Countless thoughts flashed through Liu Ziming's mind instantly.

Liu Jing didn't think of anything, and when he heard Gu Xiang's words, he became excited: "'Yaochi'? With such a spectacular boat, it must be a great sect in the Jianghu. I have never heard of it? Oh, Master, have Yaochi and our master also have a good relationship? But he still accepts disciples? How do you see the disciples? Can you join Yaochi?"

Liu Ziming choked and was almost angry to death by his stupid brother.

Before he could get started, he was going to betray his master. If he was the elder of his master, he would have to make this guy angry to death.

But Gu Xiang didn't think Liu Jing was ridiculous at all. He thought about it very seriously for a while, stared at Liu Jing's face and frowned, and after a while, he thought, "I wonder what talent does Brother Liu have?"

Liu Jing was stunned.

Gu Xiang hurriedly said: "If you have the best attainments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, if you don't have it, you can have the best talent in medicine, fortune-telling, farming and planting? Or you can have the best talent in other people."

Liu Xing: “…”

Gu Xiang coughed lightly and said evasively: "It's still very relaxed to accept disciples in 'Yaochi', and he didn't want a new disciple to be a master. Alas, it's a pity that Brother Liu's appearance... does not meet the standards. If he has a good appearance, it doesn't matter if he is a little worse."

Liu Xing: “…双.”

He thought of the handsome men and beautiful women who came off the boat, and he was immediately unconfident to say that he was qualified.

Liu Ziming now felt a little sympathetic to his younger brother.

Do you think that practicing martial arts can avoid reading?

Oh!

If other sects take disciples, they also need to take the exam for their talents.

Liu Jing glanced at his elder brother and murmured: "When my parents gave birth to me, why didn't they give me a better baby? Even if they looked like my elder brother?"

Gu Xiang chuckled: "Well, if Liu Langjun is more than ten years younger, it is not really up to the standards of Yao Chi, and he can get started without any talent."

Liu Jing snorted, becoming more and more unfair. Fortunately, he thought of the rough man outside the sect, so calmer. I think not all sects value appearance.

Liu Ziming also felt a little regretful.

His face turned red and he cursed in absurd way.

No matter how steady he is, he was young, and now the Iron-Face Censor has had a dream of the world, which is no different from his younger brother.

If I were sure that I would never have the chance, then I would just hear the suspected master in front of me, at least not simple, and I personally admit that he had the opportunity to have an adventure. The taste was really hard to describe.

However, Liu Ziming was tough and was not moved by external things easily. Even if he had a little regret, he never forgot his original purpose. When he saw that Gu Xiang was easy to talk, he hit the snake with the stick with his thoughts. He sighed and said, "Is the little lady familiar with the owner of that big ship?"

He smiled bitterly and was embarrassed, "To be honest, Liu has some urgent matters, but this channel..."

Gu Xiang showed a little suddenness on his face: "Don't you know? That's probably because the brothers and brothers from Tianhai Sect are not attentive. Brother Wang, don't play with your tank for the time being. Please go to the boat in Yaochi to ask about the situation."

Old dog: "…"

It was not until Gu Xiang repeatedly urged him that he was unwilling to do so and stood up and went out in a quiet voice. Before leaving, he almost cursed himself with Gu Chu!

And let him go on the boat?

His breasts...he was afraid that his legs would not get out of thin air!

Seeing the old dog go out in silence, Liu Jing sighed, leaned over and turned around the copper jar for a few times, reached out and pushed it, and instantly felt that he was pushing a mountain, and even the strength to feed his breasts was almost exerting, and he didn't move at all.

Liu Jing thought of the light and fluttering appearance of the wine jar just now in someone's hands, and became more and more unwilling to accept it. His qi sinks into his dantian and his face turns red: "Get up!"

Well, of course I still didn't move.

Liu Ziming covered his face. His brother's stupid appearance was simply invisible, and he also delayed his spy on the little lady for information.

Again and again, his brother turned around the wine jar eighteen times, exerting force at every angle, but failed to push the wine jar for half an inch.

I can't say that there is no result at all, at least I moved a little bit.

Liu Jing: "...I still don't believe it!"

He tried his best to hug him and lift him up. Suddenly he felt the wine jar light and he actually lifted him up.

Liu Jing was ecstatic: "Brother, I--"

After a word was finished, I heard a sound coming from a very close place opposite.

“Where to put it?”

Liu Jing's joy on his face froze, his heart was beating wildly. After a breath, he heard someone say, "Where do you want to put it?"

Now he finally came to his senses and looked behind the wine jar along the sound. He saw a thin and short-skinned young man standing on the other side of the wine jar, holding the wine jar with both hands, half raised in front of him, Qing Lingling's eyes were looking at him.

Liu Jing's lips were trembling. This boy had eleven or twelve?

He was confused and heard someone ask again: "Where do you want to put it? May I ask."

Liu Jing tied his mind and looked at the ground blankly.

The young man frowned, and his eyes suddenly became very strange when he looked at him. He put the wine jar on the ground, shook his head and carried the chopped firewood and went to the woodshed.

Liu Jing finally couldn't help but choke.

"That boy just now, right?..."

Liu Ziming sighed in his heart. Their expression was very straightforward, and he clearly felt that his younger brother had a brain problem.

But his heart became more and more serious. It seemed that he underestimated this world.

Like his younger brother, Liu Ziming felt that the power of those three ships and the power of this young lady were all famous martial arts families hidden in the world.

It’s not their fault that they think so. The only things that can make the court officials unable to understand the details are those sects who are good at hiding.

Just talking about the Huashan Sect, the imperial court has not yet figured out how many trump cards the Huashan Sect has, besides a few Huashan disciples who often travel around the world.

Since the past dynasty, those people in the martial arts world, especially real masters, like to transcend the world and live in seclusion in the famous river Daze.

It seems that only by putting yourself in a dangerous place can you develop good martial arts.

Because of the thought of restarting the Martial Order of the Past Emperor during the reign of the past, although it was not done for various reasons, the people in the world are prepared for danger in peace and danger. This love for leaving a way out for themselves and hiding some trump cards is getting worse and worse.

By the time His Majesty succeeded to the throne, the court and the world have reached a microsecond balance. The people in the world are greedy for freedom and are obsessed with martial arts. Even if there is secular fame and fortune, they are still in higher martial arts. Because of their freedom and scattering and lack of organizational systems, a master can only be no match for thousands of troops, and it will not threaten the safety of the court, and the court will not force it too much. After all, ordinary people in the world don’t care, but there are really some powerful characters in the world. The good skills of being tall and high make people afraid. Over the years, everyone has been peaceful.

Liu Ziming originally didn't pay much attention to the world, but when he saw the three big ships today, he felt his hair stand up, his pores shrink, and his cold sweat flowed.
Chapter completed!