"Master—"

A heart-filled shout echoed in an unknown canyon in Siming Mountain, and after shouting this, Zhang Qingyuan shook his head helplessly and sat on a big rock protruding from the edge of the cliff.

This cliff is bottomless, and the clouds are rising below, although it is extremely cool in this hot summer, if an ordinary person sits in Zhang Qingyuan's position, he is afraid that he will be frightened, and the scene that can only be seen with his eyes is at least hundreds of meters away from the clouds and fog below, not to mention that the places that cannot be seen below the clouds and fog do not know how deep it is.

But Zhang Qingyuan shook his legs without realizing it, not worrying about the big stone under the fart/thigh rolling off the cliff at all, and only muttered to himself there: "I don't know what the master is pondering below, it's been almost a month, and I'm not allowed to go down, really." ”

Zhang Qingyuan's shout lasted for a long time, and he didn't see the master come out, and he was a little depressed and was about to get up, but suddenly saw a figure flying out of the dense fog below, and in the blink of an eye, the figure arrived at Zhang Qingyuan's side.

"Master, I said you, Baba got me to this Siming Mountain to let me sketch, I haven't seen your figure since I came, what are you doing down there?" Looking at the master's crumpled robe and sloppy appearance, Zhang Qingyuan said angrily.

"You kid, it seems that there is still a lack of grinding, and it's only been a month since you were bored? I think that at the beginning, it was a few years to retreat as a teacher......"

"Stop, Master, I've heard your old calendars more than a hundred times, and I'm about to recite those glorious deeds." Zhang Qingyuan pursed his lips, not knowing how to write the respect for the teacher.

"I beat you stinky boy, I dare to say that I am annoyed by the teacher, if you let your senior brothers hear you say this, they will have to beat you again."

The long beard under the corner of Lao Dao's mouth trembled, and he looked like he was about to hit Zhang Qingyuan, but after all, he still didn't have a hand, and he looked at his youngest disciple in front of him with loving eyes, thinking about the upcoming parting, and couldn't help but feel melancholy in his heart.

Lao Dao is no one else, if his name is put in the world, I am afraid that it will blind the eyes of countless archaeologists, historians and painters, if according to the name of history, he should be honored as the saint of painting - Wu Daozi.

According to historical records, Wu Daozi was born in the Tang Dynasty during the reign of Gaozong Yonglong, that is, in 680 AD, and at the same time, the history books also recorded his death year - 759. Of course, this is just Wu Daozi's fascination with cultivation at the beginning, in order to avoid tireless requests for paintings, and even sometimes summoned by the emperor, he had to come up with a fake death trick, and now, he is also more than 1,300 years old, and Zhang Qingyuan is a disciple he accepted thirteen years ago.

Although Zhang Qingyuan was the youngest, when he first found out, Wu Daozi was extremely happy, this kid turned out to be a talented Five Elements Balance, which was even higher than a single spiritual root.

The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth not only exist between heaven and earth, but also exist in the human body.

If a person has a spiritual root that is one of the five elements, such as a golden spiritual root, or a wood spiritual root, it means that the person has just had the potential to cultivate. The more spiritual roots, the stronger the qualifications, under normal circumstances, the wizards of the five spiritual roots are basically hundreds, or even thousands of years before they can be seen, as for the five elements balanced spiritual roots, they are thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years before they can be seen.

Moreover, Wu Daozi, who is very accurate in his reading of people, can see that this child is very smart through his face and smart eyes.

Definitely a rare genius!

Therefore, when Zhang Qingyuan met Wu Daozi when he was twelve years old, Wu Daozi's eyes were almost straight when he looked at him, and he was so frightened that Zhang Qingyuan turned around and ran, crying while running.

Of course, Zuihou Zhang Qingyuan was still coaxed by Wu Daozi, and this "thief ship" has been on for thirteen years.

"It's too late for my senior brother to love me, how can they beat me, but you, obviously have such a high level of cultivation, you don't stay in the Shenzhou Enchantment so haode cave blessed land to cultivate well, you want to run out, that's it, and you still use the signboard of a fortune teller to tell people fortunes everywhere, just your two brushes, let me follow you to clean the eyes of others, and I was chased by others, and was arrested by the police/......inspectors."

Zhang Qingyuan unscrupulously revealed the master's old background, without the slightest softness, and only listened to him continue triumphantly: "Hehe, if my senior brothers know about the dirty things you have done with me in the past few years, they don't immediately dissociate themselves from you, so as to save them from embarrassment, but your good apprentice and I-I accompany you around China every winter and summer vacation, serving you before and after the saddle, even if this is the duty of being an apprentice, but you always have to remember my good son in your heart, right?" ”

"How dare they?" Hearing Zhang Qingyuan say bad things about several senior brothers, Wu Daozi immediately widened his eyes, blew his beard and shouted, and his momentum immediately soared, bluffing Zhang Qingyuan to retreat.

Seeing that Zhang Qingyuan finally stopped talking, although he was bullying the small with the big, Wu Daozi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, a little helpless to take this apprentice, of course, Zhang Qingyuan's current appearance is also the result of Wu Daozi's single-handedness.

Seeing that Zhang Qingyuan hadn't come back to his senses, Wu Daozi hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Okay, I won't play poor with you, do you want to know what you're doing these days as a teacher?" ”

"I don't want to!" Zhang Qingyuan was hard-working, and he also realized that the master was deliberately scaring himself just now, a master in the Mahayana period, and an apprentice who was only in the early stage of foundation building, just scared if he said it, it was too tasteless.

"You kid, how do you speak?" The corners of Wu Daozi's mouth twitched, and he pulled his beard and trembled, lamenting in his heart the failure of his master, but when he thought that he was about to separate, he still said slowly: "What do you think this is?" ”

Saying that, Wu Daozi's hand flipped over, and there was an antique ring in the palm of his hand, and the silver light flowed slowly on it, like a clear spring and a stream, and when Wu Daozi spoke, Zhang Qingyuan had quietly looked at Wu Daozi from the corner of his eyes, and at this moment, when he saw the sudden extra thing in Wu Daozi's hand, his eyes were immediately attracted, and he couldn't turn anymore.

"Master, hehe, this is for me?" Zhang Qingyuan sneered.

"What do you say?" Wu Daozi stroked his long beard and squinted at Zhang Qingyuan, but he felt funny in his heart.

"That's for me, Master, you're so good, you're the most haode master on shijie, that xiexie master!" Hearing Wu Daozi's words, Zhang Qingyuan dodged, and the ring was caught in his hand by him, and he looked at it carefully.

"Hey, I said-" Wu Daozi stroked his beard for a moment, and looked at the ring in Zhang Qingyuan's hand in a daze, feeling extremely speechless at this kid, but he couldn't lose his temper, his beard shook twice, and he forcibly smoked the desire of this disciple who didn't know how to "respect the teacher", and watched Zhang Qingyuan play with the ring in his hand with great joy there, and then slowly held back his breath.

At this time, Zhang Qingyuan had already forgotten the purpose of coming before.

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