Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Shoushanju.

A farce on the fairy bridge, which attracted the crowd, naturally caught the eyes of the elders in charge.

"Yan Zhenjun, why don't you stop him?" The stern woman was angry, "I Kun Lai Mountain does not need such a vicious and despicable person."

Yan Zhao retracted his gaze, took out a jade disc casually, and raised his hand to hook.

Cross out a name from above.

Fengqingxiu.

"True Monarch!" The woman's expression changed, "Even if you are true monarch, you shouldn't be so rash! Why do you delete his name for no reason?"

"This trip is too much. If the true gentleman doesn't give a reason, we will definitely ask to see the head and be fair." The middle-aged man with sparse hair was also angry. The next students were all he looked at and grew up. Cultivation, will never accept unreasonable expulsion.

Only the voice fell, and the true monarch in front of him was gone.

Their abilities, naturally, can't see how the other party left.

"I will report to the head!" The middle-aged man left angrily.

"Is it for Fairy Mingyu to get ahead?" The woman who asked for a quota frowned slightly, "How can this be good? In this way, the student cannot be included by Neifeng."

"Let's drag it for a while, and one month is the birthday of the head, when the time comes, let the head decide." The stern woman said.

This matter has already touched their bottom line. Although it is just an unnamed student, this case must not be done.

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At the same time, under the Yangshuo Peak, a row of courtyard walls are high and deep, quiet and silent.

A young man was escorted by two Taoist soldiers and entered the courtyard named "Shoushanju".

Without any trial, he was directly imprisoned in a small dark room.

The bronze gate was closed, and the Taoist soldiers turned around and left. Now they are all at the Ascendant Ceremony. They have a lot of business, and they will come and clean him up when it's over.

A person who walked through the back door dared to make trouble at the ceremony, which is simply the opposite.

The cell was quiet, and after the copper door was closed, there was no more light.

The young man slowly leaned to the corner, a little bit painful and a little dazed, but soon, the light of hatred flashed in his eyes again.

The Feng family is the Feng family. It is the Feng family who made his beautiful mother sell her as a slave. It was the Feng family who made himself a servant of horse raising since he was a child. He was beaten three times by the housekeeper after riding the horse that controlled the wind. Whip, missed the opportunity to pick the dragon and the phoenix on the bed, and the auntie who was the same year as him could easily get all he wanted.

There is also A Luo, she has never seen Feng Qingxiu, but her family and parents are unwilling to listen to her wish not to marry.

If it weren't for Feng Qingxiu, how could those people in her family chase them? How could he drew his sword against her parents in order to protect her, and finally let her live and die under the hands of her own father!

If it weren't for the Feng Family, how could his mother run away in fear, so that he could not find it anymore?

But it doesn't matter, he has now awakened his magical powers, he is the son of destiny, and soon, he will seek justice for his mother and A Luo a little bit!

There is also Mingyu, he will definitely work hard to cultivate and marry her as his wife, so that she can be worthy of her help along the way.

Without her, he had been arrested and returned to Feng's house a long time ago, and they would not let him go.

…

I don't know how long it took, the entrance of the small black room opened, and a ray of light came out, allowing the young man sitting in it to raise his hand to block it.

"You can go out," said the jailer who opened the door.

A dark bird flashed in the young man's eyes, and he followed out in silence.

He is not an opponent of these people.

He only knew that the Qi training period was nothing here, but Ming Yu said that he was a genius who had never met in a thousand years, and he would not be wrong.

Following the jailer out of the hall, it was already in the moonlight.

Before and after the flowers, there were few figures.

It was a beautiful girl who was as beautiful as a dream, just like a distant mountain after a misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, winding, graceful and graceful.

People under the moon are brighter than the bright moon.

People in front of flowers are gentler than flowers.

Hearing the footsteps, she simply raised her head and glanced at him lightly.

Peach blossoms are leisurely, misty rain and green hills.

"Mingyu..." Ye Han stepped forward quickly, reaching out to hold that slender jade hand.

Ji Mingyu just took a step back.

Ye Han jumped for a moment, and suddenly looked lost and said: "Are you to blame me for being too impulsive? Sorry, I really can't stand his spirited look."

The girl sighed faintly: "You are too impulsive."

"Are you still angry?" Ye Han asked in a low voice.

"Uncle Yan is present today, you know that if you provoke him, you will be in Kun-Lai in the future, but it will be difficult to move." The girl whispered, her voice was clear and mellow, and extremely moving.

"That's the elder who didn't allow me to enter the inner gate?" Ye Han said in disgust, "Don't worry, I will definitely not let you down. When my skill is achieved, I will let everyone listen to your instructions!"

"I believe in you." The girl took out a jade talisman and handed it to him, "You have no chance of general election. This is the recommendation I found. You can go to the peaks and promise that you are born with magical powers and skills. One method is the first choice. I will not accompany you, otherwise it will be even more difficult for you to gain a foothold."

Ye Han was moved, what a considerate woman, he grasped her hand: "Mediocre people are not jealous! Yu'er, I will go now, you wait for me with peace of mind!"

"Well, go quickly, don't miss the hour again." The girl said softly.

Ye Han nodded heavily, turned around and ran out.

In the Girl's Independence Park, a smile appeared on his face, as he watched him go away with satisfaction, the smile on his face gradually faded.

After a few breaths, I heard a chuckle in the dark.

The girl looked back faintly, and said softly: "Uncle Yan has been here for a long time, have you ever seen pleasure?"

"Slightly," the Xuanyi man walked out of the shadows, smiling, "You are bothering."

"It's just a little chance, but Uncle Yan, you delete the young man surnamed Feng today, and you are setting your niece to roast on the fire." The girl smiled, "Everywhere on Kun-Lai Mountain, it is said that your niece is overpowering people. Has the reputation gone?"

"Feng Qingxiu is a good seed, but it is too smooth, young and vigorous, I gave him a few days of small setbacks, but also to experience his character." Yan Zhao said lightly.

"This is not a small setback. Ten years of hard work is like a fuss. In case the mind is hurt, it will hurt the road." The girl disagreed slightly, "Uncle Yan should quickly restore his Taoism to avoid harm."

"Your father said that life is like a chess, and when you abandon it, you abandon it." Yan Zhaoyi pointedly said, "That boy is the same. If he really fails to recover, then he is not a great person, and death is not a pity."

"The reason is that you are talking about it. Raising your hand will fix someone for life. Is it interesting?" The girl knew that she had different opinions and didn't argue with him. "Uncle Yan, I heard that Outland has changed innumerable recently, so you might as well focus on business. "

"Accuss the elders, Yuer, you are getting smaller and smaller."

"Is it easy for me to find a Dao fetus?" The girl was slightly annoyed. "My father has not accepted a disciple. Kun-Lai's lineage is hanging. I went to find a good talent and wanted my father to take a look. Will you die if you don't hold me back? ?"

"Just the one?" Yan Zhao sneered.

"He hasn't cultivated the tactics, but I just taught him a little bit of ordinary Tao tactics. He cultivated to the sixth level of qi training overnight. After only two days, he has already completed his qi training and can build a foundation at any time. He is so talented. You can’t take it too seriously.” The girl said seriously, “Why would my father look at it more?”

In that way, I would look at her more, right?

Even if it is Feng Qingxiu, it took seven years to build the foundation, and the gap in between can not be counted by li.

"What about xinxing?"

"There are naturally some flaws, but as long as they are tortured seriously, they can always reach the level I want." The girl said with a trace of pride between her eyebrows, "Some things seem useless, but they are the foundation of success."

Her requirements are not high, and father can just look at her more, whether it is praise or rebuke, it is better than nothing.

"Unless everything is done again, your father will not accept disciples." Yan Zhao said suddenly, "Don't waste your energy."

"Why?" the girl asked puzzledly.

Yan Zhao shook his head.

"If you don't tell me, I won't give up." The girl turned around leisurely, stepped up on the clouds, and went away in a flash. She had to look at the mentally retarded person, otherwise it was estimated that he would not survive tomorrow.

Yan Zhao watched her go away, and sighed slightly.

He seemed to see the back figure holding the sword again, and the boundless thunder that covered the world.

He seemed to hear the once warm voice stripped of all love and affection and turned into the coldest wind in the world.

He said: "I don't meet in life, and I don't meet in death."

"Li Xian is shocked, you just died..." whispered, Yan Zhao continued to look at the moon, as if looking at the long ago.

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Shennong Peak is one of Kun-Lai’s largest fairy peaks. There were two lines of Yaozong and Guzong on it. Hundreds of years ago, the two lines clashed repeatedly because of the site. After a lot of competition, Yaozong rose to the mountain and changed its name to Qingdifeng. , Another Mount Xianshan, from then on, Shennong Peak only has Gu Zong one.

Before dawn, the whole peak began to lively.

Feng Qingxiu sorted the seeds while weighing them separately, wrapping them in sheets of talisman paper.

When he first arrived, he could not distinguish the difference between Linggu and Lingdao. Now that several hours have passed, he can easily distinguish the advantages and disadvantages of grain varieties, and all kinds of planting points can also be very clear, but if you really let him get started It is also difficult to plant.

"I want three packs of clear dew and a piece of jade white millet." Someone greeted on the counter.

Feng Qingxiu quickly took the thing, handed it over, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Isn't this the door-to-door chief Feng Qingxiu?" Ye Han said mockingly, "Should you not be a high disciple of Fu Zhenfeng? How did you come here to do the work of shoveling in the ground?"

Feng Qingxiu's expression remained unchanged, and said lightly: "Nothing is high or low, it's all for Kun-Lai, why not?"

"I heard that you have been deleted from Dao Die. It was because you had been pleaded by your teacher to stay to do miscellaneous work. The future of Shennong Peak is gloomy... It is really pitiful." Ye Han's mocking expression became more obvious.

Yu Guang saw a Roshan approaching silently, Feng Qingxiu sighed slightly, such an opponent really didn't have any pressure at all.