Senior brother Mu Qingfeng is recognized by the Sword Sect as a top figure.
Daily life: lying on the rocking chair, waiting for feeding, and pretending to practice.
Hidden skills: After signing in for thirty years, the warehouse is piled up into a mountain of immortal weapons.
Junior sister Bai Qianrou: "Elder brother! Practice!"
Mu Qingfeng: "No, basking in the sun is more suitable for health."
Sixth Junior Sister Qi Xuanbing: "Sir, look at my cat doing a backflip~"
Mu Qingfeng: "... No, I'm afraid of being scratched."
Master Lin Sheng (weak): "Disciple... Save me as master..."
Mu Qingfeng (taking out the golden elixir): "As per the old rules, you owe me three braised pork meals this time."
When this noisy group of people embarked on the journey of Jiuyou's experience, the style of painting suddenly changed——
Junior Sister: "Senior Brother! Why does this fairy grass shine?"
Mu Qingfeng: "Oh, I got it as a gift when I signed in last year. I planted it randomly."
Everyone:! ! ! This is nothing, this is a mobile treasure house!
