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Chapter 297 Crappy Master!

Xuan Tianji stroked his silver-white beard, with a mysterious look on his face, pinched his fingers and said: "As a teacher, I know astronomy and geography, and I am proficient in the art of Qimen Dunjia. I can know everything in this world with just one calculation.

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Chen Nan was stunned for a moment: "Can you figure this out?"

Seeing Chen Nan's surprised look, the old man suddenly became even more proud: "Of course! I told you just now that there is nothing in this world that a teacher cannot figure out."

"Since you are so good at calculating, did you already know that Yiyi was in Huolin Mountain?" Chen Nan was full of indignation and shouted: "Why didn't you tell me in the first place!? I have been searching for so long, and you did this, Master!"

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The old man sighed: "My child, you are my disciple. How can I harm you as a master? You have to believe in the master."

"Believe it or not!"

Chen Nan looked depressed and stared at the old man and asked: "More than a month ago, when I first came down from the mountain, you told me that I had learned all your skills; but how could I never do this divination skill before?

Never heard you say that? Have you taught me?"

"This, this, this..."

"What is this?" Chen Nan's eyes bulged: "Old man, how many things have you not taught me?"

The old man suddenly felt guilty: "My good disciple, you have to believe in the master. The master has always treated you as his own son. This divination technique is useless. It has no meat to eat, but it has taste when discarded. It takes a lot of effort and effort to return it."

It’s of no use, just don’t learn it.”

Chen Nan approached step by step: "In addition to this divination technique, is there anything else you haven't taught me?"

"No, absolutely not!" the old man said emphatically: "Think about it for yourself, has my teacher deceived you over the years? You have to believe that my teacher has the greatest character in the world and will never deceive you.

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When Chen Nan heard this, he immediately became even more depressed.

"Old man, you still have the nerve to say that when I was fourteen, you went to Wang's house down the mountain to steal her. Later, when someone found out, you still accused me of stealing her. When I was fifteen, you dragged me down the mountain and went

I peeped at Zhang taking a bath, but was discovered again, but you pushed me out as a scapegoat. When I was sixteen, you..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

The old man was thrown out by Chen Nan, and the old man stopped him hastily: "Disciple, as a teacher, I really didn't figure out what happened to Yiyi at Huolin Mountain. The terrain of Huolin Mountain is unique, and it repels all the magic of Dunjia, let alone

It’s because he is my teacher, even if the Great Luo Immortal descends to earth, it still won’t count!”

"real?"

"More real than pearls!"

Chen Nan looked disbelieving and stared at the old man: "Then can you tell me why you drove Yiyi down the mountain eight years ago?"

"Well..." the old man shook his head and said, "The secret must not be leaked."

Chen Nan nodded, raised the finger with the ring on it, and said, "Don't tell me, right? OK, then I will cut off this finger, throw away this broken ring, and die as the crown prince."

The old man's face was full of disdain: "You go ahead and chop it off. If you have the guts, chop it off. I want to see if you are a man!"

Chen Nan was choked immediately.

Cutting off his own finger, he really couldn't do such a stupid thing.

"Old man, you are cruel!"

Chen Nan raised her middle finger, turned around and walked towards the school.

"Remember, when there is a mission in the future, I will ask your Tianzhu men to come to you." The old man laughed loudly from behind.

"What the hell, old man, just listen to me. I'm going to tell you about your whoring and let everyone in the world know about it!" Chen Nan cursed and said, not to mention how depressed he was.

Looking at Chen Nan's retreating figure, the old man smiled helplessly and said to himself: "You stinky boy, the future destiny of our Chinese nation depends on your brothers and sisters. You will understand your hard work as a teacher in the future."


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