MTL - My Wife, Something is Wrong-Chapter 631 Patriarch Ling Xiao's shock was a rare experience in a century.

  Chapter 631 Patriarch Ling Xiao's shock, a rare physique in a century!

  The dishes are delicious.

  Luo Qingzhou was not polite, and buried himself in eating.

  Linghu Qingzhu picked up the jug, helped him pour a glass of wine, and placed it in front of him.

  Luo Qingzhou took a look and said, "Thank you, uncle, but I don't drink."

  Linghu Qingzhu said: "You smell it first, it's fruit wine, you won't get drunk."

  Hearing the words, Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and smelled it, and there was a faint fruity scent.

  He hesitated for a moment, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. It was sweet in the mouth and fragrant in the throat. It was indeed very delicious.

  He drank it in one gulp and continued eating.

  Linghu Qingzhu picked up the jug again, poured him a glass, and asked, "Why don't you eat this plate of meat?"

  Luo Qingzhou glanced at the dish and said, "Master, I don't like donkey meat."

   "Donkey meat?"

  Linghu Qingzhu was startled when he heard the words, and then said: "This is venison, how could you recognize it as donkey meat?"

  Luo Qingzhou looked at the meat on the plate, keeping Sister Yue's words in mind.

  Even if it was venison, he would not eat it.

   "I don't like to eat venison, uncle, you can eat it alone."

  He continued to bury his head in eating other dishes.

  Linghu Qingzhu picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of venison, put it into his bowl, and said, "Taste it."

  Luo Qingzhou quickly picked it up, put it back into her bowl, and said, "Master, I really don't want to eat."

  Linghu Qingzhu squinted his eyes, glanced at him, then at the meat in the bowl, then looked at him again and said, "You don't doubt that there is something wrong with the meat, do you?"

  Luo Qingzhou said: "Of course not, I just..."

   "Just what?"

  Linghu Qingzhu said coldly.

  Luo Qingzhou hurriedly said: "Uncle, I just think that donkeys, deer and other small animals are so cute, how can I eat their meat? I can't put my mouth down."

  Linghu Qingzhu's eyebrows twitched, and said: "There are so many people in Jinyiwei, you can destroy the corpses and wipe out all the traces, and tell me now, you can't say anything to these animals?"

  Luo Qingzhou defended with a straight face: "Master, that's different. The little animal is innocent and didn't do anything bad. Jin Yiwei is all bad guys. Besides, I really didn't kill Jin Yiwei."

  Linghu Qingzhu looked at him coldly for a while, then picked up the meat from the bowl, put it in his bowl, and said, "If you don't give me a reason that I can accept today, you must eat this meat."

  Luo Qingzhou looked at the meat in the bowl, and thought to himself: Sister Yue said she couldn't eat this meat. I don't know if she could see something from that photo. After all, Sister Yue's strength is unfathomable. However, there is no need for Master Uncle to harm me. Could it be possible that he can drug me?

how is this possible?

  Why did Master Uncle drug me? Steal from me? Root of Thunder?

   It’s not right either, Master Uncle doesn’t seem to know that I have the root of Thunder Spirit.

  Or maybe, sister Yue is indeed wrong.

   Or maybe, this meat conflicts with the medicinal effect of Hualing Pill?

  Thinking of this, he couldn't eat anymore.

  The Spiritual Transformation Pill is hard-won, sister Yue spent a lot of resources to refine it for him, and it must not be wasted.

   "Master, it's like this."

He immediately explained: "Uncle Master, have you ever heard of a song? I have liked to listen to that song since I was a child, so I have liked donkeys, horses, deer and other animals since I was a child, so I would rather starve to death. won't eat their meat."

  Linghu Qingzhu put down his chopsticks when he heard the words, and said, "What song? Sing it and I'll listen to it."

  Luo Qingzhou also put down his chopsticks, and said, "Master, I may not sing very well, but if you listen to the lyrics, you will know how cute they are. I really can't put my mouth down."

  Linghu Qingzhu said coldly: "Stop talking, sing!"

  Luo Qingzhou cleared his throat, and sang in a low voice: "I have a little donkey, which I never ride. One day I rode it to the market on a whim..."

  Linghu Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have sung this song when he went down the mountain that day.

   So, he wasn't lying?

After Luo Qingzhou sang it again, he said again: "Uncle Shi, when we were young we changed the donkeys in the lyrics to horses and other animals, so I still remember them vividly, and I like those animals very much. Uncle Shi suddenly let me I really can't bear to eat their meat."

Linghu Qingzhu was silent for a while, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the meat in his bowl, put it on the plate, then picked up the plate, put it on the stone bench beside him, and said with a calm expression: "Eat other meat." Let's eat."

  Luo Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief, picked up his chopsticks and said, "Thank you, uncle, for your understanding."

   After a while.

  Linghu Qingzhu suddenly looked at him and said, "I remember when you went down the mountain last time, you sang about holding a ponytail in your hand, why is it that you are holding a small leather whip in your hand today?"

"what?"

  Luo Qingzhou was taken aback when he heard the words, blinked his eyes, and said, "Really? Did Uncle Master hear me sing last time?"

  Linghu Qingzhu said coldly: "I heard it, the song is about riding a little donkey, holding the ponytail in his hand, and splashing mud all over, not falling all over."

Luo Qingzhou hesitated, and said: "Oh, maybe I forgot the lyrics and sang it indiscriminately. As I said just now, some words can be changed in this song. Donkeys can be changed into horses, deer into deer, etc. Yes, it’s fine, maybe it’s a wrong song..."

  Linghu Qingzhu looked at him dubiously, but didn't speak any more.

  Luo Qingzhou continued to eat with his head down.

   Not long after, the food on the table has been swept away by him like a storm.

   "Uncle, thank you for your dinner, I'm going back to practice."

  After eating and drinking, Luo Qingzhou was ready to leave.

   After all, it is already night, and it is not good for the lonely men and widows to stay in a cave.

   And he should go back to take Hualing Pill, ready to retreat and sprint.

  Linghu Qingzhu looked at him and said: "You promised me to practice swords with me. We haven't finished practicing the black and white swordsmanship last time."

  Luo Qingzhou looked puzzled: "Master, can you wait for a few days? I will definitely accompany you to practice in a few days."

  Linghu Qingzhu was about to speak, when Su Feng's voice suddenly came from outside: "Master, just now the suzerain sent someone to inform you and junior brother Chu to go to the main hall, saying that the ancestor has left the customs."

  As soon as these words came out, Linghu Qingzhu's expression froze, and he said immediately: "Let's go to the main hall."

  Luo Qingzhou was surprised and followed immediately.

  Walking on the road, he asked cautiously, "Master Uncle, who is the Patriarch?"

  Linghu Qingzhu was silent for a while, and said: "He is the oldest, longest-lived, and strongest master-uncle of our Lingxiao Sect. He has been in seclusion for more than ten years, and he unexpectedly came out today."

  Luo Qingzhou's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "Uncle Master, how high is the ancestor's cultivation?"

  Linghu Qingzhu shook his head and said: "I don't know either. I'm afraid there are not many who really know his cultivation, not even the suzerain."

  Luo Qingzhou wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Linghu Qingzhu looked at him and said: "You don't need to hide it later. If the ancestor wants to ask about your cultivation, just tell the truth, otherwise the suzerain will be very embarrassed. After all, you are the suzerain's direct disciple, you should understand I mean right?"

  Luo Qingzhou nodded and said: "Master, I understand. If I am too weak, the suzerain will definitely be blamed, right?"

  Linghu Qingzhu said: "It's not a big deal to blame, it's just that the suzerain doesn't look good."

  Luo Qingzhou nodded and said, "I see."

at the same time.

  In the main hall of the main peak, the ten elders and several peak masters gathered here, and everyone's face showed excitement.

   Even Fairy Zixia, the suzerain of the Lingxiao Sect, stood respectfully below.

  On the top seat, sat a tall, thin old man wearing a gray robe, with silver hair, but a rosy complexion and a hale and hearty look.

  He is the highest senior ancestor Zhuang Zhiyan of the Lingxiao Sect.

  At this time, several elders were telling him what happened in the sect in the past few years, skipping some trivial matters, and only talking about some more important things.

  Although Zhuang Zhiyan never cared about these mundane matters, after all, he has been in seclusion for more than ten years, and he is listening very seriously at this time.

  Finally, he talked about the recent Ling Xiao initial test, as well as the newly recruited disciples of various sects and so on.

  Great Elder Wu Youzi also told about Xianyun Pavilion's desire to marry.

After they finished speaking, Zhuang Zhiyan pondered for a while, looked at Fairy Zixia beside him, and said kindly: "Zixia, the personal disciple you accepted is because he has the talent to crack formations? Is there any other talent?"

Before Fairy Zixia could answer, Mo Jiufeng from Beiwang Peak said, "Master Uncle, we all fell in love with that young man back then, because he can ignore the talent of formations. As for other talents, they are all It can be ignored. Many of our sect's direct disciples, and even those inner disciples who are at the top of the Qing Yun list, are much more talented than him."

Shi Tian, ​​the peak owner of Chaoyang Peak, also sneered, and said, "Master Uncle, that young man's cultivation level at the beginning was only the mid-term cultivation level of a martial artist. The few of us wanted to accept him as a personal disciple, but we just thought his The talent is special, and it will bring great benefits to our sect. After all, there are several ancient spaces that we have not been able to enter. If we really want to talk about the talent of cultivation, he may not even be an inner disciple. Neither fit."

   Several other peak masters also echoed.

Back then they were all fighting for that very special talent of ignoring formations. Of course, that young man was indeed stronger than other disciples of the same level, but compared with other genius disciples in the sect, he was still Much worse.

The reason why they are ridiculed now is that they lost face because they didn't grab it at the beginning; They were all rejected by the suzerain, so I was a little angry. As for the third, it is naturally because of the marriage with Xianyun Pavilion.

Mo Jiufeng snorted coldly and said: "That kid is very noble. Xianyun Pavilion wanted to marry us, but he directly rejected him. What kind of status and cultivation level is she, she didn't even say anything, so he directly He refused, what did he think of himself? This marriage is not just a matter of him alone, it is related to the interests of our Ling Xiaozong. In the end, he did not discuss it with us..."

  Speaking of this matter, several peak masters and those elders were also very angry, and they began to complain one after another.

  Of course, they didn't just blame the boy for this matter.

  Fairy Zixia stood aside silently, neither responded to the topic nor said a word.

Seeing the commotion below, Zhuang Zhiyan said, "Okay, let's stop here. You can discuss the marriage by yourself later. As for whether the young man is qualified to be Zixia's direct disciple, that is Zixia's responsibility." The matter, as the suzerain, she will naturally not accept a direct disciple for no reason. I came out today, in addition to wanting to know what happened in the past few years, I also want to see the future hope of our Ling Xiaozong. You should all accept it Some good seedlings, call them in and let me have a look. If I like them, then I can give them some pointers and give them some exercises that suit them. I have been practicing in closed doors all these years, and the sect is all supported by you , this time I am going out, so naturally I have to express it."

  As soon as these words came out, all the peak masters and all the elders were all excited.

   Being able to get the guidance and exercises of this ancestor, even the old guys like them feel extremely honored, and their strength may go further, let alone those disciples with good talents and strong momentum of cultivation.

The Great Elder Wu Youzi cupped his hands and said, "Master Uncle, our sect has recruited quite a few good disciples these years, but naturally the direct disciples have the most promising prospects. Our ten elders and all the peak masters have taken in some direct disciples , why not just call out one of the most outstanding disciples and let the master and uncle take a look."

  The other elders also nodded in agreement when they heard the words.

  Zhuang Zhiyan said: "Okay, just call in your best disciples and let me see your eyes."

   Everyone immediately agreed.

  Wu Youzi looked at Mo Jiufeng at Beiwang Peak, and said, "Master Mo, you have always been full of talents on Beiwang Peak, and you are the longest among the five peak masters. You go first."

  Mo Jiufeng cupped his hands and said, "The Great Elder was joking, but I dare not presume. The suzerain is here, so naturally the suzerain should go first."

  Wu Youzi was startled slightly, and said: "The disciple of the sect master doesn't seem to be in the sect."

  Mo Jiufeng didn't speak, but looked at the woman in red standing at the front.

At this moment, Shi Tian, ​​the owner of Chaoyang Peak, sneered and said, "Senior Brother Mo, why do you have to embarrass the suzerain? The disciple of the suzerain is only a martial artist in the middle stage. Even if he is on the peak, there is no need to bring it to the master. Uncle, let's see."

  At this time, Fairy Zixia said: "Master Mo, you go first. My disciple has already gone up the mountain today, and I have already had someone call him. It is the same whoever comes first."

  Mo Jiufeng still wanted to speak, Zhuang Zhiyan said: "Jiufeng, there is no need to refuse, you can call the disciple in first."

  Mo Jiufeng then respectfully said: "Yes, Master Uncle."

   As he spoke, he said to the outside: "Lin Feng, come in!"

   As soon as the words fell, a tall and straight young man walked in from outside. When he came to the main hall, he immediately bowed his head and said respectfully: "North Wangfeng Linfeng, pay homage to the ancestor!"

  Zhuang Zhiyan took a look at him, nodded slightly, and said, "What kind of exercises are you good at? Let me see how you perform them."

  As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall retreated, leaving an open space.

  Mo Jiufeng waved his sleeve robe, and a thick wall of light appeared beside him, saying: "Lin Feng, use all your strength to attack this wall."

  Lin Feng agreed, and suddenly a strong wind surrounded his body, and a golden fist glowed on his fist with a "wow", and then he hit the light wall with a "boom"!

  Several fists shot out quickly, and with a "bang", they exploded on the thick light wall, bursting out with huge power in an instant!

  The wall of light suddenly shattered!

   Mo Jiufeng had a smile on his face.

  Lin Feng retracted his fists, lowered his head, and stood respectfully.

  Zhuang Zhiyan nodded, and said kindly: "Come up, stretch out your right hand, let me see your physique."

  Lin Feng immediately stepped forward and stretched out his right hand.

Zhuang Zhiyan stretched out his finger and placed it on his wrist. After a short inspection, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he said, "No wonder this Vajra Explosive Fist has such power. Not bad, not bad. At a young age, he has already reached the initial stage of a great martial artist, and even if he wants to break through to a great master in the future, there should be hope."

  Lin Feng thanked him and bowed to leave.

Mo Jiufeng smiled and said: "Master Uncle, my disciple was still in the late stage of a martial artist half a year ago, and he broke through to a great martial artist in half a year. Back then, it didn't even take half a year for him to go from the bone refining state of martial arts to the realm of a martial artist." , The speed of cultivation is among the best in the entire sect."

Zhuang Zhiyan said: "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, there are only a handful of high-grade disciples of the Xuan rank in my Dayan, and they belong to the upper-class physique. As long as the resources are sufficient and you work hard, the speed of cultivation will naturally be very fast. Jiu Feng, you are a good disciple. It is very promising, but we must not slack off, we must teach more, and strive to cultivate a good disciple for our Lingxiao Sect to surpass other sects."

  Mo Jiufeng cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, Master Uncle, this disciple will definitely live up to the expectations of Master Uncle."

  Zhuang Zhiyan nodded, looked at Shi Tian at Chaoyang Peak, and said, "Xiao Tian, ​​where is your disciple, call him in."

  Shi Tian hurriedly shouted to the outside: "Yang Xiong, come in quickly!"

   As soon as the words fell, a burly man walked in, bowed quickly and said: "Disciple Yang Xiong, pay homage to the ancestor."

  Zhuang Zhiyan sized him up a few times, his eyes were on his hands, and said: "It seems that he is also majoring in boxing, let me see how many punches he can throw."

  Shi Tian immediately walked to the side, and also condensed a light wall, standing beside it, said: "Yang Xiong, hit hard, don't embarrass the teacher!"

   "Yes, Master!"

  Yang Xiong agreed, and the bones all over his body suddenly "cracked" and there was a noise, and then the two fists flashed, and they became extremely huge in an instant. With a "boom", he punched out, and a phantom of a black bear suddenly appeared behind him!

   "Boom!"

  With a loud bang, the light wall immediately shattered and exploded.

  Shi Tian showed a smile on his face.

  Yang Xiong withdrew his fist, and the vision disappeared instantly, and his two fists shrank rapidly, returning to their original shape.

Zhuang Zhiyan nodded and said: "That's right, it's also the initial state of a great martial artist. This master once created the Thirteen Punches of Ba Xiong based on the monster clan's kung fu, and he has also practiced it perfectly. It is full of power. It's very good. Come here, let me Look at your physique or talent."

  Yang Xiong immediately bowed and walked over, stretching out his right hand.

Zhuang Zhiyan stretched out his finger, checked it, nodded and said: "Although the physique of the middle grade of Xuan rank is not as good as that of the disciple just now, it is still a rare good physique, and the acupoints and meridians in your body are even stronger. More, more robust, no matter what kind of exercises you practice, the power of the explosion will be stronger than him."

  Yang Xiong thanked him and withdrew.

  Zhuang Zhiyan looked at the master of Qingyun Peak again, and said, "Xing Shu, you are the best disciple with dual cultivation of martial arts, right?"

   Xun Xingshu's hair was loose, he laughed and said: "Master and uncle will know it after seeing it."

   As he spoke, he shouted towards the door: "My good apprentice, hurry up and come in and perform for the ancestor and everyone!"

As soon as the words were finished, a petite girl walked in with golden double ponytails, a short animal skin skirt and white knee-length stockings. She blinked her **** eyes and looked curiously at the old man above her. The ancestor took a few glances, Fang bowed his head and cupped his hands and said, "Disciple You Yuyu, pay homage to the ancestor."

  Zhuang Zhiyan looked at the blond girl who seemed to be only eight or nine years old, slightly startled, and said, "Xing Shu, your disciple...how old is it?"

  Xuanshu said proudly: "Ancestor, she is my niece and has grown up. Her mother is from the Western Continent, so she looks a little different from us. The ancestor can take a look at her physique and talent first."

   Immediately said: "Yuyu, hurry up and show the ancestor."

  You Yuyu agreed, walked over, and stretched out her right hand.

Zhuang Zhiyan stretched out his finger and probed for a while. He was startled for a while, then his expression became concentrated, and he probed again. I am the High Heaven Sect! God bless my High Heaven Sect! It is actually a rare earth-level physique in a hundred years!"

  As soon as these words came out, the other peak masters and elders in the hall were shocked, and their faces were full of disbelief.

The expression on Xu Xingshu's face became even more proud, and he said: "I discovered her half a year ago when I went home to visit relatives. At the beginning, her cultivation level was just at the beginning of a martial artist. Now, in just half a year, she has broken through to the level of a great martial artist." Realm. If Master Uncle didn't come out, the disciple would definitely keep her hidden, hehe."

  The other peak masters all had envious expressions on their faces.

at the same time.

  Linghu Qingzhu led Luo Qingzhou to the square outside while talking.

  The two were a little surprised to see many disciples standing on the long corridor outside the main hall, all whispering and whispering.

  Linghu Qingzhu heard the voice of the ancestor coming from the hall, his expression froze, and he walked over quickly.

  Luo Qingzhou hurriedly followed behind.

  When Linghu Qingzhu walked up to the steps at the entrance of the main hall, Fang turned his head and said in a low voice: "You wait outside first, and then go in when you are called."

  Luo Qingzhou agreed, walked to the side corridor and stood there.

  The group of disciples were direct disciples of various peak masters and elders, and many of them had never seen him before. Seeing him brought by Linghu Qingzhu, they thought he was a direct disciple of Jianfeng, so they all asked.

   "This senior brother has a very strange face. Is he a personal disciple just accepted by Master Linghu?"

   "Hey, it seems to be the disciple from the first trial last time."

  A disciple recognized him.

  At this time, there was a burst of exclamation in the hall.

  Luo Qingzhou's expression froze, and he clearly felt a wave of soul power coming from him. Turning his head to see, a flying sword flew out of the room with a "swoosh" and flew towards the square in front of him.

  At the same time, on the flying sword, there was actually the spirit of a little blond girl standing!

  The gazes of the two met in an instant.

  The blond girl was obviously taken aback.

  (end of this chapter)