Mr. Gao Leng is a dragon

The elder of discipline turned his head to look at his disciple, feeling rather unhappy.

Still kneeling for the teacher!You little disciple still dare to stand?Dare to interrupt?

But he also knew that Fat San was now the patriarch's side, so he had to suppress his anger and continued: "Except for the three disciples under the name of the head, all the others have run away. The head wants to run too, but he is afraid The patriarch made trouble for him, he didn't dare to run away..."

The tenth elder said again: "They think that the barrier can be protected for a while, but not for a lifetime. Ziyun Palace can't always hide behind the barrier. When Qiu Guoshi comes, once the barrier is broken, Ziyun Palace will suffer. So they ran away..."

There was a chill in Hei Lin's beautiful eyes, and he asked in a cold voice, "Why don't you run away?"

Elder Discipline glanced at Fat San, Elder Ten glanced at Qiushi, and then flattered: "I believe that Patriarch can save Ziyun Palace."

They have disciples by Patriarch's side, so Patriarch will definitely not ignore Ziyun Palace.

Looking at Qiushi Fat San's current appearance, one has unfathomable cultivation, the other is already at the second level of qi training, and the magic robes and instruments on both of them are treasures that they have never seen in their entire lives.

Hei Lin didn't believe anyone's words, and just sneered: "I will wait for you one last time."

The precept elders and ten elders hurriedly kowtowed their heads to thank them, but Hei Lin was annoyed when he saw them, and said impatiently: "In the future, don't look for me again for Ziyun Palace matters. If you want to look for it, look for Fat San. He can wait for these Idiots are stronger."

These words shamed the discipline elders and others, and praised Fat San as if he was roasting on fire.

Master Patriarch, you think highly of your disciple so much, the disciple is grateful.But if you praise the disciple so much, the disciple will be stared at by the master and die!

After the training, Hei Lin flicked his sleeves, pulled Qiushi and walked outside.

Today, the matter of the Zeng family and Qingyun Mountain will be resolved together.

When he was about to leave the courtyard, Qiushi withdrew his hand, turned around and cupped his hands at the tenth elder, then left with a sigh.

Although he was a teacher for one day and a father for life, he had never even met the tenth elder a few times before. The tenth elder didn't teach him how to practice, but he never even glanced at him.

What's more, the patriarch has already taught the Ten Elders the Dafa of practicing Qi...

They had just left the courtyard when a tawny figure chased after them: "Master, wait a minute..."

Qiu Shi blushed, and quickly stretched out her hand.

He forgot Xiao Huang again, what a shame!

Xiao Huang slammed into Qiu Shi's sleeve and hugged his arm tightly.

It has to follow its master closely, so as not to be left behind.

Seeing that the patriarch had left, Fat San hurriedly helped Master and the Tenth Elder up: "Master, the Tenth Elder please get up quickly."

The boss of the precepts made a face, and snorted: "You still have a little conscience, and you know that I am your master."

Fat San blushed: "Master, this disciple dare not."

He said again: "Master, there is no need to worry too much. After the Patriarch cleans up Qingyun Mountain, no one will dare to touch Ziyun Palace anymore. Those senior brothers who have run away will run away as soon as they run away. From now on..."

He took out the "Complete Record of Qi Training Dafa" given to him by his grandfather from his Qiankun bag, held it to the elder precepts with both hands, and said respectfully: "Master, in the future, with the Dafa of Qi training given by our grandfather, I will be able to do it in Ziyun Palace." Revival."

As soon as he heard about Qi training Dafa, the precept elder took it over, opened the scroll and glanced at it, and immediately smiled, he patted Fat San on the shoulder and said: "This is the good apprentice who is the teacher!"

Fat San laughed stiffly.

He was only for Ziyun Palace, not for this "good apprentice".

The tenth elder stared at the volume of qi training Dafa helplessly, and was out of breath.

At the beginning, the patriarch gave it to him, but he was snatched away by the head before he warmed it up. He didn't even get a fart.

But now the elder of the precepts actually got the complete record?

Gritting his teeth for a while, he took Fat San's hand and asked, "Fat San, how is Qiushi's cultivation now?"

Judging from the attitude of the patriarch just now, he should love Qiu Shi even more!

Why did he still not get a fart?

Fat San smiled proudly: "Junior Junior Brother is now only one line away from Jin Dan."

"Golden Core?" Several people were dumbfounded and shocked: "It's only been less than half a year!"

They are the highest masters of the Ziyun Palace, they have practiced for decades, and they have not yet established a foundation!

Fat San smiled and said: "Who said that the younger brother is talented and intelligent!"

The ten elders were surprised, happy and angry, stomping their feet and said: "Since Qiushi has such a high level of cultivation, why doesn't he care about me as a master?"

Fat San withdrew his hand and said with a cold face: "Ten Elders, have you ever drank Qiu Shijing's master tea? Have you taught Qiu Shi Kung Fu? Or, before the Qin family attacked my Purple Cloud Palace, did you know that there was Is this Qiushi's disciple?"

The ten elders were at a loss for words for a while, unable to answer.

He has at least four or five hundred disciples under his name, but Qiu Shi is only a registered disciple, how could he know?

Fat San said again: "Don't forget. The last time outside the stone house, the patriarch bought off the master-student friendship between you and Qiushi with the Dafa of Qi training."

The tenth elder was so angry that he slapped his thigh: "But I didn't cover the heat for the qi training method, so I was snatched away by the master. I... can't! I have to go to Qiushi, I'm his master."

Fat San's face darkened: "Tenth Elder, listen to this disciple's advice, as long as you don't make noise, make noise, do nothing, and don't cause trouble for Junior Junior Brother, Junior Junior Brother will definitely not forget you. But if you insist on doing it, you will anger Grandpa!" Master, don't talk about the exercises, I'm afraid you won't even protect Ziyun Palace."

Then he turned around and cupped his hands to the precept elder, "Master, this method of practicing Qi was given to my disciples by my junior brother. From now on, it will be the treasure of Ziyun Palace, and it will be used by all the disciples under my sect. I hope that Master will take the overall situation of Ziyun Palace as a guideline." Heavy."

He said this bluntly, and the elder commandment stared angrily.

how?Still afraid that I am ignorant?

If I hadn't put Ziyun Palace first in my heart, I would have left his mother a long time ago.

Fat San said sternly again: "Master, ten elders, I have to go after the patriarch and junior brother. The emperor's imperial boat is about to arrive in Weicheng. If the emperor is here, the people from Qingyun Mountain must also be there. The two elders just watch." ! Let's see how Patriarch cleans up Qingyun Mountain."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked outside.

The precept elder put away the qi training method, and hurriedly chased after him: "Fat San, wait a minute, I'm going as a teacher too."

The rest of Ziyun Palace followed quickly.

The patriarch is powerful, they have seen it before, the last time the Qin family attacked Ziyun Palace, Qin Changsheng was so rampant, but he was beaten by the patriarch with one sleeve.

But Qin Changsheng has the most cultivation in the late stage of foundation establishment, and this Qiu Guoshi of Qingyun Mountain is in the Yuanying stage!

They also want to see how the Patriarch cleans up Qingyun Mountain.

Now it is the most beautiful time in March when the flowers bloom in Hanzhou. The sky is blue, the white clouds are fluttering, and the breeze blows on the face, making people drowsy.

On the main wharf of Weicheng, Zeng Zhizhou and a group of officials have been waiting here since the morning.

When he was so anxious, he saw a tall horse galloping towards him. The man on the horse was wearing a dark red armor, and he was very handsome. He was about to reach the pier. When he pulled the reins, the horse neighed and stopped.

With a cold face, the man said in an official tone: "Zeng Quan, the magistrate of Hanzhou, listened to the order. The emperor's imperial boat will arrive at Weicheng Wharf in a quarter of an hour."

Zeng Zhizhou quickly stepped forward to salute: "Thank you for reminding me, sir."

The man kicked the horse's belly with spurs, turned the horse's head around, and galloped away again.

Yu Feihu stared at his receding back, with envy on his face: "Brother, is this the guard in front of the palace?"

Zeng Xuliang stared at Zhou Tongpan, and said nothing with a cold face.

He is not interested in the things in front of the palace, he only cares about the safety of the emperor's royal ship.

Yu Feihu was still babbling in his ears about the affairs of the front office, when suddenly a person on the pier shouted: "Here we come, the emperor's imperial boat is here."

Everyone's spirits were shaken immediately, and they arranged their official uniforms and hats one after another, looking forward to it.Only Zhou Tongpan had a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth.

And this smile naturally did not escape Zeng Xuliang's eyes.

Zeng Zhizhou glanced sideways at his eldest son.

Zeng Xu nodded his head, then glanced at Yu Feihu who was arranging his clothes, and said in a low voice: "If you want to enter the palace, be careful!"

Yu Feihu nodded quickly and said, "Understood, brother."

The mafia leader and the elder brother just need to stare at Zhou Tong and judge him.

Zeng Xuliang straightened his back and looked from a distance, only to see dozens of large and small boats coming on the broad river.

All the boats are painted with red paint and hang dragon flags, which are mighty and domineering.

The ship that was guarded in the middle was even taller and abnormally tall.

Zeng Xuliang glanced at Zhou Tongpan and Yuchuan, calculating the distance in his heart.

Three hundred feet, two hundred feet, one hundred feet, fifty feet...

Seeing the imperial boat getting closer and closer to the pier, his heart beat faster and faster.

Nothing can happen!

Zeng Zhizhou suppressed his voice and shouted: "Kneel down!"

Everyone was about to kneel, when the river suddenly splashed, and a long white thing came out of the water, roared, and rushed towards the imperial fleet.

Zeng Xuliang's heart sank suddenly, is this the river god?

Zhou Tongju reacted very quickly and shouted: "There is a monster at work, hurry up and escort, shoot that dragon!"

As soon as his words fell, more than 50 archers came out from nowhere, bent their bows and set up arrows, and were about to shoot at the dragon.

Zeng Xuliang reacted quickly, and waved his hand: "Stop!"

Then, 80 to 50 people came out from nowhere, and held down the more than [-] archers.

Before Zhou Tongpan could react, Zeng Xuliang angrily said: "Where did your archers shoot their arrows? To the imperial boat? Do you want to assassinate the emperor and rebel?"

With a pale face, Zhou Tongpan retorted with shaking hands: "I...I want to shoot that monster dragon..."

Zeng Xuliang sneered and glanced at Yu Feihu.

Yu Feihu immediately stepped forward and knocked Zhou Tongpan to the ground.

At this moment, Zeng Zhizhou didn't care about what happened on the pier, and just stared at the river.

Seeing that the white dragon was only about ten feet away from the imperial boat, his eyes suddenly went dark, he grabbed the eldest son's hand, tremblingly said: "What should I do?"

Zeng Xuliang was about to appease his father, don't panic, there is a gang leader!

I saw an old man standing on the bow of the imperial boat in the middle to avoid the water and the golden-eyed beast suddenly flew up.

The old man was dressed in a purple robe and had a fluttering white beard. Pointing his sword at the white dragon, he said angrily, "Where is the evildoer who dares to assassinate the emperor? Take your life!"