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Chapter 483 Do You Still Need Me To Teach Just This Fart?

Just when Ye Wenchan left Huangshi Bay, Taoist Xumi walked into a towering tall building in Futi Star and Demon Slaying City, carrying a wine pot and looking drunk.

This building is called the Star-Zhaing Building, and it is the tallest building in Demon Slaying City.

In front of the door of Zhaixing Tower, there were several people dressed as ordinary people in ancient times, kneeling on the white jade steps in front of the door, kowtowing and praying for blessings.

There are also quite a few beggars wandering around the streets around the Star Reaching Tower.

As the number one sacred building in Demon Slaughter City, they dare not go to the Star Reaching Tower to beg, but they can make ends meet here.

Master Xumi walked up the steps drunkenly, and said with a headache as he walked: "You have to build such a high step, do you want me to tire myself to death?"

There were people praying nearby, and they all looked at this old man in shabby clothes in surprise, who was no better than a beggar, with a look of anger on his face.

This Star Picking Tower is the place where the Savior Taoist created eternal peace for Demon Slayer City, and it is the place where real gods live.

This old man dared to utter arrogant words in front of the Star-Zhailing Tower. He was really insulting the God's mansion.

However, although Master Xumi was disgusted by them, these ordinary people did not dare to educate him in front of the Star-Zhaing Tower. They could only watch with anger as Master Xumi staggered up the steps and went straight to the Star-Zhailing Tower.

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"Old beggar, wait until the gods in the building kick you out and see if you can still be so arrogant."

"Such a talented person should let the city guards capture Ling Chi!"

"Hush, don't make any false claims. Just wait and see the good show."

Those praying in front of the building murmured in low voices.

However, Master Xumi looked indifferent, scanning the beautiful woman among the passers-by with a squinting look, slowly walked up the steps, and walked into the Star-Zhaing Tower.

After crossing the high threshold, Master Xumi stood on the first floor of the Star-Zhaing Building. The lighting inside was excellent. The sunlight shone in from the rows of holes in the wall, and dust particles floated in the beam.

In the huge hall, some people were reading hard with books in hand, some people were lying on the table sleeping, and some people were boiling fragrant chicken soup.

There were several young people in white clothes sitting together, discussing something intensely.

"Master? You are back!"

A disciple in white noticed Master Xumi and was immediately startled. He raised his hands and bowed to Master Xumi.

In Zhaixinglou, everyone calls Master Xumi.

This title is much more elegant than Ye Wenchan's shout.

"Hello, Master!"

"Hello, Master!"

The group of white-clothed disciples also discovered Master Xumi, and all of them shouted respectfully.

"That's all, that's all, what are you talking about?"

Master Xumi waved his hand, first walked to the disciple who was making chicken soup, reached out and picked out a chicken leg in the boiling chicken soup, and asked the group of young people in white clothes who were discussing.

"Senior Brother Song Qing said that when refining the weapon to condense the pattern, you can try to remove the condensing pattern of the weapon refining cauldron, which may increase the success rate. The disciple believes that removing the weapon refining cauldron will cause the weapon to be unstable and prone to explosion.

Master, if you give me a review, which one of us is right?"

A disciple named Chu Tian shouted angrily.

"Oh...it's just such a small matter, what's there to argue about?"

Master Xumi waved his hands indifferently: "Tell me about you bunch of trash. One or two of you are not very good at refining medicine or refining weapons. Alas, each generation is really inferior to the last."

"Think about how brave and smart your Sixth Senior Brother is. When he comes to you, oh, he is really an embarrassment to me."

"Fortunately, I have not confiscated you as my disciples. When you go out, don't say that you are my disciples, Master Xumi. I cannot afford to lose this person."

Not only did Master Xumi not comment on the matter, but he looked at them with a look of disgust.

"Master, you talk about the Sixth Senior Brother every day. We have never seen what the Sixth Senior Brother looks like until now. Could it be that you are an imaginary person who specially spurs us?"

A young man in his thirties with a solemn face expressed dissatisfaction with Lao Dao Xumi.

His name was Song Qing, and it was he who came up with the idea of ​​tearing off the weapon-refining tripod when refining weapons.

"fart!"

"When have I ever told lies?"

"Your Sixth Senior Brother has already broken through the Sun Chaser Realm and become a truly powerful person."

"Look at each of you, soaring into the clouds, reaching for the stars, not even one of you flying to the moon. It's really embarrassing to me!"

"Moreover, he is not only at a high level, but he is also top-notch in medicine refining, alchemy, martial arts, physical skills, and mental strength. And look at you...sad, sad!"

The old Taoist Xumi shook his head, with a look of hatred on his face: "Tell me, what use do I need you for? Just counting on you one by one, you can't even refine a weapon?"

After being scolded by Master Xumi, these disciples in white all stiffened their necks and looked at Master Xumi unconvinced.

"A bunch of trash, I don't need to bother training you."

After the Master Xumi finished cursing, he picked up the wine bottle, drank several sips, and then swallowed the chicken legs in two mouthfuls. His sleepy eyes gradually closed, and he sat down and fell asleep.

"Master drinks in the city every day and doesn't teach us anything. We study on our own, but he gets angry instead."

Song Qing muttered with an unhappy laugh.

"Huh? Do you still need me to teach you this little shit?"

The old Taoist Xumi who had fallen asleep suddenly opened his eyes and spat on Song Qing: "Didn't I give you a book to read?"

"But the actual operation is not taught at all!"

Song Qing stubbornly spoke back.

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