Body of God: Body of a Thousand Treasures (2)

"Master. An old and strong voice came from outside the door, and although the door was wide open, the person who came stood outside the door with a very respectful manner, bowing his head, and did not forget the number of etiquette because he wanted to see his master so much.

The person standing outside the door was the only student of the old man, and he was still in his sixties, although his face was wrinkled, especially the heavy dark circles at the corners of his eyes. However, the ruthless years did not make him fade and the unique elegant temperament of a scholar, but highlighted his calm and chivalrous temperament.

Although he is the acting head of the Shadow Gate, he is known to be able to provoke the girder of the entire Shadow Gate. At will, his master Wang Meng was able to travel outside with peace of mind.

"Bamboo Wind, come in. The old man looked at the door, because he hadn't seen his apprentice for three years, why did an old man who had lived for more than a thousand years only accept one apprentice?

It turned out that the master was looking for an apprentice, just like Wang Ba looked at mung beans, and he wanted to have the right eyes.

Wang Zhufeng is very kind of the temper of the head Wang Meng. There is no excessive red tape, and there is no unnecessary care, in the heyday of Confucianism, monarchs, ministers, fathers, sons, and sons are the absolute mainstream, and the informal number of shadows is rare.

Wang Zhufeng is also regarded as the queen of famous families, so everyone calls him Wuyi Wang Lang. It's not that he likes to wear black clothes, but that he is a descendant of the Jiangdong Langya Wang family. Langya Wang clan is a pivotal branch of the Wang surname clan, but all the long history of Jiangzuo Wang, the Southern Dynasty Wang refers to their branch, celebrities are also the Qin and Han dynasties of Wang Jian and Wang Ben, the Wei and Jin Dynasty Wang Dao, the north and south of the Qi Liang period of a generation of Confucian master Wang Jian, the Liang Dynasty Wang Rong, Wang Ji, Wang Bao, Wang Su......

"Master, I heard that you have returned, and I have come to pay a visit. Wang Zhufeng's black hair was already mixed with white hair, but his face looked even older. The eyelids are lying on their stomachs, like a capital eight characters, as if there is nothing in the world that can make its eyebrows flutter.

When he saw his master, he was surprised a lot, he was eleven years old and practiced with his master, and his master's long black hair had been flowing for fifty years. If he saw that his master's hair was still flowing but had turned snow-white, he didn't always have a big imagination, and he couldn't imagine what his master had done.

Although Wang Zhufeng was surprised, he would never be curious, let alone ask his master, because if the master wanted to say it, he would naturally say it. This sentence is the reason why the old man likes this apprentice, and he never asks about things that have nothing to do with self-cultivation and governing the country and leveling the world.

It turns out that learning to ask questions is also a science.

"Just in time!" the old man pointed to the baby boy in his wife's arms, who had just settled down. "He will be your junior brother in the future, you have to teach him literature and martial arts well, and then ......" The old man is like a father who wants his son to become a dragon, and when the child is still a baby or still in the mother's womb, he doesn't even know the gender, he or she plans everything for him or her.

After the old man finished speaking, he also felt funny, and a shallow smile appeared on his tired face.

"Master, don't you teach him personally?" Wang Zhufeng walked patiently in front of Shi Niang, but the baby boy in his arms, a woman who had never given birth, would never be able to learn the correct posture of holding a child.

No matter how chubby and warm and comfortable the master was, the little baby was still restless and writhing, looking restless.

"Master, I'll hug it~~"

Although Shi Niang likes this fleshy baby boy very much, she is really a little powerless to hold him for a long time. Really picked up the child, and did not see others pick up the child as easily.

Wang Zhufeng is still the grandfather of four children, of course, he is handy for this little guy, constantly smacking his mouth, pretending to be grimaces, for a Confucian leader, a sect of Changmen, to do such a thing, it is really a bit funny, but this kind of funny has the warmth of driving away the autumn wind.

"Master, what's the name of my junior brother?" Wang Zhufeng hugged his junior brother and liked it very much, although his eyebrows and eyes were not completely opened, but at first glance, he knew that he was a talented embryo.

After Wang Zhufeng asked the question, he knew that he had asked the wrong person, and maybe the name of the junior brother was also a question that should not be asked. Because the old man's face was just as confused.

The old man can answer the questions of the world, such as the time when the Ming Dynasty was about to fall, the true meaning of Liu Bowen's "Song of Baked Cakes", and the time node of the rise and fall of the world and the corresponding world in Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang's "Tui Bei Tu...... But he couldn't answer the name of his apprentice.

"I think it's my surname, it's called Wang Liuzi. When the old man finished speaking, a sudden flush suddenly appeared on his tired face, and he obviously thought of something that made an old man with gray hair who had lived a thousand years old shy.

"It's not allowed to call that woman's name!" Shi Niang, who had been immersed in joy, suddenly had a fiery temper coming up, although Wang Zhufeng always felt that Shi Niang's personality was too perverse.

But this time, he felt that his wife was very reasonable and self-contained. The name of his child is actually the name of her husband's first love, who can accept it, in this case, is it not a kind of self-contained performance to be able not to use words such as "wild woman", "that cheap", "that **" and so on?

The reason why the old woman didn't scold her mother was not because of how high her cultivation was, when she was the enemy of the demon capital and the beings of the three worlds of heaven and earth, she had no self-cultivation.

The reason why she was reluctant to mention the woman in filthy terms was because she was dead, dead nine hundred years ago, reduced to dust, and the whereabouts of her bones were not without search. Moreover, she is her husband's first love, although she has only been with him for less than a year.

She didn't want to make him sad, she didn't want to touch his bottom line, and she didn't allow the bottom line of slandering that woman's name.

"Master, I'm still holding my junior brother, but my eldest son is there. The eldest daughter-in-law just gave birth a few months ago, and the younger brother is most suitable to take care of him. "It is difficult for a Qing official to decide family affairs, and Wang Zhufeng does not want to get involved in the quarrel between the master and the master. When people are arguing, they can say any secrets, prejudices, and cruel words. It is best for two people to quarrel at random, and it is best to have only two people present, and two people who quarrel.

"Okay, you send the child over, and I'll have something to tell you when I get back. The old man waved his hand and asked Wang Zhufeng to go and come back quickly.

The empty house was again the same as it had been three years ago, leaving only the old man and the old woman. Only the two of them remained, but they did not quarrel - the old man did not quarrel, he had learned a great deal but not this one, and the old woman did not want to parry.

"Okay, good~~ Don't be angry. If you don't call Wang Liuzi, you won't call it, and you won't be so angry. I learned Taoism at the beginning, and I am also a Taoist disciple of cultivation for life, so I should name my apprentices according to the characters arranged by my master. I am from the golden generation, and my apprentice should be from the wooden generation......"

"That's called Wang Li!" the old woman didn't listen to the old man's explanation at all. Because she knows that even a smart woman can't hear the lies made up by stupid men.

She didn't explain, and he didn't ask. Because he already knew what he meant: my surname bears hers.

Her surname is Li, a very ordinary surname, and her name is Li Jing, a very ordinary name. Just by listening to the name, no one can know that she is already an old woman who is more than 900 years old, and no one will know that she was once a female devil, a real devil.

Because she was originally the princess of the demon world, maybe you may not have heard of her name, but you must have heard of the name of the princess of the immortal killer.

You don't know her strength, but you must have heard of her deeds in the hall - in the Tang Dynasty, three years after days, bloody stumps and broken arms such as severed fingers, tongues, and ears suddenly fell in the sky, covering the land of Chang'an for ten miles, and at that end of the time, the dogs of every household were reddened by bloody flesh; during the reign of Zhao Guangyi of Song Taizong, the business of Taoist temples and coffin shops was particularly good during that period, which was also due to her, because she actually traveled in more than 30 places overnight and killed thousands of lives. This was the case for six days.

The best Golan Washer in business was also deserted a lot.

"Okay, okay~~ according to you!" the old man made a concession very happily. A name is just a symbol, and it doesn't matter what it's called, as long as it's not ugly.

The surname Wang seems to be a very good surname, although there is no big surname Wang in all dynasties who has ever been an emperor, but it seems that any name is very good, as long as it is not called Wang Ba.

"I'm only going to be in the Shadow Gate for three days this time, and I'll be down the mountain after three days. ”

"When will you be back?" the old woman leaned against the old man, and her age did not prevent her from attaching herself to him. She was the one who chased him in the first place.

"I ...... I may not be coming back. ”

"......," the old woman was speechless for a moment. "Why? Every time you go you tell me when you come back, why this time ...... "Nothing can stop a woman's tears from flowing, just as there is no way to stop a flying bird from falling to the ground."

"My limit is approaching!" the old man said very indifferently, without a trace of regret, and his voice was very fulfilling.

"Hehe~~" The old woman smiled easily, he felt that the old man was joking with him, because he was a god-level cultivator, although it was an exaggeration to say that he would live with the sky, but a thousand years is one year old, and he can live to be a hundred years old.

"I'm serious. The old man said earnestly, he was very serious. Others call him a book maniac, because he reads too much, he always talks to himself, and puts forward his own opinions to refute his original opinions. But the person who said he was crazy at the beginning, seeing his expression now, would never think that he was talking crazy. "Maybe I can't avoid the catastrophe!"

"Heavenly Tribulation!?We are all gods!How can we still endure Heavenly Tribulation!"

"Because, I have already divided the inner dan in half and opened the forbidden technique!"