Treat others in their own way.
After doing all this and making sure that no one noticed his presence, Zhou Qiankun returned to the yard with satisfaction.
Early the next morning, a large number of disciples gathered in the Zongmen Square.
They looked at the two people hanging on the tree and couldn't help but exclaimed in wonder.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Zhao Xuan and Wang Xun are worthy of being the Qianlong Tianjiao. They have dragon horns on their heads. It's really appropriate."
"What's wrong with these two people? Why are they hanging here?"
"I don't know, but I can tell that he's up to no good. He's still wearing black clothes."
"I guess he went to steal some chickens and dogs."
"Junior sisters, please be careful lately. It is very likely that these two people went to peek at you taking a shower and were found hanging here as a punishment."
"This can be regarded as evil being punished."
Many female disciples were shocked, and then looked at the two of them with disgust in their eyes.
The discussion of many disciples resounded throughout the square, and the noisy voices woke the two of them up.
Feeling the restraints on their bodies and listening to the gossip below, the two of them wanted to die at this moment.
Looking at the gap in the ground, I wished I could shrink into it immediately.
What's even more embarrassing is yet to come.
Afterwards, the second elder Yu Xiu and the third elder Ma Ming came to pick them up. Their faces were dark the whole time, and the atmosphere was as embarrassing as possible.
The two of them lowered their heads and followed their respective masters like ostriches, feeling uneasy in their hearts.
Then, not long after, the voices of two people crying and howling were heard in the courtyard of the two masters.
During these days, Zhao Xuan felt what social death was.
Whenever you go out and are bumped into by other disciples, the following scene will always happen.
As soon as Zhao Xuan arrived in front of people, many disciples began to laugh at him. Someone shouted: "Zhao Xuan, you went to peek at another female disciple taking a bath again!"
Zhao Xuan opened his eyes wide and replied: "Why do you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air?"
But someone exposed it and said, "A few days ago, I saw you secretly watching your junior sister take a bath, hanging her up, beating her, and hanging her on a tree."
Zhao Xuan was forced into a corner, his face flushed, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he roared: "That's nonsense, I don't have it!"
But he didn't dare to say that he would sneak attack Zhou Qiankun. This was a future big shot in the sect and he couldn't afford to offend him. He could only hesitate and couldn't explain why.
Immediately, a burst of cheerful laughter broke out among the disciples.
Zhao Xuan could only blush, trot all the way, hide in a deserted place, secretly depressed, where did this guy come from.
The matter between Zhao Xuan and Wang Xun was just a minor incident for Zhou Qiankun.
Early the next morning, Zhou Qiankun came to Fang Laogui's yard.
It seemed that he knew that Old Ghost Fang was old, so the sect did not send him many tasks, so Old Ghost Fang was very leisurely on weekdays.
When Zhou Qiankun arrived today, Fang Laogui was lying on a rocking chair in the yard, enjoying the sunshine.
The golden sunshine shone on his snow-like white hair, and the warm sunshine could not dispel the deathly air among the white hairs.
As soon as Zhou Qiankun walked into the courtyard, he shouted loudly: "Old Ghost Fang, I'm back."
This shout made Old Ghost Fang helplessly open his eyes while he was resting, but a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Zhou Qiankun was able to come back safely, and he finally felt relieved.
He thought Zhou Qiankun could return safely before, but he didn't expect what happened in Yuxu City.
The appearance of the Suzaku Egg shocked the entire Chu State. Several of the ten major sects met their end. Other first-rate forces, casual cultivators, and evil cultivators all appeared one after another, turning Yuheng County upside down.
Even in the end, many great monks from the Divine Palace jointly issued a blockade order to blockade the entire Yuheng County, which made him even more worried.
In such a chaotic Yuheng County, not to mention a psychic monk like him, not even a spiritual platform can protect himself.
These days, he often looks in the direction of Yuheng County, hoping that this little guy can come back safely.
Now that Zhou Qiankun has arrived, Fang Laogui showed a long-lost smile.
"You kid, come back as soon as you come back. What are you doing? Do you want to scare the old man to death?"
Old Ghost Fang smiled and cursed, but there was no trace of blame on his face.
Zhou Qiankun walked up behind Fang Laogui very skillfully and massaged his shoulders.
Immediately, he said with a smile: "Fang Old Ghost, you don't know, this time I have seen the world, and the big world. Tsk tsk tsk, the battle between thousands of spiritual platforms was so dark that the sky was dark, the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, especially the last god. The great monks of the mansion have all come to an end. This kind of grand occasion is rare in a hundred years."
Zhou Qiankun talked endlessly, sharing what he saw and heard along the way with Fang Laogui.
However, he omitted the two parts of the Blood God Fruit and Suzaku Egg.
Zhou Qiankun spoke so vividly that Old Ghost Fang listened with gusto.
Sometimes I would even be made to laugh, and my whole body would feel much better.
The spring breeze blew through the courtyard, and the old and the young seemed like friends who had forgotten the past, with smiles on each other's faces.
Fang Laogui hasn't been so excited for a long time. Today he was teased by Zhou Qiankun and he suddenly said: "Boy, do you want to inherit my mantle?"
Fang Laogui had accepted a disciple before and wanted that disciple to inherit his mantle.
Unfortunately, that disciple was one step ahead of him, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away.
Since then, he has never had such an idea.
Maybe he was worried that something like that would happen to him again.
However, Zhou Qiankun made him find his original feeling, and his dead heart came back to life again.
When Fang Laogui was young, he was famous and created a world.
Deep down, I don’t want that inheritance to be cut off.
Now, the appearance of Zhou Qiankun gave him hope.
When Zhou Qiankun heard this, he was a little stunned.
"Old Ghost Fang, you're not going to accept me as your disciple, are you?"
He immediately shook his head and refused. He didn't want to be inexplicably short of Old Ghost Fang.
When Old Ghost Fang saw his appearance, he couldn't help but feel funny.
"There's no need to become a disciple. At my current age, I can't teach a disciple. How about you and I becoming close friends?"
Zhou Qiankun chuckled, showing a malicious smile.
"Old ghost Fang, you can't hide your clumsiness. Don't worry. If we meet the descendants of Emperor Chu in the Tianling Mountains in two years' time, I will definitely use your unique skills to teach them a lesson."
Old ghost Fang looked at his smile and shook his head helplessly.
However, regarding the fact that Zhou Qiankun used his own unique skills to defeat the Queen of Chu, his heart felt inexplicably hot.
The descendants of Emperor Chu were defeated by the young people who inherited his mantle. When the time comes, the expression on Emperor Chu's face is exciting to think about.
If Zhou Qiankun could fulfill his regrets for him, he would still be able to smile heartily even if he was in despair.
"You boy, you are arrogant and arrogant. How can the descendants of Emperor Chu be so easy to deal with? You can just enjoy yourself without being beaten by others."
