When I saw the blue word "none" on the cuffs of Wujiao, I was even more surprised and didn't know why. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In his wit, he hurriedly clasped his fists with both hands, bowed to Wujiao, and said very excitedly: Worship.. Meet Uncle Junior.

Wu Yazi looked at the lover in front of him and said angrily: The first time you visit the shrine, you must bow down!

The young man in white, in confusion, hurriedly knelt on his knees and kowtowed deeply to Wuqi three times.

The boy next to him brought a cup of tea, and the young man in white took the tea with both hands very respectfully and stretched out in front of Wujiao.

Wuqi took the tea, took a sip, and the young man in white got up stupidly.

He knew that a golden dragon had fallen from the sky, and a treasure had been obtained in the nunnery, but he never expected it to be a five or six-year-old child.

And this kid has magically become his uncle.

These things that suddenly appeared made him a little confused by the second monk.

Wu Yazi looked at the beloved disciple in front of him with satisfaction, and expressed his appreciation for his instant wit, no wonder, this apprentice is one of his favorite disciples, although the cultivation quality is average, but it is extremely witty and flexible. Every time Wuyazi thinks of something, he can think of it in advance, which is quite Wuyazi's favorite.

Wu Yazi looked at the apprentice in front of him and said: Take your little uncle to the back mountain, and I will meet those guys who come with bad intentions.

After that, Wuyazi's sleeves were raised, and a gust of wind rolled up. Disappeared along with the two boys on the cliff.

At this time, the young man in white dared to look at Wu Zheng head-on.

I saw Wujiao's big eyes, extremely pure, and his delicate face was slightly young, and he liked this child at first sight.

Between the flips of his hand, a small cricket crawls around in the palm of his hand.

In the face of Wujiao, he said very respectfully: Uncle Xiao, let's go to the back mountain to play crickets together, right?

Wuqi turned his eyes to look at the young man in white, and said very seriously: Is it because of my existence that I have caused trouble to the Immortal Nunnery?

Hearing Wuqi say this, the young man in white was suddenly surprised, he didn't expect that Wuqi knew so much at such a young age.

subconsciously smiled and said: Where, these are all adult affairs, we don't have to care.

Wuqi said very seriously: one person does things, one person does.

The young man in white was even more surprised.

Wuzai looked at the little cricket in the hand of the young man in white and said: I used to have a little cricket like this, but now I don't know where it is, was it killed by the thunder when I was born? I really missed it at this time.

Seeing a trace of melancholy on Wuqi's face, the young man in white suddenly didn't know what to do. Once faced with no cliff, the Taotao Dynasty like a river suddenly didn't know where to go, and suddenly felt speechless.

He smiled in front of Wuqi and said: Uncle Xiao is really a person who values feelings, but it's just a cricket, there are many on the mountain behind our fairy nunnery, if you want one, just grab it, don't worry about this little thing.

Wuqi raised his eyes, looked at the young man in white unhappily and said: One grass, one life, one flower, one world, you are not it, how can you know its heart?

When the young man in white heard the words of Wujiao, he immediately remembered the teachings of Wuyazi, and had good roots and good results. Suddenly his face turned pale, and he kicked... Step on... Step on... Take three steps back.

Got down on his knees and bowed down to Wuzai again.

He suddenly remembered in his heart that the child in front of him was born under the thousand-year-old Bodhi, when the child was born, the Bodhi was shattered, and the child had the essence of the thousand-year-old Bodhi, and it must not be underestimated.

Thinking of this, he suddenly looked at Wuqi differently, and his eyes became respectful.

Standing in front of him at this moment was not a young child, but his little uncle.

Wuqi walked to the white-clothed young man, picked up the small cricket in his hand, put it in the palm of his hand, and stroked it on the little cricket's head with his hand, and the little cricket immediately became well-behaved.

Wuqi whispered in his mouth: "It's a pity that you are not it".

Then Wuzai gently placed the little cricket on the ground, and the little cricket jumped on the ground a few times to look back at Wuzai, and then disappeared into the grass.

Let go of the little cricket, Wuqi turned his head to look at the white-clothed young man kneeling on the ground and said: Seeing that you have come and gone without a trace, would you like to teach me the way to fly?

When the young man in white heard Wuqi say this, he suddenly came to his senses.

He hurriedly got up and walked to Wuqi and said, "Uncle, the disciple has not yet learned the way of flying, and what the disciple will do now is just to walk against the wind."

Wuzai looked at the young man in white and said: It's not bad to walk against the wind, it sounds quite spirited.

The young man in white suddenly thought of something, and his face immediately became gloomy and said: "Uncle, this is not something that can be learned in an instant, it has high requirements for physical quality and intelligence, and the aura in the body.

I'm afraid... I'm afraid... Uncle Shi will not be able to do it for a long time, but it disturbs his heart.....

Speaking of this, the young man in white was embarrassed to continue.

Wuzai looked at the white-clothed young man with a somewhat embarrassed face, and said with a smile on his face: Are you afraid that I won't last a long time, but I can't blame you?

The young man in white blushed and subconsciously nodded in acquiescence.

Wuzai smiled in a young voice and said: You might as well say one or two of the mantras that go against the wind, and you will never be blamed if you don't learn, what do you think?

When the young man in white heard Wuqi say this, he instantly happily took out an old jade slip from his arms, and told Wuqi some precautions about walking against the wind.

Wu Zheng took the jade slip with the wind, studied it on his knees, and after an hour, he saw Wu Tribulation, dropped the jade slip, and a gust of wind blew and disappeared in place.

The young man in white looked at all this in front of him dumbfounded, and subconsciously rubbed his eyes, the place where Wuqi was located was indeed empty, and there was only one broken jade slip left.

He subconsciously rubbed his eyes again, he couldn't believe all this in front of him, he had gone through ten years to have Xiaocheng's "Walking against the Wind" in front of him, and the little uncle in front of him learned it in an hour.

In his heart, he was very sure that the little uncle in front of him was indeed a genius.

Thinking about this, how could he really feel embarrassed?

After ten years, people are an hour. And it's crossed on the ground, and he walks away.

Although he can now walk cross-legged against the wind, it has only been a year.

When the young man in white was extremely surprised in his heart, there was a sweet laugh from the end of the cliff of the ancestral peak.

In an instant, Wuzai returned to the white-clothed young man, picked up the jade slip, and studied it seriously.

Although I now understand the true meaning of walking against the wind, I can only fly for more than ten zhang, and when I reach a distance of ten zhang, my body will naturally stop, and then I have to breathe for a while before continuing.

For such a situation, Wuqi was very puzzled in his heart, picked up the jade slip, and studied it carefully.