The middle-aged fortune teller raised his face from the plate, with vegetable leaves, vermicelli and vegetable soup still hanging on his face.
"Yiyi Xian, what a stupid name." Zhang Jing never expected that he would one day complain about other people's names.
"Hey, brother, what you said is wrong."
Immortal Zhou Yi wiped his face carelessly and said with a smile: "Anyone who tells fortunes or fortune-telling often calls themselves 'half-immortal' in order to show their efficacious fortune-telling. Then my fortune-telling is more clever than theirs.
Of course I, Lao Zhou, am an immortal, so I am called Zhou Xian. Hey, wait a moment."
Zhou Yixian looked at Yang Gui suspiciously, exerting force on his feet, as if he was about to run away at any moment, "How do you know my name? Do I owe you money?"
He had always been cheating in the world, and his victims were unknown. In this borderland of the Western Region, someone knew his name, which made him even more nervous, so he narrowed his eyes slightly and focused on the two of them.
"Hiss... you are..."
Zhou Yixian seemed to have seen something incredible. His eyes seemed to have been stabbed by a strong light. He quickly turned his head and closed his eyes tightly, with tears streaming down his face.
"Daddy, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" asked the little boy Yi Xian brought, shaking his hand.
"Does he think that, Brother Wan, can you tell him that if it was for his gratitude for helping you refine the talisman and become a Taoist, would you bring your son to that safe place?"
Zhang Sanfeng stared at the young man in gray and said seriously, "His Taoism is so profound that he is probably better than many figures of the older generation in the demon sect and is ranked second. But his reputation is obvious. Their sect leader,
The plot is very small."
The young men in gray were moving very slowly. In mid-air, within a short time, thousands of people were already in front of them.
Not to mention people like Zhang Sanfeng and my son who have little cultivation, even the seven demon sect members of the young man in gray were caught off guard and fell on them.
Compared to Yang Gui, Zhang Xueke inherited Zhang Jing's style of doing things, "Tell me, are we going to meet at the West City Gate in the evening? Let's block me, beat us up, and ask for the money again."
return."
"He is worried, but you still don't have that bit of credibility." The young man in gray assured him with a pat on his chest.
The bad thing is that we have advanced cultivation after all, so we sacrificed the magic weapon in mid-air, and the seven treasure lights lit up, stabilizing our bodies in the air. Just when we were about to fly down to the ground, we heard Zeng Guanzheng shouting from above: "Don't fly!"
will die!"
Zeng Guanzheng had to stand up and safeguard his dignity as a teacher, "I just didn't finish my studies seriously, but a few days ago I made your Wudang famous in the sky and became a grandmaster. This is called true happiness!"
"Well, it's unusual to be able to surpass him, but to be able to defeat your breath-condensing technique is indeed very powerful. Although I knew that person was incompetent, I never thought that I was so incompetent."
Finally, in a desolate desert, several people landed.
"Master, thank you very much."
Make up lessons.
"That's what you said. I see that you two are having a great time chatting with each other. If we know each other, why don't you reward me with the money for the meal?" For the sake of money, Daqi's attitude was wrong.
I totally agree with the people at the table just now.
"Fuck him, the master not only paid for their meal in full, but also rewarded him with money alone. Is he blind?" Yang Gui was holding back his anger and opened his mouth to curse.
"Forget it, it's not that ruins, please invite me." The young man in gray stretched out his hand, and Zhang Sanfeng saw clearly that the vast desert was not all sand. There were many piles of sand in the land behind us.
Ruins of stone walls.
The seven people set off and took out their magic weapons to fly in the air. Zhang Sanfeng and my son were taken flying by the young man in gray.
Yang Gui hated that he had to tie his bad boy under a tree and beat him half to death. Yes, what if he beat him to death directly? Anyway, you are an immortal now. At most, you haven't been doing bad work for hundreds of years before you can practice a big number.
Come on.
Daqi pouted at the table where Zhang Sanfeng and the young man in gray were sitting.
"boom!"
There was a time when Yang Gui lived a miserable life. During this period, there were droughts and then floods. The harvest of several acres of thin fields was not even taxable under the current law. During this period, Yang Gui's dreams were crushed by the government's violent taxation.
Xiaomen, holding the child in his arms, committed suicide.
You must know that the two of us, who usually use the breathing method to control our breath, look like special Jianghu people with no shallow cultivation.
"Well, that's bad. I just gave him this ingot of silver for less than seventy taels, so he'll just take this." Yang Gui nodded, turned around and left.
"What do you mean? What do you mean it's unusual to surpass you?" Zhou Yixian pointed at Zhang Jing and said, "The Qi-gazing technique he uses now was taught to him by you."
Yang Gui smiled mischievously, I usually do that kind of thing, but now I just had my son threaten Zhang Jing to fail me, and I was so scared that I had nowhere to vent my anger, so Da Qi still dared to survive.
Looking for trouble, he punched me under the head, even if Zeng Guanzheng gave Yang Gui an education, it was his fault.
"Eighty-seven and a half taels, you can get it if you give me eighty taels."
Almost at the same time, a huge light shot out from the sky below the crack, shattering mountains and cracking rocks. The terrifying power seemed to be able to directly penetrate the center of the earth.
That created a very embarrassing situation. Even though Zhang Xue was only four years old, Yang Gui might not be able to beat his own son if he really started to fight. That would still be based on a head-on attack.
As soon as Zhang Sanfeng pulled him a little distance, the ground suddenly shook, and a terrifying earthquake occurred on the ground. Huge cracks were opened, and sand fell up and down, forming a huge dust waterfall.
"Okay, Ojing, I don't have any dignity when doing things now." Zhou Xian praised, I originally expected Yang Gui to regress so slowly. Song Yuanqiao had been with me for eight years, and he still looked submissive.
I am in the next grade, and my son Zhang Xue also follows Zhang Jing's first-grade large class teaching at the same time. Yang Gui also spends half of his time reshaping the Eight Views with Yi Xian, while Zhang Xue uses it, and I only need to play with Zhang Jing
That’s it.
But the actual situation does not allow me to do that.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Is that... the Star Locking Formation?" Zeng Guanzheng walked a few steps with his hands behind his back and asked tentatively.
But just halfway through, I heard this Daqi shout: "Master, you don't have any money to pay?"
Not once on the road did Zeng Guan want to beat his son, so Zhang Jing simply set it up as a test to test the results of his teaching. The test question was for Yang Gui to successfully beat his son, while Zhang Xue's test question was to get rid of that son within the specified time.
If you fight, you can counterattack without adding points.
During this time, Yang Gui really felt that it would be better to go home and farm, as cultivating immortals was really too scary.
Zeng Guan was still making sarcastic remarks beside him, "The world in that world is not too leisurely, there is not such a Kapibala way of heaven, every sect teaches its disciples too much, that's bad, that's a waste of life. Roll it up, it's all
Roll it up for you!"
Fortunately, the old immortal from the Qingyun Gate who was the first to suffer the disaster came forward and averted the natural disaster, and the villagers were able to survive.
Zeng Guanzheng also declined, and after stepping down, he held two paper talismans, one gray and one yellow, in his fingers. I muttered without words, and in the blink of an eye, the two talisman papers spontaneously ignited. Zhang Sanfeng threw the talisman paper into the air, and the talisman paper unexpectedly caught fire.
If it falls, it will burn in the air.
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Yi Xian's leaving figure and said, "The bad and low-level Qi-gaining skills are even worse than yours."
"Oh, we also gave you money." Yang Gui cursed in his heart. He was indeed a demon sect, and his humanity was no better than Master Yang's. "How much does our table cost?"
Yang Gui knew that in the past few days, in the entire Wudang sect, the word "failed" had become a synonym that frightened everyone. Compared with it, Shura, Zhuxian, and Beast God were all worthless.
Mention.
In the end, it wasn't that Yang Gui let the big man make a show of chasing him down even with the exhaust gas. If he was worried about the relationship between his father and son, Yang Gui almost let the monster seduced by Zhang Xue eat him alive.
"Old Zhou, why are you here with your children?" The seven people in the city were none other than the young man in gray during the day.
This place is in the wilderness, and the young man in gray clothes did not stop Zeng Guanzheng from saying the words "Devil Cult" again.
"Boom!"
The original teaching plan was for four hours a day, with seven classes each in the morning and afternoon. There was no ten-minute break between each class, and a two-hour lunch break. Zhang Jing was responsible for Yang Gui's teaching during the rest of the time.
Zhang Xue followed Zhang Jing, and his active thinking and high moral bottom line allowed me to increase my strength by up to 70% in actual combat.
"Bad eyesight has nothing to do with it. The small formation inside has not been completely eliminated. I just need to use the knowledge of Lao Zhou to explore the outside." The young man in gray clothes nodded.
"This man is very capable."
"Old Zhou!" The tone of the young man in gray became a little more serious.
"Dad is fine." After a long time, Zhou Yixian opened his eyes, solemnly clasped his fists and handed over his hands, with a look of fear on his face. He didn't even bother to eat, so he quickly pulled his son away.
"His son's name is... Xingyun, right?" The young man in gray glanced at the older girl carelessly, "I'm not four years old this year... I'm four years old? Is he sure I really don't have that ability?"
"Look at him, Lao Zhang, tell him whether he is convinced or not, the children you taught can understand the small body." Zhang Jing put his arm around Zhang Xue's shoulders and praised, "The university wants to correct it, so don't worry.
He has homework a day, and he chooses his own time to use it."
midnight.
"Really?" Zhang Xue's eyes emitted a dim light, and even Yang Gui was envious.
"Did we pay?" Yang Gui was stunned, "That's right, we did. It has nothing to do with you!"
"Ahem, Ojing, what is he looking at? He is doing homework and getting out of class. Is that worthy of envy? Is he happy now? I can only say that his understanding of happiness is still correct."
Arriving at the front, Zhang Xue was delighted to see how his father, who had passed the monthly exam, was punished by Zhang Jing.
"Bad, come and take a look."
"He was originally a self-taught dabbler, but he was surpassed by someone who didn't have a deep system inheritance. Isn't it very clever?" Zhang Jing swore that I really wanted to ridicule Zhou Xian that time.
"In terms of physiognomy, your son is worse than you. I'm here, you can do it alone." Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and said calmly with an air of immortality.
I also deeply forgot about Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Old Zhou, be careful what you say. Just by saying the two words "Devil Cult", if there are seven or one of your sect members here, he is not dead yet."
For a long time, Yang Gui thought that this was not the happiest thing. I thought about that time, Zhang Jing’s extra lessons made me lose the chance to even dream.
"He..." Daqi still wanted to curse, but Yang Gui raised his fist again, "If you say one less nonsense, he will get another table in addition to the reward."
Weekends are weekends, and there is an eight-day holiday every two months, including winter and summer vacations.
I stared at the sky for a while, then suddenly stretched out my hand and seemed to pull out a shining, crystalline thin line from the void.
Zeng Guan wanted to say that he felt happy just because he did his homework, but he dared to talk back to Zhou Xian. I saw with my own eyes that the great Uncle Yang was chopped down by his master with a sword.
This place is not some treasured secret realm, a place of cultivation. There is no cultivation in the body, and it seems that there are few Dharma manifestations. For example, in a place like Huanyue Cave or the Wilderness Temple, a person with no cultivation at all suddenly appears.
As a legal person, who would believe it after reading it?
"Hey, you have such a poor young man, you have to take the money out of the old man's hand to pay for a meal with your friends?" Da Qiyi was furious when he heard that, you were taking money directly out of my hand, even if
He was giving money directly, but it was all the shopkeeper's fault, and he immediately became angry.
That won't avoid some trouble, and in fact, the concealment effect is the worst. Zhang Jing is an idiot like the other protagonists. He has to pretend to be a special person, and then he is bullied to the point of being bullied, which is disgusting.
Zhang Sanfeng said sternly: "We promised you to evacuate immediately when encountering the current situation. You want to stay outside with your son."
The remaining eight members of the Demon Cult were able to dodge just in time, and were instantly swallowed up inside.
Beside the main road in the west gate of Hanxi City, seven people were waiting.
I spoke very slowly and did not even have time to explain the reasons.
But Zeng Guanzheng obviously saw the strength we showed. I saw less, but at least I saw more.
Yang Gui swung his fist and smashed the table, stool, plate and bowl where the man in gray was sitting. He looked at Daqi Nuanre and said, "If you don't have the table yet, I'll deduct from his reward as well."
"Study! I'll study hard for you! You're already a cultivator, why should you sleep! I'll do that set of questions for you, hand it in within seventy minutes, and then go find two monsters for a practical drill!"
Several people came up in silence and continued to eat. While Zhang Jing was eating, he forgot to scare Yang Gui. Zhang Xue, the little filial son, was still helping me with ideas, trying to find a way to make Zeng Guan pass the exam for my father.
The other eight of us were stunned for a moment, but the young man in gray didn't hesitate at all before hearing this. The magic baby wrapped my body and took Zhang Sanfeng's son up and down quickly.
However, what I am more concerned about is that I have always hidden my cultivation level. Not to mention my own person, even the eight fellow demon sects who traveled with me that time only knew that I was a direct descendant of the sect leader.
. I thought that after catching Zhang Sanfeng and flying for a while, the swindler who was obviously cheating saw the truth.
Zhang Sanfeng kept his mouth shut.
The result was that before passing the exam, Zeng Guan canceled the rest time that Yang Gui had not had after the mid-term exam, and assigned a small amount of homework, euphemistically called the "question sea tactic". He was tortured half to death every day, except for this
, I can also follow the courses of my master Yiyi Xian.
Zhang Sanfeng smiled warmly and said: "When it comes to credibility, they are devils..."
I can only sigh and be happy.
Zeng Guan turned around and walked out.
"What he said doesn't make sense."
Zhang Jing used Turtle Style Qigong to hit Yang Gui's ass, like a supervisor whipping a slave, "Who said there was no chance to learn in the first place? Now there is no chance, so I have to make a bad grasp, my friend, I'll give it to you
Dead foreigners!"
Daqi was stunned.
After a while, a sneaky figure, holding a banner made of bamboo poles and leading a big girl, appeared in front of us.
"Is that majestic? Dad, you are too bad to bully us. Why should we pay for the people at this table with our money? We reward this Daqi. He is Taishifu and Taishishu is so heroic. Just one person can take advantage of Shen Sheng.
Our money is the same."
"Look, he made a mistake. He made a mistake." Zhang Sanfeng slapped his mouth hard, but his expression was that of taking it seriously, and he obviously had some bad feelings towards the Demonic Cult.
Zeng Guan was not surprised either. I had communicated with the Way of Heaven, obtained the "Book of Heaven", fought against Shura, and defeated Zhu Xian. I originally thought that I had mastered all the details of the world, but I thought that no one could surprise me.
My expectation.
"Your table was paid, but did you pay for this table?"
Yang Guizhan was trembling. The bad thing was that he had escaped the judgment of "failed" because of the protection of Yiyi Xian. When the two elders were full, he stood up and ran inside like a rabbit.