Zhao Dazui had a headache, and he really didn't know how to explain it to his master.
During this trip, there were five sects in Northern Xinjiang, and after traveling all over the territory, they only recruited twenty-five new disciples.
One of them, Zhao Dazui, turned around and glanced at Wei Xi, who was sitting in a bullock cart and holding his own furoshiki. He was still mute.
He was still a mute with extremely poor talent who was recruited into the Qingcheng Sect by himself.
Zhao Dazui had no choice. The Qingcheng Sect has a great reputation and is ranked at the bottom of the ranking list of serious and unscrupulous people in the world of immortality. Every five years, the sect competition is the doormat of the entire world of immortality. Fell to the ground.
The consequence of a sect's low strength is that it cannot receive good seedlings, and the consequence of not being able to receive good seedlings is that the sect's strength is further reduced.
In a vicious circle, the future of the Qingcheng Sect can be described as a pot of ups and downs in Zhao Dazui's mouth with no future.
In the past twenty years, the sect's enrollment standards have changed to recruit as many as they can. However, he thought about the five kids he brought back: the ones with the best qualifications were one step away from the threshold of Wanfa Sect.
This year he broke through the lower limit and became a mute.
The mute always stared at others with his dark eyes. Zhao Dazui ate snacks secretly and lost his appetite.
But Chen Zhou secretly asked him to take care of Wei Xi - Wei Laosan told him this name.
The first thing he did when he returned to the sect was to teach these children how to read. He accepted a package of extremely delicious beef jerky from Chen Zhou and could only take good care of Wei Xi.
Fortunately, Wei Xi was well fed. She was given dry food and water every day. During her break, she took care of the hygiene issues and sat there spinning a thin bone that she might have picked up from the roadside. She also wrapped it herself and gave it to new disciples when she slept. of felt huddled around the campfire.
The only problem is that this girl can't communicate with other children. Zhao Dazui is worried that she will be excluded, but he is only sixteen years old.
Fortunately, these five children came from different states, and Zhao Dazui didn't tell them the results of the Immortal Stone, because they were almost dead.
But this turned Wei Xi's silence into a sign of genius. Zhao Dazui overheard with satisfaction, "She is a taciturn genius."
But the dream of Zhao Dazui, a genius with children, was destroyed one afternoon when he stopped at the Huaixin Faction. Zhao Sanchuan, a villain, dropped a bomb on his beautiful but useless team.
"Zhao Sifang, my cousin who is a cook in the Qingcheng sect!"
At that moment, Zhao Dazui swore that he wanted to burn his cousin's blue robe with arson. It was obvious that the Huaixin sect had magnified all his shortcomings.
"Have you become a big liar of the Qingcheng Sect this year?"
"I didn't fool them," Zhao Dazui crossed his arms, "They all brought it to their doorstep by themselves, and I'm not a cook. I just practice how to maximize the use of ingredients."
"You are a cook, and your sect likes leftovers the most." Zhao Sanchuan pulled out a little girl from behind, "There happens to be one here. Take her back to the Qingcheng sect and let her rot away slowly."
The girl had heroic features and a nose that was so high that she was not easy to mess with. She fiercely broke away from Zhao Sanchuan's hand.
"If you say another word, I will chop off your hands and stuff them into your stinky mouth."
"Really, Qin Feng," Zhao Sanchuan smiled sarcastically, "Can you pick up the sword? By the way, swords are like fire sticks in the Qingcheng sect. You really need to learn from my good cousin. .”
Zhao Sanchuan turned around and picked off the red chicken feathers on Zhao Dazui's head, "Our senior brother has already said hello to the head of your sect. This girl belongs to you now, so hurry up and leave."
After saying these words, Zhao Sanchuan closed the door of Huai Xin Sect.
Qin Feng gritted his teeth and kicked the white marble door.
Zhao Dazui glanced at this little girl who was not easily manipulated and forced out a wry smile, "Miss Qin, you'd better save some money on things like dignity when you join the Qingcheng Sect."
"Really?" Qin Feng threw his furoshiki on his back and raised his long eyebrows, "I want to keep it well!"
"Not only that, I also want to be the head of your sect. After I become the best swordsman in the world, I will probably have spent more than a hundred years with you in hell to regain my dignity!"
"After more than a hundred years of bombing, I will never let you enter the door of our department," Zhao Dazui shrugged, took out a green chicken feather from his clothes and stuck it on his head.
"It's easy for you to become the leader. After all, our leader doesn't seem to have many years left to live. I guess there won't be many people who can compete with you."
After saying that, Zhao Dazui made a gesture of invitation. Qin Feng understood for the first time what it means to hear a hundred words once and see it once. People from the Qingcheng faction had extremely low self-esteem. She followed Zhao Dazui back angrily. The bullock cart is parked at the foot of the mountain.
"What is this?" Qin Feng pointed at the bullock cart and several disheveled children around it and asked Zhao Dazui in shock. The latter yawned and calmly greeted the new disciples who were watching over him. Lin Yinghao was ready to continue on his way.
"You answer me?"
"This is an ox cart, haven't you seen it?" Qin Feng laughed angrily. She crossed her arms with the sword in her arms. This reminded Zhao Dazui of Zhao Sanchuan.
"Of course I haven't seen it! Is the Qingcheng faction so poor that they use ox carts? Is this a nightmare?"
"We are so poor that we don't have a car!" Zhao Dazui put Wei Xi on the ox cart. "The ox was borrowed from Elder Qingniu of the Agriculture Department. The cart is used in our kitchen to pull vegetables."
"Miss, this is your sect from now on, get in the car now! Your temper is the biggest nightmare."
Qin Feng sneered, knocked off Zhao Dazui's hand that helped her get into the car, slapped the sword on the car board, held up her hands and got into the car, she sat in the car and coldly announced that she wanted Zhao Dazui to have a good experience Let’s talk about what a nightmare is.
Zhao Dazui's nightmare began, which was worse than when he and his master stole three ice magpies from the bird department next door.
You must know that that time he had his leg broken by the shrew who walked the birds all year round. What was worse was that he had to drag the broken leg to take care of his master who was beaten so hard that he couldn't get out of bed.
Oh my God, those three birds are not delicious at all!
Qin Feng arrived at noon and had already ridiculed the seven people in the team before going to bed at night.
This mean devil! Zhao Dazui was extremely sad and angry.
Qin Feng called the single seedling of the eighth-generation owner of Mihang called Mi Chong. He was just a fat man who was not suitable for famine!
Qin Feng gave the remaining three little boys nicknames, namely: Yidianliang, Maybe Liang, and Borrowing Light, because these three little boys told the beautiful young lady that they "put their hands on the big The stone is a little brighter/perhaps a little brighter/it feels like the afterglow left by the last person.”.
After hearing this, Qin Feng loudly explained to the three of them what the Immortal Stone was used for, and showed off to them that his stone was "as bright as the sun."
Zhao Dazui was also ridiculed by this mean fire stick. Lin Yinghao, who came with Zhao Dazui and who usually looks like an iron tower at the mountain gate, was called Big Meng Gourd by Qin Feng, because Xiao Meng Gourd was the silent Wei Wei West.
Finally, Zhao Dazui exploded.
