"Stinky boy."

Zhou Ze looked at Jiang Jingbei's figure walking to the side, and couldn't help but smile with relief.

"Master Dao, do you think I'm a little unqualified, I haven't taught my apprentice much, but later I let my apprentice teach me." Zhou Ze smiled helplessly.

Dao Ye didn't have such a struggle: "I'm used to it."

"Huh?"

Zhou Ze asked suspiciously, "Dao Ye, what does it mean to be used to it?"

"Because your master often asks your senior brothers for advice." Dao Ye's voice was full of laughter.

Zhou Ze suddenly asked in confusion, "Then why haven't I been consulted by Master?"

"Is it possible that it's because you're lazy every day?" Dao Ye opened his mouth and said, "Could it be that I asked your master to ask you for advice on the sleeping position!"

「…」

Zhou Ze was speechless for a while.

"In that case, I should work hard." Zhou Ze said with a smile.

Then, Zhou Ze sat back in his place, stretched out his hand and slowly drew a circle in front of him.

A light purple circle of light appeared in front of Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze only felt that he had a headache, and sweat couldn't stop flowing down Zhou Ze's forehead.

It was as if a needle was on Zhou Ze's temple, pierced indiscriminately.

Zhou held his breath, endured the pain in his head, and stabilized his violently trembling fingers.

Then, Zhou Ze slowly pointed his finger to an ancient book.

The lilac aperture also slowly moved with Zhou Ze's fingers, eventually enveloping the ancient book.

Looking at the lilac aperture, wrapping the ancient books little by little, the corners of Zhou Ze's mouth also showed a smile.

"And then—"

Zhou Ze gritted his teeth, squeezed out a trace of sound from his throat, and then pointed to the bookshelf in the distance and said, "Give me over!"

After speaking, Zhou Ze's fingers suddenly pointed at the lilac aura, and jumped to the bookshelf pointed by Zhou Ze with a bang.

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Zhou Ze looked at his trembling arm and couldn't help but curse secretly.

Of course, Zhou Ze's left hand was not idle, I saw him stretch out his hand and grab his violently trembling arm.

The right finger began to draw circles on the bookshelf as he had just been.

"Hum."

After a loud sound, a dark purple circle of light appeared on the bookshelf.

Sweat fell directly down Zhou Ze's eyelashes onto the table.

But Zhou Ze couldn't care about anything else, and even used all his strength to roar in his throat: "Go!"

"Huh."

A sound of spatial fluctuations was heard.

Immediately after, Zhou Ze saw a lilac circle of light on the bookshelf, and a corner of an ancient book seemed to appear inside.

A smile slowly emerged from the corner of Zhou Ze's mouth...

"It's the first time I've tried this distance." Zhou Ze said to himself.

But suddenly, Zhou Ze couldn't control his trembling arms anymore!

The lilac aperture on the bookshelf also began to tremble violently!

But now only half of the ancient books that emerge from the lilac aperture are there!

Zhou Ze couldn't help but scold: "Hold on to me!"

Unfortunately, it backfired.

Zhou Ze's arm still couldn't be controlled after all.

The lilac aperture disappeared in response.

And the old book was even worse, cutting directly from the middle and falling silently onto the shelf.

Looking at the smooth mirror-like facet, Zhou Ze couldn't help but have a headache.

"If I teleported someone, wouldn't I cut it in two?" Zhou Ze's voice was a little crying and laughing.

"I really can't figure it out, how did Jiang Jingbei that stinky boy do it?"

"Zhou Ze, you bastard!"

Dao Ye's angry voice reached Zhou Ze's ears: "How many books have you broken my Qingfeng Taoist Temple?!"

"Calm down, Dao Ye. This is only the tenth book." Zhou Ze said with a smile.

Dao Ye's voice became sharp, and there was something incredible in it.

"What?"

"Ten?!"

Dao Ye sighed helplessly, and continued, "Zhou Ze, are the books in my Qingfeng Taoist Temple all the kind of small white text outside?"

Zhou Ze spread his hands helplessly and said, "But there are only ancient books in the study, can't you let me teleport myself?"

As he spoke, Zhou Ze pointed his finger at the ancient book that had been cut by himself just now and said, "If I become like this, wouldn't Dao Ye be distressed?"

"Cut."

Dao Ye's disdainful voice came: "The ghost feels sorry for you, you don't know how much effort my Qingfeng Dao Temple has put into collecting these ancient books?"

"Now it's all given to Huo Huo by your kid alone."

Listening to Daoye's helpless voice, Zhou Ze had no choice but to smile awkwardly: "The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants took advantage of the shade."

"Then it's really good for you to enjoy the shade, people are just enjoying the shade, and you just cut down the tree." Dao Ye said.

Zhou Zigan laughed twice: "It's okay, Dao Master, when I master the spatial teleportation channel, the ancient books of our Qingfeng Dao Temple will be fine."

"yes."

Dao Ye's voice became emotionless: "In that case, do I still have to pray for you to quickly master the Dao of Spatial Teleportation."

Zhou Zewan smiled: "Then the little brother is here, thank Dao Ye first."

"Ugh."

"That's it."

Dao Ye sighed and said, "Anyway, these things are also for you, juniors to see, when your apprentice asks you where the books have gone, don't say no."

Dao Ye naturally said that he wanted Zhou Ze to preach and teach when he was old, and the apprentices asked him why the books in his study were broken.

Zhou Ze shook his head indifferently.

"Dao Ye, are you mistaken? I don't need to worry about this kind of thing."

Zhou Ze said with a playful face: "As long as Guo Dali and Jiang Jing don't worry about the two of them."

Dao Ye replied, "It's really worthy of being taught by a master, and the molds are exactly the same."

"Master Dao, if you say bad things about my master like this, be careful that I find time to tell Old Man Lu secretly." Zhou Ze said.

While the two were laughing and talking, the door to the study was opened.

"Master, I feel that my hammer is useless against the two of them, Candle and Blue Sky!" Guo Dali ran in in a hurry.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Ze turned his head and asked, "Did the two of them get caught up in a hurry by you and start to resist?"

"It's not."

Guo Dali scratched his hair and said, "It's my blow that doesn't have much effect on the two of them now."

Zhou Ze waved his hand indifferently and said, "That's okay, wouldn't it be nice if you increased your strength a little more, I don't believe you used all your strength."

Guo Dali couldn't cry or laugh: "Master, if I use all my strength again, these two people will be killed by me."

"It's all come to this, haven't you?" Zhou Ze was stunned.

Guo Dali nodded and said, "I think my second phase is also going to end."

"In that case, it's time to steal something..." Zhou Ze muttered to himself.

Guo Dali's eyes blinked, and he leaned over to Zhou Ze's side and asked, "Stealing something?"

"Uh..."

Zhou Ze touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment.

"It's not stealing, it's borrowing something."

"Hahaha."

Looking at Zhou Ze's smile, Guo Dali smiled helplessly.

"Let's go."

Zhou Ze put down the book in his hand and walked outside.

"It's time to see both of them."