The villain's national teacher always teases me

Lang Zi closed the climbing steps, and there was only a steep slope in front of him. He tried to walk a few times but slipped down, unable to go to the next level smoothly.

Turning his head, he saw a row of pitiful elders standing beside him.

Lang Zi was very happy, he thought that the idle faction was poor, and he had gained a lot this time, so it was just right to share some with them, not to say that the road of trial was created by Taoist ancestors, and even the head of the sect didn't know how many treasures there were in it. , Can't take it out?So he walked over excitedly, and took out all the treasures in the ring and piled them on the ground as if offering treasures.

He was terribly frightened by those ghosts in the Nether Realm, and while running with his eyes closed, he slashed wildly with the Luohui Sword.Lang Zi's mind is quite flexible, following this train of thought, he repeated the first level dozens of times, brushing nearly 40 spiritual weapons like brushing props.Of course, half of the secret realm was also destroyed.

——The reason why he didn’t continue to swipe later was because he was tired of chopping, and he was going to go to the next level to change his taste and then come back to continue collecting.By the way, I collected the Dao Test Stone of the second pass and the Cloud Climbing Stairs of the third pass.

It is miraculous to say that these magic treasures are so obedient to the extreme, they will spontaneously emit spiritual energy to teach him to discover without bleeding to recognize the owner.

After hearing this, the elders looked at Daozu's bright eyes again, feeling boundless bitterness in their hearts.

Lang Zi pointed to the treasure on the ground: "You're welcome, I'm also making a contribution to the sect!"

Elders: ...

We thank you!

But what can they do? They have to pretend to be happy to accept it in order not to wear it, and wait for the Taoist ancestor to leave before sending it back to repair the road of trial.

Thinking of the amount of work, Mianmian sad elders have a headache.

"Old Ancestor, the Cloud Climbing Stairs..." Elder Miankai didn't see the Cloud Climbing Stairs in the magic weapon, so he gently reminded him, "We can still use the Cloud Climbing Stairs, and you see, if there are no steps here, there is no problem." I can't climb the mountain anymore."

The treasures that Lang Zi "helped" were not all he got. He thought that his brothers would settle the accounts clearly, and it was reasonable for him to withhold one or two of them as labor fees in order to move out the treasures for so long.One of them is Dengyunjie.

Elder Miankai thought about it, and left the rest of the treasures as they were, but the Cloud Climbing Stairs is the facade of the Chengxian sect, and all distinguished guests from various sects in the mountains have to walk around and appreciate the three thousand roads, and now they say no. No, I don't know what kind of speculation will be drawn.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was stopped by Mian Bei.

Mian sadly said: "Junior brother, this is the property of the Taoist ancestor. If he wants to take it back, how can we not give it?"

Miankai was wronged.

But he thought what the senior brother said was right, he was greedy, and said: "But if the ancestor likes it, we can also build a ladder, it doesn't matter."

Lang Zi scratched his head, very embarrassed.

"That, it's not that I don't want to take it out, it got into my dantian by itself, but I didn't subdue it, it can't be manipulated..."

He's telling the truth, even if it doesn't sound like it.

All the elders believed in him, the magic weapon has the ability to sense the fluctuations of the master's soul, but the master-servant contract is concluded with blood essence, and the Dao ancestor changed his body and didn't know many spells. He really couldn't use it.

They slandered endlessly in their hearts: Deng Yunjie, this unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!As soon as they saw the old owner, they ran away. After offering terrazzo for 3000 years, they finally raised the spirit of the weapon, and they were all blind!

Hurry up to teach the ancestors of Taoism, and finally reached an agreement at this moment.

Daozu continued to find trouble for everyone, Shi Shiran, the elder of Mouton, came out and said bluntly that the ancestor had worked so hard for the sect that he should return to Jianfeng to rest early.

The elders all agreed.

Lang Zi was rushed back to Zhijian Peak by them.

Jin Wuxi hangs, and the nightlife ends before it even begins.

Lang Zi let out a long sigh.

Fortunately, Elder Moutong was considerate, and not long after, he packed Wantu, Wanshang, Wanfan and He Muliu over, euphemistically saying "I'm afraid that the ancestor will be lonely", but in fact, he was afraid that Lang Zi would be alone again. What a mess.

Knowing that an elder came to teach him the spell the next day, Lang Zi was also happy to stay at Zhijian Peak, eating the spiritual fruit brought by He Muliu, and leading a few junior disciples to fight against the landlord. .

This time, the material used as playing cards has been greatly improved. It is the sincerity paper that He Muliu borrowed from the master Chu's table, and it can even prevent cheating.

The open space in front of the bamboo house was neatly tidied up, covered with thick blankets woven from the fluff of the cubs of Shengling Peak, and surrounded by igneous rocks, it was as warm as mid-spring in winter.

"To three," Lang Zi sat cross-legged in the afterglow of the setting sun, caught a glimpse of He Muliu's busy back, and asked curiously, "Isn't Mu Liu also a disciple of the Chengxian sect, why doesn't he have a dao name?"

When the three of them heard this, they lowered their heads and laughed.

Wan Tu looked back and saw that He Muliu was so focused on grilling meat that he had no time to care about this side, so he lowered his voice and said, "Old Ancestor, he has a Taoist name, which is not very nice, so others are only allowed to call him by his name."

"Oh? Tell me?"

There were two pictures of Wan, and his face was flushed red: "Wan Kui. Because my brother was too picky about eating when he was a child, Uncle Yiyue gave him the word Kui."

Bowls and chopsticks... No wonder people don't ask people to call their names.Lang Zi felt sorry for him, and couldn't help but be thankful that he didn't have a master, otherwise it would be embarrassing to be given a homophonic Taoist name.

"Actually, it's not just the little brother." Wan Fan said, "Many of the elders' dao names are funny. Quilts, cotton shoes, and the ancestor of the sword fairy is called a sheep. But the worst is the devil hahahaha .”

Lang Zi heard from the ritual officer that the Demon Lord is Yuhuang's cousin and a disciple of the Chengxian School, but he has never seen the Demon Lord's Taoist name in any book.

Wan Fan laughed so hard that he couldn't speak, Wan Shang finished playing the cards and said for him: "It is said that the Demon Lord didn't go to the apprenticeship ceremony at that time, and the Grand Master of Mianyang was so angry that he directly gave him the Taoist name Qin Shou."

Wan Tu shook his head: "No, no, what I heard is that the Demon Lord and the Divine Lord refused to live or die after they became Taoist couples, and the Tai Shizu gave him the word "Shou" in order to let him recognize the reality."

Hey!

Lang Zi's eyes widened, so it turns out that Uncle Mojun was the one who was suppressed? !

He couldn't help but think back to the day when he called Shenjun's aunt in the Shenjun Palace on the day of the Xiyue Grand Ceremony, the back of his ears felt hot, and he made up his mind that if he had the chance to see Shenjun again, he must make up the sentence of uncle.

Tsk, male and female Taoist couples are really troublesome. Fortunately, he doesn't plan to do this, so he has no worries.

Several people played cards until the moon rose in the east.

At first, He Muliu wanted to join in, but after seeing the notes all over his face, he stopped talking about the rotation, and worked hard to honor his ancestors by cutting meat and beating his back.

Before Wantu and the others went down the mountain, they made an appointment with Lang Zi to continue playing after the elder's lecture tomorrow.

Lang Zi felt that these disciples were really good, and he was very happy to be willing to accompany him after such a defeat, thinking that it would be okay to give up the next day.

He didn't know the inside story that Elder Mouton promised the four of them "to pass the exam if you make the ancestor happy".

After everyone left, Lang Zi picked up the habit before entering the mountain, practiced swordsmanship, and adjusted his breath for a week before washing his face and getting ready for bed.

But he was tossing and turning on the bed, obviously dizzy and yawning, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

When he took out the small wooden sword and stroked it for the sixth time, the system finally couldn't help but said: "You miss the national teacher."

Lang Zi nodded, taking it for granted, "He is my apprentice after all, so I'm naturally worried about him."

When the national teacher left, he did not explain the reason.

Lang Zi didn't think about it at first, but during the two hours of insomnia, it was enough for him to guess the worst possibility.

System: "Don't worry, the national teacher has a high level of cultivation, and no one under the immortal can hurt him."

Lang Zi sat up abruptly: "Then what if the immortal targeted him?"

System: "...you worry too much, the immortal is very busy."

You have to be busy performing your duties in the heavenly way, and you are also busy avoiding him. Who can't think about it so much? Target him.Are you rushing to reincarnate?

The more Lang Zi thought about it, the more frightened he became, he gritted his teeth and said, "What if, what if he is met by Jun Lin?"

system:? ? ?

He can meet himself every day, okay? !

Lang Zi couldn't sleep anymore, although he was not the only master of the state teacher, but he was his only apprentice!That guy in Junlin doesn't know where he is hiding now, but judging from the fact that he wiped away the traces left by the national teacher, he definitely doesn't like this junior!

In case of collision, how could he let the national teacher go?The most insane person in the entire "History of Tianyuan Cultivation" is King's Landing!

The system thought: If Junlin wants to know that you miss him so much, he might give up the soft tactics and directly press you on the bed to let you see what it means to be insane.

But it is not good to interfere with the national teacher's plan without authorization, so he suggested: "Why don't you send him a voice transmission?"

Lang Zi felt that this suggestion was good.

A long time ago, Junlin gave him a sound transmission jade slip, and he searched through the ring for a long time before finding it.

The jade slips were small, with a warm color, and they could be exchanged for a small building with a courtyard in Yi'an. Lang Zi held them in his hand and looked at them upside down by candlelight.

System: "Are you not transmitting sound?"

Lang Zi coughed lightly: "...that, I don't know how to use it."

system:……

No wonder you were locked up by Chu Xiaoji and didn't send voice transmission to ask for help!Fortunately, Jun Lin thought you were too lazy to talk to him.

Thousands of miles away, the jade slip in the arms of the national teacher who was fighting fiercely suddenly lit up.

The national teacher grabbed the enemy's wrist with one hand and trampled him under his feet, and took out the jade slip with the other hand: "A truce with a cup of tea, Master will transmit the voice."

No matter how you look on your face, how proud you are.

Fenglou, who was stepped on by him: If you say a truce, then truce, do you think I am dead? ? ?

The wind tower exploded, broke free, and the devilish energy surged all over his body in mid-air, and a black light ball quickly gathered in his palm, which was about to hit the national teacher's face.

... and was stepped on the face by the national teacher, three points straight into the soil.

Wind Tower: ...

I'm sorry I was wrong, I'm dead, single villains don't have the right to resist these days, pick it up as you go.

The national teacher was not worried at all that he would take the opportunity to resist again, stepped on his head and opened the sound transmission jade slip leisurely.

There are two voice transmissions, one from Lang Zi and one from Wang Shanjiu (Lang Zi's system).

He naturally listened to Master first.

Lang Zi: Why is the national teacher so outrageous that he doesn't even greet his teacher when he is out?

The national teacher raised his eyebrows slightly, and opened Wang Shanjiu's phone again.

Wang Shanjiu: Master, let me announce the good news!Daozu misses you!Have been insomnia for two hours!

The national teacher was in a good mood instantly.

"I'm rushing back to see Master."

Fenglou was overjoyed, and shouted out of shape in the soil: "So don't fight?"

"So hurry up and die."

Fenglou:? ? ?

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