Just as Wan Yunting was about to enter the room, he saw Chang Wude walking in with his hands behind his back and a gloomy face, "Why, you didn't see the master?"
Chang Wude raised his head, glared at this guy, turned around and went into his room. Seeing this, Wan Yunting knew that he had guessed correctly. He shook his head with a wry smile and went into his room. Chang Wude turned around and shouted: "Where's the food?"
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Wan Yunting spread his hands, shrugged and said with a smile: "They won't give us food, and they threaten to kick us out."
"What."
At this time, Chang Wude's eyes were wide-eyed, his temper was raging, and he cursed: "It's too shameful. Even if I have left the school for decades, I am still the elder of those grandsons. Huh, I'm going to find them. It's really
It’s lawless…”
Wan Yunting's expression was blank. He saw the old man cursing and turning his head to go out. He shook his head and smiled. He went into the room and picked up the luggage bag on the bed and rummaged through it. As expected, he didn't bring anything to eat, so he had to lean on
She took out her mobile phone on the bed and opened Weixin. When she saw Gu Luotang sending a message asking how he was doing, Wan Yunting directly sent her a video call and chatted with Gu Luotang about things here...
Half an hour later, Chang Wude came back cursing again, and Wan Yunting's stomach growled with hunger. Then Chang Wude pushed open the door and threw a live rabbit in, "Boy, deal with this rabbit.
I live in the yard and bake it, huh, those little bastards really think that I can starve to death if they don't give them food, and I will deal with them later."
Watching the rabbit on the ground jump twice, Wan Yunting, who was leaning on the bed, looked shocked. Looking at Chang Wude who was cursing and going out, he returned to his room and took out the charcoal stove and placed it at the door.
We started to light a fire and prepare to roast the rabbit.
Connolan, who lived in the room opposite, heard the commotion and came out wearing a down jacket. Now snowflakes were falling in the sky again, and the temperature had dropped below zero.
"No, old man, where did you bring back a live rabbit from?"
Wan Yunting came out wearing a tight sweater, holding the fat rabbit's ears in one hand, and shouted at Chang Wude: "I won't handle this either."
"Hey, you've grown so big for nothing. You can't even kill a rabbit, so what's the use of you?"
Chang Wude was so angry that he cursed.
He went to see his senior brother before, but he couldn't see anyone. Chang Wude felt aggrieved. As soon as he went to the dining hall, the chef, Uncle Wang, didn't give him a good look, and even threatened that dinner was already served.
Being eaten by his disciples made Chang Wude so angry that he cursed in the dining hall for a while.
The most important thing is that those young disciples also spread rumors that he came back to seize the position of temple master. Such ridiculous rumors made Chang Wude even more angry.
"You calm down first, why don't I go and kill you?"
Seeing that the old man was so angry that he almost jumped off the roof and cursed loudly, Wan Yunting had no choice but to wave his hands, carry the fat rabbit and run to the faucet in the west corner of the courtyard door, and began to think about how to deal with the fat rabbit.
"Nolan, go ask the old man for a knife."
Wan Yunting squatted next to the faucet, looked at the rabbit on the ground, turned to follow Connolan and said.
She then turned around and asked Chang Wude for a knife. As a result, the old man kept cursing, and when he entered the house, he took out a nine-ring sword from nowhere and threw it directly on the snow at Wan Yunting's feet.
He was completely stunned. He grabbed the rusty nine-ring sword and shouted at Chang Wude: "Old man, are you serious? Don't you have a smaller knife?"
"Tsk, brat, what are you doing so much? Just chop off the rabbit's head and skin it. Hurry up, I'm so angry."
Chang Wude was sitting directly on the doorstep of the room, lighting the charcoal fire on the stove, urging Wan Yunting to hurry up.
"Hey, I'm so angry."
Wan Yunting looked at the nine-ring sword in his hand, and could only sigh helplessly, and then stabbed the fat rabbit's head on the ground...
Half an hour later, there was a disemboweled rabbit on the charcoal stove. Chang Wude inserted a wooden stick into the rabbit's belly and held it horizontally on the charcoal for roasting...
Wan Yunting and Kang Nolan were also squatting next to them, warming themselves by the fire and saying, "Old man, there are rumors spreading outside that you are coming back to seize the position of the spectator leader. What are you going to do?"
"Hmph, it's nothing more than a rumor deliberately spread by that bastard Sima Boyong to prevent us from staying in the Taoist temple."
Chang Wude, who was sitting on the threshold, turned the rabbit on the hot coals and said: "The more they want us to leave the Taoist temple, the more I will fail them. I want to see what medicine Sima Boyong Gourd is buying!"
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Wan Yunting nodded, that was all he could do.
An hour later, the rabbit was finally roasted. I have to say that Uncle Chang’s skills in roasting rabbits were really good. Although there were not many seasonings, just simple salt, the rabbits could be roasted so deliciously.
"Well, it still smells the same as before."
Chang Wude ate the rabbit legs and couldn't help but reminisce, "Life used to be hard. Your master and I often went to the mountains to catch wild rabbits and roast them to eat. Now that I think about it, I really miss being with my senior brothers and sisters in our school.
Days."
Wan Yunting tore off the hind legs of the rabbit and gave them to Connolan. He tore off the front legs and ate them, asking: "By the way, why did you say before that if Master Gui knew that I was Master's direct disciple, he would be able to stand beside us?"
Bian, does it mean that my master and Master Gui have another relationship?"
Chang Wude turned to glance at him and said, "Then do you know who your master learned his medical skills from?"
"I know this. Master once told me about the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate learned by Taoist He Ren!"
Wan Yunting nodded and said.
Chang Wude nodded and said: "Your master's talent in martial arts is average, but Uncle Ren Daozi discovered that your master is quite talented in Chinese medicine, so he accepted him as a close disciple and taught him the art of Chinese medicine himself."
"But later, my master brought Sima Boyong back from the mountain. He also had the talent to study medicine, and finally he became a disciple of Master Ren Daozi."
"However, your master is a close disciple of Master Ren Daozi, and he also received the real Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. However, Sima Boyong did not have the opportunity to learn the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. Therefore, at that time, Sima Boyong was jealous of his master.
, it is estimated that it was at that time that the seeds of cause and effect were planted!”
Wan Yunting nodded as he listened. When he was in prison, his master occasionally told him these things, but not so comprehensively.
"However, Uncle Grandmaster loves your master very much. Although your master has no talent in martial arts, his martial arts was taught by Uncle Grandmaster step by step, so he should be treated like his direct disciple."
"Uncle Grandmaster, if he has something good, the first thing he thinks of is your master, so we were all quite envious of your master at that time."
Chang Wude's eyes flashed when he thought of what happened back then, and he couldn't help but turn his thoughts back to that time, so that he didn't even have the heart to eat rabbit meat.
Wan Yunting nodded as he listened. It turns out that Master and Master Gui still have this relationship...
The next morning, snowflakes were still flying today. The trees and mountains on Wuliang Mountain were covered with a layer of snow-capped armor. There was no sun, the sky was gray, and the temperature was freezing cold.
"so cold…"
Especially for southerners like Wan Yunting and Connolan, even Chang Wude, who has been accustomed to living in the south for decades, feels chilly and is sitting around the charcoal stove in the room to warm up...
In the small square next to the cliff in the backyard of the Taoist temple, under the guidance of Wei Ping, Zeng Yongchang and Zhu Yangyu, a wooden structure was erected in the center of the small square.
This competition ring is square, with a width and length of eight meters. The height of the ring from the ground is one meter. At the same time, stools and chairs have also begun to be placed in the square.
"Everyone, please move quickly. People from various sects will arrive in the afternoon. We have to set up the arena by noon. Do you understand?"
Wei Ping shouted to the disciples who were busy.
"Yes, Master..."
The younger generation of disciples are actually disciples led by Wei Ping and Zeng Yongchang, so when they call the temple leader Duan Wuyu, they have to address them as master.
Wei Ping turned to Zhu Yangyu and smiled: "Junior Brother Zhu, I heard that you have also broken through Huajin and entered the early stage of Danjin. Congratulations."
Zhu Yangyu, who has a slender figure and a pair of narrow and cold eyes, gives people a feeling of hiding something. He nodded slightly to Wei Ping, "Compared to you, Senior Brother Wei, I'm still a little behind."
"hehe."
Wei Ping waved his hand and said with a smile: "It is rare to be able to break through the martial arts elixir at your age."
"How old are you, Junior Brother Zhu?"
Zeng Yongchang asked from the side.
"32."
Zhu Yuyang said.
"sharp."
Zeng Yongchang gave him a thumbs up and said: "I'm older than you, but I'm still in the middle stage of energy transformation. This is the difference between genius and stupidity."
Wei Ping turned to glance at him and said with a smile: "I usually tell you to study harder, but you hold your phone and shoot videos every day. Now you know the difference."
"Hehe, senior brother taught you a lesson."
Zeng Yongchang smiled and said immediately: "I don't know if this boy named Wan Yunting will participate in this competition with young talents from various sects?"
Zhu Yangyu narrowed his slender eyes and asked, "I heard from my junior brothers that he is in the early stage of Danjin martial arts?"
"Yes."
Wei Ping nodded and said in a deep voice: "This person is not simple. He has broken through to martial arts elixir strength at such a young age. He has fought with Qi Wu before, and you can see that his strength is extraordinary!"
Zhu Yangyu nodded and said calmly: "Then I'm really looking forward to fighting him!"
Wei Ping and Zeng Yongchang looked stunned, looking at Zhu Yangyu who looked neither cold nor indifferent, but they could see that he was confident and proud of his martial arts prowess from the bottom of his heart...