Chen Wangbo raised his feet and entered the hall, and Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly felt a pressure like a mountain. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't expect the Master to come so quickly. So, when he looked over, he really didn't believe his eyes.

However, this master turned out to be the master of Taixue!

The master is the master, where in the world can there be a second master? Zhuo Zangfeng was relieved.

Chen Wangbo looked at him, anger in his eyes.

"How dare you smash the old man's note?"

"That broken wine jug, don't do it!" Zhuo Zangfeng was very generous.

"That's the only thing left by the old Han master, and I have destroyed it for you! I will shatter your meridian qi sea to forgive this sin!"

Zhuo Zangfeng looked at his master and felt that the qi in his body that was integrated with heaven and earth did not dare to hold it up at all. Although he may not even be able to catch a move, or even have a chance to make a move, he is not afraid.

"Mr. used to be a drunkard, but now he doesn't drink a drop of wine, and it's useless to ask for this wine jug. Besides, the wine was given by the princess of Yanzhiguo, and the initiator was His Royal Highness Yueyue, Mr. should never ask me to ask for guilt, and if he wants to find it, he should also go to His Royal Highness to settle accounts. Could it be that Mr. Fei is also a bully?"

Chen Wangbo's face suddenly changed greatly, and he said sharply: "The people in the world who know that the old man drinks are no longer alive, except for Duan Qianhua and Meng Taixu, who told you?"

Then he pressed his thumb against the palm of his hand and made dots on the palm prints.

The hall was suddenly silent, the open door of the hall was quietly closed, and the cold wind that penetrated through the window lattices of the corridor retreated rapidly under an invisible cloud of qi.

Chen Wangbo's face was flushed with a hint of red, his palm was also golden, and his outstretched index finger was even more radiant.

The flow of golden light was only a matter of a moment, and the palms and fingers quickly returned to their original color. He stared at the young man in front of him and said in a deep voice, "The old man can't even figure out how you know. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng smiled and said: "The dynasty is prosperous, the army is auspicious, and the gentleman is disdainful, but he wastes his gas for a wine jug, which shows the depth of his affection." ”

Chen Wangbo was silent, and said for a while: "Where did you hear from it? Duan Qianhua or Meng Taixu?"

Zhuo Zangfeng was also silent, but he thought in his heart: The old monster told me, and the master also said it, so you can't figure it out, but I don't want to tell you.

Before he could answer, the master stared at him and continued, "Fei Duan is Meng. Only the two of them persuaded the old man back then, but they didn't have the courage to break the old man's note, you are more courageous than them!"

Zhuo Zangfeng still smiled, and even thanked him cheekily: "Thank you, Mr. for the compliment!" After speaking, he also followed the master's example, and dotted his fingers on the fingerprints in his palm.

Chen Wangbo didn't seem to mind him stealing his signature moves, and still looked at him, staring intently.

Zhuo Zangfeng pretended to be pretentious for a long time, didn't look at the master's serious face, looked at the ground, and said, "Mr. has spent one hundred and sixty-six spring and autumn this year, why is he still so persistent?"

The master, who had been respected for a hundred years, listened to it, and the young man's words seemed to have a lesson in himself, but this was not worth his anger.

He was furious that the boy had the audacity to smash his own flask.

The master suddenly remembered that incident, and his qi suddenly swelled, like a strong bow that had been drawn out, ready to attack.

Zhuo Zangfeng didn't draw his sword without his own strength, as soon as his thoughts moved, he felt that the top of his head was enveloped by an invisible aura, he couldn't move, and at that moment he couldn't even move his hair.

The master's palm hung three inches above his spiritual platform, and a cloud of vitality flowed endlessly in the palm of his hand.

Chen Wangbo was not triggered, and his divine sense wandered through the meridians of his acupoints, and suddenly withdrew his palm power, sighed, and said unhappily: "I remember, although you are smart, you don't know how to practice, and you don't have any cultivation?"

Zhuo Zangfeng was secretly relieved, and quietly lifted the placket, and the sweat on his back was pasted with his clothes, which was very uncomfortable.

He quickly became confident again, and became as calm as Fang Cai, "Sir is the first person to sigh because I have not cultivated. ”

Chen Wangbo looked up at the thick nanmu pillars in the main hall, and the anger in his heart gradually calmed down.

There is no need to be so angry.

As the young man said, the wine jug was sent by His Royal Highness Yueyue, and if you want to blame it, you can only blame yourself for showing it in front of the elf and weird girl yesterday, and it was obviously hidden afterwards, how did she find it?

Hey, this stinky girl, the black glaze beam note is the most precious to me, I naturally regard it as a treasure, you fill this with wine to pay tribute, this stupid boy only likes wine, and the old man's note is like a piece of.

One is mischievous, the other is eye-catching.

Chen Wangbo heard the sound of the crowd outside breathing, and thought, "They must be waiting for me to teach that kid a lesson." "Thinking of my age, I have to control my emotions no matter what, otherwise more than 100 years of cultivation will be a big joke.

His heart gradually calmed down, and the qi that permeated his body suddenly converged.

"You tell me, is it Duan or Meng? The old man will no longer pursue it. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng replied: "It's not Meng Feiduan." ”

Chen Wangbo was puzzled.

He still thinks about this question, more than a hundred years have passed, and at the age of forty he swore not to drink a single drink, and until now, all the people living in the world have passed away. Meng Taixu and Duan Qianhua are like yellow cranes, where can you still see their shadows.

In fact, he misses these two old friends.

And the young man in front of him has Duan Qianhua's arrogant aura, and he also has Meng Taixu's enlightened and open-minded style, but it's a pity that he can't practice, and there is not the slightest fluctuation of vitality on his body.

Thinking of his ability to never forget in the Tai Academy, as well as the humiliation he was received by everyone before the hussar general Yao Chang drove the mansion, Chen Wangbo sighed softly.

Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly took two steps forward, less than three feet away from the distance between the master and the son.

He looked into the deep eyes of the master and said, "It turns out that this is 'the sun and moon in the pot', and that book is indeed not mistaken. ”

The master said indifferently: "I said, don't mention this matter again. Then it occurred to him that perhaps his story had been written in a book by someone who made a living from writing, and that the boy had just happened to have read it.

In fact, he himself is good at doing this kind of thankless work, didn't Duan Qianhua and Meng Taixu also write it for him in their own books?

Zhuo Zangfeng still looked at him, "At the gate of the Tai Academy, you told me, 'It's better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes' I thought it was a profound kendo commentary, and I was struggling to find the true meaning in it, which almost made me enter the magic barrier." If it weren't for the water of the Heavenly Dao Divine Pool, I would have been burned to ashes by the heavenly fire sent out by myself. ”

The master was silent, and thought to himself: "It turns out that he is the young man who followed the Tang Princess to find the Heavenly Dao Divine Pool, no wonder Mo Ya is so happy, no wonder Chu Yingyue will steal my treasure." ”

But he has no cultivation, how can he step into the demonic barrier?

Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly said in a loud voice: "I fell well today! I will get rid of your friendship and return you to a huge river and lake." ”

The master looked at him with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Zhuo Zangfeng became more and more impassioned, "A hundred years ago, your junior sister burned this wine jug with her own hands because of your drinking addiction, and then admonished each other with death, and you woke up from a big dream and understood that the junior sister you have always liked loved her more than you. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng said with righteous indignation, changed his breath, and continued: "After that, you changed your past mistakes, devoted yourself to cultivation, and finally became the first genius in the cultivation world of the Qingyun List and the first in the Longmen Great Test. It can be said that without her death, you would not be where you are today. ”

He thought of the innocent predecessor who died, and remembered the first time Meng Taixu told him this story, he was even more angry than now.

Restraining the grievances in his chest, Zhuo Zangfeng continued: "She is your 'mutual affection', but you haven't forgotten her for more than a hundred years since then, you may be a great grandmaster now, or a land immortal, but you can't go any further, your realm will stay at this stage forever, until you enter the dark tomb." ”

"You always say 'forget each other in the rivers and lakes', but you can't forget her anyway. You deceived yourself and misled yourself, but you even misled me. What are you asking others to do, why can't you do it yourself?"