da qian cheng dao

Chapter 49 Difficulty

"I pretended to be me. I'll give you some respect, and you can start pretending to be an old man." When Sun Hu heard Jing Ping's words, he immediately closed his respect and suddenly smiled, which was rude and ironic.

"I'm the old man~ If you don't accept it, you can pretend to be the old man. You don't have that ability, haha." Jing Ping shook his head proudly. If the senior officials in the door saw Jing Ping like this, one by one must be stunned. They didn't expect that a fairy with spells would be so shameless.

Sun Hu looked at the other party's complacency and quickly stimulated a few words, and Jing Ping became more complacent. The two laughed for a while. Sun Hu put away the color of the joke and began to say to Jing Ping solemnly, "I'm here to find you. In fact, I'm entrusted."

"I know, isn't it just a few high-level officials in the door who sent you to explore my bottom?" When Jing Ping heard Sun Hu's words, he curled the corners of his mouth and said carelessly.

"As long as you understand, haha, I knew you knew better than me. Is it possible to want me to trick you?" Sun Hu immediately relaxed.

"But Jing Ping, what on earth are you thinking? Anyway, I'm with you. No matter what you do, I support your decision." Sun Hu then said half jokingly and half seriously.

When Jing Ping heard this, he didn't say anything. He directly threw the "Pure Yang formula" on the seat to Sun Hu, and said at the same time:

"Don't say that I'm not interesting enough. My spells are all practiced from this book. Can you practice it? I can't guarantee this. You can think about it."

Sun Hu stretched out his hand and accurately grasped the secret book of "Pure Yang Tips", but when Sun Hu looked at the three words on the cover, he immediately looked bitter.

"I have practiced this thing for a long time, and I can't practice it at all. Which entry-level disciple has never tried to practice this. It is said that he can become a fairy. Unfortunately, we don't have that qualification. I didn't expect that you really practiced it. I thought it was a lie if I couldn't practice it at the beginning, but I didn't expect that it was a living example. The son is in front of me!"

"I'm Li Zi, then you are a dumpling~~" Jing Ping heard Sun Hu's exclamation and jokingly said.

When Sun Hu heard this sentence, he didn't respond for a long time.

After a while, he said, "Jing Ping, if you become an immortal, will it be difficult for us to meet in the future? You are so young, your inner strength has reached the peak of the cultivation period, and you can also know fairy magic. In this small world, it is impossible to bind you. Besides, immortals are immortal. At that time, I will be gone, and you still Alive, hey."

Jing Ping was silent. He really didn't know how to answer Sun Hu's question.

Yes, if he becomes an immortal, what about his relatives? Who will take care of it? In fact, these problems are also lingering in his heart, and he has not figured out how to do it for the time being.

Jing Ping and Sun Hu were silent one after another.

"That's all. What to do about such a disappointing thing, let's discuss what you want to do next." After a long time, Sun Hu broke the atmosphere of silence and said a word.

Jing Ping began to laugh brightly when he heard the words, and he was more satisfied with this friend.

People are selfish, and others are not as good as their own. Now Jing Ping has become a fairy, but his good friend Sun Hu does not have this qualification and opportunity. If he is an ordinary person, no matter how good a friend is, he will be a little jealous in the face of things that surpasses him, and this jealousy will change deeper and deeper over time. In the end, he even did some stupid things, but Sun Hu was different.

Although Sun Hu is also a little jealous, he is straightforward and honest. If he has nothing to say, he will not say anything because his friends surpass him. If Sun Hu doesn't say anything when he comes in today, but with admiration and congratulations, then Jing Ping will definitely It will raise the heart of preparedness. After all, no one wants to live an immortality. However, since Sun Hu said so generously, Jing Ping immediately became happy. At the same time, he secretly made up his mind. Although he could not help Sun Hu reach the realm of immortals, Jing Ping would definitely do his best to make his friends stand. The highest peak of force in the world, because he has only had such a friend since he was a child.

Looking at Jing Ping's bright smile, Sun Hu only felt a chill rising behind his back and immediately said:

"You smile. It's weird. I'm not a big girl and little daughter-in-law. Go."

"Okay, don't make any noise. Let's talk about business. Tomorrow morning, I will meet with the senior management in the door. Let's talk about the specifics there." Jing Ping said casually.

"Hey hey, with your words, I'll be fine. You don't know. The group of people in the door are pestering me all day long, making me feel like being too emperor. I can't be annoyed all day." Sun Hu also smiled and answered.

"Are you the emperor? Who is the emperor? It can't be me!" Jing Ping immediately seemed to be serious.

"Hey hey, yes, yes, the emperor is too busy. They can't see it. They can only see me, the emperor, haha," Sun Hu said with a smile again.

Jing Ping raised his hand and shouted in a low voice. A small air bomb rose up and hit Sun Hu.

"Ouch! He Fang's evil, how could he make the demon attack me!" Sun Hu shouted loudly and said like a god.

Next, Jing Ping and Sun Hu played around for a long time. Jing Ping even used spells to fight with Sun Hu. Of course, the power was reduced by countless times, but this alone made Sun Hu envious for a long time. When he saw the spell, he left him.

The two played until sunset, and then Sun Hu left Jingping's yard and reported to the high-level officials in the door.

Jing Ping stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked at Sun Hu's departure. After a long time, he suddenly smiled, and then closed the door and entered the house.

The next morning, the sun had risen. Jing Ping opened the courtyard door, came out in a big way, and walked leisurely to the Zhenwu Hall in the door.

Inside the Zhenwu Hall, a group of high-level officials have all sat down, and Sun Hu is also in it. These high-level officials looked serious and majestic, but they kept making small movements, but they betrayed their hearts.

Some people keep drinking water, some people keep shaking their legs, and some people keep scratching their hair.

Only Sun Hu didn't care about it. Instead, he looked at the small movements of these people and felt funny.

"Jing Xianren is arriving!"

Suddenly, everyone in the Zhenwu Hall stopped their small movements in an instant and began to sit up steadily.

On the contrary, Jing Ping, when he heard the call of the fairy, he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Please!" A gentle voice came, and as soon as Jing Ping heard it, he knew that it was the voice of the doorkeeper Yan Ming.

The door of the hall was slowly opened, and Jing Ping casually walked into the hall and looked at the people in the hall.

There are really a lot of people, old and young. It is estimated that there will be more than 50 people anyway.

Because his fierceness was still there eight days ago, he couldn't help lowering his head. Only Sun Hu made a grimace at him when he lowered his head.

Jing Ping suppressed his smile and continued to maintain an indifferent look, looking at the person with the highest seat, Yan Ming.

"A seat!" Master Yan had already shouted before Jing Ping's eyes could reach him, which made Jing Ping embarrassed to show his prestige.

"Wait!" At the moment when the seat was taken up, a discordant voice appeared, which directly made the disciple who moved the stool stop and could not advance or retreat.

Everyone looked at the place where this discordant sound was made.

Horse protection!

The face of the owner of Yanmen looked very ugly, but he was ugly with a trace of expectation. It seemed that he had long expected that the horse punishment would be difficult, but he didn't expect it to start so soon. He gave up his seat, and the horse torture directly interrupted. Isn't this a decline in his prestige?

However, these are all discussed dramas. Master Yan's hand waved secretly, and the disciple who moved the seat immediately understood and quietly retreated.

"Jingping, the sixth generation of Yaogu disciple of Zhenwumen!" Ma Xing read a sentence loudly.

Jing Ping looked at the performance of these people and felt very interesting. Hearing the other party's seemingly majestic reading, he arched his hands casually, did not salute, and replied:

"There!"

An answer made the owner of Yan and most of the high-level officials present happy.