Chapter 27 Plastic Peach Blossom

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Wang Qing's eyes wandered among the senior brothers and sisters of the first cousin for a while, but he was very disappointed. He found that these fellow disciples were quite mediocre, and their appearance and demeanor were not as good as those of senior brother Chen Feng, not to mention as cold and arrogant as senior brother Ye Fei. Charming, I fell in love with it. Especially for some senior sisters, their fashion sense is very worrying at first glance. If they are met by the protagonists, let alone licking them, they are afraid that they will be killed by dangerous hands in minutes.

"It seems that the great age has indeed arrived. I am able to travel here. I am afraid that it is all a small by-product of the evolution of heaven and earth and the endless changes it has inspired. It is a trash can sect like Siming Mountain that encounters In the age of great strife, the quality of the younger generation is better than that of previous generations.

Among the seventh generation, Ye Fei, Chen Feng, and of course Xiao Qingqing and I are also extraordinary. Among the sixth generation, senior sister Zhou Jin is also extraordinary. Among the fifth generation, although senior sister Yuan Wei is more bold and unrestrained, she is not mediocre, not to mention that she can feed silkworm babies until they are strong and strong. . In the fourth generation, Senior Sister Li Jianxin is valiant, Senior Sister Ke Waner is Mingxiu... Sigh, as expected, I have gotten to know all the elites of Siming Mountain a long time ago. Now, even Xunshan Zongzheng, the Master of the Weaponry Hall, and even the headmaster have dealt with each other, except for that The ancestor of Yuanying who has been in seclusion for many years, how mysterious is Siming Mountain to me? In another year and a half, I'm afraid they will become a middle-aged couple who kiss each other, and have nightmares about being a yellow-faced woman for three nights. "

Many thoughts went through Wang Qing's mind, and his face gradually became calm. The little enthusiasm he had just now was completely destroyed by reality.

"What are you talking about? Are you so excited?" Wang Qing asked curiously. Four women and two thousand ducks were quacking incessantly. Master Yan was almost here and was still chattering.

Yuan Wei looked around for a few times, then came closer and said with great interest: "Junior brother, do you know Junior Brother Sun Changkong and Junior Sister Mei Yingyue from the Sixth Generation?"

"It's a one-sided relationship."

"I'm telling you, don't tell outsiders that shameless Sun Changkong actually broke up with Junior Sister Mei for a seventh-generation beauty. Junior Sister Mei blocked him at the door of the monastery, and that man was so shameless What do you mean by 'loved', but now I love that mistress even more, and I want Junior Sister Mei not to destroy their beautiful memories together, bah."

"You disciples of the sixth generation don't have a good man to deal with him?" Li Jianxin asked Zhou Jin.

Zhou Jin was also in a dilemma: "Among the Sixth Generation, apart from Junior Sister Mei and me, Sun Changkong is the only one who builds a foundation, let alone the second level of foundation building. Even if others want to teach him a lesson, they are unable to do so."

Li Jianxin and Yuan Wei were furious to death, and even Ke Waner's face didn't look good.

Wang Qing's face trembled and his eyes kept blinking. This, is this a training class for reserve elders in Siming Mountain? Why, why are you so down-to-earth? Aren’t you cultivators capable of eradicating the seven emotions and destroying the six desires at all? Then why do I have no ordinary heart at all, except for Senior Brother Ye's time... Well, it was the excitement of meeting the protagonist, not the same situation.

The four women scolded Sun Changkong and the men. Then they all glared at Wang Qing before packing up and getting ready to attend the lecture.

Wang Qing only felt his tooth hurt, but it wasn't that he didn't dare to speak.

Master Yan finally came in from outside the hall. He was wearing a light golden robe. He looked like a middle-aged man, not old, but somewhat immortal. Wang Qing was very surprised. This thirteen-point sect had Mo Gou. With a Zongzheng like Bi, a duplicitous palace master like Zhou Qingcang, and an elder in the late stage of pill formation who advertised falsely, he wouldn't be surprised if Elder Yan Taishang came in while rapping.

However, after Master Yan began to lecture, Wang Qing listened very seriously.

The completion of the pill formation and the later stage of the pill formation are completely different. Wang Jiaoxi of Jiuyuan Mansion has basically lost the hope of Yuanying. It is not just because of his qualifications, but because of the accumulation of hidden dangers from the beginning of his practice. In the later stage of elixir formation, there will eventually be irreparable shortcomings, the spirit and spirit will not be solid, the physical body will be damaged, and the inner elixir formed will not be able to be integrated into one body, and will not be perfect at all.

But Master Yan was different. He had already completed the formation of the elixir. He was only one step away from breaking through the elixir and becoming a baby. What was missing was the mysterious and mysterious opportunity to become a Taoist. His previous cultivation of Nascent Soul has reached a new level, which is of great significance to the new disciples.

Sure enough, after listening to one class, Wang Qing gained a better understanding of the circulation of Qi and physical training, and some of the cultivation techniques were extremely rare. Master Yan's commanding narration really has the demeanor of a special teacher, which makes people feel heartbroken - this is what Wang Qing revealed when he looked at Master Yan with a look full of admiration.

When Master Yan left, he nodded slightly to Wang Qing, which shows that he also likes to drink ecstasy soup.

After the class, the disciples scattered around carrying a new-style schoolbag. Most of them went to Jiuyuan and Tianhe, while a small group dispersed to other schools. Only a few went back to the Seventh Realm Mountain.

"Senior Sister Wan'er, after Junior Brother goes to Jingyuan Valley, my silkworms will be entrusted to the Senior Sisters."

"Don't worry, there are still teachers here,"

Wang Qing nodded. It was getting closer and closer to the Dragon Boat Festival, and it would take time for him to get there. Originally, if he had applied, it would have been okay for the sect to give him a ride, but because the sect had been generous once before, there was no obstacle to his cultivation in the Qi training stage.

All twelve serious meridians are opened right before his eyes. By then, he will go down the mountain with the thirteenth level of Qi training, and even the perfect Qi training can be put together with the foundation building experience. The sect will not send him to the Pure Origin Valley. That makes sense.

"Junior brother's cultivation speed is really amazing." Yuan Wei, who just broke through the Foundation Establishment not long ago, was quite impressed: "I don't know how many medicines I took secretly, and the magic weapon that I asked someone to refine. What a rich boy, Brother Qing, How about Senior Sister taking advantage of you? If we can't make it together by then, let's go to the Immortal City of the Legal Realm to become a couple and have a fat, handsome son. It would be a beautiful thing."

Wang Qing felt a chill. The low-level Taoist monks in the legendary stories were all cannon fodder professionals. Either the men were stupid or the women were bad. In the end, they would all be dealt with by the protagonist.

What's more, Senior Sister Yuan often goes down the mountain to enjoy herself.

"Junior brother, I only want to form elixirs, and I have never considered the matter of Taoist companions. Moreover, and -" Wang Qing said nonchalantly, her eyes flickering, looking very embarrassed: "And my mother said, I have great talents. Give birth to a son, senior sister, yours isn’t too big yet.”

There was a moment of silence.

"Ah ah ah, Wang Qing, I'm going to kill you!!"



Wang Qing let out a sigh of relief, straightened his Taoist clothes, and then walked meanderingly towards the Three Halls Peak.

"Hey, today I am destined to commit suicide." Wang Qing took a quick look and saw a woman with sad eyes standing in front of the Three Palaces Peak. Who else could it be if it wasn't Mei Yingyue?

Mei Yingyue also saw Wang Qing. This junior disciple who was still inconspicuous at the beginning has now become the first alchemy seed in the seventh generation to be selected into the first hall. His reputation has been spread among the disciples of all generations, although it is not as good as Sun Changkong. But he is also the person who has made many female disciples fall in love with him. When she first started, Sun Changkong, who was so outstanding in his achievements, was so exciting.

In her eyes, Wang Qing's appearance gradually merged with that of Sun Changkong.

"Senior Sister Mei?" Wang Qing said hello carefully. Is this Senior Sister planning to fight with the mistress? cough.

Mei Yingyue just looked at her, her expression getting darker and darker.

"Senior sister, uh, as a cultivator of ours, why do we have to-" Seeing that her expression was getting more and more wrong, Wang Qing did not dare to continue speaking, and thought about it: "How about I introduce senior brother Chen Feng to you? Anyway, You are familiar with them too. Senior Brother Sun is certainly good, but Senior Brother Chen is much more handsome than him. When the time comes, Senior Sister will lead Senior Brother Chen to walk around in front of that couple, won’t they be pissed off to death?"

"Introduce me to him? Don't you feel bad?"

ah? Wang Qing was a little confused, Senior Sister Mei, have you lost your mind? He thought for a while and suddenly realized: "Sister, don't worry, I have nothing to do with Senior Brother Chen, so I won't feel bad."

"..."

Mei Yingyue's expression was distorted for a while, her sadness gradually faded, she said "hum" and flew away.