After the salted fish is rotten, rely on the crow's mouth to revitalize the world of cultivatin

Chapter 4

"What? There is such a hateful person? Disciple, you are injured."

Patriarch Qiongji's face darkened, and the terrifying coercion around him swept the entire hall.

Of course, only the three members of the Hehuan Sect could truly feel this coercion.

Especially the male disciple, who knelt on the ground with a plop, his mind trembling violently.

"Thanks to the life-saving talisman master gave me, otherwise I would not be able to come back if I was afraid."

The Poor Patriarch breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a good thing you're fine, apprentice, otherwise, as a teacher, I would have to find the eighteenth generation of those people's ancestors to do them together."

"By the way, I still have the photo stone that recorded the scene at that time, do you want to see it?"

"And this brother, what did you want to say just now?"

Yao Miao opened her big black eyes innocently and ignorantly.

Even though the coercion dissipated now, the male disciple still couldn't get up for a long time, and he looked at Miao Miao like a devil.

He didn't know that the other party's words were all threats, and it was true that they harmed each other first.

If there really was a photo stone, if it was exposed, he would be the one who died.

"I, I want to say, I haven't, I haven't seen this junior sister."

He lowered his head, the cold gaze of the suzerain behind him, and the icy eyes of his senior sister made him shiver all over.

"Sect Master Yan Han, I can hear you clearly. The so-called witness you brought has never seen my little disciple."

Patriarch Qiongji squinted his eyes, and focused his dangerous gaze on Sect Master Yan Han.

"So, the Yanhan clan didn't distinguish right from wrong, so they slandered me and killed your disciples, and even injured two disciples of our sect when they came again, how should this account be settled?"

Yan Han's complexion was a little gloomy, and she gave the male disciple a cold look.

"Senior brother, why bother to care about every detail? The injury to those two disciples is just a lesson from their disrespect to their elders. As for the slander?"

"Why did you say that, junior sister just came to the sect to ask a question or two."

Yue Shan almost laughed angrily.

Look what this is saying?

Blame his ancestor for being fussy?

Or just asking?
This broke into the sect, injured two disciples, and almost smashed their sect.

"I think, you say you don't respect the elders, but you don't respect the younger ones either. The so-called respecting the old and loving the young, you don't love the young, and you blame others for not respecting the old."

This beautiful woman is properly kidnapped morally!
"Besides, this suzerain, how can you slander people and kill people casually? Do you know how much damage this has caused to my soul? I may become depressed, self-mutilate, or even become obsessed because of it. Hurt, if there is nothing to suppress, my sect may have a banquet tomorrow."

Yao Miao clutched her heart, with a face full of pain, and slumped on Huazhu's back in pain.

The whole person is sleepy, as miserable as he wants, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Patriarch Poor Ji glanced at Yao Miao, and secretly gave her a thumbs up.

"The elders are talking, why is it your turn to intervene as a junior!"

Damn girl, this is trying to blackmail her in a different way!

"My apprentice represents me, so why can't I interrupt?"

"Besides, I also think what my apprentice said is very reasonable."

Patriarch Qiongji was still lazily nestled in the chair, but his gaze was like a sharp ice knife, stabbing fiercely into Suzerain Yan Han's heart.

Sovereign Yan Han's complexion turned pale, and his heart ached.

Brother, he actually oppressed her so cruelly.

It was for that disciple before, and now it is for this disciple!
The anger and jealousy in her heart almost didn't make her explode on the spot.

But the distorted face at that moment really made Yao Miao see it clearly.

He patted her small chest in shock.

Oh my god, it's too scary for this beauty to change her face.

Taking a deep breath, he barely suppressed the killing intent rising from the sky.

"Senior Brother, Junior Sister hopes that you can take good care of your beloved disciple."

She'd better never leave the mountain gate, otherwise...

He uttered this sentence with a smile, threw out a storage ring, and left with the person.

In the main hall, Yao Miao was holding the storage ring, happy to see her teeth but not her eyes.

So many spirit stones!
Only Patriarch Qiongji and Yueshan looked gloomy.

"Old Ancestor, for the next period of time, let the little nephew retreat and improve his cultivation as soon as possible, otherwise is it really necessary to let the little nephew stay at the mountain gate all the time?"

But to be missed by that woman, even nesting in the mountain gate is not safe.

Otherwise, my nephew Qinyin wouldn't have...

The poor ancestor's expression was a bit indescribable.

"Xiao Shanzi, how long has it been since your little nephew entered the mountain gate?"

"Three years."

Could it be that the ancestor is getting old and forgetful?

Otherwise, why don't you even remember the time when your apprentice entered the door?
"That's right, it's been three years, but your little nephew's cultivation is still at the point of drawing qi into the body!"

He knew that this little girl had some visions, so he was relieved to let her experience it.

Introduce air into the body?

Is the ancestor making fun of him?
When the little nephew entered the door back then, the test spirit root was the unparalleled single thunder spirit root, how could it take three years to cause it to enter the body?
You must know that the little martial nephew caused the body to enter the body, and it was only 10 minutes.

Yue Shan looked suspicious.

"If you don't believe me, you can find out yourself."

It's hard to see that the ancestor is so serious...

"Little Martial Nephew, can I check if your cultivation level is one or two?"

"Look, look."

Yao Miao waved her hands indifferently.

When Yue Shan withdrew his consciousness, his expression was a bit strange.

He originally thought that the fluctuations on the surface of the little nephew's qi into the body were a cover-up.

But now I know that mountains are mountains, and water is water.

"Here, Patriarch, but the little nephew is physically impaired?"

Yue Shan really didn't want to see such a genius, inexplicably short-lived.

"What's wrong with her? As long as her body is like a calf, a second-level monster can be punched away by her."

It's just that this girl doesn't have a long cultivation base but a long strength.

Yue Shan was a little surprised.

This performance doesn't look like it's just introducing air into the body.

After being happy, Miao Miao felt a little sleepy again.

she yawned
"If the old man is okay, I will go back."

Alas, this sect task has exhausted her, and she hasn't slept for a long time.

"Why don't you go back, let your uncle take you to the sword mound later."

Every child who enters Yijianmen will go to Jianzhong to choose a spirit sword that suits him.

It's just that after the cultivation base reaches the golden core.

As for Yao Miao's special situation, she was already very talented, so she was qualified to go to Jianzhong in advance.

It's just that she was too lazy to go these years.

There were no special circumstances, and the poor ancestor didn't rush her.

It's just that this little girl is being targeted now.

It is also good to have one more powerful weapon to protect yourself.

Yao Miao's face collapsed.

"Old man, can you not go?"

She just wants to sleep.

"You don't have to go if you don't want to."

Yao Miao's eyes lit up.

The poor ancestor's eyes were somewhat meaningful.

"It's just that you are not allowed to eat any food for the next month."

To let a foodie not be able to eat, it would be a disaster for Yao Miao.

She immediately sat up straight, with a serious face on her face.

"I go."

Who does not go to whose grandson.

(End of this chapter)