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Chapter 40 Dragon Girl vs Xianxiu Patriarch 4
Chapter 40

Yang Xingtian outside the house fell hard, and there was a clanging sound outside.

Qu Yan pulled Cherry to get out of bed, but when he pulled back the quilt, Qu Yan blushed again, don't look at evil!
Qu Yan also stumbled and ran out the door, closing the door like the wind.

So he bumped into Yang Xingtian who hadn't gotten up yet, and bumped Yang Xingtian again, but the next second, Yang Xingtian felt his hands supporting him, and the old ancestor in front of him had a gentle and kind smile on his face: "Xiao Yang Ah, why are you so careless, are you injured?"

Yang Xingtian was about to cry.

"Old ancestor, everything is due to the disciple's carelessness, the old ancestor is merciful."

In the past, if Qu Yan was upset, he would kick him down the mountain with a 'swoosh'. Yang Xingtian was worried that Qu Yan would forget that he was actually an old bone, and he would fall apart if he kicked a few more times.

Qu Yan smiled softly: "Xiao Yang, what are you talking about, the ancestors like you children the most, a little mistake is nothing."

Abnormal, very abnormal.

Yang Xingtian couldn't help but looked inside the thatched cottage.

Qu Yan coughed: "Go prepare some women's clothes and bring them up. Don't call me Patriarch anymore. It sounds like I'm old."

Yang Xingtian's old eyes widened in shock, did the ancestor find an old grandmother?
Otherwise, why is it as if you have hit the evil, the gentleness is unbelievable.

"Did you hear that, I lived for hundreds of years, and finally found a woman. If you scare me away, you will pay me." Qu Yan warned again viciously.

Yang Xingtian came back to his senses, nodded quickly, and he just said, this is his ancestor.

"Old... what should that apprentice call you?"

Yang Xingtian was in a bit of a dilemma, it was definitely not acceptable to call him by his name, and even if he didn't respect his ancestors, he couldn't call him out.

"Just call me Patriarch."

Qu Yan thought for a while and said, after all, he is the Patriarch of Qiong Yuzong, Yang Xingtian dared not call him by his name even if Xiong Xin and Leopard were brave.

Yang Xingtian immediately called out: "Okay Patriarch, this disciple is going to prepare things now."

Qu Yan waved his hand: "You clean up by the way, and come down the mountain with me this time."

After all, it's best to take that thing on the spot. With a huge treasure in his body, many people are jealous. He is not afraid that someone will snatch it, but he hates trouble.

Yang Xingtian shed tears, he is an old man, and he still wants to go out with his ancestor.

If you don't go, the ancestor will say that he is not easy to support, and he looks like a short-lived ghost...

Yang Xing went to the mountain.

Qiong Yuzong is peaceful and belongs to the casual cultivator school.

To put it bluntly, the secret books of exercises are made public, and the extent to which one can learn depends on the individual.

Master?Those that don't exist, all of them are hot-tempered, few can withstand the scolding, and the most important thing is that they still don't understand anything after being scolded.

It's better to realize it yourself.

Qiong Yuzong is also strict in accepting disciples. Although the sect has few disciples, they are united and have become a clean stream in the world of cultivating immortals. No one dares to bully them.

The Qiongyu Sect is not big, and not many people in the world of cultivating immortals know about this sect.

Yang Xingtian's cultivation base is a little weaker, and he can't break through after reaching the out-of-body period. It has been decades, and his lifespan is not long. Regarding this, Yang Xingtian has no hope, and only hopes that in the last few years Take good care of your ancestors.

As long as the old ancestor is around, no one in Qiong Yuzong will dare to bully him.

Qu Yan returned to the house, his face was a little red, he didn't dare to look at the bed: "Tao'er, have you woken up yet?"

The cherry turned into a small snake. If it weren't for the two white horns on her head, she would be no different from a snake.

She looked at Qu Yan and thought it was really cute.

"Are you going down the mountain?"

Cherry had already heard it, she climbed into Qu Yan's legs and wrapped it around his shoulders, and said coquettishly, "Take me with you."

Qu Yan couldn't refuse at all.

Seeing that the cherry could turn into a little snake, he couldn't help muttering in his heart, it doesn't need to wear clothes at all.

"Well, I have something to go down the mountain, I will take you with me if you don't tell me." Qu Yan stretched out his hand and touched Cherry's head and said.

He couldn't help pinching Cherry's dragon horns.

Cherry's voice became delicate.

Qu Yan hastily withdrew his hand, he is really good or bad, how could he bully her like this.

Cherry was about to cry: "You bullied me again."

Qu Yan touched his nose, coughed solemnly: "It's all because you are so cute."

It always made him want to bully him.

Yang Xingtian was a little worried about preparing women's clothing, because he found that Qiong Yuzong had no female disciples...

In desperation, he had no choice but to take two sets of brand-new men's clothing. He tidied up his own things. Most of them were seasonings for cooking. Many of them were grown by himself, and some of them could not be bought outside. Remember the hobbies of your ancestors.

After preparing everything, Qiongyuzong told his eldest disciple Wang Qingyang: "As a teacher, I will go down the mountain with my ancestor in a few days. I don't know when I will be back. Qiongyuzong will leave it to you. Please supervise the juniors to practice hard. "

Wang Qingyang looked at Yang Xingtian with some reluctance: "Master, this disciple is waiting for you to return. This disciple is only in charge of the Qiongyu Sect, and this disciple can't take on the big responsibility."

Yang Xingtian's cultivation stagnated and could not break through, and Shouyuan was about to come to an end.

Needless to say, Wang Qingyang also knew that this time the ancestor brought him down the mountain, there must be a way to help Yang Xingtian break through his cultivation.

But what if they can't break through, once the master and apprentice say goodbye, it may be the last meeting in this life.

"Don't worry, the ancestors are here."

Yang Xingtian looked at Wang Qingyang, he was already middle-aged, this trance feeling reminded him of when he was a child, when Qu Yan first brought him back to Qiong Yuzong, Qu Yan was like this at that time.

It's been a hundred years, and all the brothers and sisters at that time have become old, but the ancestor Rong Maoping has never been old.

"Qingyang, if you don't come back as a teacher, I will leave it to you to take care of the ancestors. The tastes of the ancestors are compiled into books in my room."

Yang Xingtian said earnestly.

Qiong Yuzong's disciples are all counted in terms of numbers.

Every Qiong Yuzong disciple has been approved by Qu Yan.

Wang Qingyang nodded: "Master, don't worry, I will wait for your return."

"After master leaves, send these letters to your uncles."

Yang Xingtian took out several envelopes that had already been written and handed them to Wang Qingyang.

Wang Qingyang took it and put it in his chest, nodded heavily: "Don't worry, master, the apprentice will definitely hand it over to the uncle."

Yang Xingtian smiled, and put the burden on his back: "Master is gone, go and do your work."

Just as Yang Xingcai went out, Qu Yan was standing outside waiting for him.

Qu Yan was dressed in white, his body was like jade.

The few disciples stood aside with their heads down, being scolded by him.

When Yang Xingtian walked in and listened, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

The old ancestor is really not surprising.

"You little radish, the ancestor hasn't seen you for a few years, why are you so old?"

(End of this chapter)