The two chatted for a while. When Wei Yang walked out of the palace, he felt a mixture of joy and sorrow. He was happy because from Li Shimin, he learned that the Demon Master Sect's current status was already extraordinary. What he was worried about was what he had done.
Implicate the independent Demon Master Sect and involve its disciples in this worldly struggle?
"Wei Yang, with the national destiny of the Tang Dynasty, I am afraid that it will help the Demon Master Sect become more powerful. It will definitely take hundreds of years. In hundreds of years, as long as you can take a step forward, the Demon Master Sect will definitely achieve great achievements. It will definitely take a few hundred years."
The existence of an independent fairy world. Do you have no confidence in yourself, or in your disciples? You must know that they created a miracle during your absence."
Xiaotian's words were full of sarcasm, which made Wei Yang smile even more. Unexpectedly, during his absence, the performance of the disciples was remarkable, which really impressed him.
Such words also made Wei Yang feel relieved. Whether speaking to himself or to his disciples, Wei Yang was confident that he would be able to achieve great achievements in the near future.
Cheng Yaojin next to him saw Wei Yang's sad expression and couldn't help but smile. He thought that there was such a master in this world, but he didn't understand his disciple at all, and even a sect was without a helmsman.
If you rely on your disciples, you can support a sect.
From this point of view, Wei Yang has excellent eyesight, and he even considered whether to let his boy worship Wei Yang as his disciple? But thinking about the rumors about the Demon Master Sect, I am afraid that Wei Yang will not accept human beings as his disciples.
For a moment, there was confusion in his eyes. I wonder why Wei Yang, who was born in the human race, behaved so strangely? Is there any hidden secret in this?
The two of them walked into a courtyard in Chang'an. This was Cheng Yaojin's mansion in Chang'an City. Of course, when they walked into Cheng's mansion, there was something special inside. Wei Yang not only muttered secretly: This Cheng Yaojin
Did Jin take the opportunity to occupy this mansion for his own enjoyment?
The entire Cheng Mansion occupies a very vast area, and in a place like Chang'an where land is at a premium, Cheng Yaojin was able to own such a vast courtyard because he really took advantage of the Tang Dynasty government.
The front hall is the cover of the Cheng Mansion, and the backyard is the real location of this courtyard. The backyard has its own purpose. There are thirty-six courtyards under it, each courtyard has various functions, and will be targeted at various clans.
The door is not used to monitor the world. What is most frightening is that all the disciples of the Thirty-sixth Academy do not know the other party's information. Even if the two sides are only separated by a bridge, they have never met each other.
From this point of view, it can be said that Li Shimin is extremely guarded against various sects, and is not as confused as it seems on the surface. I am afraid that Guanyin's move is in line with his secret conspiracy to use Buddhism to suppress Taoism, thereby reaping the benefits of others.
Come sit on a mountain and watch a tiger fight.
"Tu Xingsun, you are originally from the lineage of gods and immortals, not from the Western religion. But because of your master, you are completely free from right and wrong. Why?"
Now that he was in the Cheng Mansion, Wei Yang finally expressed his doubts. Cheng Yaojin was slightly startled, but secretly shook his head and smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand and pointed upward, and then pointed to the west.
Walls have ears, not to mention that Cheng Yaojin does not have all the strength of Tu Xingsun at the moment. Even if he has Tu Xingsun's cultivation, he dare not talk about Dao Ancestor, let alone betray his master.
However, this move also made Wei Yang understand that he was afraid that Tu Xingsun would descend to the mortal world and have nothing to do with the detention of Sun Gufo, and that there was even a faint intention of Taozu. Seeing that the other party was unwilling to speak, Wei Yang also had an answer in his heart, and naturally
I won’t say much.
At this moment, a young man walked in outside, which made Wei Yang's eyes light up. He saw this man with short red hair, green trousers, wrist guards on his hands, a sword on his back, and a mouth.
He was holding a piece of grass in his mouth, looking like a complete scoundrel.
This kind of attire is really too familiar to Wei Yang. Although it does not match the cartoon image in the game, three words immediately rise from the bottom of his heart: Swordsman.
"Wei Lang, this is my most incompetent disciple Long Tao. Because he always carries a long sword on his back, he is nicknamed Sword Knight in Chang'an City. Sword Knight, this is my Taoist friend, so you call him the demon."
Master, senior."
"Long Tao has met senior."
He behaved in a nonchalant manner, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, which could be regarded as proper etiquette, and was similar to Cheng Yaojin's usual behavior.
The behavior of these two people is almost the same. If it weren't for the different faces and looks, Wei Yang would have believed the other person if he said he was Cheng Yaojin's son.
"good."
Huh? Is Cheng Yaojin cold? There was a trace of doubt in Long Tao's eyes, a trace of hope on his face, and more of a sense of dissatisfaction.
"Well, Wei Lang, this guy is incompetent in writing and martial arts. He is really a dead wood. Please don't be polite. I know his talent."
"Talent? Haha, I said he is good, but even if he is good, I don't bother to deceive you. Why can't you see it?"
If it weren't for the familiar name, Wei Yang really wouldn't have looked at this boy twice, but after Wei Yang's inspection with his eyes, he understood why this boy was so accomplished.
"Huh? Senior, are you kidding me? If so, please forgive me for being rude. Master, take your leave."
Cheng Yaojin didn't say anything, but Long Tao, who was standing under him, really couldn't stand. Even with his thick skin, he was ashamed at the moment and just wanted to leave quickly. Don't embarrass yourself here. Obviously, it made him feel ashamed.
Others laughed at Master.
"Wait, you bastard, Wei Lang, what do you think? If it really makes a difference, I would like to let Long Tao become your disciple. If you are willing to accept him as a disciple, this is his blessing."
"Master, I don't know how to..."
"Shut up and get out of here."
When Cheng Yaojin saw that this boy was about to speak, he stepped forward and kicked him on the buttocks, causing him to almost fall over. He looked dumbfounded at the nervous master, and secretly guessed in his heart: Could it be that this person's
My cultivation level is higher than that of Master? Or is it that Master urgently needs to kick me out? Otherwise, why would Master be so anxious?
"Change a discipline? That's not necessary, but if you don't mind, I'm willing to teach him some skills, as long as he is willing to follow me and act as a servant."
"As a servant?"
"Master, this person is very rude. I, Long Tao, will not change my name, sit down..."
"Kneel down. If you still recognize me as your master? Just listen to your master and follow Wei Lang. It will be your great blessing."
Cheng Yaojin was also dissatisfied. Although this incompetent disciple was the least shameful among his disciples, beating a dog depends on the master. Now that Wei Yang wants to accept his disciple as a servant, he is not beating him alive.
face?
But seeing the cautious look in Wei Yang's eyes, it was obvious that this was not deliberately playing tricks on him? Could it be that there was really something secretly different about Long Tao? Was it because he was blind and didn't see through it? Cheng Yaojin didn't want to lose the opponent's face.
, the words were still ambiguous, giving Wei Yang enough respect.
Immediately, Cheng Yaojin also responded, directly exerting his divine power and concentrating it on his eyes. Every time he mobilized his divine power in the lower realm, it was a burden for Cheng Yaojin. First of all, his body could not bear it. If he wanted to recover the cost
A trace of divine power will also consume countless spiritual materials.
But after scanning Long Tao's body again, Cheng Yaojin still couldn't see any secrets? Not only did he look at Wei Yang with doubts, but when he saw the other party, he still looked at him with a smile. He also had no idea in his heart and didn't know how to make a decision.
