Remember [Biquge Chinese Network] in one second to provide you with wonderful reading.

"Zhuo Zangfeng, that's so familiar!"

After saying this, the worst junior disciple of the sect got carried away with laughter.

"Haha!"

"That's right, senior brother", Zhuo Zangfeng patted Yuan Liuliu on the shoulder and said, "The national teacher will come in a while, I won't see him, but that Tuiji master should be able to, how about I let him pass on a few swordsmanship?"

"Okay! That's a great idea!"

Yuan Liuliu agreed, and then his face turned bitter, and he said, "I'm just afraid of hitting my nose in front of others." ”

After saying that, he laughed insolently.

Zhuo Zangfeng thought to himself, you just laugh, there will be you good-looking later.

In this case, in order to avoid the exposure of his identity, he can only continue to pretend.

The national teacher Deadwood must know himself, and when the time comes, he can't let this old monk discover himself, and Tui Ji must see it.

Not to mention that after so long after the separation, he did miss a little, and he also wanted to find out some information from the master's mouth.

Bu Shishu's entry into the Heavenly Machine Pavilion helped him a lot in improving his realm.

"Tianji Shenjian" is so divine that he has to treat it solemnly.

Although he seems carefree in the mountains, he actually works harder than anyone else. Because he didn't know what magical content was recorded in the "Heavenly Machine Shenjian", because he never forgot the two-year covenant.

At this moment, Tui Ji happened to come to the sect, and these questions could be partially answered.

In short, when the master did not appear, his identity had to continue to be hidden, so he had to use Yuan Liuliu and others to avoid the national teacher, so as not to expose his identity as Zhuo Zangfeng in broad daylight.

Come to think of it, this is not a pleasant thing, and a lie at the beginning needs to be made up for by repeated lies.

At this moment, the disciples who were waiting to greet the guests at the inner gate did not wait for a long time, and couldn't help but line up and run to the outer gate hall.

Seeing that Zhuo Zangfeng was also here, the senior brother came over to say hello with a smile, and those inner brothers also greeted each other one by one.

Counting up, it has been several months since he followed the sword master, and during this period, except for going back to the outer gate twice, he has not even set foot in the inner door once, which will inevitably cause the inner door to be dissatisfied.

"Little junior brother, after following the master, I forgot about my senior brother!"

"Where! The master is too strict, and wherever the junior and junior disciples have the kung fu to hang out, their bones are almost tired and fall apart. ”

In fact, Zhuo Zangfeng's current status is much higher than that of the Xingzhu disciples, so these former senior brothers have already lost their sense of superiority in front of him.

Just as the two of them often return to the outer gate to show their superiority in status, the inner disciples are to the outer disciples, and the stars are to the inner disciples, and there is this kind of narcissism in human nature.

Seeing that the time was about the same, Zhuo Zangfeng said to Yuan Liuliu: "Senior Brother Yuan, you remember what I said, when you will send tea and water, remember to tell Master Tuiji, and say that I will wait for him in the outer gate hall." ”

Yuan Liuliu said casually: "That's nature!"

Zhuo Zangfeng knew his temperament very well, and seeing his careless appearance, he knew that he would not believe it, so he deliberately glared at him fiercely.

"You remember, if you delay, don't think about taking a pill from me in the future. ”

After speaking, regardless of whether Senior Brother Yuan could accept it or not, he turned around and walked towards the mountain.

Seeing him walk away, Senior Brother Neimen couldn't help but ask, "Little Senior Brother has no interest in the arrival of the National Teacher!"

Cheng Zhuzhu pouted and said: "Little junior brother is a master!

As he spoke, he saw a tall monk suddenly appear on the winding stone steps, like a melodious breeze, but it felt warmer than the breeze.

"It's coming!"

Senior Brother said in a low voice, and the rest of the disciples immediately stood on both sides of the stone steps, waiting for the arrival of the National Master.

......

......

The guy who delivered tea and water in the Heavenly Sword Temple was indeed the original one again.

Probably because these disciples of the inner gate saw that he was obese, so that he looked up and looked face-saving in front of outsiders, so every time an important or unimportant guest came, he had to stay and serve.

Yuan Liuliu didn't care about the things that the junior brother explained, and he would never forget the tempting elixir, so when the cultivators of the peak realm of the two great grandmasters talked about the way of cultivation, they didn't listen to a word at all.

In fact, according to his cultivation, even if he memorized the words of the two of them, he couldn't understand it at all.

However, the clear-eyed Tuiji master nodded frequently, with a look of gain.

This made Hara Liuliu see a stomach of admiration, and seeing that no one was paying attention, he quietly walked in and whispered in his ear:

"Our little junior brother wants to see the master, and we hope to be fulfilled. ”

Tui Ji immediately guessed who the little junior brother in his mouth was.

Since he came to the Heavenly Sword Sect, he has looked around, not even letting go of the corner of the house, and he has not seen the shadow of the son-in-law of the General's Mansion.

Listening to this fat Taoist priest now, he immediately understood Zhuo Zangfeng's ghost tricks.

Secretly glanced at the master, seeing that he was talking happily with Liu Zhangjiao, and just as he felt that he couldn't get a chance, he saw the two of them walking out of the Heavenly Sword Temple side by side, looking at the white clouds at the gate of the hall, and instantly volleyed away at the same time.

After a while, I was relaxed, and I could finally mess around for a while, and I followed the master, and I couldn't even laugh loudly along the way, I was really suffocated.

He knew that these two grandmaster-level cultivators must have been looking for a pure mountain to exchange kendo.

Just like a drinking friend in the world, the first thing to do after meeting is to pour two or two wines and drink a lot of sea drinks.

Tui Ji really wanted to tear off the wide monk's robe, and shouted: "Son-in-law of the General's Mansion, come out quickly, your little daughter-in-law misses you." ”

As soon as the master left, he couldn't sit still, pretending for a moment, saying that he was going to walk casually, and then he slipped out of the palace gate with Yuan Liuliu and came straight to the outer gate hall.

Cheng Zhuzhu had been standing outside the hall and watching, and when he saw from a distance that the senior brother had really appeared with that Buddhist disciple, his eyes were wide open, and he had an unbelievable look, so he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ran back to the hall to report.

Zhuozang Fengshan sits in the middle like a king, where is the calm appearance of a cultivator.

After listening to the report of Chengzhuzhu, in the surprised admiration of the other outer disciples, he deliberately stretched his waist and said, "It's a trivial matter! ”

Cheng Zhuzhu still didn't believe that it was his ability to invite this world-famous little monk, seeing his lazy appearance, he hurriedly said: "The master has come over in person, the little junior brother hurry up and let everyone go out to greet him!"

Zhuo Zangfeng glared at him and said, "What's the panic, you go out to greet you, I'll wait here." ”

The remaining outer disciples couldn't hold their breath, and a few of them had already rushed out to greet the distinguished guests, and Cheng Zhuzhu didn't pay attention to the little junior disciples who were becoming more and more unreasonable, and ran out quickly.

Zhuo Zangfeng sat on the chair and heard a familiar voice of Tui Ji and said: "How can the poor monk be virtuous, how dare he have a senior brother!"

He laughed secretly in his heart, Shibei three days, this master said that he also learned to pretend. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.