Thinking of this, he limped out, closed the door, and listened to the side.

After waiting for a while, the fat Taoist priest finally spoke: "Is he leaving?"

"Um."

"Little Lezi, come out quickly!"

I heard a moaning in the room, and a thin Taoist priest was covered in filth and crawled out with a sad face.

"Go out and wash."

"Yes, Senior Brother Lu."

Fang Xian hid on the side, looked at the thin Taoist priest going out, and silently recorded his appearance.

A person in the room asked, "Senior Brother Lu, did this kid find out?"

"Hmph, I'm afraid he won't notice it." The fat Taoist priest said fiercely, "If you have the ability, he will complain. It depends on whether the master believes in him alone or all of us."

"Senior Brother Lu's clever plan." The younger brother next to him praised, "The master will talk again, saying that he has evil nature, he twisted his feet, and he still imagined that it was done by someone else, so he would let him carry the classics for several months, hahahaha..."

"Speak quietly..." The fat Taoist priest laughed and scolded, and ordered, "Everyone will go to bed. In three days, it will be a sect meeting. I hope no matter how hard his life is, it will be impossible for him to recover so quickly. Whoever faces Yang Guo will have to teach him a lesson. Do you understand?"

"What my senior brother taught me is a lesson!"

Fang Xian sighed, he was not a enemy of them, and he was tolerant everywhere, but in the end he was stepped on by them. Of course, this may also be Zhao Zhijing's intention. If these trashers under him do not say that they practice hard, they think about these secret moves all day long. No wonder Quanzhen's generation is worse than the other generation.

Thinking of this, he looked down at his ankles again, and he was already swollen and fat, and stepped on the ground, causing a slight pain.

If Tian Boguang's body had the ability to recover as well as a blood cow, and healing his wounds with energy, he could recover a lot in a while, but Yang Guo was the fate of an ordinary person in the end, so he had to keep his feet unobstructed. At least half a month or two months, it seemed like a martial arts competition. I'm afraid he was really going to make a fool of himself.

However, if there is an injury on your feet, it just happened to be a topic to avoid the competition.

But that happens... it is inevitable that people will be even more despised. Zhao Zhijing then talks again, forcing himself to be Scripture for a few months. Damn, it's not just for memorizing the scriptures.

Fang Xian thought, it would be better to ask Qiu Chuji to talk about it carefully, report all these things and let him decide.

But then I thought about it. Does Chu Qiu believe in the opportunity? He has already determined that he is very smart, and he may feel that these are all hard-working plans he has set. Then he will confront his disciples such as Zhao Zhijing, Lu Qingdu, etc., and then he will be more miserable.

In this world, it is not easy to get along at any level.

The more Fang Xian thought about it, the colder the more he was, the Quanzhen Sect was a dyeing vat. Apart from the Qi Zi of Quanzhen, there were really few good people. But these elders lived their own cultivation life, ignored the people's sentiments and let it go, which caused Quanzhen's current situation.

That's true, it's better to enter the ancient tomb one day and abandon this bullshit.

Yang Guo, Yang Guo. After all, there is only one way to go.

Thinking of this, he no longer delayed in this ghost place. He lame his legs and slipped towards the back mountain.

The errand I usually do is chopping wood in the back mountain. This is a heavy job. No one likes to do it, so I just take it on myself. I can practice my roots and bones when I run back and forth. I stay alone in the forest for a day, and it just happens to be quiet and memorize some scriptures faster.

Although the back mountain road was steep, Fang Xian was very familiar with it. He picked up a few branches, tied them together, acted as crutches, and walked towards the tomb.

He thought it was very good, but he was not experienced enough. He was looking for death when he walked along the mountain road with a lame heart.

He didn't walk far, and he turned to the gravel. When he held on, he loosened his body and lost his balance. He fell down. The mountain road was steep, and the fall became deeper. His body rolled and he didn't know where to go.

Fang Xian suffered pain and struggled was useless. He fell and ran into trouble for a while and suffered a lot of injuries again.

He himself was also sad. He had never seen any scene before, but he finally capsized in this gutter. It was so ironic.

In a daze, I lost consciousness...

I don’t know how long he had passed, but he felt that his whole body was clean and cool, especially on his feet, which seemed to have applied something, which was very comfortable. He opened his eyes in a daze, and there was stones all over the walls, and there was some yin tide. He was also lying on the bed of stone, which was a little uncomfortable.

When I stood up again, I saw that my feet had been covered with fat-like cream and the wounds on my body had been treated.

Fang Xian thought about it and was the protagonist, and he could be rescued with just a fall. As expected, this should be inside the ancient tomb. Yang Guo will not die!!

Thinking of this, he felt very happy.

At this moment, a sound came from outside the stone room.

The old voice of a year begged: "Miss, take him in..."

Another cold and charming female voice said: "The ancient tomb sect does not accept male disciples, the rules set by the master."

"But... I often meet this child in the back mountain. I always chop wood and carry the scriptures alone. I think I was bullied by those stinky Taoist priests... I went out tonight and saw his appearance again. If I didn't meet him, I'm afraid no one would know if he died in the mountains. At such a young age, he should not suffer such hardship."

"It's his business whether to die or not, everyone has their own destiny." The woman's voice gradually drifted away, "Send him back to Quanzhen quickly, I don't want to have trouble with them."

The old woman had no choice but to sigh and respond, shook her head and walked back to the stone room where Fang Xian was.

Seeing that Fang Xian had woken up and sat down, she sighed again: "Child... it's your life that is miserable..."

Fang Xian was stunned.

The old woman is full of kindness and gray hair, which is exactly the same as her grandmother who passed away when she was young. She always ate the food made by her grandmother when she was young, and she had not had enough time to get close to her grandmother. She regretted it when she left.

"Grandma..." Fang Xian said vaguely.

"..." The old woman was stunned. When she heard the child screaming sincerely, she was both happy and sad. She came over and hugged Yang Guo, "Good...good child..."

Fang Xian came to his senses at this moment. This world is so wonderful. It is definitely not a coincidence that the image of the old woman is just a projection, her own projection of her grandmother.

Thinking of this, he tried his best to calm down and reminisce about it.

There were only two people in the ancient tomb sect at this time. One was the maid of the ancestor Lin Chaoying, who was now an old woman, and probably Grandma Sun in front of him. The other was naturally Xiaolongnu, the woman who was just talking.

He couldn't help but sigh again. He was not so lucky. After entering the ancient tomb, Xiaolongnu just refused to accept it.

If you deal with an ordinary woman, you should go up and act cute, but Xiaolong girl is cold-hearted, but she just doesn't take this trick. No matter how much nonsense she talks, it will only have a counterproductive effect.

"Thank you, mother-in-law, for saving me..." Fang Xian calmed down and held up his body and smiled, "Mother-in-law's medicine is really effective, the pain is much better."

When Grandma Sun saw him, she didn't feel sorry for her. She opened the drawer repeatedly, took some medicinal supplements, and tied up a bag.

"My mother-in-law can't make the decision and can't accept you. You can take these things away and apply them on your feet every day. There are some other supplements such as jade slurry. After practicing, it will be very beneficial."

"Mother-in-law, there is no need to do it anymore. I can't practice qigong anyway..." Fang Xian sighed.

My mother-in-law was shocked and asked her why.

Fang Xian saw that Grandma Sun was very similar to his biological grandma. He couldn't help but feel some feelings. He was like a grandson and grandma talking, telling all the experiences he had experienced in Quanzhen to Grandma Sun.

Grandma Sun was both angry and heartbroken when she heard this, and her body was trembling with anger.

"These stinky Taoist priests are kind to repay their kindness and are unkind and righteous. No one is good!! You, a child, have fought for Quanzhen's reputation. In the end, this ended up being unfair. Great unfair!" Grandma Sun was Lin Chaoying's maid back then. Lin Chaoying and Wang Chongyang had a very complicated relationship. When it came to Grandma Sun's side, she naturally had no good impression of Quanzhen Sect. She immediately rowed a stone table and shouted, "Good grandson, wait, mother-in-law talked to Miss Long again, and even if she had such an old face, she would take you in."

Fang Xian knew that Xiaolongnu's temperament was, and the more he was like this, the more useless it was. He quickly grabbed Grandma Sun: "My mother-in-law doesn't need it anymore. Miss Long will not break the rules of the ancient tomb. It's useless to say more, I'll leave."

Grandma Sun sighed again, thinking that the child was sensible and felt pity, so she took some treasures and stuffed them into her bag, and said, "You can take these things away, don't let those Taoists know that they are hiding them, which is very beneficial for practicing."

When Fang Xian saw that Grandma Sun was sincere, he immediately stopped refusing: "Thank you, Grandma!"

According to his style of conduct, he should have tried to squeeze out the ancient tomb skills at this time, but he couldn't speak to this mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law packed up his things and kidnapped her to Yang Guo.

"Good kid, your legs are inconvenient. It took me many years to use this torture, and it's very banned."

Fang Xian held the material that was unknown, and it was full of vicissitudes of life, which was very touched.

"What does mother-in-law use?"

"It's okay. Your foot injury has healed, so it's still for my mother-in-law."

After talking, she pulled Yang Guo out of the tomb.

When I went out, I saw that there were people outside, including all kinds of people, including young men and gangsters. All the men were all men, but they were noisy even in the middle of the night.

When the crowd saw someone coming out, they were all bustling.

When I saw it again, it was a mother-in-law who was leading a little devil, and then she sighed again and pushed her back.

Fang Xian quickly covered his face so that he could not see his appearance clearly.

The ancient tomb was originally elegant and quiet, and was surrounded by a group of people, which greatly ruined the atmosphere.

Seeing that these people were still there, Grandma Sun cursed: "I have scolded you all, why don't you leave quickly, don't spare the tranquility of my ancient tomb!"

A long-haired young man stood up and said respectfully: "This must be Grandma Sun. Today is the 18th birthday of the Little Dragon Girl. I wonder what to celebrate?"

Grandma Sun hated such a slick man the most, and immediately said angrily: "You get away from it and it is the best celebration."

"Haha... Mother-in-law is so serious. Which girl doesn't like the scenery and the bustling atmosphere." The young man waved his arm, and the sound of fireworks were roaring around him, which was beautiful.

He raised his breath and shouted into the tomb, "Little Wang Huodu, I'm here to give me a wedding ceremony when I hear the birthday of Miss Long, and I'm here to give me a bride gift and fireworks. I'll hope Miss Long will enjoy her face for a while!!!"

As soon as he said that, someone behind him cursed: "Where is the bullshit prince? Why are you so big?"

"Miss Long doesn't like the excitement, but you just come here to sweep people's interest?"

"Isn't it just that there is a few stinky money? What's there to be crazy about?"

The people behind me quarrel made this place even more noisy!~!
Chapter completed!