Chapter Eighty-Nine: You're Not Worthy!

It's your business to agree. Have a half-woolen relationship with Lao Tzu?

Besides, haven't you heard a word - the gentleman disdains to be in the company of villains.

Tang Song snorted coldly, then turned around and walked in the direction of the corner.

"What, don't you dare?" Wen Junjie sneered coldly. The words were full of gunpowder.

As soon as these words came out, the warm fans suddenly began to talk in a low voice.

"Fight with President Wen, cut, die!"

"If he dares, Lao Tzu will roll down the mountain in a while."

"Lao Tzu also roll down the mountain!"

At this moment, a voice reached everyone's ears.

"You don't deserve it!"

Although Tang Song's voice was not loud, these three words reached everyone's ears like thunder.

"This little one is so arrogant, my soles are ready!" Someone whispered.

"Who does he think he is! Damn, when you get out of the mountain gate, Lao Tzu has to give him a brick behind his back! ”

The yellow scarf couldn't help but be stunned, and his heart suddenly ran out of music. With his status, he can't go up and block the way of a junior - that would be too embarrassing!

"Hey, as the saying goes, it's better to come early than to come by chance, isn't this the legendary Book Demon Yellow Turban?" With this voice, two figures attracted everyone's attention.

It's a mentor! After Murong Shuying saw those two figures, he was immediately full of confidence.

Someone recognized Wei Zhengyi's identity and was immediately shocked.

"Oh my God, it turned out to be the poet Wei Zhengyi."

"There are a lot of these big names today!"

It is said that the words of this poet Wei Zhengyi can also be called everyone. It seems that he is also coming for the seven-star inkstone. ”

"Hey, who's that guy next to him?"

"I haven't seen it!"

Under the gaze of everyone, the poetry slave Wei Zhengyi and the book demon yellow scarf actually looked at each other.

For a while, the atmosphere became weird.

It smells of gunpowder!

However, in the next second, Shi Nu Wei Zhengyi and the Book Demon Yellow Turban laughed out loud.

This is the scene of the meeting of old people.

"Old Wei!"

"Lao Huang!"

At this time, another player walked out of the Buddha Light Temple, and looking at his expression, it was obvious that he was defeated.

At this time, those who originally wanted to try their luck have now dispelled this idea.

Tang Song naturally won't forget why he came, and he can't get that seven-star inkstone, so what should he do with his father's dream of directing?

What about film funding?

And the Birdman Film and Television Group, what should I do??

Seeing that no one had entered the hall, Tang Song blinked his eyes, and then strode towards the Buddha Light Palace.

"What is he going to do?" Someone spoke.

"Oh my God, this little guy doesn't want to fight with Master Yiqing, does he?"

"It's like him, it's definitely no fun!"

“……”

Seeing this scene, Wen Junjie was angry, this thing said that he was not worthy, and he did it for a long time, because he wanted to skip himself and fight directly with Master Yiqing!! Master Yiqing's words are so exquisite, his actions are tantamount to self-inflicted humiliation!

"Look for death!" Wen Junjie snorted coldly.

Under the eyes of everyone, Tang Song entered the Buddha Light Palace, and then gently closed the door of the hall.

The reunion of the old people did not reminisce too much.

Shi Nu Wei Zheng glanced at Murong Shuying on the side, and asked him to greet his old friend Guo Shaonian for him, and then came to the yellow scarf and said,

"Lao Huang, reappear in ten years, isn't it for that seven-star inkstone?"

Huang Turban smiled and didn't reply to the question, but changed the topic and said, "Old Wei, I haven't seen you for ten years, and your body is still very good." ”

"That's it. You're not dead yet, how can I be one step ahead of you. Then Wei Zhengyi smiled heartily, and then said, "Lao Huang, if I guess correctly, Xiao Wen should be your senior apprentice, right?" ”

"If I'm not mistaken, this little Tang doesn't have an ordinary relationship with you." The yellow turban meant something.

Wei Zhengyi didn't explain, he really wanted to have an unusual relationship with Tang and Song, but could he teach this level by himself?

"Lao Wei, I propose, Xiao Tang will come out in a while, let's let the juniors learn calligraphy, how about it?" The yellow scarf doesn't believe how long the two brushes of the Tang and Song dynasties can last.

Shi Nu Wei Zheng smiled but did not answer.

Twenty minutes have passed!

The people outside the Buddha Light Hall have already begun to discuss.

"Oh my God, what's going on? These twenty minutes have passed, why hasn't that guy come out yet? ”

"You say, will it be- that guy can't show his face!"

Wen Junjie's face was a little unusual. He has been in, so he naturally knows the situation inside, and the pen and paper have been prepared in the main hall, and there are disciples in the temple to study ink for you.

Ordinary people, after seeing the aura of Master Yiqing, they directly admit defeat!

Could it be that he really has two brushes???

Half an hour has passed!

The door of the Buddha Light Hall is still not open.

At this time, even the heart of the yellow scarf was a little uncertain, what happened inside?

Why hasn't it come out yet?

"Lao Huang, you say, is it possible that Xiao Tang has won a Qing mage?" Wei Zhengyi asked.

Even if the yellow scarf made a move, he didn't have the confidence to win, he looked at Wei Zhengyi with disdain, and said, "Ants beat elephants, do you think it's possible?" ”

Wei Zheng smiled, nodded and said, "There are no absolute things in this world, everything is possible!" ”

"Hmph, then we'll wait and see!" Huang Turban shook his sleeves and said angrily.

An hour passed!

Everyone outside the hall stared at the gate of the Buddha Light Temple.

Many people have stopped talking, and they no longer belittle the yellow-haired children in that temple.

Because, they all have a thought in their hearts.

In a partial room of the temple.

Demon son Cheng Mubai was sitting on a chair, playing with his slender white right hand with his left hand.

Yan Er and the others had blue noses and swollen faces, standing outside the room like lost dogs, not daring to gasp.

"Childe, that guy hasn't come out yet!"

Cheng Mubai heard this voice, but he didn't react at all.

Interesting, it's been an hour, and he hasn't even come out yet. How do I feel a little excited? Cheng Mubai blinked his eyes that could kill people, looked at the door, and muttered,

"It's best for him to defeat the Book Demon Yellow Turban, so that the Demon Capital will have something to play in the future!"

In another partial room!

Sima Qingchuan couldn't sit still, after all, this matter was explained by his grandfather himself. If it weren't for his strong request, I'm afraid that my grandfather would follow. For an hour, it's already a miracle. Hopefully, he can really create a miracle all the way and get the seven-star inkstone in his hands, so that for the Sima family, it can be described as double happiness.

An hour and a half passed.

The people outside the temple were silent, and all eyes were fixed on the temple door, for fear of missing even a single mosquito flying out of it.

Inside the hall, Master Yiqing's eyes showed a complicated color. He never expected that this Tang Shizhu not only had a very high understanding of Buddhism, but also was very comparable in calligraphy, and even he was three points behind himself.

"Master Tang, Lao Na lost, your words are even better!" Master Yiqing looked at this "Little Stone Pond Story" and said from the bottom of his heart.

Fighting with others, Master Yiqing often writes three words and two words, and with Tang and Song Dynasty fighting words, Master Yiqing wrote a passage in the "Diamond Sutra", and Tang and Song wrote the "Little Stone Pond Story" written when he went up the mountain.

Tang Song replied respectfully, "Master Yiqing has won the award, but I am just lucky." ”

"At a young age, Master Tang is still so polite, Lao Na really admires it!" Master Yiqing said with emotion.

In fact, the moment he first entered the Buddha Light Palace, when Tang and Song saw the appearance of this Qing master clearly, he immediately had the urge to run away.

Because, this legendary Yiqing mage turned out to be the bald head who was molested by himself.

I went, and before I could fight the words, I touched the door of people's heads, isn't this the rhythm of death!

However, after calming down for two seconds, Tang Song still stopped running.

For my father's dream of directing, I have to break through any mountains and seas.

Now it seems that his original worries were superfluous, and this Qing Master's stomach really didn't come from drinking beer!

When he thought of the word wine, Tang Song couldn't help but think of the wine and meat monk. He's not going to be here too, is he? glanced around a few times, and saw that there was no figure of him, let alone the smell of wine, so Tang Song calmed down.

"Master Tang, I heard that you also have a very high understanding of Buddhism, can you discuss it with Lao Na?" As soon as Master Qing said this, Tang Song pursed his lips.

What do you mean?

Didn't you just touch his bald head? Could it be that just because of this matter, he wanted to change the topic and avoid the seven-star inkstone, the prize after the victory of the fighting word!!

I'm going to go, this guy is too insidious!

"It's okay to discuss, but isn't there a reward for winning this fight? It seems to be a seven-star inkstone, right? Tang Song took the initiative to speak.

The disciples in the temple on both sides of Master Yiqing suddenly showed a fierce light, and they wanted to pull Tang Song out and throw him at the foot of the mountain.

Master Yiqing laughed, "Master Tang, after you and I discuss the Dharma, I will offer this seven-star inkstone with both hands." ”

"Forget your hands, just -- just talk and count." Tang Song said meaningfully.

Master Yiqing said with a smile, "Don't worry, Master Tang, I swear in the name of the Buddha that this seven-star inkstone will definitely be presented with both hands." ”

"The Buddha is too busy to care about this idle business." Tang Song retorted coldly.

When the disciples in the temple heard this, someone immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Bold, you dare to be disrespectful to my Buddha!" "It looks like if Master Yiqing wasn't present, I'm afraid that he would have already started beating people.

Master Yiqing turned his head and glanced at a few of their disciples, which dissipated the anger in their hearts.

"Master Tang Shi is reasonable, there are all living beings in the world, and I will not worry about the Buddha when I wait for these mundane things." Master Yiqing immediately changed his words and said, "Listening to Senior Brother Wine and Meat, you have a unique insight into the language. Lao Na wanted to discuss a thing or two with Tang Shizhu. ”