After coming out of Niu'er's current place, Wu Mian and Gui Wu planned to go to the dojo where Xu Fu had seen Wu Mian before crossing the sea. Originally, they thought that the dojo of the original emperor had already been abandoned and dilapidated, but what they didn't expect was that when they arrived at the coast of the East China Sea, they found that the original dojo was not only dilapidated, but had been expanded several times on the basis of the cause. There is also a banner of orthodoxy in it, and it is being widely discipled.

Since the collapse of the Fangshi Sect, the people who had been removed from the gate wall by the volcano began to call themselves Fangshi disciples again. In the scattered dojos, the banner of the orthodoxy of the monks was raised, and they began to recruit disciples to teach the arts. Some dojos have recruited more than thousands of disciples in one place, and there have been several dojos fighting for disciples.

This dojo on the coast of the East China Sea is presided over by Zhang Ze, a disciple of the volcano, and Zhang Ze himself does not have much talent for cultivating magic, but he is superior to others in such trivial matters as running a dojo. Soon after the rise of the Fang Shi sect, Zhang Ze was sent by the volcano to serve as the abbot of this dojo for the holy land among the monks.

Over the years, Zhang Ze has been operating here impressively, expanding the dojo several times, and there are hundreds of disciples and grandchildren under Zhang Ze. If it weren't for the rules of the Fang Shi Sect, this dojo would have recruited more than 10,000 disciples, and the East China Sea was far away from the emperor, and the temple of Shimen had not been built. There is no monastic sect within a radius of thousands of miles that can compete with this ashram.

Zhang Ze received a letter from Dafang Shi Volcano before the collapse of the sect, and he and the other monks in the dojo were all exterminated. I couldn't believe that my master would remove him from the door wall for no reason, and was about to take his disciples to the sect to ask Dafang Shi Volcano for an explanation, when the news of the collapse of the Fang Shi sect came. This time the chapter is not a lightning strike, it is completely a five-thunder strike.

Just when Zhang Ze was hesitating whether to change the name of the dojo, his disciples reported that other dojos began to raise the banner of Fang Shi again. Why can't you do what others do? At the moment, Zhang Ze gave himself the title of Fang Shi, and he also began to pull up the banner of the Volcano Dafang Master to continue to operate the dojo.

Without the constraints of the sect, Zhang Ze, who had let go of his hands and feet, recruited more than 3,000 disciples in the vicinity in just a few months, and for a while, this already large-scale dojo was already overcrowded.

Just after noon on this day, Master Zhang Zefang was in his room and several tent rooms were reconciling accounts. Hearing the sound of a quarrel between the little Fangshi who knew the guest outside, it seemed that his own disciples and grandchildren were 'persuading' the pilgrims to add sesame oil, and the pilgrims were rectified.

Didn't you say you don't need to pay attention to the previous door rules? Some pilgrims are reluctant to spend money and just blast out, and if they dare to fight back, they will be beaten. Master Fang, I and the Taishou here, even if someone dies, it is just a matter that can be settled with one sentence. Dafang Shi didn't know whether he was alive or dead at this time, as long as those two Dafang masters didn't come out, even Wang Fa couldn't control his head Zhang Zefang Master.

However, listening to the increasingly noisy voices outside, Zhang Ze didn't have the heart to reconcile. He took off the long sword magic weapon hanging on the wall, and then called seventy or eighty disciples all the way and walked towards the gate where the accident had occurred.

"What kind of person is so bold to come to our master's dojo to make noise! Don't you be afraid to offend the gods of heaven! With a kick open the door to the courtyard of the mountain gate, Zhang Ze immediately felt that he might have played a little early......

I saw that the mountain gate of the dojo opened, and the little priest who had stayed here to know the guests had already been lying down with more than a dozen people. And there were only three adults and one child on the opposite side, and it was a big man like a black iron tower who knocked down these disciples with his hands. Originally, Sun Deng, the most temperamental Fang Shi in this dojo, was actually speaking softly to the big black man at this time: "This master, if you have something to say, speak slowly." For the sake of the gods, forget the mouth you just gave me. You can't beat me again......"

Seeing Zhang Zefang Shi coming out with his men and horses, the leader of the Fang Shi who was confronting the black man immediately came to his senses: "Black boy! See? My grandfather Fang has arrived, and his old man is a personal disciple of Master Fang of Volcano. Now my family master only needs to use the Five Thunder Heavenly Fire—what are you going to do......"

When Sun Deng said this, he saw that the big black brother beside him suddenly lifted Sun Deng up, and then threw it at this Fang Shizhang. Seeing Sun Deng flying towards him, how dare this Master Fang reach out to pick it up. At that moment, he hurriedly dodged and dodged, and saw Sun Deng flying over and knocked down four or five Fang Shi behind him, and these people accompanied Sun Deng to the ground and groaned.

Although Zhang Ze's spell is not good, his vision is extremely high, and he can see at a glance that these people will definitely not be able to provoke themselves. This big black guy didn't use all his strength to knock down a dozen little squares on his side, and this big black guy was obviously an errand runner. The old man in the back who doesn't look good, and the white-haired young man with eyes in the sky are the main ones.

Now the main owner hasn't done it yet, and he can't cope with it anymore because he is just running errands. Messing with those two bosses again—huh? Why is this young man's white hair so familiar? Where do you seem to have seen it?

Generous Master Guangren! and Guangyi and Guangyi, the two uncles and ancestors are also white-haired...... In an instant, Zhang Ze had already remembered where he had seen this white hair. At that moment, he immediately changed his face, turned around and scolded his disciple Sun Deng, who had already been helped up: "Bastard! What did the teacher tell you? We monks are food and offerings, and every pilgrim is your and my food and clothing parents! Do you just talk to your mom and dad at home? What do you think I do as a teacher? Are you sinning against me? You offended you and my food and clothing parents, and you don't quickly apologize and compensate to the food and clothing parents, don't you? ”

Sun Deng is also a clever one, and he heard how his master spoke. At that moment, he immediately changed his face, and with a crying face, he limped to a distance of three or four feet in front of Bai Wuqiu. Then he knelt here with a plop, first gave himself two mouths, and then said with a crying voice: "A few masters, Fang Shi, I just covered my eyes with lard, and the mud covered my heart. offended the old man, and asked the old man to look at the gods and Buddhas in the sky. Let go of the little Fangshi this time, this old man (Baiwuqiu) You are my father Fangshi......"

"Get out! Lao Tzu doesn't have such a shameless son as you......" After Bai Wuqiu scolded, he came over to beat him, so frightened that Sun Deng hurriedly ran back to his world-honored, behind this Fang Shi Zhangze.

Whoever told you to come, you should run away...... Zhang Ze scolded in his heart, and looked at Bai Wuqiu coming over with his eyes glaring, so he could only accompany the smile and say to a few people who still looked like people opposite: "Fang Shizhang has seen a few, and the apprentice has been stubborn and angry, all of them are his." But for the sake of our scholars and two generous masters, let's not be like him......"

"Gwangin, Volcano...... Okay, old man, I'll look at the face of the two of them. After laughing, he called his cheap son: "Silly boy, forget it." People have already admitted their mistakes, and they will lose some gold or anything worthless......"

When he spoke, Wu Mian had already walked towards the depth of the dojo as if no one was around. After the old guy laughed dryly, he took Xiao Rensan and followed behind the white-haired man.

At this time, Zhang Ze also saw who was the main master, and when he trotted over, he said to Wu Mian with a smiling face: "This distinguished guest, Zhang Ze's master is the master of the volcano. Looks like you should think my master ......"

"Bai Wuqiu, let him shut up......" Wu Mian ignored the meaning of this little Fangshi, and after a word, the black whirlwind-like Bai Wuqiu had already rushed over. Before this Fang Master could react, he had already been lifted high, and then, like his disciple, was thrown away by the second stunned man.