At the beginning, he became a baby and worshipped Uncle Jiu as his godfather!

"You will be hungry tonight."

Seeing that it was Lin Yu who pressed the table, Taoist Simu felt proud.

After all, he was the one he brought back.

He was joking with Lin Yu with a smile, but what he said was true.

During the time he lived in Taoist Simu's house, Lin Yu probably had to eat with a small stomach.

Taoist Simu's place was too remote.

It was difficult to transport a large amount of food in.

At the time, he also relied on some farming and hunting in the mountains to have food and drink.

But such a way of obtaining food is naturally difficult to form a scale.

"It's a hindrance. Eating more will only make me practice faster. My practice speed is already fast enough. If I slow down a little, I can learn your skills. That's really a good deal."

"Hahaha, good boy really knows what's good."

Simu glanced at Yixiu with a raised eye, very proud.

He always likes to be praised, just like Uncle Jiu.

Moreover, he is praised in front of his mortal enemy Yixiu. It is like a glass of iced watermelon juice in the dog days of summer. He feels refreshed from the inside out.

But Master Yixiu has no interest in fighting with Simu at this time.

His kind eyes show some surprise and love.

His eyes gently scan Lin Yu twice.

"This little monk is quite old. I think he is only one year old."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Simu became alert.

If it were any other time, Simu would have been proud and boastful.

Look at how powerful my one-year-old nephew has become. Such talent must be the reincarnation of an immortal.

But facing Yixiu, a Buddhist, Simu immediately became alert and didn't even want to show off.

"Hey, hey, hey, stop yelling, my nephew is not a little monk, you should be polite and call him little Taoist priest."

Simu stood directly in front of Yixiu, blocking his view of Lin Yu.

Monk Yixiu stretched his head and took a step to the left, and Simu immediately took a step to the left.

Pinching his waist with both hands, he straightened his chest and raised his head to block Yixiu.

Master Yixiu took another step to the right, and Simu followed and continued to block him.

Left, right, right.

Back and forth again and again.

Yixiu felt that his meditation skills were broken, and he was furious. He stretched out his hand with an impatient look and tried to push Simu away.

Simu immediately stopped Yixiu's hands and pushed him away.

Jia Le watched from the side and couldn't help laughing.

"Your master is really interesting. This little guy looks old. Do we need to guess when he is one year old?"

Qingqing also had a look of understanding.

Her beautiful eyes looked around with some doubt.

But this child should be very smart and have good talents.

Such a small child, with clear articulation, talking and laughing, was more fluent than Jiale in the communication with Taoist Simu.

They naturally understood Yixiu's shock.

When the table was pressed down just now, the huge force made Yixiu look sideways. The table was almost broken by the force of three people, but it was pressed down steadily. The subtle force-generating technique contained in it was amazing.

As a result, after a closer look, such a small dot?

Seeing him full of energy, full of blood, shining spirit, very agile, and powerful, it is obvious that he has a deep foundation but shallow magical power.

It is inevitable that Yixiu thinks that this is a practitioner who has regained his youth, or a dwarf who grew up from childhood.

Otherwise, how can he have such a strong practice skill.

But Monk Yixiu has practiced for many years and has developed a pair of wise eyes, which can see bones.

After wondering, he immediately saw that this little guy was a real little guy, and his bone age was not yet one year old.

This is actually a child who is not even one year old?

Needless to say, he was shocked and surprised.

He wanted to take a closer look, but he was worried that he was old and blurry, but Simu got in the way again.

After a while, Yixiu was annoyed again.

Especially his behavior proved that Yixiu was right.

The child in front of him was a rare genius that only appears once in a thousand years.

This naturally made Yi Xiu feel itchy.

"Hey, what are you doing? You're blocking the way."

"Hey, what do you want to do? This is my home!"

"What's your home? What am I doing? You let me go, I won't talk to you."

"Ha, you stinky monk, you dare to be so arrogant in my home, no matter who you want to talk to, I just allow it!"

The atmosphere in the room stagnated.

The air outside the house seemed to be unable to circulate.

The air was stuffy and hot, and the room was also stuffy and hot, which made people feel a little annoyed.

Yi Xiu wanted to say something else, but seeing that Taoist Simu was protecting his calf like an old hen, he was also helpless.

But he was unwilling to let go.

He had to turn his brain and think of another way.

He took two steps back and then moved forward.

He said with a smile: "Relax, I have no ill intentions, this young monk..."

"It's the young Taoist priest!"

Taoist priest Simu emphasized immediately.

But Master Yixiu turned a deaf ear to him.

Still with a kind smile on his face, he ignored Simu who was like an old hen baring its teeth and claws.

"Thank you for moving the table, so that this reckless man ruined the table of food, so that I, an old monk, will have to starve tonight."

Master Yixiu was very strategic, showing goodwill and playing the victim, and lowering himself very low, hoping to reduce Lin Yu's vigilance.

After all, children are influenced by adults.

This little baby has been with Simu for so long, so it will inevitably have some influence. 놊 knows if he has a bad feeling towards himself, so 놚 first lowers his guard.

"Come on, come on, try this tofu. I grind it myself. It's delicious."

Ichiu held the table and returned to the middle of the house with a smile.

"Sit down, everyone."

There seemed to be nothing unusual about him as he greeted everyone to sit down.

Qingqing sat down immediately.

There was only one person with four eyes, and he was angry everywhere.

He was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

It was obviously his home, but this old guy acted as if it was his home.

"You old guy, have you been out for a long time? Why did you come back so suddenly?"

Sitting down with eyes wide open.

His left hand was facing Yi Xiu, and he pulled Lin Yu to his right hand.

"If I had known he was coming, I would have come back."

He turned his head and said to Lin Yu.

Ruduo continued to live in Renjia Town for a while, teaching Lin Yu while also lacking food and drink.

Monk Yixiu completely focused on his quarrel with Taoist Priest Four Eyes.

No matter what he said, he would always get angry.

He even deliberately eased his mood.

You should linger on for a while and try to get as much information as possible.

"Haha, I didn't come back suddenly. I've been back for dozens of days. I'm just wondering, why did you come back suddenly?"

Yixiu heard from Jiale that Taoist Priest Simu was invited to leave by his senior brother Jiu Shu.

I don’t go out to chase corpses.

How much more time can you spend visiting relatives?

As a result, it also seemed like I had been out for several months.

"I want you to take care of it?"

The Taoist priest with four eyes is actually the nose, not the nose, the eyes, not the eyes.

"Hey, can you talk properly?"

Qingqing felt a little unhappy.

Like a little pepper, the little girl slapped her chopsticks on the table and started to quarrel with Taoist Priest Four Eyes.

This fell into the hands of Taoist Priest Simu.

I wish I could make a noise and drive these people away.

Just as Taoist Priest Four Eyes was about to have an attack, Yixiu pressed Qingqing down.

"Hey, don't be so rude."

"cut!"

The four-eyed Taoist priest let out a cry of disgust.

As if he didn't take this little girl seriously, he waved his hand and called Jia Le to him.

This silly boy makes people angry just looking at him.

"Come here, come here, let me introduce you. This is your uncle's second apprentice. His name is Lin Yu. He will also be your junior brother from now on. They are both from his own family. Xiao Yu is also from our Maoshan Gate Records. In our Maoshan Gate Records, our ancestor is the master. We have met each other before, so we are truly family members.”

Taoist priest Simu said these words deliberately, and the words "family members" were specially emphasized in his tone.

Jiale couldn't understand the deeper meaning.

He just smiled and greeted Lin Yu in a friendly manner.

"Hey, junior brother, it's been so far along the way, how did you come here? I wanted to follow you to your uncle's place to play, but the master refused."

Lin Yu smiled and said: "Senior brother, the journey is long and it is really not easy to go back and forth. My uncle won't let him go, and he feels sorry for him."

Nice words to say like this.

Jia Le also nodded in agreement.

There were just a few moments where I didn't regard this little Douding, who was not as tall as my own thighs, as a child.

Look at his conversation, he is more mature than himself, he really looks like an adult.

Qingqing was overjoyed on the sidelines.

She also likes this pink-carved jade-carved child.

It's even more interesting to see how Lin Yu looks so cute but also looks very old-fashioned when he speaks.

"It turns out that Brother Lin Jiudao is your disciple. As expected, he is very beautiful and talented. Brother Lin Jiudao is so lucky!"

Yixiu smiled a little strangely on the side, as if he was forced to squeeze out.

"No matter how good your blessing is, my Xuanmen's blessing has nothing to do with you. Just go away and don't get involved."

The four eyes were angry and cursed.

If things go as usual, there will definitely be another exchange of words and fists.

But today, I am particularly tolerant of my first practice.

The smile actually seemed a bit flattering.

It seems that 놆真놅 is like a Taoist priest with four eyes, lowering his head to get closer.

"Oh, why do you need to talk to foreigners like this? We both have many neighbors. As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. As the saying goes, a relative's bones are broken and his tendons are connected. Our neighbors are really better than that relative. Want to kiss."

"Fellow? I think my enemies are pretty much the same, you damn smelly monk! I haven't had a good life since I came back. I keep knocking on your broken wooden fish every day! You never let me get a good night's sleep!" I can’t wait to break your bones and tendons!”

Simu cursed.

"I, Xuanmen, and you, Buddha Sect, don't come and try to get close to me."

But the master of cultivation said: "It's more and more foreign to say this. Red flowers, white lotus root and green lotus leaves, the three religions are originally one family, the same practitioners, the same way of the world, why should they be so clearly distinguished?"

Simu sneered and pointed at Monk Yixiu's chest, "It sounds so nice. Do you really think of me as one of your family members? Are you willing to give me your vajra beads?"

This monk is different from Si Mu. He can't draw talismans, he's not very proficient in refining weapons, and he doesn't sometimes chase corpses to make money.

Therefore, the family background is much worse than that of Simu.

He doesn't have many valuable magic weapons on him either.

The only exception is the string of Buddhist beads on his chest.

The old monk carried dozens of Buddhist beads from high-quality Bodhi wood in front of him.

Although Si Mu hated this stinking monk very much, he could fight with himself for so long and even though he didn't admit it with his mouth, he had to admit it in his heart that this old monk still had something to say about Buddhism.

This prayer bead has long been inspired by the influence of Buddhism and has become a magic weapon.

And only this monk was able to concentrate on the sacrifice. Ten 뎃s were as one as 꿂, and he got a pure character, which is not low in power.

When Simu arrived at Renjia Town, he saw Uncle Jiu disposing of the Daxueshan monk and leaving behind the Dharma beads.

In order to eliminate the grievances above, I worked with Uncle Jiu for a few days before destroying the 돗 again.

And this old monk's Buddhist beads are far better than the Buddhist monk's magical weapon in the Snow Mountain. Not only is it powerful, it can calm the mind, guard and break illusions, and is helpful for meditation practice.

Really a good baby.

"You are such an adult and you still want something from me. Don't feel ashamed."

Yixiu shook his head and said with a smile.

As expected, 놛 was reluctant to part with it.

Simu sneered in her heart and was finally able to shut her mouth.

"I think this child is very popular with me. Old monk, I don't have anything but a string of Buddhist beads, so I will give this child a greeting gift. I hope the Buddha will bless you and keep you safe and grow up happily."

One sentence startled his eyes and made him sweat in cold sweat.

This damn monk is so willing!

It’s over! It's dangerous! My nephew is really being targeted by this damn monk!

This string of Buddhist beads is precious, Shimou knows it so well that even if he exchanges it for the box of gold at the bottom of the box, he can't get it back at all.

The old monk even said that the Buddha was blessing him even though he was bleeding, and his sincerity was known to everyone on the road.

Simu was about to say that we Xuanmen disciples only have the protection of our Taoist master and the protection of our ancestor, so we don't need you to worry about it, when he saw that Lin Yu had already stretched out his hand.

Lin Yu smiled respectfully, raised his palms outward, pushed Yi Xiu aside and handed over the beads.

"The master's magic weapon is precious, and the younger generation will not be rewarded without merit."

One sentence brought out two meanings, which made Monk Yixiu sigh a little.

The eyes are still full of admiration, but there is a little pity in my heart.

"The next generation is to be feared, the next generation is to be feared..."

The semi-syntax tool is precious, so I pointed it out and Xueer must have something on his mind.

He immediately drew a clear line with Yi Xiu and separated you and me.

With such an exquisite heart, how can one not lament that the future life is terrible?

"Eat, eat."

Yixiu gave Lin Yu a piece of tofu.

Lin Yu thanked him.

My four eyes were also happy that my nephew was so smart and sober.

I was in a good mood for a while.

The result of this contest was that I won!

I just didn't dare to talk anymore, for fear of causing more trouble.

Now the four eyes also have a weakness, fearing that Lin Yu will be bewitched by this monk.

I had no choice but to temporarily cease all activities and drums to calm down the matter.

Five people gathered around the small square table, eating quietly by the dim oil lamp.

The atmosphere in the room also relaxed a lot.

A cool breeze blew away the stuffy heat in the room through the doors and windows.