Fantasy: I start as an old man, and others practice for me

Song Rui also did not expect the news of cultivation improvement at this time, and it was already 3% of the eighth layer of refining qi.

It

seems that I have been busy flying in the past two days, and I slept too hard that night and didn't pay much attention.

Zhen Ting's face was slightly red, and she was busy sitting upright, but she was looking at Song Rui with her eyes.

Song Xianchang shouldn't have noticed here, right?

But just now, his actions and words were so obvious, there were two people in the car, it was impossible not to notice it.

The atmosphere in the carriage is beautiful and awkward....

"Oh, Second Lady, you're awake. Just now, I was thinking about Master Ye's nephew, and I was a little distracted.

"Ye Xianchang really broke his heart for my son. My husband left early, and Ming'er lacked her father's teachings since she was a child. Now, in the Immortal Gate, there are elders like Song Xianchang who care for them, and the concubine body is really unrewarded. Speaking

of her child, Zhen Ting immediately changed her mind and thanked Song Rui again.

"Well, the second lady is serious... I got out of the car to get some air. "

Time, passing by in the sound of hurried horses' hooves.

More than ten days later, the carriage came to the city under the mountain of Daoli Zong.

Song Rui's cultivation came to the eighth layer of refining qi by 8%.

Yecheng occupies a small area, originally a place for Daoli Sect disciples to go down the mountain to buy common things, but over the years it has slowly developed into a small city.

Entrusting Ye Mu Zhenting to the remaining disciples in the city, Song Rui returned to Hui Ling Feng again after more than half a month.

He had never been away from the sect for so long, and Song Rui really missed the scenery on this peak, the people in the sect.

Again revealing the cultivation to the sixth layer of refining qi, Song Ruixin stepped up the steps.

......

"Have you heard? Junior Brother Ma of the Foreign Affairs Hall quarreled with an old man who claimed to have been in the sect for many years. "

Oh, because of what?"

"I heard it's because of Lingshi Lilu."

Let's go, let's see. The

people who cultivated immortals were also so lively, and the two young disciples did not notice Song Rui, and left with them in good spirits.

......

Whether it was out of respect for one's personal wishes or a more reasonable use of limited cultivation resources, according to the rules of the Dao Rite Sect, hopeless and elderly disciples could choose to leave the sect.

Leaving the sect does not mean leaving the sect, so disciples who have left can also receive spirit stones on a monthly or annual basis.

It's just that the number has decreased, and there are only three lower grade spirit stones in a month.

There are many old people who have come out of the Daoli Sect over the years.

The old man mentioned by the two just now who has been in the sect for many years is likely to be someone who originally knew each other.

Song Rui thought to himself:

Anyway, this outing has been done, and there is no hurry to return to life, and it doesn't hurt to go and see.

At this time, the foreign affairs hall was wide open, and there were already many good deeds, all of them gathered around and looked into the field.

"Uncle Zhou, you're always confused. I will explain to you again: you have been out of the sect for many years but have not returned to the sect to receive the Qilu Spirit Stone, and you have been removed from the roster according to the rules.

"So, the spirit stones of these years are gone, do you understand?" This

disciple surnamed Ma, although he was honored as uncle and mouthed "you" and "you", but his tone and demeanor were lazy and joking.

"What do you call delisting, is it when Zhou Ji dies?"

the old man asked angrily.

"Uncle Zhou, you said this yourself, I didn't say it was that way.

"Also, Uncle Zhou, my name is Ma De. Today, we have officially met.

"It's not easy to see you old.

"In this way, Master and nephew, I will make an exception and can put you on the roster again."

"Spirit stones, just start collecting them this month, three spirit stones, do you think it is feasible?"

Even among the onlookers, there were people who couldn't see it, and wanted to step forward to help with the theory.

"This junior brother Ma is also too bullying, see if I don't teach him a lesson.

"Eh~ Senior Brother, don't go. This Junior Brother Ma's own cultivation is not weak, not to mention, he is also the person in charge of Senior Brother Zhao Yizhao. It's not that you don't know, Senior Brother Zhao is notoriously careful, you have to take care of this business, and you will feel better in the future.

"But just watching Senior Uncle Zhou being bullied can't do it."

Don't you see other people just looking at it? Senior brother, listen to me, forget it.

"But~alas..." Only

a few people wanted to step forward to help.

Most wisely chose to stand on the moral supremacy, expressing a strong, but quiet, condemnation of Mader's behavior.

"This kid Mad is simply blind.

"This guy has always been very domineering in the Foreign Affairs Hall.

"I heard that this guy specializes in doing things that harm others and enrich themselves. In the past few years, relying on the Spirit Stone, he has become a frequent visitor to the Xiaoxiang Courtyard. "

Fuck, I've been hungry for a long time, but I'm shy." "

Tamad, it's the moon and the moon song." "

Except for the elder Zhuji, can no one control him?" At

this time, Zhou Ji's face turned pale with anger, and he couldn't say a word when he pointed at Ma De.

Mad enjoys this kind of choking popularity, but others can't help him.

Uncle Zhou, I advise you to make a decision early, after all, it is a month to take a month early, and it is better not to think so far at your age. "

Right at this time.

"Marde, I will be your ancestor. You dare to curse my grandfather, see if I don't kill you. I

saw a young man in white cross the crowd and kill Ma De with a sword.

"Isn't this person Zhou Tao, a new disciple this year, it turns out that he is the grandnephew of Senior Uncle Zhou.

"It's just that he has just refined Qi in the second layer now, how can he be Namad's opponent?"

Sure enough, Mad was only initially startled.

In the sixth layer of refining qi, he only looked at his face to capture Zhou Tao.

"Hugh is going to hurt my grandson. At

this point, Zhou Ji also had no scruples, waved his hand and blasted out a spell to attack Ma De, and snatched up to protect Zhou Tao behind him.

"Well, your grandfather and grandson dare to make a move in the Foreign Affairs Hall, this is to rebel." Seeing

that Zhou Ji was also a cultivator of the sixth layer of refining qi, Ma De had no bottom in his heart, but he didn't want to lose face.

Looking up at the onlookers, he rolled his eyes and had an idea.

"Senior Brother Qi, Senior Brother Wei, don't hide, I see you.

"Don't hurry up and help me take them down." Qi

Yun and Wei Zhen in the crowd had 10,000 grass and mud horses passing by in their hearts.

Obviously, you are bullying people here, but you want our brothers to wipe your asses for you.

But there is no way, after all, it is not short to take people.

Even though the two were 10,000 reluctant, they still walked slowly into the middle and fought with Zhou Ji.

It's just that there is mostly defense, and occasionally put a small spell to pretend.

Seeing that the helper he found entangled Zhou Ji, Ma Deyin looked at Zhou Tao with a smile.

"This junior brother, now that the backer is gone, I see how arrogant you are. Dare to make a move on me, come and come, let me teach you what it means to be young and humble. Before

the words were finished, a firebird was quietly brewing in his hand.

I saw Ma De raise his hand and finger, and the firebird chirped, waving its wings and rushing towards Zhou Tao.

If this blow is real, it will certainly not be fatal, but it will inevitably lie in bed for several months.

"Grandson..."

"Ah, Junior Brother Zhou is going to suffer some hardships."

"It's too late, Mad has long been holding back." Zhou

Tao was still young, and he covered his eyes in fright at this time.

But the imaginable burning feeling was not present, and in the gap between the fingertips, a large black coffin board blocked in front of him like a mountain, and brilliant Mars splashed along the edge.