Zhou Xingyun slowly sat up from the ground and rubbed his head.

"Dad, Uncle Wan, am I still alive?"

Zhou Yixian seemed to have been pinched by someone with his hands, and could not say a word except for a few sharp "uhhh" sounds.

"Xingyun, are you really Xingyun?"

Zhou Yixian finally pounced on him and carefully inspected his son. Among the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang, some people are good at ghosts, can play with their souls, and regard the dead as puppets to obey their orders; the blood evil energy in the Shura realm can obscure people's minds, and also turn people into puppets.

Although Zhou Yixian doesn't know how to use these techniques himself, he is well aware of them and can accurately judge their symptoms.

But he carefully checked it several times, but found no abnormalities. His son was a living person.

I don’t know how many times it is today that people feel cold all over. If this continues, he feels like he will be the first practitioner to catch a cold.

But he really couldn't control his mood. Zhou Xingyun clearly realized that he was a dead person just now.

He thought he would not be fooled. Even if the strange man in front of him had too high cultivation, he did not kill Zhou Xingyun and he didn't see it. But where did Zhou Xingyun's murderous power go with the white tiger's attack?

After a long time, the two of them came over. Zhou Xingyun knelt down with his son and kowtowed to Wudang, "Shou, thank the real person for help. Zhou Xingyun is a little knowledgeable, has a short knowledge and offends the real person. It is all you, Zhou Xingyun, who wants to punish him, just come to you."

"This is OK, you have no teacher!" Zhou Xingyun called out quickly. I was afraid that I would resist the temptation and betray the master's sect for a while, so I would join my sect. At that time, my master would kick me out of the family tree on the ground and take back the stage name. I would lose all the people before I died.

Ni Xing and Zhou Yixian looked at each other, and each of them took a father and son to the air. At our speed, we even had time to go back to Yang Guisai to sleep tonight.

Zhou Xingyun was very relieved when he saw that scene.

"Two juniors, you suddenly remembered that there was no delay in your home. The fire under your stove was extinguished. If you were afraid that the pot would leak, then say goodbye!" Ten thousand people bowed their fists and turned around and appeared and ran for their lives.

As tens of thousands of people walked over there, we were planning to go home.

Of course, the love and hatred between us may be that Zhou Xingyun and the fox were not in a relationship. The fox came and asked ten thousand people to snatch the Ghost King Sect to be the wife of the village, and then gave birth to Bi Yao. When Wudang was reading a book, he thought that it was for Zhou Xingyun's son.

"Ah, that's the case. He was worried that our Yang Gui practiced this evil way of being too heartless, and he also paid great attention to the proportion of parents in their children's education."

I studied with Zhou Yixian for a year, but I still didn’t look weak when I was in a weak position. I had the method as natural as Zhang Sanfeng.

"That..."

"Hey...hey...hey..."

Zhou Yixian nodded slightly, and tens of thousands of people jumped down like a dog that had someone step on his tail, and sacrificed his magic weapon, set up the treasure light and ran away.

But after thinking for a while, I still focused on the key points, "It is my honor for two real people to see the dog son. Xingyun, let's go to the Nixing Sect to practice with the two real people!"

Zhou Xingyun showed a look of embarrassment under his face. Although my cultivation is low and my Taoist practice is shallow, I am still a practitioner in the end. I know that practitioners often cycle dozens or less than a hundred years, and it is difficult to see the world. They have no choice but to be able to have a son.

"How did he know?" Zhou Xingyun stared at her eyes. My background had ever been told to anyone that even the Qingyun Sect people would just believe it when they saw it. How could they tell their origin so firmly and thoroughly?

"Bang!"

Ni Xingyi came to see the ban on Mr. Gui for his son's tablet and soul, and almost died because of this.

Zhou Xingyun suddenly felt that his life in the Immortal Sect might be so chatty.

Is this a peerless magic weapon that I have worked hard to get, or is it like the eldest son's death next time? This is a kind of appearance for thousands of people.

Early in the morning of the seventh day, Ni Xing called out the place and spoke in the low platform built overnight with his hands behind his back. Although Ni Xing sent him to the bottom of the house, there were not even ten people in total. But I still had enough energy to move my true energy, and my voice was shocking and the whole Yanggui Mountain was echoing.

Ten thousand people went down to check, and Ni Xing and his group also walked over quickly.

No matter how much your tiger talisman is sacrificed, it can only be a magic weapon for dead objects.

Wudang waved his hand, "Which, he was an elder in the Nixing Sect, and he taught a course on the knowledge and landforms of the vast land of China, and his customs and culture. How about it be like you and Lao Zhang?"

"He is an elder. As long as he is a criminal and commits a minor crime, don't let our Master Zhang Xiaomaster. The old man Bafeng saw that he went up and took action to kill him. He should go up the mountain to cheat, so he can cheat him."

Ten thousand people were almost scared to death and quickly said, "Lao Zhou, since his son has been saved, it will be broken. Lao Zhou, two juniors, you have said goodbye!"

"Ouch……"

Zhang Sanfeng was so cold-blooded that he was eager to try, but he knew that Zhang Jing and his son had all cast pity on me. Then, the miserable days that I could not imagine were coming to an end.

But it seems that Zhang Sanfeng is now acting as usual, and he is like evil energy entering his body.

But no matter how hard I tried to press it, that thought was still as if there was a hole in it, and it came out of my mind.

The two seem to have no grudges, but they are not little revenges that they share the same, but some love hatreds.

"You are so swaying!" Zhou Xingyun focused his head, and held his hands tightly with Wudang, "You Zhou Xingyun, have joined the Yang Gui faction from now on!"

"Zhou Xingyun's face suddenly became very strange. I stared at the person behind me. On the sleeve that was so noticeable, my hands clenched into fists. However, under my face, before being shocked, there was a little excitement, a little relief and a little vicissitudes of the world."

Ni Xingyi was actually quite moved. On the one hand, his status has not been improved, and on the other hand, he can accompany his son to grow up. But our inheritance pays more attention to the world. I am used to being lazy and can't stand the hard life of the immortal cultivation mountain.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! This person's bones were broken. Fortunately, the wounded medicine from tens of thousands of people made me faint, but I also said something and lay down on the ground and hummed.

At that time, tens of thousands of people who were not yet the Ghost King asked, "Is he still blaming you?"

Wudang said and blinked at Zhou Xingyun, "The worst thing is to be small and weak, and to create glory. Old Zhang and Wang Si, there are any ways to make money. Maybe our Yang Guisan will still expect him to generate income in the future. How about it?"

"You announced the semester's schedule. The morning is Lao Zhang's theory class, etiquette class, noon is your martial arts class, Zhou Xingyun's physiognomy and experience classes, and the first two classes are Lao Zhang's martial arts class. Let's go out of today's speech. From tomorrow, you will officially start the school and leave the meeting!"

When we went up the mountain, we found eight disciples, but none of them could take on teaching tasks. We are far beyond the plan and have broken the foundation for us. If we take up new disciples, we will be able to support the basic teaching tasks.

Zhou Yixian hates taking over his senior disciples. Although I practice the skills of Changchun, I will always age, but after experiencing the last hundred years of my life, my mentality is still more like an old man looking forward to the reunion of his children outside the home.

The two showed the same wretched and philanthropic smile.

At this time, Zhou Xingyun also came over. Ma Hu looked at the man's face and suddenly laughed: "Oh, is that the seventh birthday in the restaurant in Hanxicheng? Look, you said it, he has no blood disaster."

"That..."

Almost all the remaining evil spirits were poured into Zhang Sanfeng's body.

Although Wudang looks like a bad guy, Ni Xingyi saw that this is not a vague Quanzhen, and a decent person outside the state is a decent person. If I hit and kill an innocent passerby on the spot, Zhou Yixian would have to kill himself on the spot?

On the contrary, Zhang Xue took Zhang Sanfeng's hand and said, "Uncle Seventh Master, why are he so serious? When he returns to the foot of the mountain, he will ask the Uncle Grand Master to take us to play."

"It's still bad, something is wrong." Ten thousand people breathed a sigh of relief and secretly criticized themselves for braking in time. If it were the first moment, and had suffered some internal injuries and regained a small part of their strength, the man would have appeared and died long ago.

Ten thousand people wanted to suppress that ridiculous idea. Because if that is certain, would Zhang Sanfeng be equivalent to a human-shaped tiger talisman? Although the solemn power I accommodated was more than the tiger talisman I got, after all, I am a living person and I am currently practicing.

Ten thousand people took out a piece of injury medicine for me to take, and then took out a ingot of gold and stuffed it outside the man's hand, saying, "Friend, I'm right, I'm staying there. That elixir can cure the injury and recover after one month. The gold is treated as your apology."

"The annual system requires a final exam. If you fail the exam and need to pass the exam, you need to repeat the grade. You need to pass the exam in a small stage to upgrade. Zhang Jing and Zhang Xue, after a year of study, pass the final exam and enter the seventh grade, Ni Xingyi is currently in the first grade."

"You know, you know. The ancestor of Qingyun Sect, the descendant of Qingyunzi's physiognomy."

"That's important. He joined Yang Gui's faction and made him become a disciple."

"Mr. Zhou, his son is talented and now he has a white tiger murderous aura. He is a bad seedling of practicing Taoism. You are in the northeast of Qingyun Mountain and have not created the Yang Gui's school. I hope to accept his son as an apprentice. Do you know if he can agree?"

In other words, not all the killing power is concentrated under the tiger talisman that thousands of people are heading to his hands. At least not 80% of the power of this white tiger rushing to the evil place is gathered under the tiger talisman.

Wudang pressed his hands up, "At that time, ten disciples on Qingyunzi killed seven of them, and one of them was disabled, and none of them died in the Qingyun Mountain spiritual earthquake. The remaining two were naturally the ancestors who were left behind in the Qingyun Sect lineage, but none of them disappeared, so they should not be his ancestor."

"If I really want to argue with him, I will save his son."

I stood up without a trace, gave a deep bow, and said, "Two real people, Wan... Brother Wan, after the work today, you will say goodbye first."

Although Zhang Sanfeng is old, he is extremely smart and is shocked to deal with things. He treats his uncle, senior brother and nephew in a regular manner, and behaves well. He is quite envious of whether he has any of them.

Zhou Xingyun felt a urgency in his heart. Could it be that your throne of the throne of the Great Encyclopedia of China is about to be handed over?

It seems that this is true now. Although Zhang Sanfeng has entered his body, my cultivation level under the talisman technique is lower than my father, so it is difficult to survive all the way to Changhe City.

Zhou Yixian took Zhang Jing and his son to float up and bowed to Zhou Xingyun solemnly.

The man lay down on the ground and screamed.

"This school teaches a segmented teaching system. It is a university, junior high school, low middle school, elementary school undergraduate, master's degree and doctoral degree. Middle schools are compulsory education and must be allowed to graduate before completing their studies. Undergraduate or below, in order to improve education, disciples can choose whether to accept it."

Wudang did not say anything nonsense in a short period of nonsense? It was because there were a few listeners, so I just picked up the information and said, "The school system is divided into eight years, eight years, eight years, seven years, eight years, and a limited period."

Ni Xingyi smiled bitterly: "Have he been right to you? Why are you blaming him for doing?"

“Bad, bad, bad.”

"What you practice is not to be pure in mind and desires. Some useful worldly feelings can naturally be packed up if they can be cleaned up." Zhou Xingyun said softly, saying.

"I'm very happy that the little family can become a member of your Yang Gui."

"Dad..." Ni Xingyi was not willing to give up, but at Zhou Xingyun's urging, he still knelt down and kowtowed to Ni Xingyi to become a disciple.

"Are you, what I said is true?"

"As a teacher, Zhou Yixian, is the founder of the Yanggui Sect. That is your bad friend Wudang, known as the East Sea Turtle Immortal. He wants to be the deputy head of your Nixing Sect. He calls me uncle. That is Zhang Jing, the younger brother of Ya, and Zhang Xue, the son of his younger brother."

Wudang's smile seemed full of bewitching, "So, Mr. Zhou is considering the exam, and you Yanggui's party..."

But I flew too fast and noticed for a moment, and I actually collided with a person head-on. What kind of cultivation does this person have? He was knocked down a hundred meters on the spot and smashed into the ground.

Zhang Sanfeng is four years old this year and Zhang Xue is four years old. Both of them are young and old. Although they have no difference in their seniority, they are both children, which makes them even worse. When they were too young, they play like brothers, clinging to each other and laughing.

I was really scared. Zhou Yixian suddenly had a whim and gave me the devil and defended me.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm going to leave." Ni Xing reached out and stopped me, "His son went down the mountain to practice Taoism. Are he afraid that I will be noisy?"

A ridiculous thought surged into his mind, "Is it really possible to carry my body to activate my bloodline by carrying my body, so that my body can absorb evil spirits like a tiger talisman?"

Ten thousand people were full of fun. Here, Ni Xingyi and his son experienced life and death separation, met again, hugging their heads and crying.

"Hehe...hehehe..."

You should know that the tiger talisman in the stone chamber was not put in by someone to absorb and cultivate, but the killing force flowed naturally for thousands of years, becoming a balance point for suppression.

"You swear you really want to kill them now." Zhou Yixian gritted her teeth and a phantom of a turtle and a phantom appeared in front of her.
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