Xianjun wants me to be his Taoist partner

Unknown Mountain is different from other peaks. As the peak of the highest peak, there is a hole three people wide.

Every once in a while, the sound of boiling water will be heard from the depths of the cave, and the whole mountain will even vibrate accordingly. Therefore, ordinary people with a radius of hundreds of miles are unwilling to approach the unknown mountain.

Ordinary people spread the rumor that there is some unknown evil being imprisoned in the crevice of the sinkhole, but only the people of Zizaimen know that what flows below is the Xingliuhuo, which is extremely beneficial for alchemy and making utensils.Everyone in the sect knows that Song Xi's escape from the Zizai Furnace must be for the purpose of refining things.

A few days ago, Wang Er and other teams had already secretly explored the treasure land suitable for alchemy in the mainland, and heard that there was a pillar of flames suddenly bursting out of the unknown mountain yesterday. , Gathered hands early in the morning to feel the crack in the sinkhole.

"After all, it's still a step late..." Wang Er, the leader, saw a bowl-sized hole in the bottom of the stove not far away, and felt so distressed that he almost wanted to apologize with death.

This is the second time, this is the second time in just six months, Zizai Furnace has been so severely injured under his guard, he is ashamed of his master.

Kneeling down in front of Zizai stove with a plop, Wang Er wiped away his tears, his heart ached so badly that he couldn't breathe.Seeing his movements, the disciples behind him didn't know why, but they also knelt on the ground together, not daring to raise their heads or get up.

All of a sudden, the small cave was crowded with monks, and all of them knelt down at the stout feet of Zizai Furnace. From a distance, it looked like a large-scale cult site.

Wang Er knelt there, thinking about the teacher's teachings at the beginning to Song Xi who was unhappy every day after falling into the rebellious period, his brain hole was far-reaching, and when Wang Er finally woke up from the deep self-blame in his heart, he wiped away his tears. Turning around, I saw all the juniors kneeling on the ground with him, and immediately raised their eyebrows, "What are you doing? Have you found the master?"

This awakened everyone, and then remembered that they still hadn't found a master, and hurriedly got up to rummage in this small cave, Wang Er shook his head.

Among other things, it’s fine to rummage through the grass, why are you digging through the crevices of rocks and ant nests one by one?Could it be that when did Song Xi become an ant?His eyes were almost rolled to the sky, looking at these stupid juniors, Wang Er couldn't help but start to worry about the future of Zizaimen.

"Hey... such a small cave can be seen clearly at a glance. These people don't go to explore the traces of spiritual power. Why are they turning over stones here? Are they planning to sell stones to support their families?"

A disciple beside him sighed, such sensible words hit Wang Er's arms, "That's right, these people are simply stupid!"

"However, fortunately, there are disciples like you in our Zizai Sect, so it's not too hopeless." Wang Er turned his head and was about to praise this disciple, but when he turned his head, he saw a pair of white legs in front of his eyes dangling.

"Junior brother! Where are your clothes and pants!" Wang Er was so frightened that he hurriedly took two steps back and blurted out.

"Ah, well, I woke up with nothing on, and I couldn't take off other people's clothes, so I had to find a robe to wrap around my body. I had to do this in a hurry. I hope fellow practitioners will forgive me."

Seeing Wang Er's surprised expression, the disciple smiled embarrassedly and explained softly.It seemed that he was flustered with embarrassment, and he lowered his head, revealing a pair of reddish ear tips.

"That's it, it's okay, there's nothing you can do about it." Wang Er's heart softened when he heard this, and he comforted him again and again: "They're all disciples of Zizai Sect... no wonder! It doesn't matter who you are! Why are you wearing Song Zhang?" The robe of the door! There is no one like you in our Zizai Sect!"

Wang Er looked at the well-spoken man in front of him with a ferocious face, and drew his sword at each other if he disagreed with him.You can't admit it wrong, the clothes Song Xi wears are all specially made in the sect, and it is difficult for the world to find two pieces.

Furthermore, even though he knew that his talent was mediocre, he had a good memory, he could clearly remember the appearance and number of his disciples, this man in front of him could be said to be handsome and extraordinary, ordinary people would never forget it.

So, how did he infiltrate so many monks among us, and what's even more frightening is that no one noticed it!And the boss!Now the person is nowhere to be seen, but the clothes are still on him!Could it be!

no, I can not.Wang Er looked at the man vigilantly, while comforting himself in his heart, Wang Er quietly waved his hand behind his back to signal that the disciples were preparing for the formation.

"That's it, please don't move the knife yet, and listen to my explanation." Facing such a tense situation, the smile on the man's face was still gentle and elegant, but he said more patiently:

"Just now, I saw that the fellow practitioners were so busy that I didn't have time to introduce myself. I'm Zizai Menhua Zuijun. How dare I ask the fellow practitioners what to call me?"

"...What are you talking about?" Wang Er was taken aback, his expression gradually indifferent.Looking at the man, he took a deep breath and turned to scold:

"Mr. Huazui? Shameless boy, shut up! Do you know what you're going to say again!" Wang Er's face was gloomy, and he became more and more furious when he heard the words.

Not to mention anything else, Mr. Huazui is their eternal pride and signature of Zizaimen, and their tragic death at the hands of Mozun is even more unspeakable grief in their hearts.Even though the other party has passed away for many years, the entire sect is still grieving.Seeing someone dare to pretend to be Hua Zuijun in front of Zizai's door, even Wang Er, who has always been good-tempered, can't bear it now!

"Dare to impersonate Hua Zuijun, how courageous you are! Disciples rise up!"

The golden light shines between the two, gradually drawing a circle along the surface of the ground.Seeing that the disciples had finished setting up the formation, Wang Er couldn't help showing a confident smile on his face. No matter how advanced his cultivation was, as long as they sacrificed the formation formed by Hua Zuijun, this person would be hard to fly.

Anyway, doesn't this person claim to be Hua Zuijun? In that case, let him learn the formation of "myself".

"Alas..." Hua Zuijun looked at the golden light and sighed softly, then slowly snapped his fingers when the light was shining directly on him.In an instant, the light turned around, and before Wang Er could react, he was imprisoned in Jin Guangzhu's Chengdu cage.

"What's the situation! Wrong, wrong, what's wrong with you? The enemy is on the opposite side!" Wang Erhou shouted anxiously at the disciples.

All the disciples bowed their heads and remained silent when they heard the words, and the scene suddenly became terribly quiet.The situation is different!Wang Er's hairs stood on end immediately, his heart flustered, he closed his lips tightly and stopped talking.

"It's been so many years, why the formation and the code I set up at the beginning haven't changed at all. I guess Zizaimen hasn't changed much for so many years. If so, it's very boring."

Mr. Hua Zui shook his head, casually took the robe presented by a muscular male cultivator, and sighed.

The disciple who was obediently listening to his orders just a second ago, is now the man's head and saddle. With such a huge change, Wang Er couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat on his forehead, biting his lower lip and trying to calm himself down.

"Oh, by the way, you are the leader of them, right?" Hua Zuijun put on his robe and looked at Wang Er tenderly, "Then can I ask you something?"

"Don't worry, it's just small things."

Hua Zuijun smiled slightly, and when he opened and closed his eyes, his dark pupils suddenly burst into a strange red light, which was extremely sinister and strange.Not only him, but all the disciples slowly raised their heads, staring at him with scarlet and empty eyes.

Looking at the shivering Wang Er, Hua Zui smiled softly and comforted him, "Relax."

"Ha~ I swear, this deity will never stay up late to make spirit cards again." Wei Buming yawned, and sat in the hall eating breakfast bored.

To be honest, these dishes are not half as delicious as Xiao Xianjun's cooking, and he is a monk and he has already fasted.It's just that now Shen Qinghuan went out to buy incense, he was bored so he had something to pass the time.

"It's such an unpalatable dish. It's a good thing Mo Xue's inn hasn't closed down yet." Wei Buming put down the bamboo chopsticks with a look of disgust, and pushed the plate to the farthest point of the table.

Originally, he was also an easy-to-support person, but it was Shen Qinghuan's fault that he had kept him in his mouth these past few days, and he didn't even pay attention to these exquisite things earlier.

In this crowded inn, the people who live in the top are all people from the rivers and lakes who come and go, like Wei Buming, there is only one "woman" sitting on the side, wearing a veil, don't be too eye-catching .

During the quarter of an hour when Wei Buming was in a daze, there were already many people sizing him up from where they thought it was not obvious.After observing for so long, and hearing that the person traveling with him was a thin and weak scholar, many people had evil thoughts towards Wei Buming's slender back.

"This woman is so masked, I don't think she looks very good." A young man with a bamboo pole with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks winked at his companion.

Hearing this, everyone would smile heartily, praising the young man over and over again for his cleverness, and making jokes one after another in their mouths, all as appetizers.

They were having a heated chat, and they were dancing and arranging the girls, when the strong man in their lead suddenly put the wine glass on the table with a bang, hiccupped and said:

"I don't think so. As far as this figure and temperament are concerned, even the eldest daughters of the northern and southern Wang families can't compare. In my opinion, she must be a big beauty, so I'm ashamed to show her face!"

The strong man stared at his back and laughed, and the dog beside him heard what was said, and quickly turned around and praised the boss for his eyesight.

The brawny man had already lost his mind after drinking, and when he saw the younger brothers cheering so much, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic, and he even forgot about the royal etiquette.

The more he talked, the more complacent he became, and finally he drank the strong wine in the glass in one gulp, and said recklessly:

"Okay, big brother is in charge today, so I will invite this little lady over to drink and show up with my brothers, so that you can see her beauty, and also reward everyone for their hard work these past few days."

Just do what he said, the strong man didn't wait for the younger brothers to reply, he shook off the white fat on his body, and walked straight towards the two of them.

Although he was drunk, he was still somewhat sober in his mind.Knowing that there are few dignitaries in this town recently, and knowing that the husband of the little lady is a weak scholar who can't lift his hands on his shoulders, and that he has a lot of people and is the most powerful person in the town, he is extra bold now.

A poor scholar is nothing to be afraid of, but with such a beauty and such a figure, I don't know if that white-haired scholar can satisfy her.

It doesn't matter, if he is really good-looking, he doesn't mind teaching a beauty what Fang Zhongle is.I'm afraid that when the beauty gets interesting, I will follow him wholeheartedly and never leave.

Thinking of this, the strong man couldn't help but wiped his saliva, and his heart became more and more determined to pull the little lady over to accompany him. His face was flushed, but his light feet were suddenly tripped by someone. The wooden table next to it was crushed on the ground.

"Who is your grandma who doesn't have eyes and dares to stand in the way of the young master? I'm so impatient!"

The loud noise made the entire inn focus on the strong man. He lost such a big face in front of the younger brother and the beauty, the strong man was furious, and he looked up to find out who deliberately tripped him to the ground.

"It's me." At some point, a scholar sat on the bench next to the strong man. He played with the teacup on the table and said calmly, "You have an opinion."

The four eyes met, obviously such a thin white chicken, but the strong man had the illusion that he was being watched by a tiger.Suddenly trembling with fright, even with the drink, he was more than half sober.