"Young Master!"

Wan Yankang had just finished dealing with the reproaches of a group of old Taoist priests, and stepped out of Chongyang Palace, when he saw a fragrant wind rushing towards him.

If it weren't for the quick eyes, Wan Yankang almost subconsciously slapped out, and after seeing that the attacking object was a little beauty, Wan Yankang hurriedly hugged the person.

Here, at this moment, except for Tian Xiaowan, naturally there will be no one else!

Tian Xiaowan was like a koala, hanging tightly on Wan Yankang's neck, for fear that if she accidentally let go, her young master would run away.

The seventh son of Quanzhen walked out of Chongyang Palace before Wan Yankang, and Sun Buer heard Tian Xiaowan make such a big move behind him, and couldn't help but turn around and want to teach Tian Xiaowan a lesson to pay attention to the system.

Ma Yu grabbed Sun Buer, shook his head and smiled: "The matter of children, why should I get involved in so much." ”

When Sun Buer heard this, he looked at Ma Yu's face, and he also smiled, and said softly: "What Senior Brother said is true." ”

Tian Xiaowan hung on Wan Yankang's neck, and kept crying.

On the way to Zhongnan Mountain, Wan Yankang thought about it the most all the way, that is, this little maid, and once thought about what it was like to reunite with Xiaowan.

"Young Master, you're here." Tian Xiaowan walked up to him gracefully and said a blessing in a soft voice.

"Bad young master, stinky young master, leave Xiaowan alone!" Tian Xiaowan punched Wan Yankang's chest with a small fist, as if she was really happy.

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Wan Yankang imagined several pictures, but he didn't expect Xiao Wan, a little girl with a tender face, to pounce on herself. Feeling Xiaowan's full of longing, Wan Yankang was also overjoyed, and couldn't help hugging Xiaowan tightly.

After hugging for a while, Wan Yankang whispered to Xiao Wan: "Okay, okay, come down." ”

Tian Xiaowan had gradually collected her tears, she twisted her body twice, and hummed: "I won't come down." ”

At this time, there were still more than a dozen Quanzhen disciples outside the Chongyang Palace, all of them looked at the two of them dumbfounded, and Wan Yankang clearly felt it from the eyes of most of the little Taoist priests, envy, jealousy and hatred!

Can the gaze of these little Taoist priests make the little prince frightened?

That plan is impossible!

The problem is that Tian Xiaowan, who was a little girl a few years ago, has now grown into a little beauty.

In particular, the little lotus has shown its sharp corners!

The warm fragrance of the warm jade in his arms made Wan Yankang react unconsciously. Tian Xiaowan's twist was even more fatal, and the little brother Wan Yankang immediately raised a flag to protest.

Tian Xiaowan felt a hard guy on her lower abdomen, she felt a little uncomfortable, and muttered: "Young master, there is something hidden in your clothes." ”

As soon as Tian Xiaowan finished speaking, she suddenly realized something, and with a swish, her face turned into a red cloth, and she wanted to jump down.

This time it was Yan Kang's turn not to let go, at this time, the little brother who raised the flag to protest was blocked by Tian Xiaowan, if Tian Xiaowan went, wouldn't he lose the adult in front of a group of little Taoist priests.

There was no way to hold it like this, Wan Yankang had to hug Xiaowan, turn around and walk into Chongyang Palace again.

Tian Xiaowan saw that Yan Kang refused to let go, and carried herself into Chongyang Palace again, her heart was full of messy thoughts, and she couldn't help but bury her little face deep in her young master's arms, and murmured in a low voice: "Bad young master, bad young master!" ”

Called by Tian Xiaowan like this, Wan Yankang only felt a wave in his heart, and he couldn't help but stumble under his feet, he quickly gathered his mind, strode to the statue of the patriarch, put Tian Xiaowan down and said: "Xiaowan, let's bow to the patriarch together!" ”

Tian Xiaowan was in a daze, and after Yankang said to let her worship, she naturally knelt down under a futon and bowed down.

Wan Yankang lifted his robe and bowed down in front of the portrait of Chongyang real person, still chanting words in his mouth.

The little Taoist priests outside the door all followed in, all angry.

These little Taoist priests originally thought that Wan Yan Kang was carrying Tian Xiaowan into Chongyang Palace, wanting to do obscene things, and everyone didn't want to angrily reprimand Wan Yan Kang for not respecting etiquette and violating the rules. As a result, when I entered the house, these two people had already bowed down in front of the ancestral master.

Two little Taoist priests who came in first walked to the side, listening to Yan Kang's words, although they couldn't hear the broken words clearly, but the two Taoist priests thought in their hearts that this person was praying to Master Zu and asking Master Zu for forgiveness.

If they take the first two steps closer, they will be able to hear clearly what Yan Kang is reading: "Relic, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is the emptiness, and the emptiness is the color......

Wan Yankang covered the angry little brother by kneeling down, and kept reciting the Heart Sutra, thinking that color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the thought of a pink skeleton. After a long time, the little brother was appeased and let it die down.

Since the little brother had stopped, Wan Yankang stood up, looked back, and saw that more than a dozen little Taoist priests looked at him with unkind faces, and he said with a smile: "Senior brothers, are you waiting here, are you also going to pay homage to the Chongyang Patriarch?" ”

There are more than a dozen Taoist palaces in the Quanzhen Sect, and the Chongyang Palace is the first hall in the Quanzhen Sect because it is the place where Wang Chongyang is enshrined, and the seven sons of the Quanzhen are in this hall. Except for the disciples guarding the hall, if the disciples have to pay homage to the ancestor on weekdays, they are not allowed to enter and exit at will, and they are not allowed to make noise when they enter.

These dozen or so little Taoist priests originally came in a rage, originally wanting to teach Yan Kang a lesson, but when he asked this sentence, they didn't know where to answer. These little Taoist priests stared at each other, not knowing what to do, and finally looked at the first two people.

One of the leaders said, "Let's go out and talk." ”

Wan Yankang smiled slightly, took Tian Xiaowan's little hand, and walked out.

The remaining bunch of little Taoist priests hurriedly followed.

After Yan Kang walked to a slightly secluded place outside the Chongyang Palace, he stopped and said to the little Taoist priests who followed behind: "Senior disciples, it doesn't hurt to say anything here. ”

The little Taoist priest who began to speak out glared at Yan Kang angrily, and said in a choked voice: "You little white face, how dare you call yourself senior brother on the first day you go up the mountain!" ”

Wan Yankang looked at this person, with a long and short figure, a square face, thick eyebrows and a big mouth, in terms of appearance alone, he was really a middle-to-lower asset. Wan Yankang thought to himself, no wonder I call me a little white face, I look sorry for the audience, and I can't be jealous of others who are handsome.

After Yan Kang glanced at these little Taoist priests a few times, he already knew in his heart why these little Taoist priests couldn't get along with him.

Isn't it the trouble caused by Tian Xiaowan, a beautiful aunt!

Although the person in front of him is not good-looking, his eyes are embarrassed, and his martial arts should be the top person in this group of little Taoists. After Yan Kang saw his eagerness to try, he wanted to teach him a lesson, kill the chickens and monkeys, and clean up one for the head, and the rest will naturally not be easy to do things again.

Before Yan Kang could speak, Tian Xiaowan snorted on the side: "Wang Zhitan, you can't say what others say, be careful of Uncle Qiu's board!" ”

Wan Yan Kang sighed and said: "Senior brother turned out to be a disciple of Master Qiu, I don't know who started first with Yin Zhiping?" ”

This group of little Taoist priests didn't know the origin of Wan Yankang, but they only saw the goddess Tian Xiaowan in their hearts outside the Chongyang Palace and threw herself into the arms of this little white face, and they were naturally angry. Sister Xiaowan is such a lovely person, we haven't touched a finger, this little white face who doesn't know where it came from, actually dares to hold it like this, it's just that I don't know whether to live or die.

The little Taoist priests didn't need to speak, and when they made eye contact, they all had the same hatred for the enemy.

These little Taoist priests are all under the tutelage of Quanzhen Qizi, all of whom are in their teens, and the entry time is not much different. On weekdays, this group of people often learn martial arts, among the people, Wang Zhitan and another little Taoist Li Zhiqian martial arts are the best, among these two, Wang Zhitan's personality is more outgoing, so Wang Zhitan is the first to answer with Wan Yankang.

Wang Zhitan was already on the verge of having a seizure, and after teaching Yan Kang a lesson, he didn't know that Yan Kang hadn't spoken out yet, Tian Xiaowan said this, and after Yan Kang asked, he suddenly remembered one thing.

Wang Zhitan also worshiped under the door of the Qiu Division, slightly later than Yin Zhiping. A few years ago, after Qiu Chuji took Tian Xiaowan up the mountain, Wang Zhitan found that his usually lazy senior brother Yin Zhiping practiced martial arts a lot harder.

After inquiring curiously, Wang Zhitan learned that Qiu Chuji had also accepted a disciple in Zhongdu, and his martial arts were actually a lot higher than Yin Zhiping. Tian Xiaowan is the maid of this mysterious senior brother, because of the protruding root bones, she was brought up the mountain by Qiu Chuji to give the pure and scattered people as apprentices.

Wang Zhitan thought of this, and guessed that the person in front of him was the mysterious senior brother who was willing to bow down to Senior Brother Yin, cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, and his mouth began to stutter, and he couldn't say anything for a long time.

Seeing this, Yan Kang knew that this person was a fellow junior disciple, so he didn't want to embarrass him, so he waved his hand and said, "Since there is nothing important, senior brother, I will leave first." ”

Wang Zhitan was relieved, and a person next to him suddenly said: "Slow, let's make it clear before leaving." While speaking, this person also glanced at Wang Zhitan with disdain, and secretly cursed in his heart, useless soft eggs.

Wan Yankang glanced at this person, and estimated that the martial arts of this little Taoist priest were similar to Wang Zhitan, presumably even Yin Zhiping could not be compared, he suddenly had little interest, and said lazily: "This junior brother, I am on the way to the mountains today, I am a little tired, I have something to say another day!" ”

After that, he pulled Tian Xiaowan up, and Shi Shiran left.