The old man sweeping the floor in the distance seemed to notice something and turned around to look over, "Huh? Peng'er, you're back, are you hungry?"
Ding Peng couldn't help but feel sad when he saw his master's face with some vicissitudes of life, and his temples were gray. How could this look like the face of a cultivator?
Although people who practice spiritual practice are not immortal, they can definitely prolong their lives. It is absolutely not a problem to live for hundreds of years. The higher the strength, the longer they will live. This is basic common sense.
And what about his master? He is less than fifty and he is so old. How much pain is he suppressing in his heart? "Yes, master, I am back. What's good for lunch today?" Ding
Peng would not show his lost and painful side to his master. He could not let his master worry about him.
'Haha, I know you are greedy, let's go, the master will cook you all the dishes you like to eat today.'
"Thank you Master, I'm so blessed." Ding Peng rubbed his hands together, looking a little impatient.
Ding Peng's master saw that Ding Peng was so happy, and the depression in his heart also weakened a lot. In fact, it was not only his disciples who were useless, but also himself. He could no longer advance after reaching the second level of cultivation. Such a situation made him become a sword pavilion.
cleaner.
Since his disciple did not give up, of course he would not give up either. Both the master and the disciple tacitly forgot about their troubles and pretended to be extremely happy in front of each other.
‘Haha, they are indeed my favorite dishes, so I won’t be polite.’ Ding Peng picked up the bowls and chopsticks and pounced on them, as if he saw his life-and-death enemies, and he must fight them to the death.
With the speed of the wind and the residual momentum, coupled with the unparalleled momentum, Ding Peng and the meal were fighting each other. After a while, the meal was retreating steadily and could not withstand Ding Peng's consumption. In the end, the only outcome waiting for them was the annihilation of the entire army.
Ding Peng's master, on the other hand, looked at Ding Peng who was fighting with the food with a kind face, with a hint of doting and guilt in his eyes. If he had a higher status in Jiange, his disciple would not be so aggrieved.
Sword Pavilion generally only accepts five disciples, and each disciple does not have a master. They all reach a certain age and are taught and taught martial arts by the sword elder.
After the basic guidance, comes one's own understanding. It is said that the master leads the individual to practice. After the basic teaching is over, the rest depends on one's own understanding and efforts.
Moreover, the disciples of Jiange are all led by Elder Jian, who goes to the mainland to collect orphans without parents and brings them back to Jiange for training. This is also the custom of Jiange. In this situation, this is the only one in the mainland.
Ding Peng was also an orphan, but he was not brought back by Elder Jian. He saw strange phenomena every day, with red clouds everywhere, thunder and lightning, but suddenly he heard the sound of a baby crying.
Ding Peng's master hurried down and saw the infant Ding Peng. He couldn't bear such a fragile life to perish in nature, so he took him back to Jiange privately.
After discussing with the two elders, the master of the Jiange Pavilion decided to keep Ding Peng in the Jiange Pavilion. Although the disciple had already made an internal decision, the sudden arrival of the baby might be God's will?
Ding Peng’s master is called Sword Slave in the Sword Pavilion! Otherwise, when cleaning the Sword Pavilion, there will be footprints of the Sword Slave on the three peaks. The Sword Slave is a veteran in the Sword Pavilion. There is hard work without credit, hard work without hard work, and fatigue without hard work.
, so even if his strength cannot break through the second level and he becomes a waste, many underachieving disciples have already surpassed him.
However, Jiange never kicked him out and at least gave him a place to live. He only had to clean Jiange in return.
Of course, because of the low status of the sword slave, Ding Peng also became a low-status person. Also because of his low status, he was always bullied. No one came to help Ding Peng. When he was a child, no one had any contact with martial arts, so it was just children who fought.
That's all.
But Ding Peng has always been difficult to defeat with two fists and is often bullied, and it is difficult for Sword Slave to help him. After all, the achievements of these children will not be low in the future. If you offend them now, if you hold a grudge, won't there be more troubles in the future?
Among them, the ones who like to bully Ding Peng the most are the fourth and fifth senior brothers, Jianqi and Jiangang. In order to show their strength, they always bully Ding Peng, but Ding Peng has a character that refuses to admit defeat.
This is like dry firewood meeting fierce fire. The more he refuses to admit defeat, the more they bully him. The more he bullies him, the more he refuses to accept it. This creates a vicious cycle.
Knowing the sword energy, when Jian Gang started to learn martial arts, he had no time to bully Ding Peng, but Ding Peng's strength could not be improved, and he could only sigh in his heart.
But today, when they saw their junior sister was shocked and curious about Ding Peng, Jian Qi and Jian Gang felt unhappy. They didn't expect that their junior sister, who they both respected like a god, would be curious about a useless person. It seemed necessary to warn him.
This trash lets him know how much he weighs.
Jiange is located in the blessed land of Baoshan, and the natural wonders often make people sigh. It is obviously sunny here, but it is drizzling on the other side of the mountain, just like two worlds.
As the drizzle continues, the clouds and mist seem to be afraid of being caught by the rain, so they avoid them one after another, forming scenes of natural wonders that make people linger and marvel.
Anyone who comes to the Three Peaks of Jiange will be amazed and amazed, and express their admiration and praise for the founder of Jiange who chose such a paradise.
At this time, Ding Peng patted his belly with satisfaction. During the battle with the meal, Ding Peng finally defeated the meal and won the final victory. The satisfied Ding Peng planned to go out to help his master clean the courtyard.
After all, Ding Peng couldn't stand it if the master had to do so much work by himself. Although he was a cultivator and would not feel too tired, at least Ding Peng still had to do what he could.
‘Where is Ding Peng? Come out.’ At this time, the sound of sword energy came from far away.
Ding Peng frowned. It seemed that these two people were causing trouble again. "What's the matter?" Although they were not their opponents, Ding Peng didn't have a good look towards them.
‘Peng’er, try to be patient for a while.’ The sword slave said.
Sword slaves have long been accustomed to Jian Qi and Jian Gang bullying them. Instead of resisting, it is better to endure, because the gap in strength cannot be made up by anger.
‘I know.’ Ding Peng was unhappy, but he didn’t want to go against his master’s wishes.
At this time, there was a small courtyard house, and the surrounding buildings were actually small Chinese classical bungalows. However, the ones above were not made of bricks and tiles, but made of some special plants. In this way, they could not only protect from rain, but also block sunlight.
Not only that, it's also very cool in summer.
This is Tian Jianfeng's guest room. The ground is paved with small stone slabs. Occasionally there are some clouds and mist floating in the air. It feels like being in a fairyland, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
There are also some stone sword sculptures around. These are the handiwork of the founder of the sect in the past. The sword pavilion is a very special existence on the Five Elements Continent.
Everything practiced here seems incompatible with the Five Elements Continent, and because of this, it occupies a place above the Five Elements Continent. However, there are not many disciples of the sect, so Jiange has never been a famous sect, but it is quite famous, because the disciples will go down the mountain after all.
Experience.
"What's the matter? Is this the way you talk to your senior brother?" Jian Qingqing asked. This condescending and commanding tone made Ding Peng raise his eyebrows. "Don't forget that you are younger than me, and you are better at entering the mountains than me."
"Wan, please don't call me senior brother in front of me."
‘What did you say?’ When Jian Qi heard this, his anger boiled over. This waste would resist and talk back to him every time. It seemed that this time he wanted to teach Ding Peng a lesson and let him know what the gap in strength was.
"Okay, Fourth Senior Brother, don't bother arguing with this kind of trash, just teach him a lesson." Jian Gang said ferociously, and coupled with his crooked nose, it was indescribably disgusting.
"Don't mess around, Jian Qi Jian Gang, be careful and I will tell the Pavilion Master." The sword slave said sternly.
Seeing Jian Nu's stern expression, Jian Gang and Jian Qi looked at each other and laughed loudly, "Jian Nu, Jian Nu, I'm afraid you don't understand the identity gap between you and us. You are just a handyman.
What's the use of telling the pavilion master? And do you think you are still young? You have to tell your elders about anything? Ah? Hahaha.'
"Don't insult my master." Ding Peng said angrily. He can insult himself, he can beat and scold himself, but he must not let his master be insulted. His master has been kind to him and he has always treated him like a father.
How can you tolerate insults from others?
'Insult? I still want to take action!' At this time, the sword energy suddenly moved, like a floating shadow, and the surrounding clouds and mist quickly moved out of the way, fearing that the body of the sword energy would be knocked away and disappear in place.
'Huh?' Ding Peng was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party would actually take action as soon as he said it. Ding Peng's true energy was only at the first level, and the sword slave was only at the second level. Although the sword energy was not powerful among the five disciples,
, but it is also close to the fifth level. With such a gap, the sword slave has no room to resist.
Bang... The sword slave spurted blood and flew out. Before Ding Peng could get angry, he heard a voice in his ear, "Where do you want to go?" Suddenly, Ding Peng felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and there was something there.
Invaded.
‘Wow!!’ There was no blood vomiting, but Ding Peng started retching.
After the fourth brother's sword energy hit the sword slave, he said proudly, "Two losers, you, Ding Peng, don't come within a mile of us, otherwise I will see you once and beat you once. Do you understand?" Seeing Jian Qi's arrogant look
, as if what he defeated was not a sword slave, but the top master in the mainland.
"Fourth Senior Brother, if we want to teach them a lesson this time, we must make them afraid, so as not to waste our time every time." Jian Gang obviously still has unfulfilled intentions and does not intend to give up.
'You... you...' At this time, Ding Peng's eyes were blood red and his head was blank. Seeing his master's expression of vomiting blood, Ding Peng was about to lose his mind.
But suddenly a cold voice appeared, "Stop."
‘Second Senior Brother?’ At this time, an extremely handsome man wearing white clothes walked over. His cold eyes seemed to have no emotion at all, and his slow steps showed his good cultivation.
This person is the second senior brother of Jiange: Jian Yu. His handsomeness is cold, while Ding Peng's handsomeness is melancholy, completely different auras, and there is a subtle collision here.