Fairyland Chapter 12 Touched Xiaopang Wu

Not a few minutes later.

With a worried look on his face, Mu Sheng came to the main hall and bowed respectfully: "Disciple has met Master!"

"What happened to your right hand?"

Noticing his shrugged right hand, the leader of the Lingxian Sect asked.

"this……"

Mu Sheng opened his mouth and looked uncertainly at the leader of the Lingxian Sect: "Master...Master, has the Ninth Elder complained to you?"

"Complain?"

The leader of the Lingxian Sect was startled, thought of something, and said calmly: "I called you here because I really want to ask about the Ninth Elder. He said that his strength has improved. If you don't believe me, I can ask you. Tell me, what's going on?" "

"I……"

Mu Sheng opened his mouth, but facing the plain but heart-stopping eyes of the leader of the Lingxian Sect, he still did not dare to hide anything and recounted the events that had happened on the Ninth Peak truthfully.

"You said you were beaten by Zhang Yun?"

The leader of the Lingxian Sect looked surprised after hearing this.

Beat...

These two words made Mu Sheng's mouth twitch, but he still nodded bitterly, "Master, I am indeed defeated by the Ninth Elder. The feeling he gives me is no different from other elders in the Golden Core stage. The disciple doubts that his realm has not fallen at all. !”

"Didn't you fall?"

The leader of the Lingxian Sect looked at Mu Sheng calmly: "In the meeting a few days ago, I personally inspected the body of the Ninth Elder. His golden elixir was undoubtedly broken. Why, do you think I have poor eyesight and saw it wrong?"

"Disciples don't dare!"

Mu Sheng quickly shook his head.

"Hmph. Since you have failed, practice hard and don't just think about making excuses for your failure!"

The leader of the Lingxian Sect suddenly shouted: "Also, flying to the top of the ninth peak, making loud noises, and openly attacking the elders. Each of these violates the sect rules set by me personally. Mu Sheng, you Do you still have the sect’s rules in your eyes?”

Mu Sheng's body trembled, and he fell to his knees with a fright: "Disciple knows his mistake!"

"Forgive me for your first offense and for taking the initiative to tell the story. I won't pursue it too much this time. I will fine you three months' salary. Can you accept the punishment?"

"Disciple, accept your punishment!"

Mu Sheng responded quickly.

"Go!"

The leader of Lingxian Sect waved his hand.

Mu Sheng bowed and left the hall.

It wasn't until he left that the leader of the Lingxian Sect looked in the direction Zhang Yun had left, with a slightly curved mouth: "Is there any improvement? He directly crushed my second disciple. Zhang Yun, Zhang Yun, I am. I underestimated you, kid!”

The main peak of the sect, Lingshiku.

"I'll take the spirit stone!"

Zhang Yun looked at a middle-aged deacon in front of him, handed out the token just given by the sect leader, and asked at the same time: "How many spiritual stones can I get with this token?"

The middle-aged deacon glanced at the token, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he cupped his hands and said, "Ninth Elder, can this token be used to obtain up to ten thousand spiritual stones?"

"Only ten thousand?"

"..."

The middle-aged deacon's eyes twitched slightly when he looked at him as if he was too young.

Ten thousand spiritual stones is not enough? This is already equivalent to his salary as a deacon for nearly a year!

"Get them all!"

Zhang Yun waved his hand.

"OK!"

The middle-aged deacon nodded and went into the warehouse to get the spiritual stone.

Zhang Yun couldn't help but shake his head as he watched, secretly criticizing the sect leader for being stingy.

Seeing that the sect master did not mention the quantity earlier, he thought that the token could be worth tens of thousands of spirit stones at least, but only ten thousand if you dare...

Forget it, let’s make do with it!

After getting 10,000 spirit stones, Zhang Yun returned all the way to the Ninth Peak.

As soon as I came back, I saw two apprentices standing at the entrance of the mountain road, one with a cautious face and the other with a helpless face.

"Master, you are finally back!"

Seeing Zhang Yun coming back, the helpless Wu Xiaopang's eyes lit up and he immediately came to greet him.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhang Yun looked doubtful.

Wu Xiaopang said helplessly: "Master, I told you that I was your disciple, but this senior brother didn't believe me and stopped me here to prevent me from going up the mountain!"

Zhang Yun looked at Xu Ming.

Xu Ming understood the conversation between Wu Xiaopang and Zhang Yun, and couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment: "Master, I didn't know he was really a junior, so..."

"You are right, my teacher didn't inform you!"

Zhang Yun waved his hand: "Okay, let's get to know each other formally!"

Xu Ming looked at Wu Xiaopang and said apologetically: "Sorry, junior brother, senior brother misunderstood earlier, my name is Xu Ming!"

He said extending his hand.

"It's okay, senior brother, my name is Wu Xiaopang!"

Wu Xiaopang also stretched out his hand and shook it.

The two apprentices smiled at the same time.

"Okay, come up with me!"

Zhang Yun was amused, so he said something and walked towards the top of the mountain.

The two apprentices quickly followed.

Return to the cave.

Zhang Yun said, "Ming'er, go and practice. I want to talk to your junior brother alone!"

"Master, that..."

Xu Ming did not leave immediately after hearing this, but suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Yun was startled.

"Master, after consolidating my realm, I feel that my cultivation has been a bit slow in the past two days..."

Xu Ming hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Master, I need some spiritual stones!"

He knew that Zhang Yun consumed a lot of spirit stones for him when he practiced the Nine Transformations of the Golden Dragon last time. If he didn't really need it now, he wouldn't be able to do it at all.

"What do you think you are doing as a teacher? Take it, there are two thousand spiritual stones in it!"

Zhang Yun laughed, took out a storage ring containing spiritual stones and handed it out: "If you don't have enough, come and find me as a teacher. In the future, if you need spiritual stones, just tell me directly, no need to be coy. Since you have accepted me as your teacher, then I will be my teacher." I won’t let you worry about spiritual stones!”

"Thank you, master!"

Xu Ming gratefully took the storage ring, nodded, and left the cave happily.

Zhang Yun smiled.

On the side, Fatty Wu was stunned, staring at Zhang Yun with disbelief on his face.

This is two thousand spirit stones!

This master actually gave it to him as soon as he said it?

Thinking of the time when he became a disciple before, he always gave the master spiritual stones. Once you fail to provide it in time, you will be scolded and asked to do a lot of chores, or just like before, you will be expelled if you make a small mistake...

The more Wu Xiaopang thought about it, the more aggrieved he became.

They are both apprentices, so the gap is too big!

"What's wrong?"

At this time, Zhang Yun also looked at Wu Xiaopang and couldn't help but wonder when he saw his eyes were red.

"Master, will you give me spirit stones to practice like you did to my senior brother in the future?"

"Since my master has accepted you as my disciple, I will naturally treat you equally!"

With a simple sentence, Wu Xiaopang couldn't help crying anymore, and he threw himself into Zhang Yun's arms.

Zhang Yun was a little confused, but thinking of the previous conversation between Wu Xiaopang and Deacon Li at the Sect Master Peak, he understood something and patted Wu Xiaopang on the back with relief.

"You have gained the approval of your disciple Wu Xiaopang and successfully accepted you as a disciple!"

Zhang Yun was surprised when he heard the ethereal sound that suddenly came from his ears.

When he came back earlier, he was still thinking about how to get Wu Xiaopang to recognize him, but now he recognized him?

It seemed that his second disciple had indeed suffered a lot of injustice under Deacon Li!

After a long while, Fatty Wu calmed down and looked at Zhang Yun a little embarrassed: "Master, I'm sorry. I lost my temper!"

"It doesn't matter!"

Zhang Yun waved his hand and pointed to the futon next to him: "Sit down, my master is going to teach you a set of exercises now!"

"Kung Fu?"

Wu Xiaopang quickly sat down after hearing this, his expression became curious.

Zhang Yun said, "Close your eyes first. Don't open them until my teacher tells you to do so!"

"Okay, Master!"

Wu Xiaopang was a little confused, but he still closed his eyes as he was told.

Zhang Yun looked at it and immediately touched the back of his hand, and the Immortal Master's order mark appeared.

"Enter!"

He whispered in a tone that only he could hear.

A flash before his eyes.

Looking around again, we have entered the vast white world of the Immortal Master again.

Zhang Yun immediately entered the Wanjie Kung Fu Pavilion and said: "Match!"

'Start matching the exercises for your second apprentice Wu Xiaopang...'

Match completed!

Soon as these four words appeared, the void in front of Zhang Yun twisted, and a glittering scroll appeared.