Ye Xiaochuan is a person who can't stand seeing others being better than himself. Everyone has this kind of mentality. There are not many saint-like minds in this world.
It makes me depressed when I think about it. It took me more than seven years to reach the fifth level of air control and object control. As a result, it only took me, a junior sister, a month or two to reach it. This gap is quite big.
It was almost impossible for Ye Xiaochuan to accept it.
Then he saw the Qingfeng Sword that Yang Jiu was carrying on his back. This was the magical sword that the old alcoholic master had owned for hundreds of years. As the eldest disciple, he hadn't even found it yet. He couldn't be called a weirdo if he wasn't jealous.
Seeing that the whites of Ye Xiaochuan's eyes were turning out, Yang Shijiu didn't understand why, Su Qin, and Zhao Wuji were already laughing so hard.
Su Qin patted Ye Xiaochuan on the shoulder, said, "You have been abandoned," and then walked to the backyard.
Zhao Wuji was more honest and said nothing. He just showed a playful smile to Ye Xiaochuan and followed Su Qin.
After seeing Su and Zhao leave, Ye Xiaochuan tilted his head and looked at the slim and heroic little junior sister in front of him. Somehow, he felt that the aloof smile on the corner of Yang Shijiu's mouth was mocking his useless senior brother.
However, Ye Xiaochuan still has a good temper. He is jealous, depressed, depressed, and regretful. Now, Yang Jiu can be regarded as his closest relative to this senior sister besides his master. They are all a family, so of course he cannot
Speak two languages.
Ye Xiaochuan felt that it was a bit too direct to directly ask this super invincible rich woman for money. A small amount of pocket money would be fine. Although she now has nearly a few thousand taels of money, she can't take it with her even if she lives with her.
Who would object to having too much of something?
He continued to ask Yang Jiujiu for a thank you fee, but Yang Jiujiu said helplessly: "Before leaving Cangyun, Master asked me to leave all the banknotes at Samsara Peak, saying that if I take them with me, I will probably
I ran out of money, so I took a hundred and ten taels of silver with me."
Ye Xiaochuan was furious!
The old alcoholic master was sure that he would cheat this beautiful junior sister.
More than a hundred taels would be fine. Ye Xiaochuan was about to rob Yang Jiujiu when suddenly the shouts of several familiar people came from behind him.
"Boss!"
"Boss Ye..."
Ye Xiaochuan looked back and was stunned. He saw five young men wearing Cangyun Sect costumes running in behind him. They were all his younger brothers.
Zhu Changshui, Chen Youdao, Yang Quanyong, Yuan Yangzhen, and the youngest Zhao Shilin.
Ye Xiaochuan swept away his depression, laughed out loud, hugged everyone one by one, and then opened his arms to welcome the flattery after flattery from these younger brothers.
Among the more than a hundred Cangyun disciples who arrived at Boulder City this afternoon, Ye Xiaochuan knows many of them, and most of them are dudes. The hundreds of people who will follow Yu Jizi tomorrow are the essence of Cangyun Sect. These people in front of them are here.
Just joining in the fun.
These six people grew up together in Samsara Peak. They share the same affinity and have a very good relationship. After being separated for half a year, they have experienced a lot. Now that they see their old friends again, they can't help but sigh.
Ye Xiaochuan patted Zhao Shilin's head and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for half a month. Lao Liu has grown taller. As far as I know, if you want to come to Duantian Cliff to join in the fun, you must have at least the fifth level of cultivation. You all have broken through."
The fifth floor?”
Zhao Shilin chuckled and said: "The boss is going to show off his power on the Broken Sky Cliff and fight against the heroes. Why can't we come and cheer for the boss? In the past few months, Yang Quanyong and I have been practicing day and night, and finally reached the realm of controlling the air, so we came here to support him.
The boss helps to build momentum."
Ye Xiaochuan was greatly moved and prepared to drink with these friends until he was completely drunk. However, Yang Jiu dragged him to the backyard and said that the master was still in the backyard. If he wanted to drink, he had to meet the master before doing so.
Pingxi Prince's Palace is very large. Now all the servants in the Palace have temporarily moved out, and the Cangyun Sect's disciples have taken over the entire Palace.
The masters of the elder generation of Cangyun Sect who have reached the realm of Lingji are all in a separate room, and the ten disciples participating in the battle are also in a separate room. As for the others, they do not have such good treatment. According to the headcount statistics, this time
There were as many as five hundred Cangyun Sect disciples who came to Duantian Cliff. Four or five of these disciples were crowded into a room.
But this is much better than those cultivators who set up tents by the Goddess Lake outside the city. At least they have three meals to eat and a roof to cover their heads.
Ye Xiaochuan asked Zhu Changshui and the others to prepare the food and wine first, and would come over to them for a drink later. Then he and Yang Jiu went to a separate room in the backyard.
When they arrived, senior brother Gu Jianchi happened to come out and saw Ye Xiaochuan and Yang Shijiu. Gu Jianchi smiled back.
Ye Xiaochuan pulled Gu Jianchi aside and whispered: "Elder brother, what is my master's condition now? Is he expressionless or smiling?"
Gu Jianchi looked confused when asked, "What?"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Based on my understanding of Master over the years, if he has no expression on his face, he will be punished by copying the rules a hundred times at most and be banned for a month. If he is smiling, he will be punished by copying the rules 500 times and be banned for a month.
Three months. The happier the master is, the more serious the problem is. What was my master's expression when you came out just now?"
At this moment, the hearty and happy laughter of the drunk Taoist came from the room, and he seemed to be in a very happy mood.
Ye Xiaochuan's face changed wildly, he sat down on the ground with a thud, and murmured: "It's over! You're dead this time!"
He was dragged into the room by Yang Jiu tremblingly. He saw the master in a brand new turquoise robe sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, drinking the wine from the gourd in one sip, shaking his head, and laughing out loud from time to time. It looked like
good mood.
Ye Xiaochuan's legs went weak, and he knelt in front of the drunk Taoist, shouting with tears in his eyes: "Master, I know I was wrong! Please give me another chance to change my ways and be a new person!"
This move not only shocked Yang Jiujiu, but also made the drunk Taoist who was silent in joy look suspicious.
The drunk Taoist frowned and said: "Kneel down and admit your mistakes as soon as we meet. How many troubles has your kid caused in the world in the past six months? Just bring it on!"
Ye Xiaochuan wiped away his nose and tears, and scratched his head with dirty hands. Yang Shijiu, who was always known to be mysophobic, felt nauseated when he looked next to him.
Ye Xiaochuan is definitely not a pedantic person. He has a lively mind. When he heard the master say this, he immediately felt that he must have misunderstood. The master should be really happy and not punish him.
He rolled his eyes and stood up immediately and said: "Impossible, Master, you know best who my disciple is. He lives his duties, works quietly, never gets into trouble, and occasionally acts chivalrously and repairs bridges."
He helped the old man cross the road. An hour ago, the disciple stopped a fight between thousands of righteous disciples by the Goddess Lake, and successfully nipped the situation in the cradle before it worsened."
This is Ye Xiaochuan, a young man who has practiced shamelessness and shamelessness to the extreme.
