Ling Qi obtained the inheritance and returned to the Supreme Master silently with the Fourth Senior Sister, but did not alarm the Supreme elders. The woman in the Taoist robe used this reason to knock on funds from the sect leader. When the young man learned the news, he was silent for a while, thinking about whether he had worshipped the wrong master, but was driven away by the second senior brother who was not focused on him and landed on the rockery behind him.

The second senior brother had a trace of dissatisfaction on his face. Looking at Ling Qi's current shooting skills, recalling the energetic boy before, and complaining to Jing Yuxi beside him: "Didn't anyone stop this guy at the beginning? Such a good swordsman can never see any more." Looking at the young man who stood up and continued to hook him, the second senior brother sighed and put on his posture again.

"There is not so much nonsense? You haven't seen you express any opinions!" The literary woman's face was also a little anxious. The inheritance obtained by Ling Qi should have been used as a binder to piece together the part of the flawless body. However, even if the younger brother got the inheritance, he still looked unaware of it. If he hadn't been afraid of delaying the boss's itinerary, he would have called the eldest sister back to scold him this time.

"Senior brother, come again." Ling Qi's face was no longer declining, and he continued to wield a spear and stabbed him. However, in the eyes of the tall man, the young man's gun was far less powerful than the so-called momentum, and he was still vaguely a shadow of his swordsmanship. However, feeling the worried look of the third brother who was supervising the battle behind him, the second senior brother could only sigh and continue to feed the tricks.

"Ling Qi, stop practicing, come here to have a meal." The call of a short-haired woman in the distance interrupted the two fighting. Ling Qi wanted to answer that she was now completely stable in the third realm and no longer needed to eat and drink. She just saw the silver needles that were faintly visible on the hand of the short-haired woman, and smiled apologetically at the third senior sister, turned around and replied, "Okay, right now."

"The fourth brother was so infatuated by his junior brother. He was so spoiled." The tall man who was holding the sword on the side looked at the junior brother who walked over and even had his collar tidied up by Shen Jie, and sighed softly, but when he thought that the third brother who was still in love was by his side, he quickly closed his mouth and ran to have a meal with haha.

"Second Brother, you can't let you eat this meal." The tall man who walked to the dining table was stopped by the short-haired woman with a smile. Then she saw the young man who looked bitter after taking a bite. He swallowed and bowed and said, "It turns out that it is for the junior brother to take care of his body. A gentleman is not to take advantage of others." After a pause, the second senior brother said to the inside again: "Little junior brother, don't waste this intention!"

Ling Qi looked at this senior brother who was running fast, whispering his heart to the lightness of his words. Do you know what it feels like to have experienced the six realms of reincarnation when you go down the chopsticks? Looking at the woman holding her cheeks with both hands, Ling Qi could only sigh in secret, and swallowed the food on the table with a delicious look.

Ling Qi also knew that the senior sisters were a little anxious, but Ling Qi felt his use of the spear, so he could only shake his head and remind himself not to be impatient. He should have asked the person in charge if there were any sword and stick repairs, which was easier to practice than the current gun.

The inheritance left by that senior has the shadow of the formation gun technique in the army, some traces of the aristocratic family's gun technique, and some other magic techniques. It seems that the extremely simple gun technique gave Ling Qi an extra headache. For the young man, this should be a simple and easy-to-understand gun technique. Under the urging of the golden pupils, the moves he used were always a bit less meaningful.

As a result, Wu Xinzhong chatted with the third senior sister and talked about this problem. He saw the literary woman shattering the sign of emergency convening in a calm expression, and then comforted the young man softly and said, "Junior brother, don't worry, when those who have been on the battlefield come back, they will naturally find the problem with you." Ling Qi did not dare to speak in the face of the third senior sister with such momentum, but just nodded to show that he knew.

So when the second senior brother rushed back in a hurry to think there was something wrong with his master's sect, Ling Qi could only scratch his head and pretend that it had nothing to do with him. However, when the third senior sister explained the situation, a trace of solemnity appeared on the tall man's face. This happened when he was not there. After patting Ling Qi for a few times, he planned to come to Wenqingfeng with his sword on his back to ask for an explanation.

Finally, after Ling Qi took a lot of words, the tall man took back his steps and adopted Ling Qi's suggestions and his advice on training. However, even if Ling Qi said unconscience, his training these days would be useless, and he would have stood still.

Ling Qi finished the painful dinner of the fourth senior sister. When he thought of being scolded by the senior sister at night, he felt a split headache. But before the boy could find a place to hide for leisure, he felt a force on his shoulders. Ling Qi subconsciously escaped and fought back and heard a familiar voice: "Lao Qi, you are not kind, you are polite when you meet the second senior brother. I greet you just by fist and kicking. How disappointing you are to be a senior brother!"

Ling Qi looked at the familiar figure and remembered that the third senior sister seemed to be crushed that day, and covered her head with a headache and asked, "Senior Brother Six, have you been called back too?"

"I felt something was wrong when I got the news from the third brother, and I was stuck behind the way, but I didn't expect that you, the little guy, had a problem for us senior brothers. You don't need to say anything about the words you comforted the second senior brother. I didn't think that your talent would need our help." Senior Brother Six was still lazy, leaning against the tree and holding a gourd and talking about the experiences he had experienced these days, which made the boy feel a little embarrassed.

"But I'm not coming back this time for this. I want to ask you what you think about the sect competition?" Senior Brother Six suddenly came over and looked at Ling Qi's eyes and spoke, which really shocked the young man. I remembered that he had only noticed it by Senior Brother Six before. However, the senior brother's words reminded Ling Qi of the master who seemed to have mentioned this a few months ago. However, several senior sisters were a little disdainful at that time, so he didn't take it seriously. What did the senior brother mentioning this now? Is it also trying to ask Qingfeng for an explanation?

"Junior brother, do you know how many peaks the Taishang has?" The man opposite leaned under the tree, holding a gourd in his hand, and holding a clear heart grass in his mouth. The picture made Ling Qi want to laugh a little. When he saw the man's eyes, he quickly said seriously: "If the senior brother asked about the Taishang everything, then the junior brother was not very clear, and no one would count it. However, the only ones on the list were the seventy-two peaks and the thirty-six valleys." Ling Qi added quietly in his heart. This was just to take into account the face of the peak masters, so he only ranked these. Otherwise, according to Ling Qi's understanding of the Taishang, there would probably be three hundred peaks on the list.

The man opposite seemed very satisfied with Ling Qi's answer, wrapped his hands behind his head, looked at the scenery in the distance and said softly: "Then do you know where our peak master is?"

"I remember the senior sister once said that because of the master's problem, our peak was not included in the ranking." Ling Qi recalled his experience in the Taishang Sect and complained that if he really wanted to let go, the young Taishang generation would be defeated by the greedy woman with a sword box. Thinking of the figure of Wenqing Peak, he was a little hesitant. The battle at Wanjian Mountain made Ling Qi feel a little psychologically shady, and the natural Senior Sister Xia was a little undecided. In this way, Ling Qi suddenly had some guesses in his heart, and asked the man under the tree with his eyes, and got a positive answer: "So generally those people will not participate in this competition."

"Although the master is not reliable, his vision and means of choosing an apprentice are indeed the best, so our Feng has not participated in the sect competition for a long time." Listening to the words of Senior Brother Six's face and heartlessness, Ling Qi could only secretly admire Senior Brother's skin for being the best.

The man under the tree didn't care about Ling Qi's emotions and continued, "But junior brother, you can really go to this muddy water in your current situation. And even if I don't say it, the sect leader who was snatched by his master a few times will order you to fight."

Ling Qi nodded in his heart when he thought of his previous experience when he broke through the realm, and then sat aside and waited for the subsequent text of Senior Brother Six. Since Senior Brother said this, there would naturally be a trick to deal with it! However, looking at Senior Brother Six who was suddenly silent and drinking, Ling Qi's uneasiness became heavier and he felt his eyes sinking and fainting on the ground before Ling Qi could ask.

Ling Qi was a little helpless. No wonder Senior Brother Six stopped talking. It seems that this senior brother is also a life of running errands! He opened his eyes and saw a tall woman with a smile. Ling Qi held his forehead helplessly and said, "Senior sister, if you want your junior brother to participate in the competition, you can just say it directly, don't force me around the bush!"

"You guy will always be the opponent in my eyes. I'm not you juniors, so if I don't do this, I'm afraid you will just talk back." The tall woman naturally knew that the sect's rules and regulations would have no effect on him, so she shook her head and pulled out a bowl of vegetables from Ling Qi's mind, frowned and looked at the young man with a calm face.

Ling Qi looked at the dish with painful memories, smiled and pulled the plate, coughed and said, "Senior Sister, you think of me too sinister. Moreover, in this situation, I really can't take action when facing those teenage children."

Hearing the words of this man who was skilled in trumping the blame, Meng Xinyue sighed and looked at the young man pretending to be innocent and said slowly: "Whatever you say, but this sect competition will definitely be a good experience for you. In your memory, aren't there often guys who make a big splash in the sect competition?"
Chapter completed!