After the body double failed, he became a fan of the world of comprehension

When Qiao Wan heard this, a trace of solemnity flashed in her eyes, and she asked in a low voice, "Sect Leader, does the Immortal Sect Dabi require all disciples of the sect to attend?"

"Naturally." Yu Xuanzhi nodded and replied in a low voice.

The moment Qiao Wan frowned, Xie Muchen also noticed the blind spot, and his eyes fell on the soft-faced Xiao Cang, and said loudly, "What about him?"

Crowd: ...

"This...Xiao Cang..." Yu Xuanzhi was also stunned, facing Shang Xiaocang's clear eyes, he was a little speechless for a while.

"What's wrong with Xiao Cang? Don't look down on us!" Elder Jing Yan hugged Xiao Cang protectively, and raised his voice, "No matter how bad it is, we Xiao Cang can still make a leg pendant!"

Yu Xuanzhi sighed softly, with a troubled expression on his face, and said slowly, "In the past, the rules of the competition were like this, if it's really not possible, it's like what Jingyan said... let Xiaocang hang on Muchen's lap."

Xie Muchen: ...

He really didn't need to ask.

"Now that the younger brother is back, Meng Su will naturally have to play, so we will have two sword cultivators, one for Talisman, one for Yi, one for Yin, and one for Dan."

After Yun Xingjian finished speaking, he slowly shook his head, with a trace of weakness appearing on his face, "Not enough...Compared with other sects, it is still not enough."

"Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, such as the Chongyun School. There are so many sword cultivators, aren't they still no better than Qiao Qiao?" Elder Jingyan shrugged and said softly, "Maybe it's the sword cultivators. The sect is already strong, but they were eliminated shortly after the start of the secret realm, in comparison, their pressure should be greater than ours."

"Maybe, this Wei Wuyin's sad hair is about to fall out." Elder Jing Yan twisted a steamed bun, stuffed it into his mouth, and muttered.

"Eat less, your stomach will feel uncomfortable later." Sword Master Yun Xing tugged on Jing Yan's sleeve and said in a low voice.

"I know I know!" Elder Jing Yan waved his hand, chewing the steamed bun in his mouth, not paying attention.

"Take care of our family's affairs first." Yu Xuanzhi waved his hand and said in a loud voice, "From today on, you will start devil training! Get up every day when the cock crows, and don't rest until after dinner."

"The training intensity is high, and Xiao Qiao can no longer provide food for everyone. Leave such important matters to me!"

"Ah?" Qiao Wan was taken aback, and persuaded in a low voice, "Actually, I can..."

"Little Qiao, you don't have to be brave, I won't let you down!" Yu Xuanzhi waved his hand, blocking Qiao Wan's words.

Qiao Wan: ...

Crowd: ...

Look at his swearing appearance, it really makes people very uneasy, hey!

"Our sect...when did it become like this?" Guan Mingyue sat on the stool with a dazed gaze, with a look of lovelessness.

Is this still the Mochizuki sect who does not fight or grab, and strives to keep the bottom one!
"Oh my God..." Song Zhuqing was stunned, and his handsome face was bloodless, "Isn't it better to wake up earlier than a chicken and sleep later than a dog?"

Qiao Wan pursed her lips, and hugged Xiaocang's limp body for comfort.

The comfortable and warm bed was completely far away from her.

Yu Xuanzhi was a man of his word, so he woke up early the next morning before the chicken woke up, and was waiting in the courtyard for a few kids.

Waiting and waiting was really boring, but the big cock was sleeping soundly, and there was no sign of crowing at all.

"Hey, I'm so sleepy here, but you sleep so soundly?" Yu Xuanzhi became more and more annoyed when he thought about it, but fortunately he threw himself and twisted into the chicken coop like a worm.

"Giggle!!!!"

Qiao Wan, who was still asleep, woke up suddenly, and a carp sat up straight, still wearing a familiar apron.

The soft quilt slipped off the fragrant shoulders, and Qiao Wan's consciousness gradually became clear. Looking at the sky outside the window, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes.

This……

Is it her illusion...

It seems that today's rooster crowing came very early, and the crowing seems to be... a little frightened?
"What's the matter with today's clucking?" Guan Mingyue put on his heels and ran out in a hurry, his face still ignorant after waking up, "Why is your voice an octave higher than usual?"

"I don't know." Yu Xuanzhi spat out a chicken feather with a bah, pretending to be okay, and said in a low voice, "Maybe it's a nightmare."

"Do roosters have nightmares too?" Song Zhuqing rubbed his eyes with a dazed expression.

"Why, does the hen have nightmares?" Xie Muchen was sleepy, leaning lazily on the tree, but he couldn't stop the coldness of his body, "Master, if you are really energetic, go run down the mountain for a few minutes." Circle, don't toss this chicken."

"Nonsense! I didn't bother with it!" Yu Xuanzhi shook his head, carelessly throwing out two chicken feathers.

The two chicken feathers twirled in the air, and slowly fell to the ground, like Yu Xuanzhi's only remaining integrity, shattered to the ground.

Yu Xuanzhi: ...

Crowd: ...

"Stop talking nonsense!" Yu Xuanzhi braced his face, waved his big hand, and raised his voice, "Since you woke up clucking, you have to wake up, and today's training can also start!"

"Master..." Guan Mingyue weakly raised her hand, with a weak expression on her face, "On weekdays, Qiao Qiao and I prepare breakfast, you..."

"That's right, Master." Qiao Wan nodded, her face was fair and flawless, "The training intensity is so intense, how can I do it without breakfast? It would be bad if I starved to death!"

This is purely nonsense from her, even though they haven't been able to fast like the sect master and the master, it's okay to go hungry for a few meals.

But the headmaster is so foolish, Qiao Wan believed it as soon as he said it.

"It's like this..." Yu Xuanzhi touched his chin, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

These little disciples are really easy to die!

"Then I'll do it now." Yu Xuanzhi rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the kitchen.

Seeing the head of the house turning into the kitchen, Guan Mingyue waved her hand immediately, and whispered, "There's still time, we can lie down on the table and take a nap."

Although they were sitting and sleeping, for the few of them right now, it was already the best.

After three quarters, Yu Xuanzhi's voice came out.

"It's time to eat!"

From this tone, it's not difficult to hear Head Yu's excitement.

Yu Xuanzhi walked quickly from the kitchen with a porcelain basin in his arms, and placed the porcelain basin firmly on the stone table.

The porcelain stones collided and made a crisp sound, which woke everyone up.

Guan Mingyue raised her small face ignorantly, saw the contents in the basin while sleepy, immediately frowned, and asked loudly, "Who brought the pig food to the table? Hurry up and put it down!"

Yu Xuanzhi: ...

Seeing that Song Zhuqing was going to embrace the porcelain basin in an extremely obedient manner, Yu Xuanzhi immediately knocked on the table and shouted loudly, "What pig food! This is the breakfast I made for you!"

Good guy, as soon as these words came out, everyone woke up instantly, looking at the grayish-yellow sticky substance flowing in the porcelain basin, their scalps became numb.

The degree of explosion of this thing is no less than Song Zhuqing's brown lump-shaped dry food!