Dijun, times have changed

It is said that Grand Master Gongxi waited all night but failed to find the immortal master. The next day a servant came to tell him that the two immortal masters had ordered a breakfast and had already eaten it.

Grand Master Gongxi: "..." Not only did he ask the immortal master with concern if the food was good, but he also had to ask someone to prepare the [-] top-grade spirit stones.That is [-] high-grade spirit stones, which may not be a big deal to some wealthy cultivators, but to mortals, even if they are extremely powerful ministers and high-ranking grand masters, they are worth most of their wealth.

Grand Master Gongxi thought it over, he had to resell some of the 200 cassocks he bought with the ten thousand top-grade spirit stones, and the rest would be passed down as family heirlooms.

"Grand Master." Gongxi Grand Master was thinking about how much to sell and how much to keep. The housekeeper came to report: "Master Yanghua came to visit two immortal masters."

Because no one in the entire family knew the names of the emperor and the leader, they all referred to them as immortal masters.

Grand Master Gongxi hurriedly said: "Invite Immortal Master Yanghua in quickly, and send someone to invite two other Immortal Masters to free up my study for them to use."

---------

Dijun had expected that Yanghua would come to his door, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

To be honest, he doesn't have much time to deal with Yanghua now, he has more important things to think about.

Just before the time of a stick of incense, the official emperor was squeezed away, and the deity who usurped the throne looked at the leader who had breakfast, bald, and said: "The leader has worn this cassock for many days, how about changing it?" ?”

Huang Wuji wondered: "Did you make other clothes?" Dijun and him were together almost every day, and I didn't see him make any new clothes.

Venerable God: "..." As soon as he finished speaking, Venerable God remembered that when he lied to the leader to wear women's clothing, the emperor said that because the cloakroom could not be opened, there were only women's clothing. Now he asked this question, what if If there is no suitable reason, then it will be properly overturned.

Knowing that he said something wrong, Shenzun shut his mouth and went back to the sea of ​​consciousness as the background board.

This time it was rare that several versions did not rush to go online, and the main body was automatically matched with the original emperor.

The emperor looked at the leader and threw the blame again without blinking: "No, it's the cloakroom of the gods. I don't know what I did, and the authority of the cloakroom was opened. He was too excited to retreat back to pick out clothes. Just change whatever clothes the leader wants. Said, let the gods take it for you."

Huang Wuji was stunned by the serious emperor, that is to say, the emperor's modeling is too deceptive. One glance is the bright moon in the sky, awe-inspiring and inviolable, and the other is a gentleman, noble and cold.Huang Wuji thinks that such an emperor, why would he lie to him?

So Dijun's nonsense succeeded again.

The young emperor opened his eyes wide, with an expression of "I learned it".

Tianzun and Mozun reached a consensus point of view for the first time, and both nodded in affirmation of the words of the legend.

The Buddha Emperor raised one hand and made a palm on his chest, [Amitabha, don't force the deity who doesn't like to talk, it's better to talk less next time. 】

There are only rumors, because I missed the point, I can only accept this pot silently.He opened the cloakroom and thought to himself, since my cloakroom permission was opened, then I will choose the clothes of the leader.

The deity raised his hand and brushed across the rows of clothes hangers, and piles of clothes appeared in front of the leader out of thin air.

Huang Wuji watched as the clothes started to be folded from his feet, all the way up to the height of the roof, the hill-like pile of clothes was crumbling.

Huang Wuji casually pulled out a black-bottomed gold-edged robe, and before he could shake it off for a closer look, the whole pile of clothes poured down.

Dijun: "..." He quickly waved his hands and organized the pile of clothes into categories.

A piece of suit or piece of clothing floated in the air, arranged in a random order. Due to the large number, the clothes surrounded the two of them to form an inner three-layer outer three-layer circle.

Dijun: "Which outfit does the leader want to wear?"

At this moment, not only the original emperor was speaking, but the six versions of the emperor had reached an unprecedented unity of thought at this time.

Desolate Wuji suddenly had a feeling of returning to the game.He looked around at the clothes on display, fortunately, there wasn't one he didn't like.

Just as he was about to point out a suit and put it on, he caught a glimpse of the teacher who was standing aside restrainedly.He lowered his eyes and looked at his feet, as if he was avoiding looking at the dazzling array of clothes in the room.

The leader suddenly softened his heart.

He thought, even if he wanted to guide the emperors to be happy, he couldn't kill the spiritual food of the severe Internet addicts all at once.Seeing how pitiful he is, why not just let him play games for a while?

Well, just for a moment, let the emperors be happy.Not a big problem.

The leader convinced himself, he patted Dijun on the shoulder and asked, "Which one do you think I should wear?"

The emperor was fighting with each other in the sea of ​​consciousness.Different versions of emperors have different preferences for the clothing style of the leader.Although the right to choose was given to the leader, the emperors still matched clothes for the leader Yun in their minds.

The main story wants to be like this, the second story wants to be like that, the third story, the fourth story, the prequel, and the side story, the six versions are matched with seventeen sets, with an average of three sets for each version. The Buddha Emperor has not had time to discuss his In the third outfit, I suddenly heard the leader ask them which one to wear.

The emperor raised his head instantly, his eyes shining brightly.

The leader hooked his mouth, pulled over the chair, sat on it, crossed his legs, and entered the business state.

"I'm going to make a deal with the Grand Master later, what kind of clothes should I choose?"

Dijun's breath stagnates, this familiar game scene, the live-action version of the leader's dress-up game, he is here!

The clothes hanging all around began to roll, but Dijun couldn't make a choice for a long time.

It is said that the emperor clasped his right hand with his left hand extremely hard, pointing to a set of pale blue noble rich young master's suit, while the deity firmly chose the golden and rich local tyrant young master's suit.

The Buddha Emperor took a fancy to the wide-sleeved robe with a white background and gold border, but the Mozun liked the one with a black background and gold border.

In the prequel, the emperor wanted the leader to wear blue and white clothes with him, but Tianzun had a soft spot for pure white.

The various versions are deadlocked.

At this time, a servant girl came to report that Yanghua was looking for them, and Grand Master Gongxi vacated the study for the three immortal masters to discuss matters.

Who is free to talk to him?

The emperors were silent, competing silently in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Seeing that Dijun became like a sculpture, the leader said nothing and remained motionless, and couldn't help stretching out his hand and shaking it in front of Dijun.

"Come on, let's hurry up."

Dijun pursed his lips, reluctantly left 6 sets of clothes and accessories, and took the rest back.

Huang Wuji: "..." Seeing the six sets of clothes, the leader seemed to understand the embarrassment of the emperor.But having said that, the preferences of these six versions are really quite obvious.

The leader scratched his head, thinking about how to choose to make the six versions of the emperor happy.Suddenly, he slapped his thigh: "Let's smoke. I'll cover my eyes, disassemble all these suits, put the same parts together, and wear whichever I order. Do you think it's good?"

The author has something to say: Master: I have paid a lot for the joy of the six versions of the sponsor’s father.

感谢在2020-07-2823:04:12~2020-07-2923:05:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: nickname 1234565 bottles; I do not coexist with homework 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!