Dong Quan put three sticks of incense on Sanmao Zhenjun, and offered tea to Chen Feng, and completed the apprenticeship etiquette with three bows and nine bows.

As for Chen Feng, he gave Dong Quan a peachwood sword, which is a Taoist tradition.

As for this peachwood sword, it can be regarded as a little spiritual, and he has been nurturing it for a while, although it is not as good as the one that Uncle Nine gave him at the beginning.

In fact, Dong Quan's apprenticeship etiquette can only be said to be half completed, in fact, there is more important is to sue Patriarch Sanmao.

When he worshipped Uncle Jiu as his teacher, Uncle Jiu specifically asked Patriarch Sanmao for advice, until Patriarch Sanmao made a decree, and then accepted himself as an apprentice.

It's just that there is no such person as Sansanmao Patriarch in this world, and even when he was in Peixian, he specially used the Taoist magic technique to invite gods, and played some slightly older gods, but he didn't respond.

Just in case, I didn't plan to do such a thing again, after all, if I couldn't finish it, I couldn't really stop accepting the other party.

"Dong Quan, you should feel fortunate that when I first apprenticed to your master as a teacher, I served tea and poured water, cooked and cleaned, and waited for more than half a year, and your master reluctantly accepted me as a registered disciple.

And thanks to your two uncles, Wen Cai Qiusheng and the two of them persuaded each other, otherwise, I don't know when I will be able to apprentice!"

Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a little emotional, and recalled that when he was at Uncle Jiu's place, in order to be able to worship Uncle Jiu as a teacher, he got up before dawn every day to cook and clean the courtyard, in order to be able to give Uncle Nine a good performance.

Although there was some hard work and waiting, the result was good.

"Master, can you tell us about my master and the two uncles?"

Dong Quan looked at the expression of memory on the face of his new young master, and even had some faint joy, and couldn't help but be very curious about the situation when he was apprenticed to the young master, and couldn't help but ask Chen Feng.

Then I regretted a little, I am not a county magistrate in Yuyang County now, but a disciple, as a disciple, how can I talk to my master like this.

Chen Feng didn't have Dong Quan's thoughts, and when he heard that Dong Xuan was actually interested in the situation when he was apprenticed, he also spoke directly, which can be regarded as an alternative memory.

"Your master is not smiling, and I have basically never seen your master laugh. However, although your master has a serious face on his face, he loves his disciples very much in his heart, and he will think about his disciples no matter what he does, so he can be said to be a cold-faced and warm-hearted person.

As for your two uncles? They are also very likable, and even want to be close to them."

Chen Feng said with a slight smile on his face, recalling the situation when he and Qiusheng Wencai were practicing with Uncle Jiu.

frolicked and played every day, and from time to time he had to be reprimanded by Uncle Jiu, and even beaten severely. However, sometimes he will work with Qiusheng Wencai to play some tricks on Uncle Nine, which makes Uncle Nine furious.

Although there are only four masters and apprentices in the whole Yizhuang, they are also happy and laughing.

"Hey"!

It's just that the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable Chen Feng feels in his heart, he has already left the world of Uncle Nine, and I don't know if he will see Uncle Nine again in the future.

Now I can only rely on the TV to see Uncle Jiu's serious face. It feels like it's close at hand, but it's far away.

"Master, ...... are you?"

Dong Quan saw the young master who was still smiling, but at this time he sighed, and even tears faintly crossed his eyes.

"Could it be that I touched the young master's heart?"

Dong Quan looked at Chen Feng and suddenly felt that he seemed to have really touched it.

Think about it, his young master, who looks like he is in his twenties, is now out to wander, but there is no one around him, as for the two uncles of Qiusheng Wencai that his young master said, he obviously suffered some accident.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I suddenly remembered something sad."

Chen Feng let out a long breath, pinched his forehead, and shook his head gently at Dong Quan.

Dong Quan and Huang Xin glanced at each other, and then Huang Xin stood up and bowed towards Chen Feng.

"Immortal Master, it's more than half of the night now, so I won't bother here too much, I'll take the first step."

Dong Quan here also hurriedly stood up, "The disciple will also retire first, so that he can say goodbye to Brother Huang, and serve by the master's side in the future"!

"Well, come to me early tomorrow morning."

Chen Feng also knew what he had just done, which made the scene a little embarrassing, and nodded lightly.

The two turned to leave, Dong Quangang here touched his hand to the door, only to see the morpheme that had left before, and at this time he came directly through the door again, and when he saw Dong Quan and Huang Xin in the house, he was stunned for a moment, looked up and down, and then flew directly to Chen Feng's side.

It's just that Lu Su, who had just flown to Chen Feng's side, didn't have time to speak, and suddenly a golden light shone directly on Lu Su's body.

Lu Su suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body, and even had a tearing feeling, and his body also dissipated faintly.

Seeing this, Chen Feng hurriedly made a move, secretly saying that he was a little careless, and he didn't put away the portrait of Sanmao Zhenjun.

This portrait of Sanmao Zhenjun is not a simple ordinary person's painting, but it was personally painted by Uncle Jiu using spiritual power, and even prayed to the heavens, and a divine power given by Sanmao Zhenjun himself was attached to the portrait.

In addition to the divine power of Sanmao Zhenjun itself, there is also the spiritual power left by the ninth uncle.

Not to mention Lu Su, a little ghost who has just taken shape for a long time, even if it is a ghost who has been cultivating for decades or hundreds of years, when he sees the statue of Sanmao Zhenjun, he may be directly beaten and scattered.

Chen Feng first used his mana to maintain Lu Su, who was somewhat devastated, and then quickly put away the portrait.

"Don't talk yet, hurry up and stabilize your mind."

Seeing that Lu Su, whose face was pale, wanted to speak, Chen Feng hurriedly stopped, and used his spiritual power to transmit it to Lu Su.

After more than ten minutes, Chen Feng withdrew his mana in a cold sweat, as for Lu Su, although his soul was still a little unstable at this time, at least there was no sign of scattering like before, as long as he went to the Hundred Ghost Banner and cultivated through the Netherstone to stabilize his soul.

"The next time you come in, you must say it in advance, after all, I am a Taoist priest, and my full-time job is to restrain ghosts, so if you come in so recklessly, if you encounter this situation again, and you are not there, you may have to be completely wasted."

Chen Feng opened his mouth and taught Lu Su a lesson, in addition to being afraid of encountering this situation again, more importantly, he was also afraid of something else happening?

For example, when he is alone in the house doing some indescribable things, although Lu Su is just a ghost, he is also a female ghost, if he comes in and bumps into it, how embarrassed should he be, and how can he maintain the image of a master in the future?