Tables, chairs, cups and pots, inkstones, paper and pens, and a faint fragrance of ink wafting in the air, making people feel refreshed and adding a lot of tranquility and purity. It is difficult for ordinary people to imagine that the Five Thunder Venerables, one of the Nine Venerables, would live like a mortal's study.

However, the dwelling place is a dead thing, and if the people in it are different, the temperament will naturally be very different. Because there are five thunders standing in front of the case, the study room that is so simple that it looks rough has been changed and turned into a king's residence.

Waiting in front of the door was Ran Bushu, who was like a mountain, standing in front of the door that was not more than two circles bigger than him, giving people the feeling that ants were crawling under the mountain and the homeless people were standing in front of the army.

Still calm, only small.

This time to step on Sumeru, Ran Bujing is one of the people who have gone farthest, a few steps away from being able to face the mountain king, the strength is strong, the depth of the heritage, can be called the first of the students. Since the five thunders had not yet left, he stayed for the time being, and when all things were understood, he would enter the inner courtyard and embark on a path completely different from that of ordinary monks.

When he found the figure of Thirteen Lang from afar, Ran Bu grabbed a few steps and said, "Brother Xiao is here, the family teacher is writing a pair of words, can you wait." ”

Family teacher is his latest name for Wulei, and Thirteen Lang gently returned the salute and said, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Ran." ”

Ran Bu said politely: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, Brother Xiao's blessing, I should have thanked you if I wasn't surprised." ”

Thirteen Lang said curiously, "What does it have to do with me?"

Ran Bujing looked a little ashamed, and said: "Dabi battle, I was not surprised to see Brother Xiao's demeanor, I was deeply shocked, and then I had the guidance of my master, and I could benefit from meditating on it, which is the credit of Brother Xiao." ”

If someone else says this kind of thing, not only does it not seem beautiful, but it makes people feel provocative and sarcastic, but when it comes out of Ran Bu's mouth, it seems extraordinarily sincere and moderate, making people feel close for no reason. Shisanlang looked at this fat man who looked gentle and pure, and couldn't help but sigh.

He said sincerely: "In the inner courtyard in the future, if it is convenient for Brother Ran, please take care of Tong Qi." ”

Ran Bu was slightly surprised, and then whispered: "Brother Xiao doesn't enter the inner courtyard?"

"Nope. ”

Thirteen Lang nodded and said, "I'm a casual person, where can I stand the restraints." ”

Ran Bu looked at him like a monster, and finally showed a little surprise.

Jusan Lang said, "The ...... I asked before"

"Uh...... As it should be, as it should be. ”

Ran Bu came to his senses and said in a loud voice: "As students from the outer courtyard, they should be in the same breath, this ......"

Xu was too shocked, Ran Buyi hadn't fully digested the flavor, and he made a mistake when he spoke. At this moment, the majestic sound of five thunders came from inside the house. The voice is not big, not too small, not heavy, not light, plain, but unquestionable.

"Come in. ”

The sound is not big, not small, not heavy, not light, plain, unquestionable.

Hearing his words, Shisanlang raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said goodbye to Ran Bujing calmly, patted his shirt again, and then walked into the room.

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Lei Zun has the appearance of a king, this is the unanimous consensus of all those who have seen him, the dragon is a big brother, heavy eyebrows, his expression is not angry and self-imposing, his gestures are like thunder, every move is hidden with heavenly might, looking at it from a distance, he feels that the load on his legs is unbearable, and he needs to look up and bow his head to express respect.

In close contact, Shisanlang felt as if he was facing a thousand-year-old city, and his eyes were slightly condensed to give birth to a collision-like feeling, and after a long time, his palms unconsciously oozing sweat. Especially after hearing what he said, his heart sank violently, and he almost thought that he had changed color.

"From the moment you see this seat, this seat knows ......" Wulei paused, pulled out a zuihou stroke, carefully put away the wolf, looked back at Thirteen Lang, and said with thin lips.

"You want to kill me. ”

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Some students want to kill the Venerable, if such words are spread, I don't know how many people will fall their jaws, and how many people will "laugh", not shocked, but bored.

Wu Lei did not feel bored at all, his expression was extremely positive, his eyes were majestic, and although his voice was flat, it carried a meaning that did not allow any refutation and justification. ...,

Whatever the king says, the word is spoken, and the law will follow.

Shisanlang bowed his head slightly and said, "The student doesn't understand, please make it clear to the Venerable." ”

Wu Lei glanced at him and stopped looking at him, and said lightly: "It's a good habit to be quiet, because whether it's pretending or not, others can't guess what he thinks in his heart." ”

His thin lips were slightly curved, and he said with a little self-deprecation: "The deity is good at this. ”

Shisanro bowed his head silently, unable to speak and didn't know what to say.

"When I first heard your name, the deity collected some information, and asked you if you wanted to become a disciple of the deity, but you rejected it. Afterwards, the deity thought of several possibilities, but none of them could be explained, and it was not until the moment Dabi saw you that the deity really understood the reason. ”

"Don't worry, the deity doesn't intend to pursue it. ”

Wulei said indifferently: "When you grow up to the ability to kill the deity, the deity will either re-enter reincarnation, or you will have already embarked on the immortal path, and you will not belong to the people in this realm, so ......"

Intentionally or not, after a pause, he continued, "No matter why you hate the deity to this extent, it doesn't make sense. ”

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Thirteen Lang's body trembled slightly, and he didn't open his mouth to respond to his words, Wu Lei didn't care about his response, or whether he responded, he looked at the words on the table, and his expression was slightly complacent.

"The deity will leave Ziyun soon, I heard that you are good at ink treasure, and it just so happens that I also have this preference, so I specially asked you to take a look at how the deity is written. ”

Thirteen Lang's heart was slightly cold, secretly thinking that he could even find out this kind of leisure, and what else he didn't know. Suppressing the shock, I looked at it, and saw five big characters that penetrated the back of the paper and were as strong as thunder.

"The mountain is high, I am the peak!"

After watching it for a long time, Shisanlang sincerely admired: "Good words!"

"When I was not cultivating, the deity used to drink with my friends in the ink method, and now that I think about it, the days at that time were actually much more leisurely than now. After starting to cultivate, the deity has not touched the things in the cup for thousands of years, but this hobby of writing cannot be pulled, and he has remained in the Tao until now. ”

There was a slight emotion in his voice, and Wu Lei motioned to Thirteen Lang to come forward, and said with a rare smile: "Writing has nothing to do with cultivation, if you are interested, you might as well show one or two, or you can relieve the depression in your heart a little, and it will be beneficial in the future." ”

Hearing his words, Thirteen Lang raised his head after a moment of silence, clasped his fists and said, "Dare not obey your fate." ”

He walked to the bookcase, looked at the words on the table that were as heavy as mountains, and after a half-mutter, he picked up the pen and waved it below.

After finishing the book, Shisanlang stepped back and said, "The student still has homework, and if His Holiness does not admonish him, the student will resign." ”

Wulei Dao's eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyes fell on the paper, and he didn't answer his words.

It wasn't until Thirteen Lang said it again that he came to his senses and waved lightly: "Go." ”

Thirteen Lang saluted respectfully, walked to the door, and suddenly spoke: "Yelian has taken the student's mount, and the student should personally ask for it in the future." ”

Wu Lei Zhou frowned and said, "Is it the donkey......"

Jusan Lang replied, "Exactly." ”

Wulei thought for a while and said, "No need, the deity will return it to you with her." ”

"When?"

"When the time is right. ”

For some reason, Wulei's voice was a little weak, and he didn't speak anymore after saying a word, just looked at the desktop quietly and muttered for a long time.

There were a few more words on the table, and the handwriting was so vivid and ethereal that no matter how heavy the mountain was, it could not be calmed down, and it seemed as if it was going to lift the mountain range into the air and reach the heavenly palace.

"There are no mountains in the sky!"

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Please!

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