[05] The disciple of Yuezun
Yun Xiaoxian was tied up tightly, and seven or eight disciples took turns to carry it. After a while, he was finally carried back to the cliff. Looking at the people who were tired from the ground in front of him, he spoke in anger: "How do you teach you on weekdays? If you don't know the background, don't mess with me, don't talk nonsense. Who is that person? That's the big Buddha!"
Chongwen, who was panting on the ground, scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Master, she went into the valley to seize the Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass a hundred years ago, so you tied her up with a rope to tie her up."
When he saw his compatriots and junior brothers, he looked at Yun Xiaoxian's face getting darker, and his senior brother Chongwu shook and stared at him hard.
"This time she came again, and I just heard from the master's passionate statement that he would definitely capture this evil alive..."
"Stop!" Yun Xiaoxian stared at him with a beard and stared at him, jumping a few times: "Who do you think that is?! In the battle of the wasteland, in the military tent, a Fuxi piano, a string, and a song. Can you catch the great god who slaughtered 100,000 people from the demon army from 800 miles away?!"
Chongwen was stunned for a moment and muttered in a low voice: "I'm not talking about this..."
Seeing that he seemed to be going to continue talking, Chongwu hurriedly roared at the top of his voice: "What should I do now?"
This sudden roar scared Yun Xiaoxian, stared at him with wide eyes, and then blew for a while: "What can I do?! I'll provide for it!"
A hundred years ago, the battle in the Wasteland had not yet started, so she hurriedly came to seek a Ganoderma lucidum. At that time, Yun Xiaoxian would never have imagined that the arrogant and domineering little girl would be the great god who would later lead the Immortal Sect coalition to save the Heavenly Tribe and the Feather Clan in the water and fire.
Thinking of this, Yun Xiaoxian couldn't stop sweating in his head.
It's so difficult. A hundred years ago, I offended her a lot to protect her...
Now that she is tied up in many ways, it can be considered a cause and effect.
Soon, I heard that a group of young disciples who were very close to each other were crying and making noises to meet my master and senior brother.
One of the guys who became fat as a ball, shouting the most.
The sounds came one after another, making Yun Xiaoxian's head hurt.
"Chongwu, go and see what's going on."
Soon after, he returned, bowed to Yun Xiaoxian and said, "The younger generations fought with the same servant, and they lost and complained."
"I lost a fight with a servant? Is there any face to come and complain? Hurry up and go!"
Chongwu pursed his lips awkwardly: "It was said that he had been broken by a scammer."
Yun Xiaoxian was shocked and broke his leg. This was a rare thing in Medicine King Valley.
The children of Yaowang Gu all carry the heart sutra of concentration painted by a senior disciple, which can be activated when they are about to be injured to protect their bodies from damage. They are used to practice and practice.
If you want to hurt a person with a heart sutra, your cultivation must be higher than the person who draws him.
But now he was broken by a small servant, which made Yun Xiaoxian confused.
The servants in the valley were all without cultivation. How did they break his disciple's legs?
He pondered for a moment and said, "Go and bring that little servant."
Fu Chen, who overturned a group of young senior brothers, was standing leisurely in the hall of the Medicine Storage Pavilion. A bottle of fine gold-creation medicine was asking for the two gold coins he had just heated up.
The servant who collected money was like he had never seen money. He bit him several times before he confirmed that he was a real guy. He turned to the back of the house incredibly. Soon, a group of people came and surrounded Fu Chen in the middle.
His eyes narrowed, "Aren't it, come again?"
Laughed dryly, and put your hands on your chest.
This Medicine King Valley is also interesting. If you want to do it, you have to talk about it first and find a high-sounding reason for yourself. Fu Chen looked like he was beating like a show, and was waiting for the people in the circle of people who had high-level disciple cards to speak.
Sure enough, he took the gold coin and walked up to him, questioned condescendingly and righteously: "Where did this thing steal?"
steal?
Fu Chen sneered: "Is it still possible to steal the money for buying a bottle of Jinchuang medicine?"
"Stop it. The salary of a high-level disciple is only thirty silver coins a year. Why do you, a low-level servant, have a gold coins!"
Oh, it turns out that he was framed again.
Fu Chen glanced at the servant who had just collected the money and snorted in his nose.
Jinchuang Medicine, two gold coins per bottle, is interesting.
He glanced at the person in front of him and sneered: "You only have thirty silver coins a year, and you can't make a gold in three years. Who do you think I stole?"
After being retorted like this, the person who had just attacked was a little embarrassed. After holding it in for a long time, he waved his hand: "Tie it up! Send it to the master to deal with it!"
On the other hand, Zhao Yue took the boss's efforts to throw the medicinal materials into the melting pot, and it took ten or eight days to take out the finished product.
She had just left, and after walking a few steps, she saw a group of people from afar, carrying a very familiar figure with a large tie.
The two foxes looked disdainful, and they really deserved a beating.
Zhao Yue looked at them as if she was watching the fun. She caught a disciple and asked, "Hey, what's going on?"
The man saw that it was the ancient Yuezun, and he spoke for a long time: "Chu, Chu Yao Pavilion caught a thief and stole gold coins."
This is a new thing. This prince of the dog has such skills?
It's probably designed again.
Zhaoyue chuckled and followed the group of people toward the cliff.
"Master, I've brought it." Chongwu raised his hand, and the disciple behind him took him to Yun Xiaoxian, kicked him in the back knee, and Fu Chen knelt heavily on the ground.
Yun Xiaoxian glanced at the fox clan kneeling in front of him, with a pair of white ears and ragged clothes, but his eyes were very cunning, like a stagnant water in the cold pond. Looking at it for two more times, it felt like falling into an ice cellar.
He looked carefully and felt that the servant in front of him seemed to be surrounded by a fairy spirit, which was very unusual.
But he couldn't remember that there was such an extraordinary person in Medicine King Valley.
Zhaoyue went up the steps, looked at the child who was crying and screaming, looked at the fat man who had broken legs and was still howling with the loudest voice. He endured it for a long time before he didn't laugh out loud.
"It's him! I injured my junior disciple of Medicine King Valley and stole gold coins from somewhere!"
Chongwu said fiercely, holding the gold coin high in his hand.
There was an uproar everywhere.
Fu Chen looked at the person in front of him coldly and snorted coldly.
Yun Xiaoxian saw it and asked in a gentle tone: "Are you willing to explain?"
This sentence made the disciples of the Medicine King Valley confused. They were in an uproar just now, and they all became quiet at this moment.
It is rare to see a master saying that he is gentle, but he is actually treating a thief.
Zhaoyue stood not far away and looked at Yun Xiaoxian, known as the number one official institution in the world. Although the things she made were not satisfactory, her head was obviously still working. Her gentle tone must have noticed something was strange.
A small servant was surrounded by immortal mist. If he had not cultivated the highest level of divine level, he would have to be blessed by divine grace.
By chance, this guy takes up all of them.
Fu Chen looked at him with a soft tone, squinted his eyes, and spit out two words in a straightforward manner: "I don't want to."
This made Yun Xiaoxian difficult.
I don’t know which god is the blessing of it, but what if I annoy someone I can’t afford to offend?
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk." Seeing that the situation was almost done, Zhaoyue knew it was time to come out to clear the situation, and walked from behind the crowd: "On the surface, it is a servant in your Medicine King Valley, and behind the scenes, I am the closed disciple of the Lord. I give some pocket money and I am being suppressed by someone as a thief. It's a bit."
The eyes glanced at Fu Chen who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, and there was a strong attitude that you had to recognize even if you recognized or not.
In front of everyone, he forcibly accepted the world's number one apprentice.
I feel secretly happy.
Looking at her smiling face, Yun Xiaoxian felt sweaty.
Chapter completed!