Today I hold the world

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. The old man's surname is Huang. I went up the mountain to visit the noble Taoist Jian during the day. Because I talked about business matters, I delayed the time to go down the mountain. If I want to leave now, I will disturb the dream of friendship on the trail. Please forgive me."

The old man in front of him took two steps back. Only then did Wei Jin realize that he was a living person, and his cultivation base was so deep that he couldn't perceive it. It was obviously Senior Foundation Establishment.

Young people, no matter how courageous they are, if they meet such an embarrassing old man in the middle of the night, they will inevitably be stupefied in panic. When they come back to their senses, they realize that they have lost their composure and have humiliated the door for nothing. The remedy is nothing more than to pretend to be calm:

"You, you, you, come out of the mountain, why are you scaring me?"

Huang Youyou's faint green eyes blinked calmly, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a laugh: "Hehe~ I'm really sorry, are you sober, fellow daoist? Can you open the formation hole?"

Wei Jin was annoyed in his heart, and his expression was not good, "Yes! I am a majestic red dragon, and you are still locked up?"

He rushed to the supervisory office not far away on the mountainside and shouted: "Senior brother Zhang, temporarily open the mountain gate, there are guests who want to leave."

There was a figure waving at the supervisory office, and a hole was opened in the spiritual power barrier behind Wei Jin, and Huang Youyou pointed at him angrily, "No, get out."

Huang Youyou nodded, and took two steps forward. When he was about to step out the door, he stopped and took out a spirit sword with a faint silver light. It was a little over two feet long, which was just in line with Wei Jin's height, " Although this [Must Dust Sword] is low in rank, its appearance is not vulgar, and it should be an apology for disturbing a little fellow Taoist.

The old man has a lot of reverence for the noble Taoist Jian, and we have a very happy chat today, which has also led to some cooperation. I will definitely come to visit often in the future, and I ask the little fellow Taoist to be more convenient. "

After waving the things into Wei Jin's hands, Huang Youyou stepped out the door and disappeared without a trace.

Wei Jin was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly raised his hand and called out: "Senior, you can't help it, in my door..."

Where can I still see people.

My mood changed from initial annoyance and annoyance to apprehension and gratitude at the moment. I just felt that the old man was quite good. I was taken aback, so I used the spirit sword as an apology, really generous.

Standing on the spot and thinking about it carefully, I was really rude just now, the dignified senior who established the foundation asked me in a harmonious voice, how could I be rude and angry?

The more Wei Jin thought about it, the more he blamed himself. Having never seen anything in the world, he stared at the low-grade spirit weapon in his hand, and murmured to himself: "There are rules in the family, and you can't accept bribes at will. I... can be regarded as a bribe." A bribe?"

While walking back and forth, he shook his head and denied: "How can it be considered a bribe? This is his apology!"

Thinking of Jiang Ming's flamboyant aura among his peers, he was even more reluctant to part with the sword in his hand.

Turning around and looking at Chang Zizai who was sleeping beside the stone platform, Wei Jin was silent for a long time, then walked over and shook Chang Zizai awake: "Fatty, I have something to tell you, wake up."

After shaking for a long time, Chang Zizai sat up sleepily, "What are you calling me for in the middle of the night?"

Although they look down on this fat man on weekdays, they are brothers in the same discipline after all, and there are some things that it is indeed better to discuss together.

After telling Chang Zizai roughly what happened just now, Wei Jin only waited for him to express his attitude, and Chang Zizai said in a daze, "This is indeed a bribe."

Wei Jin clenched his sword tightly, "How can it be considered a bribe? This is an apology."

"This is a bribe!"

"It's an apology."

"This is a bribe!"

"This... really should be regarded as an apology."

"This is a bribe!"

……

The fat man in front of him had an upright face, he became more and more emboldened when he taught Wei Jinyue, and finally said dejectedly: "Okay, I'll hand this over to Boss Zong tomorrow."

Chang Zizai's chubby face showed a sly color, and he asked with a victor's attitude: "Do you want this sword?"

"I..." Wei Jin faltered for a long time, not daring to say what he liked, but it just showed that he wanted it very much.

"Just take it if you want, lest I sue you?" Chang Zizai suddenly put on a nonchalant expression.

Wei Jin's eyes widened, "Okay you fat man, what did you argue with me just now, it made me fearful."

Chang Zizai lay lazily on the stone steps, and covered his body with his turned-up robe. He was always idle and lazy, and never argued with others. Understand that I am not stupid, but just lazy to talk to him.

Wei Jin stroked the silver sword for a long time, and sat down next to Chang Zizai, "I owe you a favor this time, what do you want to do next time, I will help you."

Chang Zizai waved his hands and said an impatient word, "Take care of your post, I want to sleep."

The night wind was blowing, Chang Zizai twisted his body, the stone steps were facing away from the wind, he changed into a comfortable position and continued to snore.

Wei Jin raised his hand as if he was about to hit him, and cursed silently, seeing that Chang Zizai soon fell asleep again, and he himself fell silent.

Among the same generation, Wei Jin's best friend is Wei Changsheng. He used to look down on the fat man, but his stupid younger brother wanted to play with the fat man no matter what. Today, when he looked at the guy sleeping on the ground, he didn't dislike him all of a sudden. .

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They guarded the mountain gate for seven consecutive days, rested during the day and took turns at night, and had to take time to meditate and breathe. The two of them felt novel at first, but after getting used to it, they found it boring.

Chang Zizai was on duty every night, and Chang Zizai basically didn't wake up until the next morning. Wei Jin stood alone in the middle of the courtyard. Since there were very few doormen coming in and out at night, he could hardly find anyone to chat with and joke with.

The moonlight was thick today, and seeing the fat man sleeping soundly again, Wei Jin took out the sword that Huang Youyou gave him and swung it around, practicing sword moves.

In order to sharpen their temperament, Zong Buer asked them to guard the gate of the mountain for a month. Although they don't need to take any responsibility, they have to stand at the gate all the time.

"Little friend?"

In the middle of practicing the sword, a familiar call came from outside the mountain guard formation. Wei Jin stopped and turned his head to look, and saw that old man surnamed Huang again.

I haven't seen him for seven days, but the old man still looks the same, the difference is that the robe on his body has been replaced with gold-rimmed black material, which adds thickness to his thin body.

"Hey, Senior Huang, are you here to visit my Uncle Jian again?"

"Yeah, the things we discussed a few days ago came to fruition. Today I rushed to report from Huaishan Mountain, and it's late at night again. Can I trouble fellow daoists to report?"

"It's easy to say, I'll go up the mountain to report."

Wei Jin kicked Chang Zizai: "Fatty, don't sleep, there are guests."

After Chang Zizai stood up in a daze, Wei Jin had already run towards the mountain, Chang Zizai stared at Huang Youyou outside the mountain barrier and yawned.