The little Taoist priest walked into the courtyard after a little hesitation, came directly to the door of the broken house and squatted, and began to talk to himself, anyway, he had been inking for a long time, and his mouth was dry.

finally said helplessly: "Hey, old man, can you give me a happy word, can you come out with me?" ”

"I'm old?"

"Thirty years without washing your face, what do you think?"

"Oh, don't go!"

"............" Zhao Zimo was a little embarrassed, but he still didn't say so much in vain, after all, this old guy finally spoke.

He had been thinking about this room for a long time, and he couldn't tell that this was a formation, after all, even if it was a formation, there had to be a formation.

Gossip is not, the five elements are even more wrong, not even the stars in the sky, and his memory is not bad, so it is not too presumptuous to talk to him after a little hesitation, but unfortunately this old guy seems to have something on his mind.

His eyes rolled, as if he thought of something, and immediately said happily: "You give me a groom, protect me for three months, if you still have any treasures, blessed land or something, give me more luck, the better, when you have any troubles, when the Taoist becomes the first in the world, I will help you solve the ......"

“…………”

The guy who couldn't see his appearance took a deep breath, it seemed that he had never seen such a shameless person, but he had to say that this little family finally said what he wanted.

"Three months, where are you going?"

"Feel free to walk around, but I have a hunch that I'm in trouble!"

"Heh, you're not far from the Pure Yang Sword Sect, why don't you go back." He stood up suddenly without raising his head and eyes, patting the dust on his body, Zhao Zimo hurriedly took a few steps back, for fear of choking to death.

I don't know what kind of exercises this person used, every time he slapped on his clothes, his true qi flowed like ripples all over his body, and as he slapped thirty or forty times, his whole body clothes seemed to have been washed, and the bearded face was also hairy flying.

After a while, he changed from a dirty guy to an ordinary middle-aged uncle, although he was shorter, his clothes were wrinkled, and his shoes were exposed, but he ...... He's really ordinary enough, without the slightest master!

Zhao Zimo rolled his eyes: "I stepped on the Immortal Peak line, how could I be the one who ran back when I encountered danger?" ”

"Stepping on Immortal Peak?" When the man heard this, he raised his eyebrows.

"When did Li Daochun take you as an apprentice, what? His hundred-year-old bad luck is gone? ”

"............" Zhao Zimo didn't know that his master was so unlucky, but after killing so many immortals, plus he did something earth-shattering that he didn't know, he would get this situation if he didn't know it, and according to Liu Changqing, his master's luck has been slowly rebounding over the years, as if he has broken the curse of bad luck for a hundred years.

"Okay, for the sake of your face in the Immortal Peak vein, what about keeping you well for three months, I really want to see how much better you can be than the original six guys." The middle-aged man said and was about to come out.

Zhao Zimo took a step back again, stretched out his hand and pointed at him: "Wait, don't come out by chance, do you owe me the cause and effect of stepping on the Immortal Peak, it's not so easy to come out like this, three months is not good, at least thirty years!" ”

"I'm drafting uncle, don't push people too much, is it Li Daochun's bastard who asked you to come over, you are teasing me here, Lao Tzu will protect you for three months, and then where do you like to go!" The man couldn't help but curse, but when he wanted to step out of the room, Zhao Zimo waved his hand and shook his head.

As he expected, this person still didn't dare to step out of this room, and the little Taoist priest rolled happily at that moment, deeply thanked the master in his heart, and hurriedly recalled his journey......

Why did Master give himself internal strength and sword practice when he was about to leave?

Obviously, it was for him to slow down, so that he couldn't help but comprehend the internal strength and swordsmanship, and then have a chance to discover this blessing.

There are not many strange things in the whole town, and every few years some monks come here and go to the 100,000 mountains to find some treasures, or treasures of heaven and earth.

And the strangest thing in the whole town is this strange man who has been trapped in a small dilapidated house for thirty years.

It stands to reason that after thirty years, some monks came here, and they inevitably did not go over to greet them, but unfortunately this old man did not leave, which means that he could not go out before the opportunity came, and he did not pay attention to those monks.

And as soon as he came, although this old man still loved to take care of him, he always felt that he didn't have so much charm, and let him come out after saying a few words, even if he was Li Daochun's disciple, he still didn't grow up after all.

So such a master easily listened to his words, so ...... There is only one case!

He is trapped here by Master, otherwise he owes a lot of kindness!

Zhao Zimo never expected that he would have a protector to follow him when he went out to practice, but he missed the opportunity, fortunately he was curious, he couldn't help but wipe his saliva, and the guy he looked at was cold......

"Tell me, what did you do to make my master trapped here?"

“…………”

The little Taoist priest raised his eyebrows: "Don't say yes, Daoist, I'm leaving, I don't want you as a groom!" After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, and the middle-aged man rolled his eyes helplessly: "Come back, come back, I know you will come back, can I tell you no?" ”

"Then let's talk about it." Zhao Zimo didn't know where to get a small stone pier, so he sat there with his butt in his hands, holding his chin with both hands, and almost got some melon seeds and ate them.

The short man resisted the urge to go out and punch him to death, took a deep breath and said slowly: "My name is Zhou Sheng, I slept with a woman, I was chased and killed, and then your master saved me, and then there was no ......"

"Gone?" The little Taoist priest looked confused, Daoist, I haven't made the stone pier hot yet, you told me that it was gone?

"Yes, it's gone!"

"Are you sleeping with a fairy? Or a fairy wife? ”

"Daotian Sect Master's Daughter ......"

"......" Zhao Zimo fell into deep thought.

The daughter of the sect master of Daotian Sect is estimated to be about the same as a fairy, maybe she is still as beautiful as a flower, but she was slept with by this short and poor guy...... The situation of being hunted down can be imagined.

And his master and Dao Tianzong still have a grudge, so they must also be disgusting with their opponents, so they saved him.

Since it is a life-saving grace, there is a discussion, Zhao Zimo took out the wine from the square inch ring, and planned to have a protracted negotiation with him......

When Zhou Sheng saw it, his face turned black instantly, and he hurriedly said: "One year, one year at most, it's not that I don't agree, but your master doesn't agree either!" ”

"Who are you fooling, thirty years, one year can't be less."

"Three years, I only do it once a year!"

"Bah, just with you, a guy who was saved by my master, you can't kill the enemy, don't I have to die?"

Zhou Sheng suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, as if looking at the entire heaven and earth: "Just by virtue of my thirty years ago, I was the ninth martial artist in Dongzhou, and you who can beat me have picked up your fingers and calculated!" ”

"Eight people in martial arts, eight people in Buddhism, eight people in the way of immortals, eight people in Shinto, eight people in Confucianism, eight people in ghosts...... It seems like a bit much, and my fingers and toes are not enough......" Zhao Zimo shrugged like a scoundrel.

Zhou Sheng's momentum that he had managed to gather made him collapse with a word......

"I see that you have the true biography of Lin Shixian, three years, three times a year, don't talk nonsense, otherwise Lao Tzu will leave directly, and I'd rather not pay you back!"

"Okay, three years, you will shoot six times this year, you will shoot twice next year, and you will only shoot once in the third year!" Zhao Zimo immediately stood up and replied sonorously.

Zhou Sheng took a deep look at him and stepped out of the room.

Also from today onwards, the Dongzhou Land Immortal List, someone should move down, especially the martial arts ranking, maybe the ninth is a little low......