Chapter 223 Apprentice! Medium

"Bastard!"

Hao Jian's face was unusually ugly, and his anger made his handsome eyebrows tightly frown together.

Looking at Hao Jian's sudden transformation, Qi Mo and the three looked at Hao Jian puzzledly.

"Wow... Aoki's bastard!"

Hao Jian exhaled deeply, and then his eyes looked fierce and gritted his teeth.

"Aokizong?"

Chen Yun asked curiously.

Just now, it was also mentioned that Qingmuzong was the sworn anti-e of Binglanzong. Looking at Hao Jian's face, it is not difficult to imagine that Qingmuzong must have made some kind of moth. The three of them looked strangely, and now this proves that?

"Well, these bastards of Aoki Sect, when the disciples in our sect fought with Dark Warcraft, they actually sold the disciples who attacked our sect!"

Hao Jian said coldly.

"Dark Warcraft?!"

Zimo frowned, and when Hao Jian mentioned the four words 'Dark Warcraft', Qi Mo's heart suddenly jumped, making him ask.

"Well, Dark Warcraft is a race different from monsters. At the time of the Millennium Sect War, Dark Warcraft also existed with the monster family. However, in that battle, they did something to my Western Regions that were unacceptable to human monks. Therefore, in the Western Regions, Dark Warcraft was hunted. Killing and enslaved, the two races can be said to be jealous!"

Hao Jian explained.

Zimo nodded thoughtfully.

Chen Yun and Su Su have no position on this. Obviously, as people in the Western Regions, they still know about this.

"Well, let's talk about it later. Let's go. Fang is my master's message, and only three of you are missing new disciples.

After saying that, Hao Jian took the lead in stepping forward.

Chen Yun and Su Su also followed together. After Xiao Li could enter Su Su's body, she did not show her figure again.

"Another thousand years ago... How many sects were involved in that sect war... Isn't it only the Eastern Region?"

Zimo muttered, but did not procrastinate and followed closely.

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*****

The vein of heaven destroys the heavenly temple.

In the quiet and solemn hall, at the head of the hall, in the middle, a ice-blue throne sits down. On it, a middle-aged man in white dressed in an elegant robe sits on it. The man is about 40, and his eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts. When he is very divine, he gives people a cold back. Weird feeling.

At the first level of the throne, four thrones that are slightly inferior to the ice-blue throne are opposite each other, protecting the ice-blue throne with the momentum of horns.

On the seat, on the left side of the ice blue throne, a middle-aged fat man with a solemn expression and a little fat body lay thickly on the seat.

The outside is the icy expression, but from time to time when he looks at the entrance outside the hall, it can be seen that his mood at this time is not as calm as on his face.

On his right hand, there is an old man who is about 50 years old with a beard. He has an urgent face. The old man wears a black and white yin and yang robe, and a very delicate four-legged tripod is printed on it.

In the end, she was a gorgeous woman, dressed in a light blue dress, with a faint smile on her face, a smiling face, without any messy emotions, which made people feel happy.

After the four people, there were dozens of elders who kept whispering to nearly 100 young disciples of His Highness, and the commenters in twos and threes, made a sigh and exclamation from time to time.

The nearly 100 disciples under

did not dare to say anything, but their expressions were different, and the four main members looking at the hall were full of expectations in their eyes.

"Lao San?"

At the moment, when everyone was thinking separately, the man sitting on the ice blue throne turned his eyes to Bing Li and spoke gently.

"Master, they are here."

Bing Li saw that the suzerain mentioned it again and had to say it again.

"Hmm."

Lu Xiao, the patriarch of Binglan, frowned slightly, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes, but there were too many expressions, and he answered faintly.

"Hey, third brother, your precious disciple, let us old guys wait with a group of kids, but it's quite your style!"

The old man in black and white yin and yang robe couldn't help saying strangely after hearing the fierce words.

"Old man, you are thinking about your elixir again, right? It won't be bad for a while."

Bing Li rolled his eyes at the old man and curled his lips.

"That's it! Bai Lao, you can't break your Danding~"

The woman in light blue clothes also said.

"Well, just sing and make peace. If you have the ability, don't look for me for a hundred alchemy and alchemy."

For Bing Li and Qingfeng's words, Bai alchemy shook his beard, moved the corners of his mouth, and said proudly.

"Cut, you're in a hurry. Look how calm Brother Bi Feng is."

Qingfeng looked at the sleeping middle-aged fat man sitting on the seat with her eyes narrowed.

However, for the conversation between the three people, the middle-aged fat man did not notice at all, still half lying on the seat without any movement.

Seeing this, Qingfeng and the old man in black had no choice but to smile. This guy is always like this...

When Bing Li looked at the middle-aged fat man, a complex color crossed his eyes.

"Ha ha, well, you guys are really unhappy if you don't quarrel. The eldest is not young, and the younger generation is watching."

Lu Xiao shook his head helplessly and said to the three people under the seat.

"Hey, we old guys are used to it~ If we don't say a few words, I don't have much time for alchemy."

Bai alchemy smiled twice and said.

"Well, suzerain, don't say, I've been used to it for so many years."

Qingfeng also nodded with deep emotion.

"Yes, I'm used to it."

Bing Li added a sentence.

After saying that, the three guys looked at each other and smiled heartily. Everyone has been together for many years. They are all used to these!

"Eh... I'm used to listening..."

While waiting for everyone to calm down, Bi Feng, who had been morgue, pumped his almost invisible nose on his fat face, sighed softly, and then said in a helpless tone.

Everyone is quiet.

Half a day.

"You guy, don't cheat the corpse a few times if you have nothing to do, okay?! For so many years, I can't adapt to your surprise.

The alchemy eyes turned straight, and he pinched the small eight-character Hu and muttered.

"Brother Feng, you are the same. For so many years, you still can't change such a habit. Don't say any of us~"

Qingfeng's voice is very charming, with less clear spirit and more texture, but the voice under the laughter is extremely in the ears.

"That's it! That's right!"

A hundred old men echoed.

"Haha..."

At this time, Bi Feng also opened her eyes and laughed with several people.

Looking at several of his elders so happy, Lu Xiao also smiled comfortably and couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth.

It hasn't been many years since Lu Wei took over Binglan Sect. Bi Feng and others are all old suzerains, that is, Lu Xiao's father's generation, and now they can be said to be the pillars of the whole Binglan Sect. Now there are four generations of disciples of Binglan Sect. Lu Xiao is the third generation of disciples, while the four Bi Feng and some elders in the sect are the second generation. As for Hao Jian and others, they are the fourth generation of disciples.

In the Binglan Sect, except for Lu Xiao, there are no three generations of disciples in the sect. The whole generation of disciples disappeared a hundred years ago. Except for the real core of the Binglan Sect, no one knows the reason. Therefore, the second generation of disciples directly accept the fourth vein disciples. For example, Bing Li, except for elders and deacons, they all belong to Bingli disciples. However, in order to pull Opening a certain gap and inspiring the practice of disciples, among the disciples, they are divided into outer disciples, inner disciples and countless four generations of disciples that make crazy true disciples!

You should know that only the true disciples can really be regarded as the disciples of the four major veins, because the true disciples can only be faxed to the disciples!

The disciples of the outer sect have to practice by themselves. The sect provides some skills and limited cultivation resources. The disciples of the inner sect have a regular guidance meeting every six months, as well as the skills that are better than the outer disciples and many cultivation resources.

Lu Xiao inherited his father's business, that is, the old patriarch of Binglan Sect. Binglan Sect has lost the glory of thousands of years ago, so the Binglan patriarchs of all generations want to recreate the glory of the sect!

Seeing such a harmonious scene, Lu Wei was extremely happy, because the depression caused by the conflict with Aoki Sect was a little less.

"Hang Jian, a disciple of the fourth generation of Binglan Sect, asked to meet with three brothers and sisters."

When several old guys were laughing, an extremely loud voice came in at the door of the palace.

Wo!

Your Highness's disciples turned their eyes and looked at the entrance of the temple gate.

Lu Xiao, Bing Li and others also stopped talking and looked out with a smile in their eyes.

PS: It's late. There is another update.