Only Hua Weiluo looked calm and looked at the master and said strangely: "Master, what happened to Zhishan? If he is sick, he needs to be seen. Don't give up treatment!!"
As soon as the words fell, Zhizhen and Zhimei felt the surrounding atmosphere. Suddenly, dark clouds surged, strong winds raged, and Zhishen's powerful internal force forced them to almost feel a fishy-sweet taste in their throats.
The expression of the old Taoist priest also changed. Even if he is as advanced in Taoism as he is, he is almost overwhelmed...
Ouch... He was about to lament again. This unscrupulous disciple would release his inner strength randomly when he felt unhappy. Now, this little brat's inner strength was growing day by day, and he even felt a little strenuous when he was forced to do so. He thought back then, if he hadn't saved him,
Got this little brat...
"Master, why don't you and your junior brothers talk anymore?" Among all the people present, only Hua Weiluo felt relaxed and didn't feel anything strange.
She was not shocked by her own inner strength??
Zhishan was slightly startled, and instantly withdrew his inner strength.
Zhizhen and Zhimei finally took a long breath, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, cupped their fists towards Hua Weiluo and said: "Sister, your skills are indeed unfathomable!!"
"Ah??" Hua Weiluo looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression and asked strangely: "What are you talking about? Aren't we discussing something about Junior Brother Zhishan who can't speak?"
"Haha... Zhengde..."
Zhengde, your sister... Hua Weiluo looked at the master with sad eyes, she really wanted to change her Taoist name...
"It's not that your Supreme Master brother can't speak, he just doesn't like to communicate with others." The old Taoist priest stroked his beard, shook his head and smiled at Hua Weiluo.
"Oh..." Hua Weiluo glanced at Zhishan clearly, and saw his slender eyebrows frowning slightly, a pair of eyes as clear as deep springs looking at him thoughtfully, and the corners of his thin lips
He pursed his lips tightly and stood there erect, exuding a coolness and nobility that was independent from the world.
"Come on, come on, this is your most beautiful junior brother. You and he are similar in age, but there is only more than a year difference. It is not too bad for him to call you senior sister... Haha..." The wise eyes of the old Taoist priest glanced at
After taking one look at Zhishan, he no longer struggled with his problem and continued to introduce the remaining junior brother to Hua Weiluo.
"I've met Senior Sister!!" Junior Brother Zhimei does not look like a beauty, nor is he as girly as his nickname. Instead, he is a handsome young man with delicate features and a bright smile. When he smiles, his eyes are bright.
Then he narrowed his eyes into a slit, revealing two rows of white teeth.
"Junior brother Zhimei, I have admired you for a long time!!" Hua Weiluo imitated his example, raised her fists and smiled at him in reply.
"Okay, since you have all met each other, I won't talk nonsense as a teacher. I called Zhengde here because I want you to learn from each other and compete. It can also be regarded as a test for my teacher. You are practicing in the palace.
What are the results of practicing Taoism?" The old Taoist priest's eyes turned around on the faces of Zhishan and Hua Weiluo, and then continued: "I also saw the scene just now, Zhishan is the best in martial arts among the three of them.
Yes, but under the influence of his powerful internal force, you managed to be bold and unharmed. According to my teacher’s opinion, why don’t you two directly compete??”
