Leng Chuan galloped all the way, attracting the attention of all the disciples, looking very majestic.

Leng Chuan is stationed outside and is a person who enjoys being in public. He likes to be supported by others. If someone steals his limelight, he will feel uncomfortable all over.

"boom!"

Leng Chuan turned into a dark green light and suddenly fell into the Barefoot Old Ghost Temple. The powerful air wave shook the surrounding dust.

"Disciple Leng Chuan learned that the Eighth Patriarch was injured, so he came to visit."

Leng Chuan shouted proudly, looking very imposing and confident.

The barefoot old ghost had long noticed Leng Chuan's aura, and when he saw Leng Chuan's aura, he knew that this person was definitely not just here to visit him, but he didn't want to argue with a junior, so he knocked on the lounge chair with the curved wooden stick in his hand and said: "

Oh, it’s Leng Chuan, come in. I’m fine, old ghost, so I’ll let you worry about it.”

Leng Chuan smiled proudly and strode into the Laogui Taoist Temple.

When he came to the quiet room where the old ghost was lying, Leng Chuan looked around and found that the old ghost was alone. He deliberately raised his eyebrows and said: "Eight Ancestor, you are so seriously injured that no one of your disciples comes to take care of you. Huh, what a shame.

Help the unfilial children."

At this time, Tongli flew to the old ghost's quiet room, looked at the four people making a lot of noise, and then sensed the eighteen disciples who were watching dozens of miles away. She frowned slightly and said: "Brothers, Master is happy to

Quietly, if you have nothing else to do, you might as well drink a few cups of tea and then leave quietly."

Leng Chuan frowned and turned to look at Tongli. He realized that Tongli was only in the second stage of infant transformation. He smiled coldly and said: "Oh, this is the new junior sister. Last time I returned to the sect.

.I haven’t heard of your existence yet. Haha, I didn’t expect the Eighth Patriarch to be so leisurely and elegant. He has accepted so many disciples at once, and this place was not so lively before. I think the Eighth Patriarch has been quiet for a long time, and now he likes the excitement."

The barefoot old ghost smiled slightly. For the sake of the Fourth Ancestor, he did not want to argue with these juniors, so he said: "Old ghost, I like to be troubled and quiet. It all depends on my temper. Since you like it, then stay here. But.

, Old ghost, my Taoist temple is too small. If you don’t mind, feel free to sit down. If you have anything, I will also chat with you, old ghost.”

After hearing Lengchuan's words, Tongli became slightly angry and said, "Brothers, please excuse me."

After saying that, she turned around and exited the old ghost's quiet room. She was not worried about what the four Lengchuan people would do to the barefoot old ghost. Even if the old ghost was injured, it was not something that these juniors could deal with.

At this time, Bei Feng and Shi Xu also walked down from the second floor of the Taoist Temple. They both frowned and looked at the noisy four people.

Leng Chuan glanced at Beifeng and Shi Xu and sent a message to Yuan Quandao: "Who is Yan Lan among them?"

Yuan Quan sent a message: "None of them are Yanlan. The strong one is named Shi Xu, and the thinner one is named Beifeng. They are all just disciples of the Eighth Ancestor."

Leng Chuan nodded slightly and faced the old ghost and said: "Eight Ancestor, the disciples you have accepted are still very low in strength. You are injured again and there is no one to protect you. How can you do this? What if the Xuan clan spies take advantage of this?

It’s not very dangerous. It is said that Junior Brother Yan Lan is very powerful, and with him here, he can intimidate the Xuan Clan monsters. But, why didn’t I see his figure?”

The barefoot old ghost knew Leng Chuan's intention, and said with a faint smile: "It doesn't matter, old ghost, although I am injured and old and dazzled, but most Xuan clan masters can't hide it from the old ghost's eyes. Yan Lan probably practiced, and now, he is

I, the pillar of the old ghost lineage, have to accumulate strength to deal with the Xuan clan, so I can’t let him sit idle and take care of my old bones all day long.”

"Oh, are you practicing? At this critical moment, your cultivation is too deep. If the Xuan Clan attacks, you won't even be able to sense it. You really don't care about the safety of our sect. Could it be that you kill a few monks from the Xuan Clan and just Do you think that the Xuan Clan is papery and underestimate the Xuan Clan?"

Leng Chuan said proudly that he had no fear of the barefoot old ghost. This was because the old ghost was known for his good temper and would not make things difficult for his disciples, let alone attack fellow disciples.

Shi Xu frowned and said displeasedly: "Senior Brother, are you dissatisfied with Junior Brother Yan's strength?"

Bei Feng, who has always been serious about his words, also said softly: "There is jealousy in the words, it must be dissatisfaction!"

Yuan Quan secretly smiled, the smell of gunpowder ignited before Yan Lan appeared, it was just as he wished.

Behind Leng Chuan, a short and fat disciple named Fan Qian raised his eyebrows and stepped in front of Shi Xu. He stared into Shi Xu's eyes fiercely and said viciously: "Boy, I think you are dissatisfied! "

Shi Xu smiled slightly and said: "My cultivation level is not as good as yours, so how dare you dissatisfy it. However, you are not allowed to make irresponsible remarks or point fingers at Junior Brother Yan!"

Bei Feng immediately responded: "Indeed, because you are not worthy."

Tong Xingxing's eyes widened and she stared blankly at Shi Xu and Bei Feng. This was the first time she saw Shi Xu and Bei Feng quarreling with others.

Seeing someone defending Yan Lan, Tong Xun's eyebrows gradually widened. With the old ghost here, these disciples would not dare to be too presumptuous.

"Hey, your mouth is also very tough!"

Behind Leng Chuan, another tall and thin disciple named Chu Zhu ducked in front of Bei Feng. The hilt of the sword in his hand was pressed against Bei Feng's Dantian.

When the barefoot old ghost saw the dispute between his disciples, he knew that if he stopped it as an elder, everyone in Lengchuan would definitely feel dissatisfied, so he coughed lightly and looked at everyone with a half-smile, as if watching a play.

When Leng Chuan saw that the old ghost didn't stop him, he snorted coldly, raised his head proudly, and acquiesced to the behavior of his two junior brothers.

In Leng Chuan's view, both Fan Zhu and Chu Zhu have reached the middle stage of the Fourth Evolution Infant Transformation, which is a little higher than Yuan Quan. They have been stationed outside the sect with him, although they have never done anything big. But it is also to endure hardships for the sect. Therefore, it is not a big sin to go a little too far.

What's more, it is normal for disciples of the same sect to have disputes. As long as their lives are not at stake, the elders are not allowed to interfere.

Shi Xu also stared at Fan Qian's eyes, and said coldly: "Senior brother, take your eyes away from mine, otherwise, you will be very sad."

Fan Qiang grinned, his body couldn't help shaking a few times, and said proudly: "Haha, you are such an arrogant new disciple, why do you think you will be embarrassed by me? I will stare at you, I will stare at you, can you make it happen? Why am I sad?"

Instead of moving his eyes away, Fan Qiang moved closer to Shi Xu's eyes. The distance between their eyes was only two fingers wide, and the tips of their noses were almost touching.

Shi Xu said quietly: "If you don't move away, you will really be sad!"

Fan Zhuang found it even more funny, and he got closer to Shi Xu's eyes, with his lips almost touching Shi Xu's mouth, and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, how can you make me sad, unless you kiss me , I might feel sick and sad. I really want to know if there are any other ways you can make me sad."

Tongzhi looked at this scene and pouted slightly, then glanced at the barefoot old ghost, and both of them smiled secretly.

Because Shi Xu was born with bright pupils. Shi Xu's strength was not as good as that of Fan Qiang, but when it comes to eyes, even ten Fan Qiang were no match for Shi Xu.
Chapter completed!