"Master, are you interested in Na Ding? Why don't I try to find it back? But I'm afraid that the one surnamed Li is a bit tricky, so you have to do it yourself!" Seeing that Sanqing was silent, Mu Yi suddenly said softly.

Sanqing came back to his senses and shook his head slightly.

Mu Yi shrugged.

"What did the old man who sold you Ding look like?" do you remember?" asked Sanqing.

"Well, I'm in my seventies, but I have a childish face and a very high demeanor, but as soon as I open my mouth full of dialects and swear words, I suddenly dropped a lot of prices, otherwise I might have worshipped him as a teacher if I was not careful, haha......" Mu Yi quipped.

Sanqing lowered his head and thought for a while, and a person immediately appeared in his mind, Zhao Gongming!

"No, it's not him!" Sanqing whispered in his heart and shook his head. In his image, or in the image provided by Chen, Zhao Gongming is not like this, and with Chen's master's understanding of Zhao Gongming's apprentice, he can't have such a skill, even if he does, he can see through it. And he didn't realize that something was wrong with this matter from beginning to end, and it wasn't until he was forced to leave Sanqing's body by the conjuring spell that was pre-cast on the bronze tripod that he realized that someone had interfered in this matter. After listening to Mu Yi tell the origin of the bronze tripod, it can be proved that this person was premeditated, and such skills are beyond Zhao Gongming's reach, so it also proves that in this matter, there is indeed a master outside the world.

Sanqing pondered for a while, then continued: "The East Green Dragon and the West White Tiger, the South Vermilion Bird and the North Xuanwu, the Xuanwu is black, the Xuanwu is decapitated, the master is reminding me not to go north! Hehe, if you don't let me go, I want to go!"

"Huh?" Mu Yi didn't hear the vague words of the master he had just worshipped, and asked with a long head.

"It's nothing, I'll accompany Master to a place later!" Sanqing said.

But without waiting for Mu Yi to answer, he continued: "No, I should call you Master in front of outsiders!" Sanqing said and bowed to Mu Yi.

Mu Yi was in a fog and at a loss.

"Old Huang!" Sanqing shouted at the old yellow dog not far away, and the old yellow dog immediately got up from the ground, ran to Sanqing, and shook his fur when he came to him.

Sanqing stretched out his hand and stroked the fur of the old yellow dog, and then put his mouth next to the old yellow dog's ear as he had done when he spoke to the soldier before, muttering something that he didn't know what to say.

After listening to Sanqing's words, the old yellow dog first looked up at Sanqing, as if he was frowning, and when Sanqing smiled at it, he quickly ran away, just in the opposite direction of the soldier's departure. And it doesn't run like a limp dog at all.

Mu Yi could see it, and thought to himself that this little master was really a Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger? Hidden Dragon Crouching Dog! I didn't expect that inconspicuous lame old yellow dog to have such spirituality, and I didn't know what Master asked him to do.

"Master, where are we going now, we won't be standing here stupidly all the time, right?" Mu Yi asked boldly.

"Hmmm......"

"Sanqing, I'm hungry!" Sanqing didn't say a word, and Fan Youwei, who didn't have the old yellow dog to play with, interrupted him and said loudly.

Sanqing and Mu Yi looked at Fan Youwei together, the former smiling, and the latter speculating about what this stupid-looking young man would be. can follow his master's side, and dare to call him by his name, I think he must not be a mortal.

"Oh, Master, who is this?" he asked Sanqing with a smile.

"Your senior brother, Fan Youwei!" Sanqing said casually.

Mu Yi couldn't wait to pounce, screamed one by one, and said that he would take Fan Youwei to eat the best braised pork.

Fan Youwei was confused by this old Taoist priest, and finally asked, "You don't eat vegetarian?"

Mu Yi couldn't cry or laugh, and almost couldn't help but reply: "Lao Tzu is his mother's fake Taoist, why can't he be a vegetarian!"

Sanqing interrupted the two and said, "Just find something to eat, there is something to do in the evening!"

Mu Yi hummed, obediently led the way in front, and did not forget to bring his belongings when he left.

The group of three came to a restaurant by the West Lake, and the owner was a short and fat man, obviously familiar with Mu Yi. As soon as he saw Mu Yi walking into the restaurant, he hurriedly put down his work and greeted him with a smile.

"Yo, Dao Chief, I brought two more today, this is ......" The boss looked at Sanqing and Fan Youwei behind Mu Yi and asked in surprise.

"My master ......" Mu Yi was about to tell my master, Sanqing gently pinched his thigh, Mu Yi quickly changed his words and said: "Didn't you just accept two apprentices today!"

"Oh, yes, yes, talent has to be cultivated as soon as possible, haha......" The restaurant owner said with a look of sudden realization.

Mu Yi smiled awkwardly and didn't speak, and chose a corner to sit down.

"Then what should you eat today? The new apprentice should celebrate, or do you want a dog meat pot?" the boss said with a smile.

"This ......" Mu Yi turned his head to look at Sanqing.

"Vegetarian clear soup and white rice, thank you!" Sanqing said slowly.

The restaurant owner was a little surprised, and obviously said in his eyes that a Taoist priest who eats meat accepted a vegetarian apprentice?

"Just as he said, vegetarian consommé, white rice!" Mu Yi said softly.

The restaurant owner left with an incredulous expression on his face, thinking to himself, is this world about to change?

"I, I want to eat meat. After the boss left, Fan Youwei whispered to Sanqing.

Sanqing glanced at Fan Youwei, thought for a while, and then said loudly in the direction of the back kitchen: "Boss, another roast chicken!"

"Okay, here we go!" When the boss heard this, he raised his eyebrows, ha, the world hasn't changed!

Fan Youwei is also happy, but Mu Yi is in a dilemma, not knowing whether to eat vegetarian or meat.

After a while, the boss came back from the back kitchen and served a few vegetarian dishes, three bowls of clear soup, and a yellow roast chicken.

As soon as Fan Youwei saw the roast chicken, he immediately didn't care about others, stretched out his hand and grabbed it and sent it to his mouth, gobbling it up, eating with a mouth full of oil.

Mu Yi looked at Fan Youwei, swallowed his saliva, and had no choice but to follow his little master to eat vegetarian food.

For a meal, Fan Youwei ate extremely satisfied, Sanqing ate in an orderly manner, a few bites of rice and a mouthful of food, and when the meal on the plate was exhausted, he picked up the soup bowl, and didn't drink it, just took it and watched.

Mu Yi was uncomfortable eating this meal, even during the war in those years, when he was still Yang Guangjun, he had never eaten a pure vegetarian meal. It was a tasteless meal, but he had to get used to it. If a dog can't change, can't people change eating meat!

Sanqing looked up at Fan Youwei, then at Mu Yi, smiled knowingly, and looked down at the clear soup in the bowl again. In the soup bowl, an old man with a white beard and white hair appeared, which could not be seen by others, only Sanqing could see it. He also looked at Sanqing, and the two looked at each other and smiled!