Chapter 144: Tolerance and Generous Senior Brother

Zhu Honggong grinned and said:

"Senior brother, with your ability, why don't you want to open this box. What if there is an unexpected treasure inside?"

Yu Zhenghai shook his head.

What treasure could be in the box that would appeal to him?

"Since the Motian Pavilion accepted the apprentices, the master and his elders will give each person a set of exercises and the same weapon... Since then, the Motian Pavilion has gradually become famous all over the world. I won't be surprised if there are any treasures in the box. "Yu Zhenghai said.

"Yeah... With the jasper sword and the Great Xuantian Chapter, the senior master has defeated many masters. Later, he established the Netherworld Sect, and it is the number one demon sect of the Great Yan. Rennaihe second senior brother has destroyed tens of thousands of precious things." Zhu Honggong praised.

Yu Zhenghai turned his head and looked at Zhu Honggong calmly.

Zhu Honggong froze for a moment, and quickly added: "Uh... Although the second senior brother Guiyuan Sword Art is powerful, it is still a little worse than the senior brother's Daxuan Tianzhang."

"Second Junior Brother has always clashed with me in doing things... But who made me the Senior Brother." Yu Zhenghai said.

"That's right, the big brother's tolerance and generosity are not comparable to ordinary people."

Zhu Hong Gong also knew that Yu Shangrong killed Chen Wenjie. After all, this Chen Wenjie is a senior brother, or one of the three major sword idiots. He is skilled in swordsmanship and can be regarded as a powerful arm. It's just damaged like this, and the big brother doesn't care. Isn't this tolerant and magnanimous?

When Yu Zhenghai reached his current position, he listened a lot to flattery, and seemed very numb.

"Whoever called you, clean up."

Zhu Honggong hurriedly waved to his subordinates outside: "Hurry up and pack up, my senior brother needs to rest!"

This is the eldest disciple of Motian Pavilion, the leader of the Nether Sect, and the unfathomable Yu Zhenghai, who can drive Zhengyi back with two moves.

Who dares to neglect?

He nodded immediately and ran to clean up the room in a panic.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

The early morning sun shines on the Tiger Cottage.

The renovated cottage,

Pretty neat.

Only the broken trees can't grow up for a while, and they feel bare with less scenery.

Thousands of meters away from the cottage, Ming Shiyin arrived as scheduled.

He had planned to descend directly to the Tiger Mountain Village, but he felt that the environment had become strange, so he fell.

Look left and right.

"Are there masters fighting?"

Ming Shiyin is not stupid, and if it can cause such a scene, there is a high probability of a battle between great cultivators.

He glanced suspiciously at the Tiger Cottage.

"You stupid pig, old man, is there something wrong?"

He was actually a little worried, and he tapped his feet, and his body was like lightning, and he went towards the Tiger Mountain Village.

The environment around Tiger Mountain also surprised him.

All the trees were cut off by laziness.

"Huh? A flying chariot?"

The flying chariot that crashed nearby attracted Ming Shiyin's attention, and the name of Zhengyi was engraved on the flying chariot.

Just when he felt strange...

Two brothers from Tiger Mountain appeared nearby and bowed:

"Mr. Four! The owner of my family has been waiting for you for a long time."

Ming Shiyin was taken aback and said, "Wait for me for a long time?"

Moreover, these two low-level cultivators actually recognized him!

Ming Shiyin touched his chin, probably because his name was louder, and the two visits left a deep impression on them.

But... How did the eighth know that he appeared in Meng Hu Mountain at this time?

"Yes, Mr. Da said, let us meet you."

"Mr. Da?" Ming Shiyin frowned slightly, "Don't tell me, Yu Zhenghai, the leader of the Nether Sect, is on your mountain."

"Yes, it is Mr. Big."

"..."

Ming Shi was in a panic, so he didn't care about putting his hands behind his back to pretend, he scratched his head and waved his hand: "Well, I suddenly remembered that there is something else, about the box, I have time to pick it up later."

"This... Mr. Four... Mr. Four..."

"Don't give it away, I can go." Ming Shiyin waved his hand and quickly stepped back.

Just when he was about to use his means to leave, a voice came from the direction of Tiger Mountain—

"Since you are here, why do you have to leave in a hurry? You and I haven't seen each other for a long time, and we three brothers have a good chat in the old village of Laoba. I have prepared the food and drink. If you leave, won't you hurt my senior brother? heart?" Yu Zhenghai's voice transmission was extremely clear.

"..."

Ming Shiyin was extremely embarrassed.

Hey, bad luck!

"Mister Four, please!"

Ming Shi had no choice but to follow the two into the cottage.

as predicted--

There is a table of sumptuous wine and food in the village, and the big brother Yu Zhenghai is sitting on it.

When Ming Shiyin saw the senior brother, his heart beat a little, but he still dared to go up.

No big deal! You can be fine with Master, but you're still afraid of Big Brother?

"I've seen Senior Brother!" Ming Shiyin handed over.

The old eight is very disciplined, and quickly got up: "Fourth Senior Brother!"

Yu Zhenghai said heartily: "Fourth Junior Brother, sit down quickly. Pour the wine! Today you and I will not return if you are not drunk!"

"..."

Ming Shiyin waved his hands again and again: "Senior brother, you drink a lot, but I don't need it. And... I came here to get a box, and I'm anxious to go back to my life... So what, old eight, where is Master's box?"

Yu Zhenghai said, "Don't be in a hurry... The box is right behind me. Come, sit first."

"..."

Did Mingshiyin refuse? Just sit down.

You can't turn your face with Senior Brother on the spot and get beaten up!

When I sit down, the wine glass is full.

"Fourth, I heard that you often criticize me in front of Master and his elders?" Yu Zhenghai asked suddenly.

"What's the matter! Who is chewing his tongue in front of the big brother?" Ming Shiyin glared at him.

"Don't be nervous! If you can't tolerate even this trivial matter, how can you be your senior brother." Yu Zhenghai's voice softened, low and kind.

Zhu Honggong continued to eat vegetables, and took the opportunity to interject: "That is, the big brother is not the kind of villain who pays for money."

Yu Zhenghai said again: "Fourth, how is the situation on the mountain now?"

"Hey, it's better than before... Master is getting older, and this person who covets the Devil's Pavilion wants to take a bite all the time." Ming Shiyin said frankly.

Yu Zhenghai sighed and said, "Master, how is the old man's health? Has his temper improved?"

Hearing this question, Zhu Honggong stopped and looked at Ming Shiyin.

"The body is still tough, and it's not a problem to beat people." Ming Shiyin's mouth is very strict, "As for the temper, it has improved."

"heard. "

Yu Zhenghai drank the wine glass and said with a smile, "Master gave you a weapon of the heavenly rank, parting with the hook sheath."

Ming Shiyin was slightly startled and said, "The news of the senior brother is really well-informed."

"Although I have been away from Motian Pavilion for a long time, I have been thinking about it..." Yu Zhenghai said lightly.

"To tell the truth from the senior brother, I also want to ask a question."

"You and my brother, speak freely, don't be rigid."

"When the big brother was in the Motian Pavilion, what kind of graceful appearance was the Motian Pavilion. At that time, who would dare to insult the Motian Pavilion? I am very curious, why did the big brother choose to leave the Motian Pavilion?" Ming Shiyin asked seriously .

He had already asked Lao Qi Si Wu Ya about this question... but unfortunately the answer was too vague.

Now I am asking the senior brother, I hope to have a good answer.

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