Xuan Kong had sharp ears and solid cultivation. He heard the nickname hunter muttering to himself, and he almost choked himself to death with a spit.

Well, his surname is Nie, it's good.

Well, Xiaoqian, this is not bad either.

The two words are added together, aren’t Nie Xiaoqian or who? Xuankong has never forgotten the memories of his previous life. Naturally, this well-known star-level female ghost will not be forgotten. A golden star flashes in front of his eyes now.

"Nie Xiaoqian, this is Nie Xiaoqian's father..." With his eyes narrowed, Xuan Kong's thoughts were put where he put them.

Because his daughter died at the hands of these monsters and monsters, the hunter named Nie was tempted and then reacted. He closed his red fists and apologized with a wry smile. He waited for the hunter named Peng to continue saying: "The stars in the mountains are already bright, and my night eyes are not in vain."

"With the moonlight clearly, the female corpse unveiled the curtain of the carriage and walked step by step to the beds of the flashing people. I looked carefully. The female corpse looked golden, wrapped her forehead with raw silk, leaned down, and sucked hard in front of the faces of several merchants who had died of sleeping."

The hunter surnamed Peng was so scared that he didn't dare to talk about it anymore. The third senior brother asked, "Then what happened after sucking it?"

"Die, all are dead." The hunter surnamed Nie gritted his teeth and calmed himself down.

The second senior brother took a breath: "This is a zombie."

Xuankong bit his mouth, and he didn't know that this was a zombie. For a moment, he couldn't tell which world he was in. Taoist Yimei, zombie, Nie Xiaoqian, Laoshan Sect...

He pinched himself with his hands and confirmed that he was the first disciple of the Laoshan Sect, not the eldest disciple of the Maoshan Sect.

The Laoshan School that can grow pears.

There was a pain on the inner side of the thigh, and Xuankong's mind was trembling. It seemed that he did remember that Pu Songling wrote this story of "corpse transformation" in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio". Think about it again, zombies have existed in ancient times, so he probably thought too much about it.

After the story was finished, both hunters looked at the old Taoist priest's face.

Xuankong also took the opportunity to take a closer look at the hunter named Nie. He just sat in the hall and developed a majesty that he dared not violate. He was worthy of being a high-ranking official in the court. Although his face was not a noble destiny for being a general or a prime minister, he also had a straight national character and a slightly handsome face.

Only such a person can raise a female ghost like Nie Xiaoqian who has a beautiful temperament.

Xuankong was imagining in his heart.

But he didn't see it. The second junior brother standing in the lower head was surprised by Xuan Kong's actions. Although he could not understand the little excitement in Xuan Kong's heart, he was unwilling to let go of Xuan Kong's impulse.

He took a step forward and said with a righteous spirit: "Master, we are a person who is studying Taoism, and it is a matter of subduing demons and eliminating demons!"

The second senior brother stood up and surprised the old Taoist priest. When his disciple was good, he would hide when he was in trouble, but today it was abnormal. Sure enough, the second senior brother bowed respectfully to the old Taoist priest and said pretending:

"Master, I'm talking nonsense. Last night, Master Xuankong talked with me all night. I feel deeply regretful about what happened during the day. I hope Master will give Master Xuankong a chance."

To speak nonsense, this is of course to speak nonsense!

Xuan Kong looked up at Feitian depicted on the beam of Shangqing Hall, and said to himself: "Do you know who I was with last night?" Of course, he didn't know that if the second senior brother knew that Xuan Kong was drinking happily with King Qin Guang last night, he wouldn't dare to make up such nonsense.

He changed his words quickly, and kept talking about Xuan Kong's junior nephew, and suddenly confirmed Xuan Kong's seniority.

"Yes, Master, Master Xuankong still wants to be motivated." The third brother also reacted and stood up to report the report. His eyes were ridiculous, obviously he wanted to see Xuankong look embarrassed.

Just from the descriptions of the two hunters, the disciples of the Laoshan Sect have already come to a conclusion that this zombie is definitely an old devil who has been over a hundred years old.

Look at you, Xuankong, and you are only a young man under twenty. If you have the ability, you will fight a hundred-year-old zombie!

The other junior brothers were unwilling to get involved in this kind of thing, but they could not avoid the eyes of the second and third brothers, and they had no choice but to stand up and agree with their words and deeds. Anyway, Xuankong was alone, and no one was willing to form a gang with him.

If you offend this unlucky former senior brother, you can make friends with two senior brothers who are now in the sect. No matter how you fight, you won’t lose money.

Xuankong smiled at the corner of his mouth, sometimes he really didn't understand what his junior brothers were thinking.

They are all people who are cultivating immortals, what's the point of getting together?

At that time, thunder disasters every five hundred years, yin wind every five hundred years, and poisonous fire every five hundred years, can we rely on these gangs in the sect to resist? It is the ability of those who are cultivating immortals to improve their cultivation.

Xuankong really doesn’t know how to communicate?

King Qin Guang didn't agree.

I just think it's not worth it, not worth it. I'm spending these great opportunities and wasting a lot of time on the "junior brothers" who are intriguing.

"Wukong... Xuankong, do you have any ideas?" Seeing all the disciples standing up to isolate Xuankong, the old Taoist priest stopped his hand when he stroked his Shoumei, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Look, let me go down the mountain with the two hunters." Xuan Kong smiled and nodded, just pretending that he did not see the two junior brothers behind him sneered disdainfully. His eyes were on the hunters surnamed Nie and the hunters surnamed Peng for a moment, expressing his kindness.

He has never lacked kindness, and it is the same for anyone or any industry.

However, you must put your position in the right place and earnestly rely on your ability to eat.

Anyone like this can get Xuankong's kindness.

He had been hilarious in the Tao in his previous life. It was not easy for Xuankong to be a real person and a person who treats the world sincerely in his life. The hunter named Peng was impatient and asked, "Master Yimei, who is this guy?"

He saw that Xuan Kong was only twenty years old, but considering that he was a member of the immortal family, he was not sure about his attitude for a while.

The third senior brother couldn't help but sneer, stood up and introduced: "This is the eldest disciple of our Laoshan Sect and the third generation of the great disciple!"

"Oh, it's Brother Wei's San." The third senior brother's name is Wei. He has always seen hunters in the mountains. It's not like Xuan Kong has been staying in his own Yuewei cottage on the back mountain of Laoshan. He either practices the skills or comprehends the magic formulas.

"Brother Wei, why don't you call Brother Wei?" Xuan Kong laughed and looked at Senior Brother Third. Of course, no one in this world knows what that little blue pill is.

After a while, the third senior brother realized the anger on the old Taoist priest's face, and hurriedly pulled the second senior brother. The second senior brother also trembled in his heart and said, "It is indeed Mr. Xuankong who wants to contribute to the master's sect and promote the reputation of my Laoshan Sect!"
Chapter completed!