Zhang Jun put Sun Caiguo in the wooden house to rest for a while.

Half an hour later, Sun Caiguo woke up, damn, he was stunned!

Soon, Zhongsun Wubian came to see Sun Caiguo, and he was also helpless.

I had heard that Yang Shaoliu was refining some immortal medicine before, so he gave the big black cauldron to Yang Shaoliu.

You must know that the big black cauldron is a treasure left by the ancestors a hundred years ago, and no one has used it in the Fenghai Sword Sect for a long time.

Zhongsun Wubian had read Yang Shaoliu's cheats and felt that there was no problem, so he agreed to him refining some immortal medicine, but he didn't expect it to poison Sun Caiguo.

Zhongsun Wubian told Zhang Junke to be strict with Nayang Shaoliu, don't make any more trouble, that kid is too weird.

Zhang Jun stretched his face, no matter how strange that kid is, he can't compare to his own weirdness.

Boom Boom!

Suddenly, there were several loud noises not far away.

What's going on?

Zhang Jun was stunned, the sound was too loud.

Oh no! Is that kid hanging again!

Zhongsun Wubian got up suddenly, no need to guess, he knew which guy did it, and who else could it be, of course, it was a good thing that Yang Shaoliu's stinky boy did.

Sun Caiguo fell asleep, and Zhang Jun and Zhongsun Wubian rushed out of the house.

I saw that a few masters and Yang Shaoliu brought by Zhongsun Wubian were stupidly motionless.

"What's going on with those bangs, what's going on?"

After all, Zhongsun Wubian is the head, so you have to ask clearly.

Those masters all aimed at Yang Shaoliu in unison, and the meaning couldn't be clearer, everything was done by Yang Shaoliu, and it had nothing to do with them.

Yang Shaoliu was very embarrassed to Zhongsun Wubian: "Master, I, I just had a little accident." ”

A little accident?

Zhongsun Wubian looked at a few people: "Where is the treasure big black cauldron of my Fenghai Sword Sect?"

Zhongsun Wubian faintly felt that it was not good.

Could it be that the loud noise just now is that the big black cauldron can't be made?

When he thought of this, his heart couldn't help but twitch, damn, don't be that big black cauldron.

Yang Shaoliu was busy comforting: "That big black cauldron, it's not ...... It's nothing. ”

Zhongsun Wubian breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay.

Yang Shaoliu's next sentence almost made Zhongsun Wubian spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Well, here's the thing, when I just moved the big black cauldron, the big black cauldron it, it exploded!"

What the?

Explode?!

After Zhongsun Wubian listened, his heart trembled, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he moved, what is this good to say.

Is it swearing or swearing?

Yang Shaoliu, this loser, wants to be angry and doesn't pay for his life, isn't it? The treasure of the Fenghai Sword Sect exploded like this!

Zhongsun Wubian held his breath, and Zhang Jun was also a little embarrassed, after all, it was a good thing for his apprentice Yang Shaoliu to do.

He comforted Zhongsun Wubian: "Old man, you dissipate your anger, it's okay, I'll help you get a cauldron in the future." ”

Damn, if you get a big cauldron again, it's not the big black cauldron just now, can it be the same?

Zhongsun was boundless and speechless, this Yang Shaoliu and Zhang Jun came out of a mold.

He was sent from heaven to torture himself!

Zhongsun Wubian was so angry that his teeth itched, and he held back his anger, Zhang Junqi has been enough in the past few years, and now there are many Yang Shaoliu strange boys, do you want the old man to live for a few years!

Zhang Jun hurriedly persuaded: "Old man, don't be angry, I'll teach Yang Shaoliu a good lesson when I go back." ”

"Well, I know it's wrong. ”

Yang Shaoliu was embarrassed, after all, the big black cauldron exploded, and he knew that he was in trouble again.

Yang Shaoliu later bared his teeth and was happy: "Master, old man, isn't that big black cauldron useless, just explode, it's useless." ”

"Stinky boy, that's a treasure handed down by my master's master's master, just like this, can I not feel heartache!"

Zhongsun is boundless and doesn't fight anywhere, he wants to vomit blood, Yang Shaoliu still talks big, damn.

Yang Shaoliu thinks that Dongdong is just the Dongdong that the older generation didn't want before, isn't it just a cauldron, what's great, and it's not over if you go back and get a new one.

Or take back the fragments and make something else.

Zhongsun stretched his face boundlessly, and this thing exploded.

What's the use of a whole bunch of debris?

Yang Shaoliu pondered for a long time, rolled his eyes, and came up with a bad idea, he could put these pieces together again and make a boss iron card or something.

Zhang Jun is also helpless, he can think of this kid, his strange apprentice is too cheating, and he is ashamed.

Not to mention the treasure of the Fenghai Sword Sect, and to use fragments to make artwork, it is also drunk.

Yang Shaoliu just wants to be angry with Zhongsun Wubian.

Several masters who carried the big black cauldron with Yang Shaoliu all looked nervous, they were afraid that the boss would scold them.

Although the responsibility lies with Yang Shaoliu, however, several of them were also next to the big black cauldron just now, and they can't escape the involvement, so they are afraid that the head of the house, Zhongsun, will scold themselves and blame themselves.

So, several people hurriedly explained: "Boss, don't be angry, that big black cauldron is useless, let's help Yang Shaoliu spell out a good work of art for you." ”

"That's right, I also think that the black pot is meaningless, it's good to keep a thought for the head to make a work of art, the head is magnanimous, and he won't worry about us little people, hehe, I have you as the head of the Fenghai Sword Sect, just to earn it." ”

"A lot of heads, a lot of heads!"

This is special, a slick beard and a horse, straight to the point, Zhongsun Wubian is the rarest person who praises himself.

Zhongsun Wubian pretended to be serious: "Just this time, there is no next time, otherwise, I won't spare you!"

Everyone nodded again and again, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

"Well, pick up the pieces of this big black cauldron and put it on my desk. "Zhongsun has no bounds.

Zhang Jun was also relieved to see that Zhongsun Wubian no longer pursued it.

Zhongsun Wubian, an old man who loves face, likes others to praise him, so of course he will not pursue it anymore.

After that, Zhongsun Wubian left.

Zhang Jun couldn't help laughing, this old guy is really interesting.

Zhang Jun asked Yang Shaoliu to personally go to the matter of putting together artworks in the past few days, so that Zhongsun Wubian could be happy and happy, otherwise, he would have to find fault and scold himself.

Yang Shaoliu knew that he was in trouble again, and he had to perform well this time, and he couldn't disappoint Zhang Jun.

Several masters thanked Zhang Jun and turned their heads to leave.

Zhang Jun told Yang Shaoliu that if he wanted to make a work of art, he might as well make a statue of the head of the house or something, and make it tall and mighty.

In that case, the old man must be so happy that he will have to get all his teeth.

Yang Shaoliu understood what Zhang Jun meant, and the old head of Zhongsun Boundless was also a good-looking master.

Yang Shaoliu began to get busy.

Zhang Jun stood in the courtyard and watched the mess, with fragments of the exploded big black cauldron scattered all over the ground.

He didn't care so much, so he just found a corner to concentrate on cultivating, and at the same time used his mana to see his state, after returning from the Ten Sides.

He felt that the soul black spiritual fluid in his body was flowing, and the spiritual energy was surging repeatedly.