"Oh? yes, but I don't want that. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Wu Yongjie said in a low voice, but at this time his opinion on this matter has changed, after all, if there are really many people fighting for their heads as Li Erfang said, it means that this thing must have its value.

Li Erfang also heard the change in Wu Yongjie's tone, smiled and walked to the clerk who led the way in front, bowed his head and said a few words, and the two walked out together, leaving Wu Yongjie standing here alone and stunned. But then I don't know what's going on, Wu Yongjie gradually passed out, and in the haze, he seemed to be watching a very strange scene from a god's perspective. It's a retro school, where a group of students and an old man are in class as if they were in class.

"Asked, heard the Tao, knew the destiny of heaven, and then realized the Tao."

In the Taoist temple, the sound of reading aloud came out, and it was the Taoist children in the temple who were doing morning classes.

A group of childish Taoist children sat cross-legged on the futon, and at the front sat a white-haired, kind old Taoist, who was the master of the Qingfeng Taoist Temple, and the wind was a real person, but this old Taoist seemed to be quite familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. "Ahh Isn't this the old man at the drugstore?? Wu Yongjie, from God's perspective, exclaimed in his heart.

Suddenly, a very discordant laughter came from the sound of Lang Lang's book, Feng Yang Zhenren's eyes widened, and he said: "Wu Yongjie, it's you making trouble again!" ”

Hearing this, the Taoist boy who was making small movements to tease his partner next to him spit out his tongue, and immediately sat upright, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Master, I didn't make trouble. ”

"Didn't make a fuss? Are you blind as a teacher? ”

The Dao boy grinned, shook his head and said, "The Tao is the Tao, but it is not the Tao, I am making trouble, and I am not messing with it, Master, your old man is in good shape." ”

His beard fluttered up, and he pointed to the door and said, "You go out!" ”

This kung fu episode has already messed up the atmosphere of the morning class, causing a burst of laughter, and the Taoist boy called Wu Yongjie is not ashamed, he got up with his hands behind his back, and walked out in all directions.

Feng Yang Daoist looked at this scene, angry and funny, and shook his head helplessly: "This kid, hey......"

As soon as a sigh fell, Feng Yang Daoren's face suddenly moved slightly, and then he ordered the Dao boys to continue studying, but he got up and left here.

Entering a meditation room in the Taoist temple, the light wind on the face of the wind and the real person suddenly disappeared, replaced by some irrelevant excitement and excitement, and took out a pale yellow rune paper out of nowhere, and suddenly the rune paper suddenly spontaneously combusted, and in the firelight, a man's voice came out.

"Chen Fengyang, a disciple of the outer sect, after half a month, led the immortal seedlings back to the sect to be assessed."

As soon as the words fell, the firelight was extinguished, and the excitement on Feng Yangzhen's face gradually subsided, but the light flashing in his eyes showed that he was not really at peace in his heart.

"Is it finally here...... These children, I hope you don't let me down. ”

In the afternoon of the same day, Wu Yongjie, who was taking advantage of being kicked out by the master and not having to study, ran into the nearby forest to have fun, was dragged back to the Taoist temple by the ears of Feng Yang Zhenren, and when he came back, the children who were studying here in the morning were basically gone, and only a few or five people were left to sit bored in the Taoist temple.

Wu Yongjie is out of the woods, but he is clever, he should be gone on weekdays, and his master has long been used to the matter of spreading joy by himself, why did he suddenly pull himself back today? Wu Yongjie keenly sensed that something was happening.

Leaving Wu Yongjie directly, Feng Yang Zhenren walked to the stone platform where he lectured on weekdays, Wu Yongjie finally regained his freedom, and as soon as he landed, he immediately came to the side of a few children who were waiting here before him.

"Big fat, Master, where is this singing? Anyway, shouldn't you go back and help your mother feed the pigs? ”

The name Big Fat is very appropriate, the child who was asked by Wu Yongjie is indeed a little fat man, and his face showed dissatisfaction when he heard the words, but he knew that even if he refuted Wu Yongjie, he would continue to call himself that, so he had to let Wu Yongjie call him so, of course, under dissatisfaction, Big Fat is usually too lazy to talk to Wu Yongjie.

"I don't know, when the master asked us to come over in the afternoon after the morning class, we looked mysterious...... You live with Master, and you don't know? ”

The answer to Wu Yongjie was a little Taoist boy with bright eyes and bright teeth on the other side, who looked very cute, and this Taoist was actually the only girl in this group of children.

Feng Yang, who walked up to the podium, pressed his hands weakly, stopping the guesses of several children.

"Don't guess, let a few of you come over, as a teacher, I have something to tell you."

"Master, can you not gasp when you speak, and you know that you have something to say with your ass, so you can't just say something?"

Feng Yang glared fiercely at Wu Yongjie, who habitually interjected, who looked left and right with his hands behind his back, pretending that nothing had happened.

Feng Yang didn't have the strength to deal with this living treasure, and after a pause, he said to a pair of puzzled and curious eyes below: "I want to send a few of you to the Immortal Sect to cultivate immortals, are you willing?" ”

"Cultivating immortals?"

These two words, which immediately caused a sensation in the world, were a big question mark in the hearts of several children.

"Cultivating immortals? What do you mean? ”

Wu Yongjie scratched his head and wondered.

"Aren't you kid so smart that you can't understand two simple words?"

Feng Yang finally caught Wu Yongjie when he was confused, and immediately laughed and teased.

"Immortals, it's easy to understand, isn't it just immortals, cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals......" Wu Yongjie frowned and thought hard, the old man actually despised his IQ, and suddenly patted his head, and a flash of inspiration.

"Got it! Cultivating immortals, as the name suggests......"

Feng Yang looked at Wu Yongjie slightly, and the other children were slightly envious, waiting for Wu Yongjie's next words.

"What do you mean by repairing the immortals, right?"

There was a brief silence in the Taoist temple, and if it weren't for Feng Yang's next roar, they would almost believe Wu Yongjie's explanation.

"Fix your uncle!"

Feng Yang couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and the next moment, after feeling the strange gazes of several children looking at him, he hurriedly coughed dryly, crossed his hands in front of him, looked at his nose and nose, and returned to his sanctimonious appearance.

"Ahem, as the name suggests, it's true, but this is not the meaning of repairing immortals, but the meaning of cultivating into immortals, sending you to cultivate immortals, this is a great opportunity, you know what immortals are, and cultivating immortals is the way to make you become immortals."

Such an easy-to-understand explanation made the eyes of several children gradually widen.

"Can a man become a god?"