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Four hundred and thirtieth chapters thunder and fire

what to do?

The gatekeeper disciple was obviously specially arranged by Sanqing Palace to carefully prepare a closed-door soup specially for Wang Fu to taste.

However, Wang Fu entered the scene alone and was caught off guard.

Two gatekeepers put Wang Fu in by mistake. Knowing that something was wrong, they hurriedly turned around to report.

"Deputy Temple Master, Deputy Temple Master, it's not good, Wang Fu is back."

Li Yunke, the deputy temple leader, raised his eyelids when he saw the gatekeeper disciples panicking, "What if he comes back? You didn't stop him?"

"I didn't stop him. He entered the Taoist temple."

When Li Yunke heard this, he was furious, "You can't even stop one person? Could it be that he took action?"

"No, we didn't do anything, we let him in."

Li Yunke became more and more angry, "You have put so many people in, they are trash."

"He's the only one, we can't stop him!"

The rejection that had been prepared in advance was specifically aimed at Wang Fu because of the large number of people, and the reason was high-sounding. However, since only Wang Fu entered the temple, this reason did not work.

"He came back alone?"

Li Yunke was stunned on the spot, this was not according to common sense!

In the Thunder Fire Palace...

Ding Zhangdian is in a good mood recently, and his beloved disciple is about to return, so he went to meet some old buddies for a drink tonight.

Near evening, he was slightly drunk and was shaking slightly while holding on to a flower or tree, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice outside the door.

"Master, my disciple Wang Fu pays my respects."

What? Wang Fuhui is coming?

Ding Zhangdian suddenly woke up, raised his feet slightly, and his figure crossed the backyard, vestibule, corridor, etc., and suddenly landed outside the door.

That's right, it's Wang Fu.

Ding Zhangdian squinted his eyes and nodded, "Yes, we are in the middle of Jiuqu, and we have not lost the face of being a teacher."

Wang Fu was away for five years, and when he came back, he was already in full swing. This speed made him very satisfied.

"Why did you come back alone, where are the others?'

Ding Zhangdian had already received the private message and knew that Wang Fu had led thousands of people back to the Taoist temple, but there was only one person in front of him.

"Everyone else has arranged to stay in the town."

Wang Fu paused and said, "I came back first and wanted Master to make arrangements to prevent anything from happening in Sanqing Hall."

Ding Zhangdian was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "You are thoughtful, as you should be with Gaihe!"

Li Yunke was not an open-minded person. He suffered defeat at Wang Fu's house several times, so he must have been full of energy and came back for revenge.

Wang Fu led the crowd back to watch this time. If he made excuses to block the door, he would definitely lose face.

"Don't worry, Master will make the decision for you."

Ding Zhangdian took Wang Fu and led him to the quiet room.

"You're here at the right time. There's still half a jar of good wine here. Let's have a drink and chat slowly."

Wang Fu smiled and said, "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

One night passed.

On the second day, Master Ding summoned everyone from the Thunder Fire Palace and opened the gates of Yunyang Temple to welcome his beloved disciple back.

In the middle of the night last night, Wang Fu left the Taoist temple, returned to the town, and brought everyone back to the gate of the Taoist temple.

The momentum was so great that the Sanqing disciples guarding the gate not only did not dare to stop it, they had already been squeezed into an unknown place by the people in the Thunder Fire Palace.

Such a grand event attracted the attention of Taoist temples. Sanqing Hall did not appear in the open, but was observing secretly.

Wang Fu brought thousands of disciples this time, all of whom were carefully selected and had outstanding talents.

"Master, disciple Wang Fu, led a group of fellow disciples from the Northwest Lower Courtyard to pay homage to you, old man."

As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of people unanimously shouted in unison, "Greetings to the Master."

Ding Zhangdian smiled happily and raised his hand, "Everyone, get up and follow me home."

A huge flow of people merged into Yunyang Temple, and followed them into the area of ​​Thunder Fire Palace.

At this time, the disciples of the Sanqing Palace also saw that the thousands of disciples following them all had outstanding talents, and their average quality exceeded the level of any previous disciples.

It's no wonder that the thousands of people Wang Fu brought back were the top group carefully selected from the results of five years of enrollment.

Among them, there are hundreds of people who have joined the music.

"Thunder Fire Palace, I'm afraid it's about to turn over."

Those with some discernment are worried that with so many younger generation talents joining, the disadvantages of Leihuo Palace in terms of students will be wiped out, and in turn, it will overwhelm Sanqing Palace.

"Why!"

When I think of the past years, Sanqing Hall could choose outstanding freshmen at will, and the rest belong to Thunder Fire Hall. From now on, such good days are gone forever.

The Qingqingxu hometown occupied by the Northwest Lower Court is unimaginably rich in population and resources. Over the past five years, a large number of talented disciples have been sent to the Thunder Fire Palace, but the Sanqing Palace cannot intervene.

I haven’t seen that in the past five years, Leihuo Palace has stopped fighting. It doesn’t matter what you Sanqing Palace does. They have the basic base of the Northwest Lower House.

Now seeing the thousands of outstanding disciples that Wang Fu brought back, Sanqing Palace couldn't help but regret it.

Who can blame this? You don't lead others to play, and they organize the game themselves. It's all forced.

On the Leihuo Palace side, Ding Zhang Palace was relatively calm. The senior officials behind him, including Professor Lu and others, had their eyes bulging out when they saw so many good talents.

As I said before, in the past, Sun Yanyan's qualifications have been rare for decades, but among the disciples who returned this time, there are similar disciples with similar abilities, and there are even better ones.

Of course, the top group, such as Lu Sanbao, have been admitted to the sect of Master Ding.

The other disciples are now in a state of being 'without a master', and they don't have a master yet!

"It must be won."

Professor Lu looked at Lang Xiaochen, and Professor Shao stared at Sun Yanyan, both hoping that the disciples from each school would retain more talents for themselves.

These disciples couldn't laugh or cry. Don't the masters know that the junior disciples are too good and they are under great pressure?

"Master Guan, Wang Fu is back.

Li Yunke found the owner of the temple and whispered the news.

The viewer stood up from the futon, stretched, walked around a few times to stretch his muscles, and after a long time he spoke.

"It's a good thing that I'm back."

Li Yunke expressed his inner thoughts, "Since he is back, is it okay to go to the Northwest House of Commons?"

"Leave this matter to Yangmei'er, you don't have to worry about it."

Li Yunke's heart twitched, and his face became more and more respectful, "Since it was Junior Brother Fu who took action, I can rest assured, and the master has considered Zhou Xiang."

He was about to say goodbye and leave when he heard the viewer speak.

"Yunke, you are traveling far away. I have a batch of gifts to send to some friends at Yunzhong Taoist Temple."

Li Yunke was shocked when he heard this. He knew that the master of the temple was born in Yunzhong Taoist Palace, but due to old events, the relationship was cold and they had not contacted him for many years. Why did he want to talk about the past again now?

This matter is extremely private, and only he, a close disciple, can do it. Moreover, the temple master’s old friends are at least at the level of heavenly masters, so he, the deputy temple master, is qualified to come forward.

Entrusting him with this task is undoubtedly a sign of respect for him.

When Li Yunke thought of this, all the grievances and dissatisfaction in his heart were wiped away, "Disciple, let's do it now."


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