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Chapter 988

It’s really Yang Bufan!

No wonder someone cut me off as soon as I wanted to take action. This is because the disciple stole the limelight from the master. Before, he stole the limelight from Uncle Jiu, but now his limelight has also been snatched away by his own disciple. Is this also inheritance?

Feng Yi looked at the other person. He was about 180 centimeters tall, with a resolute face, three-dimensional facial features, and a light beard on the corners of his lips. He looked much more mature and calm, and was very different from the quirky little boy back then.

, but the shadow of the past can be vaguely seen.

"Feifan, just now I felt that your back looked familiar, and I didn't dare to recognize you for a moment. I didn't expect it was really you."

Feng Yi said with a faint smile on his lips.

"So many years have passed, but Master has not changed at all. Seeing Master like this, I thought that time has not passed and I have not grown up. I am still living a carefree life under Master's protection."

Yang Bufan said with red eyes, suppressing his excitement.

"What are you talking about?"

Feng Yi laughed and said: "Now that you have become a talented person, you have gained such a great reputation, you are doing chivalry and slaying demons, and you are very happy to be your master. It shows that I did not misjudge you back then, nor did I misjudge you as my disciple.

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"It's all good teachings from Master. Although Feifan has not been with Master for a long time, Master's words and deeds have always influenced me..."

The two masters and apprentices talked about their business skills for a while, which made the people around them look at each other.

Especially Tang Zhan, who was slapped, his mouth opened so wide that his eyes nearly popped out.

Brother Feng is Master’s master?

Why does it seem like Master is more like Master?

According to the master, he was only a teenager when he followed his master. Now more than twenty years have passed and the master is close to his forties. Brother Feng still looks like he is in his early twenties...

No, if Brother Feng is Master's master, then I should call him Master.

No wonder Master whipped me...

Chu Chu had learned sporadic stories about Yang Bufan from Tang Zhan. In her impression, he should be an unsmiling, restrained, worldly expert, with the air of a master at first glance.

It was quite consistent when I was catching ghosts just now, but now...

Especially when he called Feng Yi master.

Although they all knew that Feng Yi was extremely powerful and had many weird secrets, but just looking at his appearance, they regarded him more as a friend of their own generation, and never considered him an elder. This is something that is difficult to explain in words.

Feel.

But he is Tang Zhan’s master!

If you calculate it this way, he must be about fifty years old.

I really don’t know where he learned the art of skin care, it’s so enviable.

But He Yingqiu looked like I had already guessed.

Feng Yi met Mao Xiaofang more than 20 years ago, so how could he look like he was only in his early twenties? There must be something weird about him, as if his age was sealed.

Thinking of this, He Yingqiu's heart moved slightly. He had heard that zombies were immortal and immortal, and Daochang Feng seemed to agree with it.

It's just that zombies are born from the resentment and filth of heaven and earth. People hate ghosts, but this aspect of Feng Daozhang is not consistent.

Exactly why, if he didn't tell him personally, it would be difficult for them to know the truth.

But these are not important, Daozhang Feng is still the same Daozhang Feng as Master said. His appearance has not changed, and his character has not changed either.

The two masters and apprentices talked about their thoughts after parting, but Zhong Jun, who had not left, was a little confused.

It was really strange today. She saw the legendary ghost and also met a very charming male Taoist priest who could slay demons and demons. However, this seemingly mature and steady male Taoist priest called a young man who looked ordinary.

As a master.

The mixture of these things made her dizzy and she didn't know what to do.

Should you stay and continue to listen to them reminiscing about old times, or should you walk away silently?

"Master, how did you meet A Zhan?"

Yang Bufan took the initiative to ask after the two of them had renewed their old relationship.

Feng Yi laughed dumbly and said: "When I came out of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, I happened to meet an archeology professor..."

Feng Yi explained how he met Professor Gu, how he solved the zombie problem, and secretly took the train back to the capital, and then said: "A Zhan is the helper assigned to me by the chief."

"His personality fits the role."

Yang Bufan also laughed when he said this: "I just called you brother so many times, which made me a generation younger for nothing, and I always feel unhappy in my heart."

"It's not strange for those who don't know."

Feng Yi smiled and said: "It's hard to believe that he wants to think about it, and it's impossible for us, master and disciple, to think about it together."

"Master said that if I hadn't seen you with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that you haven't changed at all over the years."

Yang Bufan said respectfully.

"By the way, when he mentioned Tang Zhan, I remembered it. He said that your senior sister is very indifferent now. She rarely goes out and spends her whole day meditating in seclusion. She was also nicknamed the Iceberg Beauty Taoist Nun in private?"

Feng Yi asked after thinking of Luo Sang.

Seeing Feng Yi mentioning Luo Sang, Yang Bufan sighed and said: "Master, you don't know something. Since we were separated from you, Senior Sister has become taciturn. After experiencing the Maoshan War and witnessing the sacrifices of so many of her classmates, she

His character became extremely indifferent.

Even when I talk to her, I say three sentences before she answers one."

"how so?"

After hearing this, Feng Yi frowned and said, "You are a very good little girl. How can you get married now that you are like this?"

Yang Bufan smiled bitterly when he heard this and said: "Master, let alone being married, ordinary people are afraid to speak to senior sister, and they don't even dare to raise their eyelids. Even those who have a good reputation don't dare to cross the line.

In addition, senior sister has better understanding and strength than me, and has become the number one person in world practice. Who dares to make a mistake, and who dares to marry her?"

The first person to enter the world and practice spiritual practice?

Feng Yi clicked his tongue when he heard this. He didn't expect that the little girl who always hid behind him could achieve such an achievement?

Although countless elites perished during the war, resulting in a sluggish situation for the Taoist sect, there are still two reasons why one can be hailed as the number one.

Such a title is an honor, but it is also a pressure.

If the strength is not matched, there will definitely be countless people coming to challenge.

My apprentice has become the best in the world, which is something to be proud of.

Wait, she is number one in the world, so who am I?

Feng Yi feels a little sore. Should I retire?

"I remember you liked your senior sister very much at that time?"

Feng Yi suddenly asked.

Yang Bufan's handsome face was embarrassed when he heard this, and he said with some surprise: "Master, it all happened so many years ago..."

"Senior sister and junior brother are very nice. It's better to kiss each other. Master is not such a pedantic person."

Feng Yi said seriously.

"Master, my disciple has said that the senior sister in question is dismissive of me."

Yang Bufan said helplessly: "Senior Sister said that if she wants to get married, she will follow your example, Master..."


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