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Chapter 4 It's all two or five boys, but there's still an old baby

After Qin Yuan's seventh apprentice Han Qibin left the residence of his third senior sister Lin Yinyin, he bid farewell to his senior brother Yu Zhengheng and walked alone on a small path in the outer gate mountains.

Because Qin Yuan was just an elder of the outer sect, his personal disciples did not have any privileges in the Jiuling Tianzong and lived in the collective dormitory of the outer sect.

Also, because Qin Yuan had ulterior motives when accepting disciples, in order to prevent their disciples from getting too close on weekdays, his disciples lived quite far away from each other.

Han Qibin walked very slowly on this small road. From time to time, he looked back and seemed very alert.

After walking like this for about a quarter of an hour, Han Qibin suddenly stepped into the jungle beside him.

After stepping through the grass and the branches and leaves, Han Qibin reached the slightly empty halfway up the mountain.

A short and fat man with a short head stood here.

This short and fat man is Qin Yuan’s fourth disciple, named Fu Xuan.

"Fourth Senior Brother!" Han Qibin saluted the short and fat man respectfully.

Fu Xuan's fat face showed a friendly smile: "How? How did Lin Yinyin know the true purpose of the old devil?"

"The news about the third senior sister was learned from the outer elder Jia Yongnian." Han Qibin replied in a deep voice.

When Fu Xuan heard this name, he seemed not surprised. He nodded and said in a daze: "So that's it. So that's it!"

"Fourth Senior Brother, the Third Senior Sister gave me a magic weapon, and asked me to cooperate with the senior brother and her in three days to plot against the old devil. Do you think this matter..." Han Qibin looked a little hesitant.

Fu Xuan nodded and said, "You can do it. The old devil is now at the end of his strength. If he can only exert his strength in the middle stage of the Yuangang Realm."

"This woman Lin Yinyin has always hidden her true cultivation, and only reveals her cultivation level in the late stage of Qi Refining Realm, but in fact, she is already in the early stage of Yuangang Realm."

"You two can do what she said. I am secretly supporting the surround, and the old devil will surely die."

Upon hearing this, Han Qibin nodded heavily, but then he showed a look of confusion: "But, Brother Fourth, why can you know so many secrets? Even the third sister knows the cultivation level?"

Fu Xuan pretended to be deep and smiled, but did not speak, but just waved to Han Qibin.

Han Qibin knew that Fu Xuan didn't want to continue talking.

With a respectful salute to Fu Xuan, Han Qibin stepped down.

After Han Qibin returned to the road, he touched the small bottle in his arms.

"Senior Brother Fourth seems to know everything. Could he know about my treasure vase?"

After talking to himself, Han Qibin looked back.

There were so many dense forests that Fu Xuan could not be seen, but a dangerous murderous intent flashed in Han Qibin's eyes.

Today's affairs are over, so Han Qibin plans to go back to his residence.

As a result, Han Qibin saw a silly man sitting on the side of the road and having a fucking meal without taking two steps.

"Fifth Senior Brother!" Han Qibin saluted respectfully.

This silly man is Qin Yuan’s fifth disciple, named Cen Dafan.

He was a simple rural boy. Because of his poor family and too much appetite, he was brought up by his father and worshipped into the outer sect of Jiuling Tianzong.

In the impression of everyone in the outer sect of Jiuling Tian Sect, Cen Dafan is just cooking every day.

Cen Dafan, who was cooking, heard the sound and looked up at Han Qibin. Then he smiled silly and said, "Seventh Junior Brother, do you want to eat it? Chicken legs are hot!"

After Han Qibin shook his head and refused, he looked at Cen Dafan with envy and said to himself: "I really envy you, a carefree and brainless fool like you!"

Seeing Han Qibin leaving like this, Cen Dafan took a look at the location where Han Qibin had just come out.

He reached out and a small green bug flew out.

Then, the little bug began to glow, playing the scene of Han Qibin and Fu Xuan just met.

Looking at this scene, a faint smile gradually appeared on the corner of Cen Dafan's mouth, which was completely different from the silly and stupid ones before.

After reading what had just happened, Cen Dafan smiled lightly and said, "These little guys are really interesting!"

After putting away his meals, Cen Dafan also left this road.

This quiet road has fallen into tranquility.

After about half a stick of incense, the bushes on the roadside were clattering.

However, Qin Yuan crawled out of the bushes with a serious expression.

Qin Yuan touched his chin and thought, "I thought these five disciples were the most loyal and honest. Now it seems that this person's stupidity seems to be pretending!"

Qin Yuan didn't expect that he saw the seventh disciple coming over. In order to avoid meeting the seventh disciple, he hid in the bushes beside him, but he saw such a scene.

"This original owner really can accept apprentices, a bunch of two or five boys!"

Thinking of the scene that Cen Dafan just played, Han Qibin actually said that Lin Yinyin planned to kill him, and Yu Zhengheng and Han Qibin were both helpers, and Fu Xuan also said he wanted to plunder the formation for several people, and Qin Yuan felt a little weak inside.

Although his cultivation has now recovered to the late stage of the Yuangang Realm, his use of magic power will still affect his injuries.

It is difficult to guarantee whether I will die suddenly because of using my mana.

"To be on the safe side, how many apprentices should I win over?"

Qin Yuan thought, now the big, three, four, five, seven, these five disciples are almost sure they are two, five. Are you picking among these four disciples, two, six, eight, and nine, to ensure that you will not be isolated and helpless at that time?

At this moment, the text suddenly refreshed on the virtual light curtain in front of Qin Yuan:

[In your opponent Jia Yongnian imagined that your injury was already terminally ill; your imagination was successfully transformed and your injury was greatly recovered]

The mysterious power of the imagination engine suddenly fell on Qin Yuan, and Qin Yuan felt that his body was much more relaxed.

After carefully sensing his physical condition, Qin Yuan felt that although his injuries had not recovered and were still very deadly, he had already escaped the dilemma of his sudden death if he was not careful.

"According to the current deterioration rate of injury, it will take about half a month before the injury will worsen again to the point where it cannot use mana. In other words, in this half month, I can at least have my mana at will."

This is really great news for Qin Yuan, who is currently surrounded by enemies!

His life can finally be held in his hands for the time being.

Then, Qin Yuan's eyes couldn't help but fall on the name.

Who is Jia Yongnian?

As soon as this doubt came out, Qin Yuan found that ugly old face in his memory.

Well, sure enough, people cannot behave like appearance.

The old guy looks so ugly, but he is ugly and kind-hearted, and he is a good person!
Chapter completed!
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