"If Chongsheng hadn't begged me, begged me, and taken you away, I wouldn't have bothered to run this trip. Not everyone deserves my help from Yun Zhongzi. Hurry up, don't be too slow."

At this time, the two had checked the token and Qin Liangyu put it away. A faint look of doubt appeared on Qi Yin's face, and it disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

From Yun Zhongzi's words, the Chongsheng in the other party's mouth should mean Zhang Jingxiu, and from Qin Liangyu's performance, it should be certain.

Qi Yin became increasingly confused.

How did Brother Zhang change his name to Zhang Chong?

Chongsheng—Chengsheng—Rebirth—Hyper

In an instant, Qi Yin, who was muttering secretly in his heart, seemed to have understood something, and suddenly realized it, and all the doubts in his heart disappeared.

It seems that the reason why Brother Zhang hides his real name is not just to cover up his true identity and avoid hunting, but also to start over.

Therefore, Qi Yin, who understood this, only understood it in his heart, did not point it out, nor did he reveal any abnormalities.

At this time, Qin Liangyu and Qi Yin came to Yun Feiyang one after another, with nothing else. Yun Feiyang frowned, and became increasingly dissatisfied, and even got angry, as if saying, "You are packing up and leaving quickly, why are you still standing here stupidly?"

Waiting for the reward?

As if seeing through Yun Feiyang's thoughts, Qi Yin hurriedly said, "Senior, we don't have much luggage, we can leave now."

Yun Feiyang nodded, responding to Qi Yin's words, his expression also eased a lot, still so cold and indifferent, looking like he was keeping people from thousands of miles away. Then, without waiting for the two of them to react, a wave of their sleeves suddenly appeared, wrapping them around, and disappeared out of thin air, just like Yun Feiyang appeared.

High in the sky—

Yun Feiyang and the other two stood on the flying swords one by one, and the sound of the wind around them and the singing of birds that were not flying by. It was very quiet and no one said anything.

When riding a magic weapon for the first time, Qi Yin was obviously a little excited, a little nervous, and inexplicably nervous. He didn't dare to look at the scene under his feet. His eyes were always above level. Driven by curiosity, he looked around with some itchiness, and even more courageously, he secretly looked at the blurry ground from the corner of his eyes.

Obviously, the first time I had a close contact with a cultivator and the unpredictable methods of the cultivator, Qi Yin temporarily forgot his inner sadness and his mind was full of curiosity about the cultivation world.

Qin Liangyu, who had been riding on it for many times, has long been accustomed to riding on magic weapons and seems very calm. She yawned and looked back. Seeing Qi Yin's loss of composure, she couldn't help but sneer and look a little contempt.

"As for it? Is there anything that is so nervous? It's just that I ride a magic weapon, and the speed is so slow. As for this? Is it too much? What about a general who is still a dignified one?"

Zhang Jingxiu said intimately that it was not because Qin Liangyu deliberately squeezed Qi Yin, but because he was a knife-like mouth and a heart-warming person, which hurt him not only himself and Qi Yin, but also easily affected his master, quickly changing the topic and breaking the atmosphere of something strange.

"By the way, Master, let's discuss something with you?"

"What's the matter?"

Yun Feiyang was just a tepid word for Zhang Jingxiu, which seemed a little unfamiliar with Zhang Jingxiu, and lacked some confidence. He replied tentatively: "Master, can you accept Qi Yin as your disciple?"

Obviously, Yun Feiyang is also a kind of person with a sharp tongue and a tofu heart.

Although I was a little cold, I looked back at Qi Yin, but just glanced at him and said lightly: "I am an alchemist. I am not capable of cultivating my true nature, let alone martial arts. Do you think I can teach him? I can't teach him when I see this kid is just a body refining method."

Immediately afterwards, Yun Feiyang looked back and looked much more serious. He seemed to have realized something, and spoke lightly again, but this time he had a little more emotional color.

"Whether it is cultivation or body refining, this kid's qualifications are obviously very average. He is so old and has long missed the best age for cultivation. If he wants to enter the Wudang Sect, it is probably difficult, almost impossible, and the sect will not allow it."

It seemed that he had thought of something. When he said this, Yun Feiyang glanced at Qin Liangyu intentionally or unintentionally, and a trace of confusion appeared in his indifferent expression.

Why did such a boy, that little girl spared no effort to win over her?

As the closed disciple of Zen Master Poshan, the future genius of Buddhism, even a little girl, could not know that even if this young boy was brought into the sect, he could not be the identity of the disciple he was recruited.

After all, once you have the identity of a disciple of the sect, whether you want to or not, you must divide some resources and cultivate them. Even if the resources are very small or even small, it is also a resource for cultivation.

Obviously, from the moment he changed the topic, Zhang Jingxiu knew the result and was mentally prepared accordingly. Therefore, he was not surprised by Yun Feiyang's words, and his expression did not have much turbulence.

However, even though he had expected this result and had corresponding mental preparations, Zhang Jingxiu still deliberately showed disappointment and was silent for a moment. Just when Yun Feiyang thought he had given up, he spoke again.

"Then, Master, do you think you can bring Brother Qi into Baihua Valley?"

Zhang Jingxiu paused, as if he had made a great decision, which was quite gritting his teeth. Without waiting for Yun Feiyang to respond, he continued: "Even if he is a servile disciple? Even if he is your old servant, it's fine."

Yun Feiyang was a transparent old fox. Almost as soon as Zhang Jingxiu finished speaking, he immediately noticed his little thoughts. His expression remained unchanged, but he agreed happily: "Okay, if that's the case, then there's no problem. No matter what, I am a deacon in Baihua Valley. Such a thing can be decided."

"Thank you, Master, for your accomplishment!" Zhang Jingxiu bowed and bowed.

"Thank you for taking it in with me for taking it in!" Qi Yin also said gratefully, and the cooperation was just right, and the indifference on his face that he was not close to others was also much dimmed.

Yun Feiyang admired Zhang Jingxiu's roundabout approaching intentions and was happy to do so. This at least proves that Zhang Jingxiu is not a practitioner who only knows how to practice, and does not have that kind of rigidity.
Chapter completed!