Volume Four Chapter 532 The Sword Is Hidden in the Smile

"Yue'er, how's your Demon Drinking Sword Technique? Are you sure that the outer sect will be promoted to the inner sect this time?" Yue Ling smiled happily when she saw her sister coming to her side.

Her face froze slightly, Yue'er hesitated for a while, but she still showed a rare relieved smile, nodded and said, "Don't worry, sister, it's fine."

On the other hand, Kui Lang also patted his son on the shoulder, and laughed loudly: "Just now, this time the outer door competition, you must be promoted smoothly, otherwise, you will fail the father's treatment of you. What a cultivation!"

"Don't worry, Daddy, I won't let you down!" With a flash of light in his eyes, the young man nodded with determination.

Seeing this scene, Kui Lang was also full of smiles, and looked at Yueling, both of them were smiling.

"Yueling, if you think my son and your sister face off on stage, who will win?" With a frown, Kui Lang looked at Yueling and laughed.

Lifting her head confidently, Yueling blurted out without hesitation: "It goes without saying, it's naturally my sister, Yue'er!"

"No, it must be my son. Although Yue'er is not weak, my son is stronger!" Shaking his head slowly, Kui Lang smiled and said boldly.

Yueling's eyes widened, and she glared angrily: "It must be my sister!"

"No, my son!"

"My sister!"

For a while, the two quarreled unknowingly, and they were blushing. Seeing this, Yue'er and the boy shrugged helplessly, shook their heads with a wry smile.

Now that the outer door competition has not started, what are you two fighting for, and it is not you who are playing!

At this time, Zhuo Fan did not know when, like a ghost, he came to them erratically, and in their fierce quarrel, he leisurely inserted a sentence: "Uh, I think it is possible that they will lose both. Higher. No one is much better than anyone else, you don't have to fight anymore, everyone is happy, right!"

Uh!

Suddenly, the two stopped arguing at the same time, and they looked at Zhuo Fan, who was angrily, and cursed in unison: "Go away!"

Unconsciously shrinking his neck, Zhuo Fan pouted his lips in disdain, and took a few steps back angrily.

Kui Lang looked at Zhuo Fan viciously, and said angrily: "Zhuo, your mouth is too bad, my son will have a big competition in the outer door soon, you won't say anything nice, curse him Failed?"

"That's right, if something happens to Yue'er this time, I will never let you go, no matter how deep your background is!" Yue Ling also had a fierce look in her eyes, like a tigress, looking at Zhuo Fan with gnashing teeth.

Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, Zhuo Fan said noncommittally: "It's my business, isn't it the first for you? In the martial arts competition between the two, it's either one defeat and one victory, or one victory and one defeat, and both losers are injured, can they still be two? Are people victorious?"

Forehead……

Wudi, the two were speechless again, and looked at each other, both gritted their teeth fiercely, snorted angrily, waved their robe sleeves, and couldn't say a word.

"Zhuofan, you're the only one who is so rude!" In the end, Kui Lang sighed helplessly, shook his head, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

If Zhuo Fan, the second-generation ancestor, does not leave again, he must be mad at this kid.

Yue'er looked at him and pouted, with a hint of anger on her face. Every time this kid meets, it doesn't matter if he makes himself angry, how can he be so angry with his sister?

And the young man was completely stunned when he saw such a strange scene.

His father, Kui Lang, used to be the best among the inner disciples.

But who is this young man in front of him? Obviously, his cultivation base is similar to the two of them. They are both cultivators of the Sky Profound Realm. But how dare he say nonsense in front of his father, and his father has nothing to do with him.

With his father's temper, this is really strange.

Looking at the appearance of the other handyman disciples cringing and standing in a row, Zhuo Fan was jumping around, making jokes, and laughing at the scene of the two bosses from time to time, which immediately formed a sharp contrast, but let him The heart is even more surprised.

"Uh... Father, this is..." Pointing in the direction of Zhuo Fan, the young man said strangely.

Kui Lang was sulking and didn't have time to pay attention to it, but Zhuo Fan laughed when he saw it, came to the young man, straightened his chest and said, "Hehehe...I am your father's senior brother now, Zhuo Fan. You are his son, just call me Uncle Zhuo!"

"Oh, Master Zhuo, junior Kui Gang, see..." The young man was stunned for a moment, and hurried to pay homage.

But when Kui Lang saw it, he hurriedly came to him, raised his hand to support his bowed body, and scolded: "Just now, how can you be so naive and easily deceived? This kid? He is a second-generation ancestor at all, and he has nothing to do with Lao Tzu, so what kind of uncle do you worship?"

Then, Kui Lang looked in the direction of Zhuo Fan angrily, and shouted: "Stinky boy, you are disrespectful to Lao Tzu and make fun of you, and Lao Tzu will endure it. But don't be too bullying, bullying others. On my son's head!"

"So what, I call you a brother, that's your blessing, maybe your son will cry and worship my uncle in the future, and then I'll say it again!" Shrugged indifferently, Zhuo Fanyi The deputy scorned and laughed out loud, and Kui Lang was flushed with anger, gnashing his teeth, but he was helpless.

Kui Gang was on the side, but he was already dumbfounded. If the young man in front of him is not his father's same generation, why did he keep making fun of him and his father could endure it? This is too strange.

Weird.

Only a group of disciples in the utility room knew the inside story and couldn't help but secretly laughed, and at the same time secretly gave Zhuo Fan a thumbs up.

Although Zhuo Fan is a mysterious second-generation ancestor who doesn't know his background, he is not deceiving in the utility room, and he is looking for two big bosses to be unlucky, which really gives them a bad breath to these handyman disciples who have been oppressed for many years. !

Seeing to see his son's thoughts, Kui Lang pulled Kui Gang over, pointed at Zhuo Fan with a solemn face, and said solemnly: "Ganger, take care of me, this kid is a man who entered the sect with the halo of his ancestors. The second-generation ancestor of the sect is not enterprising and mediocre. Even if you become an elder and deacon in the future, you will not have much promise, so don’t hang around with him and delay your future. Your achievements in the future will definitely be higher than him!”

Yueling also pulled Yue'er, pointed at Zhuo Fan, and urged thousands of words, all with contempt on his face.

Suddenly, Zhuo Fan became these two bosses and taught the next generation a negative teaching material.

However, Zhuo Fan didn't mind at all, sneered, and said with disdain: "What about the second ancestor of Lao Tzu, you are not the same, use a little power to buy training materials for the two of them? Humph...Human selfishness Endless, with power, it is natural to seek selfishness, otherwise why do you want power? You despise my second generation ancestor now, why don’t you want to be my second generation ancestor in your heart, and make a fortune wherever you go? Everyone is a demon cultivator What are you pretending to be arrogant, rushing to the big tail wolf!"

Although Zhuo Fan's noise was very light, it was unusually harsh. It was introduced into the ears of the two, causing them to stagnate for a while, not knowing how to argue.

After Kui Gang and Yue'er heard this, they looked at each other and nodded slightly. Although Zhuo Fan's words were arrogant and domineering, they were very reasonable, so they had to be convinced.

The person who is the most ruthless in people's mouths is not the person that people yearn for the most in their hearts?

It's just that people don't want to admit it, and they are jealous...

"Hey, don't make excuses, Yue'er and Gang'er are both well-qualified and diligent. It's natural to be promoted to the inner sect. We just do our best to help. It's not like you, the second generation ancestor, all day long. Eating and waiting for death, not thinking about making progress, not even practicing martial arts, can only survive in the Asura field by relying on high cultivation. If you continue like this, I am afraid that the person behind you will not wait for the man behind you to create a utility room for you. I'm going to die in the Shura Field!"

Kui Lang took a deep breath, pondered for a while, and cursed again, trying to gain face back. When Zhuo Fan heard it, he pouted his lips disdainfully, and sneered: "The superficial people, the martial arts are nothing but the things outside the body, not the main purpose of cultivation. Although I don't practice martial arts, but I am cultivating the mind. Wherever you are in your state of mind, you should be enlightened, improve your understanding of cultivation, martial arts, and exercises. This is the foundation of cultivation. You focus on bravery, but abandon the basics and chase the bottom, which is the real ridiculousness!"

Staring at Zhuo Fan deeply, Kui Lang thought about it a little, his eyes rolled around, but he yelled: "Zhuo Fan, you... What are you talking about, I don't understand!"

when!

All of a sudden, everyone's head roared, and a black line fell, helplessly put on their foreheads, looked at Kui Lang's embarrassed face, and couldn't help shaking their heads.

Especially Kui Gang, who blushed even more, his own father was really bad at arguing with others, and he couldn't even understand what they said. But this is normal. He didn't listen to people very much before, and he relied on his fists for everything.

Only this time, his fist doesn't work anymore...

Yuan Lao also shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed in his heart. The disciples of this sect have always fought fiercely, focusing on martial arts and light on Taoism. A master of divine illumination like Kui Lang did not even touch the edge of the avenue, which made people sigh.

If things go on like this, even if the Moce Sect passes thousands of years, it will still be difficult to get rid of the bad luck of the three sects.

On the contrary, this Zhuo Fan is obviously from the world, but his understanding of cultivating the mind and refining the Tao is unfathomable and shocking! If this son can take the lead in reversing the sect's style of advocating martial arts, it will be a great achievement that will benefit the sect's future!

With a gleam in his eyes, Yuan Lao secretly thought about it...

"Yo, what's so lively, the disciples in the utility room have stopped working, what are they doing together?" Suddenly, at this moment, a coquettish teaser suddenly sounded.

Everyone was startled and looked towards the place where the voice came from, only to see a graceful figure walking towards them, twisting her waist. A bunch of beasts who were used to being surrounded by male animals in the utility room, when they saw such a stunner, their eyes lit up without realizing it, and they couldn't help swallowing.

But after just one look, they hurriedly lowered their heads and dared not look again. Because although this is a stunner, it is also a beast.

She is the coquettish lady Zhuo Fan met when he first came to the sect, Senior Sister Hu Meier!

With a flash of light in his eyes, Zhuo Fan sneered in his heart. This man seems to be warm to others, but he hides a knife in his smile.

The last time this woman appeared, he was assassinated by a sneak attack. This time, if he appeared again, nothing good would happen. It's just that her goal this time is no longer herself, but...

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan followed her charming gaze, and wherever she could see, it was the two Yueling sisters...