Chapter 1911 Stealing Teachers

The others followed Zhu Junfeng back to Changsheng Academy. Jidong flew up to a hillside, stood with his hands behind his back, and quietly watched the Liaojiang River flowing rapidly. The water of the Liaojiang River seemed to be thousands of years ago. Although the waves were small, they were not dead. Beneath the small waves is an incomparably turbulent undercurrent, and this turbulent undercurrent cannot be clearly seen by Hitomi Aoki and Divine Sense.

The turmoil in Changsheng Town did not affect Xiao Hua in Jiangchao Temple. Xiao Hua sat on the futon and tempered the earth crystal milk in meditation. . Although there are still some black anaconda corpses in Xiao Hua's space, which also have a corrosive effect on this kind of crystal milk, but the stingy Xiao Hua is not willing! This is all the aura of heaven and earth, and it is disrespectful to heaven and earth to waste a little bit of it! He can only move it bit by bit like ants move a house, and turn it into a part of his cultivation.

"Now that I have arrived in the Hidden Immortal Continent, maybe I can find my own life experience!" Xiao Hua thought to himself while cultivating, "Since Xiao has the Eighteenth Level of Qi Refining Technique, it is obviously different from Xiaoyu Continent. And this Tibetan The Taoist skills in the Immortal Continent are also different from those in the Xiaoyu Continent, and the classification of low-level realms is completely different. It is very similar to Xiao Mou’s cultivation. Maybe Xiao Mou is not from the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, but the interface of these three continents! Sending Xiao back is just to fulfill Xiao's dream of going home!"

"Of course, if Xiao can't find a home here, he must try his best to improve his cultivation and go back to Xiaoyu Continent. Presumably the two immortals from Xianle School and Shengxianmen will know something! "Xiao Hua thought of this, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes again.

The restless one besides Xiao Hua is Xiao Jian. Xiao Jian tonight seemed to be sitting on top of the waves. It was thrown into the air all of a sudden, and it fell again all of a sudden. Even now there is no peace. Because he really can't figure out Xiao Hua's cultivation base! While doubting Xiao Hua's origin, he also believed in Xiao Hua's innocence; on the one hand, he overestimated Xiao Hua's cultivation base, and on the other hand, he doubted his own overestimation! After all, Xiao Jian didn't notice Xiao Hua's Divine Sense, let alone Xiao Hua's true qi, he didn't really believe that the innately dead meridians with blocked meridians could cultivate true qi! But obviously, Xiao Hua can make magical pills, and it can be seen that he has divine sense, and his background is by no means simple!

But. What made Xiao Jian go crazy was that this kind of Taoist monk with a not simple background didn't even know the ninth grade twenty-seventh grade of Yuanli in the Three Continents! With his wisdom, he didn't know whether Xiao Hua was studying himself or he really didn't understand.

Rather than wanting to be called Fellow Daoist Xiao Hua, Xiao Jian might as well say that he really wanted to be called Senior Xiao Hua; but instead of Xiao Hua wanting to be called Fellow Daoist Xiao Hua by his real name, he still wanted to be called Fellow Daoist Xiao Hua; , Yuan Ya alone can no longer play a role, he has to rely on only Xiao Hua now, and Xiao Hua is the only one who can rely on Xiao Jian and Yuan Ya not to be expelled from the embarrassment of Changsheng Town.

Contrasted with Xiao Jian's distracting thoughts. Yuan Ya is much simpler. This guy was sleeping soundly while hugging the branches of the banyan tree, and the hala that he left along with the smile on his face fell up and down, almost touching a banyan fruit! If the townspeople flocking to Jiangchao Temple tomorrow to pick fairy fruits know that what they regard as a panacea has actually been stained with Yuan Ya's halazi, I don't know if they will knock Yuan Ya down on the ground, step on ten thousand feet and die Regardless of Yuan Ya's happiness at night because he dreamed that he was worshiping Xiao Hua as his teacher?

The night passed quickly.

It wouldn't be delayed for a moment because of the death of a few fishermen in Liao Jiang. When the morning sun appeared and the sunlight fell through the banyan tree into the Taoist temple, Xiao Jian's heart was even more lifted, if it wasn't because of the divine sense that he couldn't use it often. He had already released his divine sense, he really wanted to know. Did the excitement of Jiangchao Temple last night attract the attention of the townspeople of Changsheng Town, and can they turn their eyes and devotion from Xiaojin Temple to Jiangchao Temple? Worst of all, there is no need for him, the representative of Jiangchao Temple, the descendant of Taoism to show his face in the lively places of Changsheng Town to set up a stall to sell divination, right?

Listening to the chirping of the birds flying over the banyan tree at some time, Xiao Jian glanced at the small gate of the Taoist temple from time to time, always ready to be overwhelmed by the influx of people! It's a pity, after watching a meal, the small door didn't even make a "creaking" sound. First, the melodious sound of birds chirping made Xiao Jian feel noisy.

"That's not right!" Suddenly, Xiao Jian came to his senses, since when are there birds in his Jiangchao Temple? Yuan Ya, who grew up in the jungle, saw that bird as a delicacy! Especially when Yuan Ya didn't have enough copper coins to buy meat buns, because Xiao Jian and Yuan Ya got the Jiangchao Temple, there was no sound of birds chirping in the early morning of the Jiangchao Temple!

"How could there be birds today? Ya... Has his teeth been blocked by meat buns?" Xiao Jian suddenly had a bad feeling.

When he rushed to the West Wing Room in a hurry, Xiao Hua, who was sitting quietly there, had long since disappeared.

"Grandma's, the two of you won't elope!!" Xiao Jian became anxious immediately, although he didn't clear up his doubts about Xiao Hua all night long, but think about it... If there is no Xiao Hua by his side, he seems to be in a hurry. There is no relying on it! It's like when I was alone in the past, there was no Yuan Ya!

Xiao Jian rushed out of the Taoist temple in a more hasty manner than before, until he saw Xiao Hua who was casting the Big Dipper Fist in the open space next to Jiang Chao Temple, and obediently lying behind a small tree in the distance, as if Yuan Ya, who was peeping like a leopard, suddenly lost his heart!

"Hehe, this sunshine is really beautiful!" Xiao Jian looked at the rising sun in the distance, took a deep breath, raised his hands and stretched his waist, pretending to dance a few times like a gourd painting, and opened his mouth to scold , "What a worthless person! Can a small tree be able to stand up to your fat body? Since you want to steal a lesson, you should blatantly steal it! Why hide it like this?"

Xiao Jian's words frightened the chirping birds on the banyan tree into the air, and with the birds flying up, there was naturally that Yuan Ya, who had a trace of shame on his face, and his hands and feet climbed swiftly. Going up to the small tree, the whole body rushed to the top of the banyan tree with a "huh" by the elasticity of the branches, and then hid the whole body among the branches.

"Hehe~" Xiao Hua naturally had an insight into the appearance of this pair of masters and apprentices, secretly laughed in his heart, and ignored them. Now he... is actually over two hundred years old, and he can really call himself an "Old Man", Xiao Jian and Yuan Ya are just two little dolls in front of him!

It's just that Xiao Hua is so tender-faced, and he also likes others to call him a young man.

The Beidou Shenquan unfolded one move at a time, and the slow but firm flow melted Tu Jingyao's milk little by little. Xiao Hua closed his eyes, enjoying the relaxation and tranquility very much. He doesn't seem to care about Yuan Ya's stealing teacher. If Beidou Shenquan can be learned so easily, can it still become a bone-hardening secret technique? Even though Yuan Ya, who had fled, still showed half of his eyes on the banyan tree, and there was fire in those eyes, Xiao Hua didn't point him out at all.

Xiao Jian also couldn't imagine why Yuan Ya, who has always been unsophisticated, was so shy today and escaped back to the Taoist temple. He strolled in front of the Taoist temple for a while, and looked under Jiang Chaoling from time to time, which was already a crowded avenue. It's a pity that the flow of these people is only limited to the main road, and none or half of them flow to Jiang Chaoguan.

"Ah~" Xiao Jian sighed, knowing that his dream was shattered, he shouted loudly, "Ya~ get the old man off, and go to town with this old man..."

Similarly, the words "Yes, Master" that Xiao Jian was accustomed to did not appear, but Yuan Ya asked in confusion: "Master, didn't we have so many copper coins yesterday? Why do we need to go to the town again?"

"Oh, by the way, Master wants to eat steamed stuffed buns, right? I... I'll go and buy them for Master after watching it for a while!"

"Idiot!" Xiao Jian had already entered the Taoist temple at this time, and scolded angrily, "What do you know! Do you know how to sit and eat the mountain? Although there are a lot of copper coins, they can't hold us back for a year or so! Fengshui in the Taoist temple is flourishing these days...how many more coppers will you earn?"

While talking, Xiao Jian hurried into the East Wing, and there was a crackling movement in the room, as if he was looking for his own things! There were quite a lot of people who came to the Taoist temple last night, and quite a few people rushed into Xiao Jian's living room in the east wing to search for the so-called elixir, even the box that Xiao Jian locked with a copper lock was pried open!

"Let's go~" What could Xiao Jian say? Inside the merit box is a pile of copper coins, much cuter than copper locks, but it only takes half a cup of tea, Xiao Jian has already tidied it up, it is still the Taoist robe, cloth pouch and bamboo pole!

"Ouch, Xiao Hua's Taoist robe!" Looking down at his Taoist robe, Xiao Jian suddenly remembered that the clothes Xiao Hua wore today were not the same as yesterday's, and they looked a little weird, different from his own! In particular, the fabric of the Taoist robe seems to be much more advanced than my own!

"Where did this guy get it? Look, he doesn't have anything...Grandma's, did he take the copper coins from the hall yesterday!" Xiao Jian suddenly came to his senses, and hurried to the hall to check, but the merit box was still there. It was locked, picked it up and weighed it a few times, and the weight was still the same, then looked viciously at the direction Xiao Hua was in, and put out the thought of looking for Xiao Hua to question him.

"Master, wait a little longer, I'll take a look..." Xiao Jian walked out of the hall, Yuan Ya's cautious voice came from the banyan tree.

"You idiot!" Xiao Jian scolded, "Come down quickly, how many times have you watched it! Still can't learn? It's not that people don't teach you, it's that you are not that kind of material at all! You are just a petty person!"

"Yes, Master~" Xiao Jian's familiar answer finally appeared! However, there was a kind of frustration in this tone, "It seems that I really don't deserve to practice with Master, but it's just one hundred and eight fists and kicks. The..." (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)