heard the words, shook his head and said: "Yes, but..."

"But what?"

"But whether he is willing to accept it or not, I don't know."

As soon as this word comes out.

The faces of both father and son changed.

Due to etiquette, Li Shengtao still smiled and said: "In order to accept my son as an apprentice, Elder Guo of Qingyangmen offered five spirit crystals a month, and Elder Yun of Zhengyang Palace also offered me five spirit crystals in order to accept my son as an apprentice. Also promised that my son can enjoy the treatment that is only given to the son of the Zhengyang Palace, and there is no need to say more about the Lingyuan Sect and the Chaoyin Sect. I want to know who is the person who would not accept my son as a disciple? sacred?"

Mei Qinghe quickly waved his hands, and said modestly: "He Fang Shengsheng is not counted. He is the seventh elder of my Haoqi Sect, and he is not famous. It is the holy son of Zhengyang Palace who ran all the way to my Haoqi Sect, begging to learn from him." After half a year of swordsmanship, I just returned to Zhengyang Palace some time ago... Oh, last time at the sword-questioning meeting of Xishu Sword Gate, he and the sword idiot Lu Qingxuan took a double sword armor. Speaking of which, he is indeed your son's master It's a bit unreasonable, after all, he is only in his early 30s this year."

The smile on Li Shengtao's face gradually withdrew, and he stared and said: "30 years old, sword practice is comparable to that of Lu Qingxuan, Sect Master Mei, why didn't I know there is such a number one person in Haoqi Sect."

"He lives on the mountain all the year round, it's normal that Patriarch Li hasn't heard of him."

Li Shengtao was about to speak.

Outside Haoran Palace, Jiang Chen walked in with a jug of wine he had just bought from the mountain and said, "Sect Master, Master asked me to bring you a jug of wine."

Hearing the sound, all three of them looked back.

Mei Qinghe nodded and said with a smile: "Your master has a conscience, so let's put the wine there."

"Oh."

Jiang Chen stepped forward and put the wine on the table.

Li Shengtao frowned and asked, "Who is he?"

"Oh, he is the great apprentice of the Seventh Elder, named Jiang Chen. He also brought back a head armor at the last fairy gate meeting."

"Xianmen Conference! Head armor!"

Li Huaijin subconsciously clenched the soul-breaking gun, and looked sharply at Jiang Chen, who looked innocent and innocent.

Li Shengtao thought for a moment, then cupped his hands and asked, "Sect Master Mei, can you introduce this Seventh Elder to me?"

Mei Qinghe didn't know why he was so happy today, he laughed and asked Jiang Chen: "Is your master in Miao Miao Peak now?"

"Here I am."

"You let him come."

"it is good."

Jiang Chen nodded and left in the air.

Li Shengtao looked at Jiang Chen's back, and asked again: "What is his realm?"

"The peak of the Dongfu Realm was reached half a year ago. His master probably wants him to develop to the second place in the world."

"Uh..." Li Shengtao was speechless.

Li Huaijin was also full of curiosity about the Seventh Elder Mei Qinghe mentioned.

……

On Miao Miao Peak.

After Jiang Chen came back, he stepped forward to the rattan chair and said, "Master, the suzerain asked you to go to Haoran Palace."

Ning Lang was drinking with a wine gourd, when he heard this, he asked casually, "Did he say what he was going to do?"

"No."

Jiang Chen explained: "But there are other guests in Haoran Palace."

Ning Lang pursed his lips and said, "There must be something for me to help again. Leave him alone and go practice."

"Master, is this really alright?"

"If you tell me to go, go, that old guy has drunk so much of me, is it possible that he still wants to trouble me?"

"Oh." Jiang Chen returned to his room angrily.

Song Zhifei stepped forward and said, "Master, my sister and I will go down the mountain to catch fish."

"Go, you and Lin Qiu are both growing up, and you want to eat something meaty."

Song Zhifei agreed, and dragged Song Xiaohua down the mountain.

After Jiang Keran's detailed guidance last time, his sword technique has entered a brand new stage. Now he has followed Ning Lang's instructions, focusing on the cultivation of the realm. As for Lin Qiu, he is still practicing from the Haoqi Sect. From the perspective of the Treasure Pavilion.

Gan Tang had just come out of the house after taking a nap. Seeing Ning Lang sitting under the eaves drinking, he took the initiative to go up behind Ning Lang and helped rub his shoulders.

Ning Lang didn't stop it.

Today the sun is just right, the wind is not dry.

……

Mei Qinghe was a little embarrassed.

Although this is not the first time Ning Lang has disobeyed him, but in front of outsiders, he still can't hold back his face.

From Haoran Palace to Miao Miao Peak, it only takes twenty breaths to volley.

But Jiang Chen had already left for an hour, and Ning Lang hadn't come yet, which meant that Ning Lang must have done it on purpose, and with Jiang Chen's character, it was impossible for him to forget about it.

Li Shengtao couldn't sit still anymore, he asked, "Why hasn't that Seventh Elder come yet?"

"Uh, this..."

Mei Qinghe could only find an excuse and said, "Maybe he is concentrating on cultivation."

Li Shengtao got up suddenly and said, "Then trouble Master Mei to take us over to have a look."

"Alright."

Mei Qinghe got up after him.

The three swept away to Haoran Palace like the wind, and headed all the way to Miao Miao Peak.

evening.

The setting sun dyed the sky red, and flocks of geese flew south.

Under the leadership of Mei Qinghe, Li Shengtao and Li Huaijin finally came to Miao Miao Peak.

Mei Qinghe saw Ning Lang drinking with a wine gourd from a distance, his face turned green, and he cursed fiercely in his heart: Brat, can't you give me some face?
But he pointed at Ning Lang proudly and said, "He is the Seventh Elder of my Haoqi Sect, Ning Lang."

The father and son followed their gazes, their expressions gradually tightened.

young.

good looking.

Temperament.

This was Ning Lang's first impression of sitting on the wicker chair.

Li Shengtao really wanted to see Ning Lang's state, but no matter how he observed it, this Ning Lang was undoubtedly an ordinary person.

Spit one take five.

It seems that he has practiced a very deep inner strength method.

Li Shengtao narrowed his eyes, and became more interested in the young man who was drinking with a wine gourd not far away.

Gan Tang looked up at Mei Qinghe and the others, stopped moving, and whispered, "Master, the suzerain is here."

Ning Lang was so drunk that he stood up with the back of his chair, walked tremblingly in front of the three of them, then hugged Mei Qinghe's shoulder and said with a smile: "Old guy, are you here to beg for a drink again?" ? Didn’t I ask Jiang Chen to send you a jug of wine?”

Mei Qinghe asked with a livid face: "Why is that pot of wine not as fragrant as yours?"

"Haha, sure, your pot of wine is only two taels of silver, and mine costs ten taels of silver."

Mei Qinghe has a black line all over his head.

There seemed to be six crows flying overhead.

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