Rebirth Profession Sells Miserably

"Boom!" The ancient bell of Huangyuan made a thick sound, and the people of Xianzong heard the sound. Whether it is a passionate date in the woods or a routine training newcomer at this time, they must quickly put down their affairs, and the male repairer raised his face. The embarrassed female cultivator, the brother is on top of the younger brother who is neither humble nor humble.

The former is still full of affection, pink bubbles flying all over the sky, while the latter's junior looks dumbfounded as if asking, what about bullying the newcomer and bullying me? My pants are all off. You show me this?

So the seniors who participated in the training will slap his forehead severely-what anxious! Continue after listening to the chicken soup. Where did you go? right! Pour the chamber pot! Starting tonight, no less pot is allowed!

And Xingshu appeared at this critical moment.

At that time, all the disciples of the sect elders arrived one after another, and the lord Xing Danshang offered a volume of gleaming golden scrolls and stepped onto the stage of worship.

Suddenly, the sky in the distance tore a long mark, like a sharp blade cracked silk, layered petals swinging in the wind, stretched in the sun, matched with the flying black hair of the man on the mountain and the stirring sleeve gown, unexpectedly There is an inexplicable recklessness.

Closer, I will see that charming and peerless face again...

Everyone’s heart suddenly sighed-they all said that the three young masters were beautiful and prosperous, and they were able to observe this life, and they really deserved their reputation...

etc?

Three Young Masters! ?

The three young masters are under house arrest! ? ! ?

Sure enough, the next moment, Xing Danshang's face was very beautiful for an instant, and his hands holding the volume tightened tightly.

I subconsciously wanted to open my mouth to reprimand, but listened to the humiliating and motivated thing of the prodigal, patted my butt, slowly got up from the rosette, respectfully paid a full salute, and said: "The spiritual power of the pivot is weak, and there is hard work and fellow daoists all the way. Send me off, good guys, big good guys, ah, everyone, am I not late, am I?"

Siyou's expression was still a bit erratic, and the gaze looking at Xingshu was very subtle, and he didn't even dare to say it.

"Hahahahaha, who am I? I was originally the young master. I haven't seen him for hundreds of years. How is the young master's practice?" There was a burst of laughter from above. Described as very arrogant.

Xingshu paused, his consciousness was released slightly, and he faintly heard some malicious laughter. He turned his eyes before looking up. The original copy copied Little Milk Dog's signature skills, and said innocently: "The predecessor said it is two. Brother, the second brother is talented and has a profound relationship with immortals, and has always been a role model for Shu."

"Oh?" The red-robed monk squinted slightly: "Are you the little master who has no learning and skill?"

Xing Shu: "Exactly."

The red monk looked disgusted: "Sure enough, the cultivation base is the pinnacle of foundation building. I can pinch to death with a single finger."

Not to mention that in such a public place, it is right to curse the son to death in front of his own father. Anyway, when the father does not express his attitude, Xing Shu can only use this as a special way of greeting in another world, and sincerely responded: "That's not good, it's plainly dirty senior's hands."

Red Brother: "Yes, I heard that you don't learn and don't want to make progress, and you are at ease with a life span of one hundred years, but it's gone in the blink of an eye, so why should I kill myself in vain."

Xing Shu: "Senior said yes."

"..."

Perhaps it was because his expression was too sincere. The monk's usual lazy look finally changed. He looked at Xingshu up and down for a long time, and suddenly said, "Would you like to be my apprentice?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Xing Shu obviously felt the surrounding silence.

Listen carefully, there is an unbelievable sucking sound.

I searched the memory, but I didn’t find out the person’s surname, name and identity. I can only make a full gesture. Haha twice, thank you euphemistically, thank you very much, but waiting to die is more in line with my style. Reflect my standard of life.

At this point, all the practitioners came together, soul chicken soup, uh no, Zongmen's instruction began. Because of the intervention of Master Yan Xiao, Xing Dan was injured and reprimanded Xingshu for being "late". He could only expose this. Stubble.

It's just that the Ten Thousand Beast Peak has to enter, and the Spiritual Deeds Ceremony has to be held. To treat every new apprentice brother and sister of Xianzong, you must do both the warmth of the spring breeze and the harsh autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. So, this sentence is a bit longer.

Xing Shu silently concluded that there are three main points: go to the Ten Thousand Beast Peak to catch the monsters and make a bond with the monsters. Please pay attention to your safety.

Providing new apprentices with a good hunting environment and the best way to form a bond has always been a good tradition of the Yunshan sect for hundreds of years. It is suitable for a large number of beginners, so the number of enrollment has always been the highest in the same level of sect.

And in the news that Siyou Xiaodao friend asked, Xing Shu learned the reason why he was called by his cheap father this time.

The reason is very speechless.

Xing Danshang's youngest daughter, Xing Yiyao, the fourth sister of the original owner, suddenly wanted to participate in this new student introductory activity for some reason.

Xing Yiyao is currently sixteen years old and is in the middle of the foundation stage. He is considered to be of good aptitude and is a very promising stock. He is deeply loved by Xing Danshang.

However, it was a little reluctant to enter the unpredictable Ten Thousand Beast Peak with the cultivation base of the foundation. Xing Danshang knew that his baby girl was stubborn and dared to challenge her. He didn't dare to stimulate her with insufficient cultivation level. Instead, he praised her for everything. Planted well, and then the language was broad and profound "but" for a while.

Normally, such a transitional tone was a tactful rejection, but Xing Yiyao only spotted it this time, and he didn't change it, which caused Xing Danshang to be very troubled.

It's more than that!

The little girl didn't know where she heard the suggestion, two or three sentences, but also refuted Xing Dan's reasons for "turning" before being injured.

"If this is the case, why don't you let the third brother go?" It seems that this suggestion is very good, Xing Yiyao couldn't stop as soon as he spoke: "Father is not worried about Yaoyao. To make my life a monster beast, why not let my third brother protect me and kill two birds with one stone. Isn't it a good thing?"

If your third brother could have this ability, go early!

Xing Danshang couldn't say it straight, and he didn't dare to retract the preface and hit his face, rubbing his brows, thinking about finding a few more people to protect her and hunting a few for fun, so he agreed, knowing that Xing Yiyao would not give up. It seemed that he had recognized the death principle again, and had to let Xing Shu "protect" her.

As a result, Xingshu was a tragedy.

No, maybe this is so in the eyes of the original owner. Anyway, he has to come to this sect anyway. For what reason, Xing Shu feels that it is not bad.

After the chicken soup was over, Si You led him to a lush yard, stretched out his hand and pushed, and the courtyard door fell to the ground, splashing smoke and dust.

Thinking: "..."

Xingshu: "..."

With a clear cough, Siyou explained: "This..."

"There are so many people, this is the only place that can be freed up, right, I can understand." Xing Shu didn't seem to mind at all, and he bent over and raised the door and glanced at the person standing there: "Siyou Brother, what else can you advise?"

"No, no, no... if there is anything, you can call me..." The sleeves shook, and he handed Xing Shu a sign with words inscribed on it. Xing Shu picked it up and looked at it—left, as anxious as an imperial order; right, Immeasurable Tianzun; medium, drink!

Xing Shu: "...Thank you."

Si You left with a complex expression, but Xing Shu knew that this was a sequelae of being hypnotized, and he would be cured after a while, and his mind would automatically fill in the blank time.

"Boom!" The wooden board fell to the ground again, completely broken into several pieces, Xingshu couldn't help it anymore, sprayed several mouthfuls of blood, fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Woo, woo." The little milk dog crawled out of his arms, nuzzling twice, trying to prop him up, Xing Shu watched it writhing and twisting amusedly, and groaned in his nose: "Naughty! "

I thought that Xingshu could be cleansed for a while before entering the Peak of Ten Thousand Beasts, and healed his wounds, and then suddenly (urging) you (mian) thinking that he might smuggle some spirit stones for him to play with, and the time is almost gone to Xing. In front of Dan injury, he bought a miserable pretend to die.

The three sons are all flat. Could it really be that they were carried into Ten Thousand Beast Peak?

If he dare to really treat his son like this, the outside world will spit on his own, and the reputation of Yunshan Sect is basically unnecessary.

Yan father? Obviously, the man who killed his own son was not called Yan father, but cruel.

A cruel suzerain is obviously not a good example of a great immortal sect, Xing Danshang should not be so stupid.

The idea is good, but no one can hide from people who want to find fault in a remote corner. When thinking about letting Siyou bring more earthen stones next time, to add a little more effort to his road of raising flowers and grass, punishment Yi Yao is here.

Don't doubt why Xing Shu recognized the sister who the original owner had never met at first glance, because it was so obvious.

Being savage to her is just like the head is to the neck, and it exists in life, the two are closely connected, and one is indispensable.

In layman's terms, this is Diaoman himself.

For example now—

"You, you are talking about, I want your monster beast!"