"Master, it's really your ?!!"

When the fat monk heard Zhang Qingfeng's soft call, he burst into tears with excitement, took three steps and walked in two steps, rushed to Zhang Qingfeng's approach, knelt on the ground, hugged Zhang Qingfeng's thigh, and cried loudly like a child.

When the little monk saw the master kneeling on the ground, his face turned pale with fright, although he didn't realize in his heart what the relationship between this young man who looked not much older than himself and the master, his knees instinctively bent and knelt down.

The magician on the side reacted no slower than the little monk.

The fat monk is his ancestor, and even he has to kneel and salute, and he, the younger generation of his great-great-grandchildren, still dares to stand?

Thump!

Although he signed a master-servant contract with Zhang Qingfeng, the last trace of mustard of the demon who was not completely surrendered in his heart finally disappeared completely at this moment.

His whole body lay on the ground, because he was too excited and nervous, his thin body trembled like chaff, thinking that the young man in front of him turned out to be the Qingdi Lord who the ancestor was going to resurrect, although with the wisdom of the first person in the Central Plains, he didn't figure out what was going on, but it did not affect his awe and worship of the first powerhouse in the continent thousands of years ago.

"Second fool, you have finally learned to be smart, I thought I had to explain to you for three days and three nights before you recognized me as a master. ”

Zhang Qingfeng looked at the fat monk who was kneeling at his feet and crying with a handful of tears, and did not help him up, but there was a layer of mist in his eyes.

"Master, you have said it so clearly, the second fool still doesn't know that you are the master, and the second fool is not worthy of being the master's slave. The fat monk's face was full of tears, and that appearance made people feel funny and poignant.

Zhang Qingfeng's words just now didn't sound like much to outsiders, but only the fat monk knew that every sentence was hinting at the identity of the speaker.

The second fool is the nickname given to him by the Lord Qingdi, and only the Lord Qingdi calls him that.

Spanking, that was when the fat monk was young, and Lord Qingdi liked to do to him the most.

The most important thing is that Zhang Qingfeng's tone and tone when he spoke were exactly the same as the Qingdi thousands of years ago.

If these are not enough to prove Zhang Qingfeng's identity, then the eyes of the two when they looked at each other just now played the final stroke of the coffin, after all, they are masters and servants who have been together for hundreds of years, even if Zhang Qingfeng's appearance has changed greatly at this time, but the appearance can be changed, and the feeling that cannot be described in language between each other cannot be imitated.

Although the fat monk couldn't believe that Lord Qingdi would appear in front of him, he could think of the mysteries of the cultivation world and the earth-shaking supernatural powers of Lord Qingdi, what could he not do? Resurrection and rebirth, this kind of absurd thing that seemed to outsiders to be tantamount to a fantasy, in the eyes of the fat monk, his master could come easily.

"Alright, get up. ”

Zhang Qingfeng smiled and helped up this loyal servant from thousands of years ago, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

"After so many years, I didn't expect you to be alive, it really surprised me, could it be that you really understood the last volume of the Great Day Diamond Sutra?"

The fat monk with a wide body and a fat body was more than half a head taller than Zhang Qingfeng, but he didn't dare to stand up straight, so he bent down and hung his shoulders, like a loyal dog that pleases his master, and said with a smile: "The master is still so wise, the second is stupid and stupid, it took a hundred years to understand the last immortal scroll of the Great Sun Diamond Sutra, otherwise, how can he live until now?"

"It's not easy. Zhang Qingfeng said with emotion: "When you shouted that you wanted to live forever, I gave you this volume of Zen Bible, originally there was no hope, I didn't expect you to practice, and only you a fool can endure loneliness, and practice this masochistic bullshit longevity scroll, it's really a fool to be a fool." ”

If outsiders know that the big teeth that laughed off would be a mountain, if he was a fool, what would the others be? Idiots? Or stupid pigs?

But the fat monk who was scolded by Zhang Qingfeng as a fool was not angry, but was very useful, and said: "This is all the master's wisdom, otherwise how could the slave have today, hehe, master, how did you find this little bastard?"

The magician knelt on the ground, sweating profusely.

The fat monk was helped up by Zhang Qingfeng, but he didn't dare to stand up, so he kept lying on the ground, and the picture of meeting Zhang Qingfeng several times went back and forth like lightning in his mind.

"It turns out that he is the Qing Emperor, the loyal master of my Sha family! God, I still want to kill him, if I really kill him, then even a thousand knives will not wash away my sins. ”

The magician finally understood why Zhang Qingfeng was proficient in the spells in the master-servant contract scroll, and when the fat monk gave him the scroll, he made it clear that this scroll was given to him by the Qingdi Emperor, and the spell on it was also blessed by the Qingdi with great mana, but he used the things made by the Qingdi to deal with the Qingdi, wasn't he killing himself?

Only then did Zhang Qingfeng turn his head to look at the magician.

"Empty, get up. ”

"Now you should understand why I didn't kill you, right? It's not that you're useful to me, it's that the second fool was my servant, otherwise, even if I leave you alive if you don't take the opportunity to sneak attack the old man's face, I will abolish your Huihai and leave you to fend for yourself. ”

What Zhang Qingfeng said was that after he was forced into the watchtower that day, the magician did not take the opportunity to sneak attack his grandfather Zhang Chaoyang.

Although the demon master may have been arrogant at that time and didn't take Zhang Chaoyang seriously, Zhang Qingfeng kept it in mind, otherwise, if he didn't attack the watchtower magic circle with his identity as a powerhouse in the Five Realms, but took the Holy Emperor and the masters of the Seven Kingdoms to besiege the defenders on the city gate tower and use Zhang Chaoyang and others as hostages to threaten them, even if Zhang Qingfeng had the strength to crush the demon master after refining his body, he would not dare to do it easily.

"Master, the little one is wrong, please forgive the master!"

The magician simply knelt on the ground and didn't get up, bangbangbang

What else could he say?

If he had known that Zhang Qingfeng was the Qingdi who had been working hard to resurrect the ancestors of the Sha family, he would not have dared to be disrespectful to him even if he died on the wall of Quanyang City, and fortunately his conspiracy did not succeed, otherwise, it would be difficult to escape the blame.

"Okay, okay, don't knock. Zhang Qingfeng waved his hand, and saw that the little monk not far away was lying on the ground and didn't dare to move, but dared to look at himself secretly with the afterglow of his eyes, and suddenly smiled: "And you, get up too." ”

"Little fool, why don't you hurry up and prepare something to eat!

When the fat monk saw the little monk standing there stupidly, his face suddenly sank, and he broke off.

"Master, do you still eat wild vegetables?" The little monk touched his head and looked at Master with some incomprehension, thinking to himself that you have said that you are a distinguished guest, and you have all knelt down for others, why do you have to get some meat, why do you still eat wild vegetables?

Without waiting for the fat monk to scold, the magician took the little monk's hand and walked out, "Ancestor, I'll go with Xiao Lingguang, you can accompany the master to catch up on the old days." Boy, no wonder the ancestor scolded you for being stupid, do you think that wild vegetable can be eaten by anyone? If you take it to the auction house in the city, you can sell it for thousands of spars......

The magician taught the little monk who was in the blessing and did not know the blessing as he walked, and soon disappeared.

"Second fool, let's talk about it, what has happened in the past thousand years since the failure of my ascension? How did you get here? Also, what happened when you said to resurrect me?"

Zhang Qingfeng saw the two of them walking away, so he looked at the fat monk, restrained his smile, and asked with a solemn expression.