The Legend Of Shen Gongbao

"Hahaha, it's a pity, even if your Wang family is in vain, this seat is dead, and you won't let your Wang family get the true chapter written by the ancestor himself" Deming's mouth was sneered.

I wrote a letter and heard the words with a gloomy face: "Why is Uncle Master so stubborn? Over the years, Bi Xiufeng has died of many true disciples. If this continues, I am afraid that the five decays of Uncle Master will not find a suitable one in the future. His disciples inherit the true biography of Bi Xiufeng, and Bi Xiufeng’s orthodoxy will be broken by then.”

"You are optimistic." Deming smiled coldly, finally with a cold smile on his calm face.

"The nephew will wait and see, but I don’t know why the uncle wanted to prevent me from entering this cave." I wrote a letter to Unwanted and Deming entangled in this matter. There are so many disciples nearby, and there is a lot of slurs between the two. People here There are many ears, and it will be bad to spread it.

"Don't you know, this cave is the first of my new generation of Bi Xiufeng disciples" Deming stared at the letter.

"What?" His pupils shrank, and Wang Zhuan turned to look aside. Wang Zhuan nodded and confirmed that the letter was furious: "Asshole, why don't you report such important events?"

"The ancestor was wronged a disciple. Although the disciple knew that Yu Duxiu had worshipped Bi Xiufeng, he did not know that this person had been designated by Bi Xiufeng as the chief disciple." Wang Zhuan aggrieved.

"It's up to you to go back." The letter turned to Deming, "Uncle Master, it's not a coincidence. This Yu Duxiu has repeatedly embarrassed my Wang family, bad things about my Wang family, and went to the same family, offended the rules. There is no forgiveness of sins, and the disciples want to rectify the Fa, to see and hear them, but also to ask the uncle to be fair and just, and don’t show favor to this son."

"Yu Duxiu is my chief disciple of Bi Xiufeng. I am not convicted. When is it the turn of outsiders to point fingers at me Bi Xiufeng?" Deming smiled coldly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"The master said that all the bulls, ghosts, and snakes dare to come out and embarrass the disciple these years. It's really impossible to be a disciple." There was a quiet sound of footsteps in the cave, and the next moment Yu Duxiu dressed in a gray robe appeared. The mouth of the cave. He glanced at the people around him, and finally turned his gaze to the person who wrote the letter: "Who are you, dare to say condemnation to me".

After speaking, I didn't wait for the letter to answer. Instead, he said to Deming: "Disciples pay respect to Master."

Deming nodded: "What's the matter?"

"The disciple has refined a magic weapon, and the calculation time is about to be born, and everything will be resolved with the master after I return," Yu Duxiu respectfully said.

Deming nodded, just about to speak, but he didn't want to send a letter to the sky but laughed wildly: "Hahaha. Hahaha, I laughed to death, fellow daoists, did you hear that the magic weapon here was refined by this kid, this The kid worshipped me in Taiping Road for only three years, and he dared to say that he had refined the magic weapon, hahaha, hahaha, he really regarded the magic weapon as Chinese cabbage. I dare to say that I can make a magic weapon without thinking. I have lived for thousands of years, and have lived for thousands of years. I still dare not say that I can refine magic weapons. This kid with a yellow mouth is really laughing at me."

When this statement fell, the surrounding elders and the true disciples also raised their heads and laughed, whether it was because of Yu Duxiu's overwhelming words, or to please the Wang family. What everyone laughed was that they leaned forward and turned back and forth, and there was no sign of comprehension.

"Hahaha, really a yellow-mouthed kid, he can refine the magic weapon."

"Yes. That is, even a generation of disciples dare not say that they can be refined into a real magic weapon."

"I'm so laughing, it's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and this cowhide is not afraid of breaking the sky."

"Tsk tusk tusk, this time Bi Xiufeng has a thick-skinned person."

"Yes. That is, it takes time and place to refine magic weapons, and it can't be refined if you want to refine it."

"This time Bi Xiufeng is embarrassed."

The whole mountain laughed, the palm teacher was silent, his eyes closed, not knowing what was thinking in his mind.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Yu Duxiu seemed to turn a deaf ear to the ridicule of everyone, just looking up at the sky.

As for Deming, he just smiled and looked at the distant scenery.

Finally, everyone seemed to have laughed enough, and some people said, "The kid is arrogant, in order to occupy the legacy of the predecessors, dare to say anything, dare to use any excuses, the poor way tells you, the genius is destined. If you live here, although you came here earlier than us, the ownership of this magic weapon depends on everyone's chance."

Yu Duxiu was taken aback for a moment, a pair of eyes looked at each other with a slightly confused eye, looking at the **** in the other's eyes, Yu Duxiu seemed to understand something in a moment, and today's things are afraid that it can't be done well, even if this magic weapon is really true. It was made by himself, but at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, he can't, won't, and definitely not made it by himself.

There is no owner, and everyone can fight for it. If there is an owner, everyone will have nothing but a stare. After all, the sect's righteousness, this level of skin is not good, and the skin is torn without cover.

Stretching out her left hand and touching her chin, Yu Duxiu's eyes flashed with enlightenment and haze. With so many monks, she would definitely not be able to cope with it, and she didn't know how much the magic weapon's power would give her.

"Understood." Seeing Qingming in Yu Duxiu's eyes, Deming said on one side.

"Everyone is not guilty and he is guilty" Yu Duxiu put down his hand and once again carried his back.

Deming nodded: "This is human nature. Even a monk, who has been practicing Taoism for thousands of years, can't cut this humanity. On the contrary, with the improvement of his cultivation level, more and more things are not regarded by the monks, but Those who can be put in their eyes are all the biggest obsessions in their hearts, the demons."

"It's useless to talk more, it's just war. This magic weapon is for the poor Tao. If anyone wants to **** the magic weapon from the poor Tao, he wants the life of the poor Tao. For those who want the life of the poor Tao, the poor Tao is not accustomed to being merciful." Yu Duxiu saw The cold light flickered, staring at the letter from the opposite side.

I wrote a letter and laughed: "It depends on you, how many supernatural powers you have in your body for a few years of cultivation, dare to be so arrogant."

"Try it and you will know" Yu Duxiu sneered.

"Please teach the judgement." Seeing Yu Duxiu and the letter he was about to start, Deming suddenly shouted to teach Dao.

The palm teacher was motionless, not knowing what to think.

Magic weapon, that is a great opportunity that practitioners have in a lifetime. If they can obtain a magic weapon, there will be no obstacles in the way of longevity in the future, and they can walk more securely.

Although the master holds a magic weapon in his hand, it belongs to the sect. When he removes his position as master master, the magic weapon must be turned over to the sect and passed on to the next master master. As a monk, who does not want to have one belongs to him The magic weapon is that the master is a man, and he cannot escape desire.

It’s just that Yu Duxiu has taken care of her ancestors. What if something goes wrong under her nose? .

Yu Duxiu has been favored by Taoist ancestors. If he can't compare himself, it is a magic weapon that is more valuable. UU Reading www. Is uukanshu.com still more valuable to win over Yu Duxiu? .

As an old fox who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, he naturally has a choice in his heart. It is better to rely on yourself than on others, and his human nature is changeable. It is already very good to be able to take care of Yu Duxiu without involving his own interests. If you sacrifice your own interests, I'm afraid that I think too much. The way to practice is to compete for all resources.

In other words, I am now drawing in to take care of Yu Duxiu, but who can guarantee that Yu Duxiu will take care of his old feelings when he grows up? .

The future is too vague. He has been in charge of Taipingdao for hundreds of years. The teacher naturally has his own choice of interests. He can't act like Yu Duxiu, so as not to evil the relationship between the two. When the magic weapon fights, he seems to be making a shot. It's a matter of course.

"This matter is not easy to cut off, the magic weapon belongs to whom, the magical power of this seat is not as good as the leader, and it cannot be understood at a glance. Since Miaoxiu said that the magic weapon is yours, what evidence do you have?" Xiang Yu Duxiu.

Seeing the instructor's plain eyes, Yu Duxiu seemed to understand something in an instant, and slowly shook her head, Yu Duxiu said blankly: "No disciples."

"Oh, everyone belongs to the same sect, and they are all members of the same family. Although this seat is of high authority, it is not easy to make decisions arbitrarily and missed everyone's chance," the head teacher said helplessly.

As soon as this statement came out, the eyes of everyone around him brightened, and the words of Sang Jiao had depth and connotation. A pair of eyes stared at Yu Duxiu like wolves, and the letter was even more grinning.

The corner of Yu Duxiu's mouth was sneered, and the head teacher did a good job and was fair. At least Yu Duxiu couldn't find any favors from the head teacher in any way. Fairness made Yu Duxiu nothing to say. To be continued.