"Junior brothers, please don't get excited. Maybe you have made a mistake."

Seeing the excitement among the junior fellow students, the senior senior brother couldn't help but lower his hand and signaled everyone not to get excited and to listen to him first.

"Senior brother, what did we do wrong?" Everyone else looked at this senior brother.

The senior brother coughed and did not answer the question, but asked: "Well, you were all kneeling at the door just now. Didn't you hear that when the senior uncles came out, they kept surrounding Mr. Tiandao Yang to say hello? They

Their words were full of respect and flattery for Mr. Yang. However, did they mention Taoist Master Yunlong?"

"This, indeed not."

The disciples recalled it carefully and couldn't help but feel dumb for a while.

Then, they slapped their heads fiercely and said, "Senior brother, you mean...Mr. Tiandao Yang saved our master by himself?"

"It should be."

The senior brother nodded, and then added: "You haven't gone down the mountain for several years, so maybe you are not well-informed. Mr. Yang, the Heavenly Sword, is actually very low-key in terms of swordsmanship. If he hadn't fought against the Wisdom Venerable, others might have

I didn’t know that his sword skills were so powerful. But in normal times, he usually walks in the secular world under another name."

"What name?"

The other disciples asked very curiously.

The senior brother raised his head and looked at the moonlight in the sky. The moonlight tonight was very clear and bright.

Then, in a very respectful tone, he said a shocking name: "Aside from Heavenly Sword, Mr. Yang also has a bigger name...the best doctor in the world!"

When the others heard this name, they all looked fascinated.

However, there was a disciple who looked quite handsome, his face turned pale at this time, and he asked cautiously: "Brother, um, is Mr. Yang of Tiandao named Yunfan? He has settled in Xiangtan?"

"It seems so."

The senior brother nodded, then looked at the disciple who spoke and said, "What? Have you heard of Mr. Yang?"

Hearing this, the disciple suddenly knelt on the ground and couldn't help crying, saying: "Elder brother, this disciple is guilty! This afternoon, I was patrolling Zuowang Peak and met Mr. Yang and Zuowang Peak's foreigner.

Disciple Jiang Xiaoya was talking about the Sendai Tournament. I didn’t know Mr. Yang’s identity at the time, so I made some sarcastic remarks to them in person.”

"What did you say?"

The senior brother's expression changed and became extremely cold.

The other disciples also gathered around, looking unkind.

The disciple was extremely frightened. He knew that making a big mistake and speaking ill of his master's savior was a heinous crime.

However, after thinking about it, he couldn't remember what arrogant words he said. He could only explain: "Senior brother, disciple, disciple... Well, what exactly was said? I really can't remember clearly. It should be

He said they were talking too much and couldn't recognize themselves, and told them not to be too arrogant and told them to wait. I would teach them a lesson in the ring."

When the senior brother heard this, his face showed a trace of unbearable expression. Then he looked at the disciple, shook his head, and sighed: "Lingkong, Mr. Yang has saved Master's life. You also know that Master is the most disciplined person.

Gratitude is kindness, hatred is enmity. If in the future, Mr. Yang tells Master that our Chongxiao Peak disciples are coquettish and arrogant, what do you think Master will do?"

Upon hearing this, the disciple named Ling Kong's face turned extremely pale instantly, and cold sweat flowed down from his forehead.

His teeth couldn't help but begin to chatter, and his lips couldn't help but tremble. He squeezed out a sentence and said: "Master will definitely expel me from the school!"

"Elder brother, please help me once..."

He was expelled from the Kunlun Sect and became an abandoned disciple of the Kunlun Sect. Which sect would dare to accept him in the future?

His path to cultivation was cut off from now on!

Soon, he will go from a high-ranking and famous boy to a street rat that everyone calls for beating.

Maybe when walking on the road, others will point at him behind his back and say: "Look at that man, because he was too arrogant and dared to speak rudely to Mr. Tiandao Yang, and was expelled from the Kunlun Sect in the end." This kind of thing

People, what’s the point of living?”

When he thought of this, the disciple named Ling Kong couldn't help but his eyes turned black and he was about to faint.

The senior brother sighed and said: "Senior brother, I can't protect you from this kind of thing! You still have to tie the bell to untie it, unless Mr. Yang forgives you. However, Mr. Yang is a generous man, and maybe he doesn't even remember who you are.

.Well, now you go to Zuowang Peak to plead guilty, and talk to Junior Sister Jiang Xiaoya to intercede."

"Mr. Yang seems to like Junior Sister Jiang Xiaoya very much. After Junior Sister Jiang Xiaoya returned to the mountain, didn't she often mention Mr. Yang? She also said that Mr. Yang took her to play in the Japanese country. If Junior Sister Jiang Xiaoya forgives you, Mr. Yang probably won't either.

say what."

When Lingkong heard this, he burst into tears of gratitude. He kowtowed to his senior brother and thanked him: "Thank you, senior brother, for your guidance! I will go to Mount Wangfeng to apologize right away!"

After saying that, he immediately went up the mountain with his knife... If you bear a thorn tree to apologize, you have to cut a thorn stick, right?

…

On the corridor outside Yuxu Palace.

"Taoist Master Yunlong, are we going back like this? Didn't we agree to share the spoils today, oh no... the Antarctic Dividend Conference?"

Yang Yunfan had some idle talk and pulled Taoist Yunlong to question him.

For the first time in his life, he found out that being an old man's apprentice could actually give him an advantage. This made him very happy.

Two magic weapons!

Even the two most rubbish magic weapons are still better than nothing.

In his storage bag, apart from a flying sword, the only thing left that he could use was the Zimu Yinhun Gu.

However, most of the time, the Zimu Yinhun Gu is used to treat diseases. In addition, the sacred tree king cauldron is also good, but this sacred tree king cauldron has been used by him to raise toads.

Apart from this, other things are all low-end goods, some of which are not available for sale.

Although Yang Yunfan himself is proficient in weapon refining, the materials for weapon refining are very difficult to find.

He has always wanted to improve the quality of his flying sword, but it has been a year and he has not even gathered the materials.

Magical weapons are rare in today's world of cultivation.

Nowadays, most cultivators use paper talismans as magic weapons. Compared with the ancient times, when they often used innate spiritual treasures to fight against each other, the life of cultivators today is really shabby.

"Yang Xiaoyou, Taoist Wu Feng is seriously injured now, and the situation in Antarctica is also murky and unclear. The magical artifacts and elixir formulas obtained in Antarctica in the past three years have been stored in the Antarctic base. At this time, these magical artifacts

I’m not sure whether the recipe for the elixir or the elixir has been lost. How do you ask Taoist Wuya to distribute the dividends to everyone?”

"Besides, even if this magic weapon belongs to your Moyun Cliff, you have to go to Antarctica to get it yourself. The Kunlun Sect will not send anything to your Moyun Cliff for free."

Taoist Master Yunlong smiled bitterly. His expectations for Yang Yunfan were understandable. After all, it is always happy to encounter good things that fall from the sky.

"Oh, that's it... I thought I could get it right away. I have to go get it myself. It seems that it's useless for me to be anxious." Yang Yunfan smacked his lips, feeling a little uninterested.

He knew that he would not get two magic weapons so easily. How could such a good thing happen in the world?

Shaking his head slightly, Yang Yunfan said goodbye to Taoist Priest Yunlong: "In that case, I will go back to sleep. Tomorrow, the Douxian Tai Competition will begin. Taoist Priest, you should also go to bed early."

After saying that, Yang Yunfan walked back to Zuowang Peak alone.

But from a distance, he suddenly discovered something and was stunned.

I saw ahead, in front of the pillars at the gate of Siwangfeng, a young man with no clothes on his back, kneeling there with a sincere attitude, carrying a thorn stick.

Not far in front of him, a cute girl with a bun face wearing a white Taoist robe had a troubled look on her face and kept waving her hands, as if she was trying to explain something.

When Yang Yunfan saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of something. He laughed and murmured: "I didn't expect that Xiaoya is quite popular, so that this handsome male disciple can come over in the middle of the night to plead guilty. And his attitude is so sincere. Behind the scenes.

It hurts to look at a thorn stick."

"Well, they must be embarrassed if I go there like this. I'd better go a little further away and not disturb them." Yang Yunfan felt that he needed to give the young people some space to get along with each other in private, so he deliberately took a detour and returned to Zuowangfeng Villa through the back door.

.

Of course, with his physical skills and cultivation, Jiang Xiaoya and the male disciple naturally did not notice it.

…

Sit in front of Wangfeng Peak.

It was already very dark, and counting the time, it was already midnight.

The cute girl with a bun face couldn't help but yawned, rubbed her eyes, and was about to fall asleep.

She looked at the male disciple in front of him who was carrying a thorn stick, and said with some helplessness: "Senior Brother Lingkong, I am not angry with you. After Brother Yang comes back, I will help you explain. Now, I am really sleepy.

I want to go back to sleep...there will be a Douxiandai competition tomorrow."

With that said, the girl turned around and went back to sleep.

"Junior Sister Jiang Xiaoya, don't leave... Mr. Yang, you will be back soon! I beg you to wait a little longer... In the first round tomorrow, your opponents will most likely be our Chongxiao Peak disciples. For Mr. Yang's sake,

In terms of face, they will definitely not attack you, you can still win even if you fall asleep."

The handsome Chongxiao Peak disciple was carrying a thorn stick on his back and tightly holding the girl's thigh with both hands.

"But……"

The girl's face was full of embarrassment.

However, looking at the pitifully crying senior brother in front of her, the girl's heart couldn't help but soften.

She hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay, I'll accompany you until Brother Yang comes back. Brother Yang always goes to bed on time at home. It's probably because the mountain is too big, so he got lost and took a long detour. Well,

He should be back soon..."

However, this night, Yang Yunfan seemed to have disappeared. They waited until dawn, but did not see Yang Yunfan.
Chapter completed!