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In the eyes of the little monk, the son-in-law of the General's Mansion had a ghost in his belly, but fortunately he never used it on himself, so he was polite at the gate of the palace and walked into the main hall with his feet raised.

The outer disciple who followed closely behind him was reluctant to see this young master from the capital walking into the main hall, and he suddenly felt full of brilliance.

However, Zhuo Zangfeng deliberately ignored it and turned his back to the palace gate, which made many senior brothers feel helpless about this little junior brother.

The little junior brother is naughty, but it also has to be divided into occasions and depends on who is in front of him.

It is really a blessing for the sect to push the master to come from afar, at least it proves the status of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the minds of cultivators in the world.

How can the little junior brother be like this?

The senior brothers sighed silently, quite helpless.

Zhao Chang'an, who had not been promoted to the eldest disciple of the outer sect for a short time, had not yet spoken, and had already been retained by the previous senior brother Yuan Liu, who had already vacated the power of the senior brother, and ordered the two junior brothers to offer fragrant tea.

The so-called fragrant tea is just the chrysanthemum tea abundant in the Heavenly Sword Sect, and in Zhuo Zangfeng's opinion, it is bland and tasteless.

Tui Ji was let sit down in place, and the moment he entered the main hall, he recognized from his back that the guy in front of him who pretended to be tall was the son-in-law of the General's Mansion who turned into ashes and could be recognized by himself.

After this period of practice, he studied the "Heavenly Machine Divine Guide" in the Tianji Pavilion, and was taught by the master in his spare time, and he felt that he was more calm than before.

However, when he saw Zhuo Zangfeng's back, he was inexplicably a little excited in his heart.

This feeling was different from the sweet feeling of seeing Niu Caidie after the tired cultivation was completed, and the little monk knew that this was a kind of friendship.

But it was inferred in turn, is it love between himself and Niu Caidie? He didn't dare to make this conclusion presumptuously.

This time, I came to travel the world with my master, and secondly, to meet Zhuo Zangfeng and figure out this problem.

Love is sad and parting through the ages, it is a lifelong thing, but this practice is endless, right and wrong, this must maintain wisdom and sharpness.

Therefore, when he brought Yao Caiwei's thoughts about Zhuo Zangfeng, he also brought his own difficult questions to the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Yuan Liuliu saw that the little junior disciple was very well placed, and after squeezing his eyebrows and making these silent eyes were ineffective, he simply approached Zhuo Zangfeng and said loudly: "Master Tuiji is here......"

Since Tui Ji is a genius cultivator of the Longmen Test, and he is also a high-ranking national teacher today, and his status is extremely prominent, so these words are not considered numb.

Who knew that Zhuo Zangfeng didn't wait for him to finish, and waved his hand impatiently: "I know, isn't it just a monk, it's worth making a fuss!"

Yuan Liuliu was frightened into a cold sweat, and secretly glanced at the monk with low eyebrows, seeing that his expression was calm, he didn't seem to mind, he breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly admired that the national teacher was really highly cultivated.

Then he continued to push himself, but it made him a little confused.

Tui Ji said lightly: "It's okay! This senior brother has a heroic mind for the ages, and the little monk is ashamed of himself!"

Cheng Zhuzhu heard this, he was unintentional for a while, his thin bamboo pole-like calves trembled twice, if it weren't for the two junior disciples supporting him behind him, it was estimated that he would sit on the ground with his butt.

"When I was practicing in Beijing, the little monk had been instructed by this senior brother, and he had a big way with the sword, and now he feels it in his heart, and he thinks about it for a long time, please accept the little monk's worship!"

As he spoke, Gu Zi stood up and solemnly made a Buddhist salute to Zhuo Zangfeng.

With a "bang", Senior Brother Cheng's hemp pole legs trembled again and again, and he had already fallen to the ground.

This time he fell neatly, because the two junior brothers who had supported him also fell.

Hararuru was dumbfounded, as if he had seen the most unbelievable thing in the world.

Why did the little junior brother suddenly have such a glorious past, isn't he a subordinate who raises horses?

Before coming to the Heavenly Sword Sect, he had no cultivation foundation, and he relied on his cleverness and cunning to crack the Dragon Sword Array, how could he seem to be a master who had been enlightened for a long time in the mouth of this self-pushing master?

This kind of identity change is too fast, and these outer disciples who are shallow in cultivation can't accept it for a while.

"Bang Dang ......"

Another senior brother couldn't hold it, fell to the ground and knocked over the table and chair.

Zhuo Zangfeng didn't turn around, frowning slightly.

Seeing all these ugliness of the senior brothers, he sighed silently: "The Dao heart is too shallow, the foundation is too weak, how can you know that the waves on the sea are dangerous without going through strong winds and waves." ”

Tui Ji knew that if he wanted not to be tricked by the son-in-law of the General's Mansion and seriously analyze the matter between him and Niu Caidie, he had to coax him to be happy first.

Fortunately, he has been with Zhuo Zangfeng for a long time, and he has debated countless times, although he has suffered a fiasco every time, but in front of these outer disciples who are not deeply cultivated, coupled with his identity as Xuanhe, the big words he boasted carried a solemn and solemn momentum.

In fact, in all fairness, what he said was not exaggerated, Zhuo Zangfeng did help him a lot, and the little monk knew this.

It's just that he doesn't know why the son-in-law of the General's Mansion doesn't use his real name, and he remembers that the fat-headed and big-eared Taoist priest said that he was "Senior Brother Ma", but he didn't care about these details.

He continued: "Zhuo Zangfeng got his guidance and won the first place in the Longmen test, and the little monk was inspired by him and got the second place in the big test. ”

These words were inevitably a bit excessive, and Yuan Liuliu stared at the national teacher Gaozu, wondering if he had invited the wrong person.

Many of the outer disciples stared blankly, listening to these unbelievable words coming out of the mouth of this clear-eyed monk, and they suspected that they were daydreaming of the blue sky in an extremely ridiculous waydream.

Tui Ji was about to continue, but Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly turned around and interrupted him.

"Stop! The hero doesn't mention the courage of the year!"

He stopped talking and looked at him with a snicker.

Yuan Liuliu's eyes skimmed over the young cheeks of the little junior brother, seeing that he was ashamed to call himself a hero, and wondered why he didn't look like a hero on his body.

Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly laughed.

"Senior brothers, Master Tuiji is joking with everyone, don't take it seriously. When I was in Chang'an, when my brother was raising horses, I met the master. ”

Push yourself and smile, and don't distinguish.

Yuan Liuliu said with relief: "Shocked me, it turns out that Master Tuiji is so funny, and he is similar to our master in temperament." ”

After the other junior brothers listened to the little junior brother's self-defense, their nervous and surprised emotions slowly calmed down.

Everyone saw that Tui Ji was approachable, and the vigilance in their hearts was relaxed, and the atmosphere in the hall became lively.

"The little junior brother raised horses and met the master of Tuiji, which is really fateful!"

"Yes, the little junior brother is simply the lucky star of our Heavenly Sword Sect, he has always been the least concerned about cultivation, but he became the fastest inner disciple, the senior brothers are ashamed!"

Zhuo Zangfeng frowned slightly, thinking to himself, you guys who are out of tune, if you are not afraid that you will accidentally be frightened into delirium, I will find out that you are a disciple of Dao Ancestor. When the time comes, which of you will be able to stand up and speak without backache?

Thinking of a few important things in his heart, he stood up and said loudly: "Please avoid it, junior brother, I want to ask Master Tuiji about some cultivation problems!"