Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 191 A Master Does Not Need a Salted Fish Disciple

Cooking crane finished a portion of roast goose rice, and picked up another portion of claypot rice. He ate a few mouthfuls of rice, drank a sip of fine wine, and smoked a puff of cigarette.

Under Yan Xi's deliberate guidance, he talked more and more, telling out all the things he had done, most of which were innocuous and naughty, and the small half of which seemed to be serious disasters had reasons.

Although they violated the door rules, few of them were really wrong.

Yan Xi became more and more satisfied, and thought to himself: "There is only one genius who understands the rules of the family in the He family, and there are only two in the Yun family..."

"As long as I endure it for a while, I won't be afraid of Ding Longfei when my disciple's skill is strong."

"In the story line, you won't die at every turn."

There are many rules in the Xueshan School, and Cooking Crane has a lively temper. He rarely has the opportunity to vent all the depression in his chest with others, and he has never smoked and drank alcohol, as well as delicious roasted meat like he is now. Goose rice and claypot rice, I just feel that I have never been so happy in my life.

It was more comfortable than him sweeping his fellow disciples on the Sword Discourse Arena.

Rouge Li Cao August, who was about to lose three times in a row, complained back to him for slandering his master.

Lian Yun floated down the sword light, with a sad face, walked into the Huanhe Heavenly Palace, and said: "My nephew has already been to Master Lei Xiao, and removed the Taoist name of Cooking Crane from the genealogy."

Cooking Crane looked indifferent, eating and drinking as usual, Lian Yun turned around, drove Jinghong, and left Cuanhe Tiangong, he didn't put a mouthful of rice into his mouth, but tears flowed down, wetting a bowl of claypot rice .

He murmured in a low voice: "Grandson, I still want to learn swordsmanship in the snow mountain!"

Yan Xi handed him a basketball, and then realized something was wrong, changed a tissue, and said softly: "Although there are reasons for your nonsense, it is indeed a violation of the rules. In particular, there are two things , it is very difficult to excuse, according to the rules of the sect, even your master will be punished, at worst they will be expelled together."

Pan He panicked slightly, crushed the disposable chopsticks in his hand, and asked, "Little Master Uncle, help my Master."

He knelt down on the ground and said in a low voice: "As long as you can help my master, you will not be punished, and your grandson will be a cow or a horse, and you will be willing."

Yan Xi rubbed his chin and said, "You are also familiar with the school rules..." His expression was full of meaning, and he didn't want to say more.

Peng He immediately felt a little desperate. If he hadn't been familiar with the sect rules, how could he have practiced swordsmanship to such an extent?

It is precisely because I am familiar with the sect rules that I know that my master will indeed be implicated, and there is no room for change, so I suddenly panicked in my heart and just kept kowtow.

Yan Xi sighed and said, "Actually..."

"I really have a solution, that is...you can't be willing."

Cooking He hurriedly said: "I am willing to do anything, as long as my master is not involved."

Yan Xi chuckled and said, "You can save your master from disaster if you worship under my sect."

"I will take responsibility for the several disasters you have implicated Master, so that I can keep Yue Yunxin."

Although Peng He was lively, he had never thought of such a deviant thing, and he was stunned when he heard this.

Yan Xi added: "You don't want anything to happen to your mentor, do you?"

Pan He gritted his teeth, kowtowed eight times, and shouted: "Master!"

Yan Xi smiled triumphantly, and said, "You are the generation of Yun Zi when you enter my sect, how about I change your name to Li Yunlong?"

Peng He didn't know what Li Yunlong was, but he shook his head and refused, saying, "I want to keep the word "cooking."

"Just call it Cooking Cloud!"

Yan Xi called out: "Old Huang!"

Mrs. Huang hurriedly responded: "What do you want me to do, my little master?"

Yan Xi said: "Go and tell Senior Brother Lei Xiao that I have taken in an apprentice named Peng Yun and ask him to write the ancestral genealogy."

Mrs. Huang was at the side, and after listening to it for a long time, she was also a little dazed at this moment, and said to herself: "Young master is playing well!"

He didn't dare to say anything unruly, so he took out a stick of moxa and lit it, stirring up the smoke, which billowed away.

The newly renamed "Feng Yun" suddenly remembered something: "Say, will it implicate Master...Master?"

Yan Xi patted "Fang Yun" on the shoulder, and said, "How could you implicate me in the things you committed before you became a teacher?"

Only then did Peng Yun feel relieved, and suddenly felt like he was dreaming, and secretly said: "I can actually stay in the Snow Mountain School?"

"When I meet Master...and Senior Brother Yue in the future, what should I call him?"

"Old Yue? Little Yueyue?"

"How can you be so cranky? Don't be a son of man!"

Half an hour later, Mrs. Huang flew back covered in the smoke of wormwood again, and said: "This old slave lives up to my master's entrustment. Master Lei Xiao has already written the Dao name of Cooking Cloud on the ancestor's name." Spectrum."

Cooking cloud feels even more unreal.

Yan Xi stroked his chin, and suddenly asked: "Disciple! If you meet Ding Longfei, would you dare to fight him?"

Yan Xi knew that Zhao Yan'er had fought with Ding Longfei once, and each was good at winning. Zhao Yan'er and Sun Youyue were brothers in the same school, and he didn't know who was better than Baidi Qitaoli.

He can't estimate based on this, the fighting sword is better than Rouge Li Cao August's "cooking cloud", what is the state of swordsmanship?
Peng Yun thought for a while, and said: "My disciple has only practiced Taoism for more than [-] years, and Xuanyin leader Ding Longfei has been in Taoism for hundreds of years, and my disciple is far behind..."

"However, if it's a tie fight, I'm not afraid of him!"

Yan Xi asked, "Is this bragging, or do you really have confidence?"

Feng Yun came up arrogantly and said: "I am really not afraid of him!"

"He just has deeper skills than me, and the flying sword is better than me..."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Yan Xi, and suddenly realized: "Ding Longfei doesn't have the Nine Yin Guiyuan Sword anymore!"

His confidence suddenly exploded, and he said: "The Xuanyin leader without the Jiuyin Guiyuan sword is just a bid to sell the first!"

At the same time, I murmured in my heart: "Although Tu'er can't afford it for the time being, in another thirty or fifty years, I can kill him."

Yan Xi slapped his thigh, and shouted: "It's not in vain for me to accept you as an apprentice." He took out the Jiuyin Guiyuan sword, threw it to Peng Yun, and said, "This sword is for you."

Peng Yun was shocked, and shouted: "Master, a flying sword is equal to the second life of a sword cultivator! There are not many good flying swords in our Xueshan sect. The generation of the crane is counted as a disciple, bah! The generation of the crane is not Counting disciples, there are only seven or eight flying swords in total."

"This thing is precious, I don't want it."

Yan Xi said with a smile: "I see your flying sword, the quality of the sword is damaged. Without a good flying sword, how can it make a splash in the world?"

"A mere flying sword, how precious can it be? How precious is our relationship as a master and apprentice? If you think this flying sword is rare, just remember not to cause trouble for me."

Feng Yun was so touched that he couldn't be more moved.

He really didn't know that although the Jiuyin Guiyuan sword was good, it was Yan Xi's heart disease. Now that the heart disease was gone, he felt very happy and didn't have any regrets.

As for this second-hand flying sword?

It's better to give to apprentices than to hang salted fish.

It's not like he doesn't have flying swords to use!Now that his skill is still low, the Xuanye Sword is enough.

(End of this chapter)