Gu Changsheng walked out of the room and subconsciously blocked his hand in front of him.

After a few moments, he adjusted to the somewhat strong sunlight and lowered his hand.

Stretching his waist, Gu Changsheng held a bamboo slip in his left hand and a peach fan in his right hand, and walked towards the house of the stubborn Taoist.

The last step of "closing the fan" is much more difficult than the first two steps, and after a week, he can be considered to have mastered it thoroughly.

When he arrived outside the old Taoist priest's house, Gu Changsheng knocked on the door and said loudly, "Heavenly Master, are you there?" ”

"Immortality? Wait a minute! ”

The stubborn Taoist took off his headphones and got up to open the door.

"Just now when I was talking to Wuji, you arrived, but it was a coincidence, did you encounter any problems?" The old Taoist priest smiled and said loudly.

Although it was a little strange what the old Taoist priest and Brother Wuji were talking about, Gu Changsheng didn't ask much.

He bent down slightly and made a gesture, and handed the bamboo slip in his hand to the stubborn Taoist.

"The cultivation is quite smooth, and I have successfully hidden the fish into the fan."

The old Taoist priest was stunned when he heard this, his eyes full of disbelief.

On the side, the voice of Brother Wuji came from the headphones placed on the table.

"Uncle Niu*! Uncle Xiaoshi's eternal god! Hahahahahaha Next time I go to the maid coffee shop, I'll order ten! Hahahahahahaha! ”

Brother Wuji's voice was extremely excited, and he was already a little delirious, and he began to talk nonsense. Just by listening to the voice, you could imagine his flushed face.

……

Although the sound of the headphones was small, the two people in the room could still hear it clearly.

The stubborn Taoist was slightly embarrassed, and quietly walked over and turned off the computer.

"Uh...... Changsheng, how many fish can you put in the fan now? ”

The old Taoist priest's face was full of anticipation, quietly waiting for Gu Changsheng's answer.

Gu Changsheng frowned slightly, looked at the peach wood fan in his hand, and said, "Probably dozens of them are still fine." ”

The stubborn Taoist was overjoyed when he heard this, turned around and walked directly to the inner room, and after a while, he walked out with a huge fish tank, and there were many golden carp in it.

Gu Changsheng squinted his eyes, and always felt that this fish was very similar to that of Yuqing Palace......

"Come, Changsheng, you try, don't be pressured, just do your best."

Without thinking much about it, Gu Changsheng unfolded the peach wood fan in his hand and slowly ran the Dao Decision.

Not long after, a normal style of water fan is formed.

The stubborn Taoist felt the stability of the water fan, and couldn't help but nod secretly, in all fairness, Gu Changsheng's water fan was much stronger than the old Taoist back then.

Admiring the horror of the human immortal in his heart, the stubborn Taoist held his breath and was ready to watch Gu Changsheng's next action.

"The Sword Comes"

Unexpectedly, Gu Changsheng did not stop, but continued to rotate the fan bone.

A moment passed, and a fan appeared in his hand.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the old Taoist priest was dumbfounded.

Gu Changsheng still had the mind to explain to the stubborn Taoist: "In this case, the fan will be much bigger, and you can put more fish." ”

The old Taoist priest nodded dumbly.

See you for a long time.

That's all he has in his head right now.

Next, Gu Changsheng flicked his wrist, and the golden carp were put into the water fan and swam freely.

Occasionally, a mischievous carp rises high and then falls heavily into the fan.

The stubborn Taoist stretched out his finger and counted the number of fish in the fan like a child.

"Forty-one, forty-two, forty-three."

Forty-three golden carp.

After a while, the old Taoist priest calmed down and began to giggle happily.

I found a treasure in a look.

He was already thinking about letting Ling Xiaozi abdicate and make way for Xian.

Gu Changsheng looked at the stunned stubborn Taoist, a little unclear.

After waiting for a long time, he whispered, "Heavenly Master? You think I've succeeded, right? ”

"No, you're still too young, take over after a few years of experience, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the public." The old Taoist was interrupted and spoke slowly.

？？？

Gu Changsheng's face was full of question marks, where and where is this?

"What is it called, Heavenly Master! I've wanted to tell you for a long time, I've all apprenticed to the teacher, what are you doing with such a life, call it Master! ”

The stubborn Taoist was full of relief, and taught Gu Changsheng a lesson with some disgust, and then continued: "Count, you are not successful in this, then Zhengyi has never succeeded in history." ”

As if remembering something, the old Taoist priest pulled Gu Changsheng and walked out the door.

"Let's go, go to Fan Pavilion!"

Being dragged suddenly, Gu Changsheng's body shook, the water fan in his hand shattered, and the golden carp fell to the ground in an instant, fluttering wildly.

With a wave of his hand, all the carp fell into the tank.

After a short time, the two arrived at the door of the Fan Pavilion.

From a distance, Gu Changsheng heard Brother Wuji's voice.

When I got closer, I saw that there were people standing under the giant fan at the door of the Fan Pavilion.

Brother Wuji stood in the middle of the crowd, dancing and talking.

"I really didn't lie to you, Uncle Xiao has succeeded! I just heard that. ”

The surrounding monks were skeptical of his words.

"Wuji, we have heard that Uncle Xiao has amazing talent, but he has succeeded in more than a week, aren't you kidding?"

Someone in the crowd spoke, and the rest of the crowd chimed in.

"Wuji didn't tell a lie."

Beside Gu Changsheng, the stubborn Taoist turned pale and said loudly.

Hearing his voice, the monks who saw the excitement were all straight faced, and they all bent down to salute.

Walking to the door of the Fan Pavilion with Gu Changsheng, the old Taoist priest said very seriously: "Cultivators, don't make subjective assumptions, you must always remember this. ”

The monk bowed his head and said, "Understood."

Only Brother Wuji straightened his waist and stood in the crowd with a proud face, like a big rooster who had won a fight.

Looking at Gu Changsheng, Brother Wuji's eyes were full of admiration.

Now in his eyes, Gu Changsheng is no longer just a junior uncle, a great nobleman, a cash cow, and a god of wealth.

Looking at Gu Changsheng, Brother Wuji's heart was already a little fluttering.

He closed his eyes, as if he had heard a delicate sound in his ears.

"Master, you're back~"

Brother Wuji wiped the saliva from his mouth, and made up his mind with a stupid smile: "Next time I go to the maid coffee shop, he will directly charter the venue." ”

After the stubborn Taoist reprimanded his disciples, he turned his head to look at Gu Changsheng.

His expression changed at the speed of light, and a satisfied smile was put on his face again, and the old Taoist priest said loudly.

"Come, Changsheng, do your best to let them see the hidden fish of Uncle Zhengyi."

Hearing his words, Gu Changsheng was slightly suffocated, and said loudly: "Then you have to change the fan, this fan is still a little small." ”

The stubborn Taoist was full of surprise, and with a wave of his hand, he asked people to take out all the fans in the fan pavilion.

"No problem, you can choose Changsheng yourself, and use which one you like."

Gu Changsheng stopped the person who went to get the fan, he pointed to the giant peach wood fan hanging above the fan pavilion, and said loudly.

"You don't need to take anything else, this is the most suitable."

was stopped by Gu Changsheng's words, and there was silence at the door of the Fan Pavilion.