"Dare to ask where the king Daoyou in the mouth of the national teacher is sacred?"

Chief soldier Zhou Yuji looked puzzled, "Why haven't we seen it before?" ”

"This Wang Daoyou is Wang Shouren, and the source of this must be known to the general soldiers."

Zhang Zhiwei didn't care and said, "The general soldier lost a Yangming handwritten book in the old way, and I noticed the spiritual imprint of Wang Daoyou in it, so I kept his soul and revived it in the world." ”

"Ahh

Zhou Yuji's head was a little down when he heard this, and he felt that the information revealed by this national teacher in an understatement was a bit big.

This at least reveals that there is the will of the sage in the sage's handwriting, and the key message that this national master can resurrect people's souls.

Any one of these pieces of information, if revealed, I am afraid that people will be shocked.

"I see, it seems that the king saint is reliving a new life!"

Liang Youyi on the side understood the concept of this, "It's just Master, I'm not mistaken, Tianlei just chopped this Flying Yaksha to death, and now that Flying Yaksha is resurrected again, there should be an ominous!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the dark clouds in the sky condense again, and the sky was about to darken again.

Of course, it's not this disciple's crow's mouth, but this is the law of heaven and earth in the world of ghosts blowing out the lantern.

And if you want not to be noticed by heaven and earth, you can only hide underground, otherwise why is the theme of this world tomb robbery?

"Yes, so the teacher plans to take Wang Daoyou back, there is no such calamity over there."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded and said, "Now that the things that came to Daming are basically done, it's time to go back." ”

"Wow, that's great, Master, we're going back!"

Liang Youyi was elated when he heard this, and he was still bouncing in front of Zhang Zhiwei, as if he was a child.

"Alas, Brother Liang, the sun is setting, it is the time for you and me to part!"

Chief soldier Zhou Yuji sighed, "It's just that after saying goodbye, I don't know how long it will take to see you again." ”

"Hahaha, I'll come here often when I have the chance, but it depends on Master."

The third Liang Youyi came over and gave Zhou Yuji a big hug, "Brother Zhou, cherish!" ”

"Brother Liang cherishes!"

Zhou Yuji also responded with a hug, and the two big men burst into tears here, as if they were parting from life and death.

Zhang Zhiwei, who was watching, was a little speechless.

"By the way, there's a red-haired one!"

After hugging, Liang Youyi noticed Chen Hongmao on the side, and immediately came over to hug him.

"Eh, Brother Liang, the golden light on your body is very piercing, so..."

Chen Hongmao took a step back, his eyes a little hesitant.

"Hahaha, Brother Liang, there are always regrets in the world, don't care, you can go!"

When the atmosphere was stagnant, the chief soldier Zhou Yuji came over to play a round.

"Cut, this Daoist doesn't care about you little zombie!"

Liang Youyi pursed his lips, and then looked at Zhang Zhiwei expectantly, "Then Master, let's go!" ”

"You can't go!"

Just Zhang Zhiwei's words made Liang Youyi stunned in place.

"Huh? Master, what do you say? ”

The third Liang Youyi was a little incredulous, he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"The third child, you can't go!"

"The Heavenly Master promised you to come and assist me!"

Before Zhang Zhiwei could answer, a figure wearing a dragon robe flew from under the city.

This person is the Ming Emperor Zhu Cihong, I saw that he was carrying a skull with a spine in his hand, and the mouth of the skull was sealed with a cloth, and several people knew it instantly.

The Ming Emperor obviously deliberately sealed Duoduo's mouth in order not to disturb the conversation in the city, so he cooked.

He was so gentle, I cried to death.

Zhang Zhiwei complained in his heart, but he said to Liang Youyi, "Third child, you are already a catastrophe in our world, but you will die in a few years, but now that you have entered this world, everything is still unknown." ”

"Master, are you sure you didn't sell me to the Ming Emperor?"

Liang Youyi pointed at Zhu Cihong, and said helplessly, "You see that the harath on the mouth of the Ming Emperor is about to fall." ”

"Ahem, cough, I'm thirsty for talent, that's why I'm drooling."

Zhu Cihong wiped his saliva without a trace, and said, "I promise you to come to the Ming Dynasty, and your status is under me and the national teacher, which is the status of one person and ten thousand people." ”

"Even if I am in the original world, I am below one person and above ten thousand."

Liang Youyi said speechlessly, "Our nine disciples are not divided into upper and lower disciples, but the master is the first in the world, so in this way, my status is still below one person and above ten thousand, what is the difference?" ”

"What you say makes so much sense, I am speechless."

Zhu Cihong was immediately speechless, not knowing how to refute.

"Well, if you really don't want to stay here, that's fine."

Zhang Zhiwei sighed helplessly when he heard this, "It's just that after a few years, the teacher can only send white-haired people to black-haired people." ”

"Wait!"

Maybe it's the discovery of conscience, maybe it's really wanting to do something for the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Zhiwei's three disciples exude a strong righteous light at the moment, and he said righteously, "There is a saying in the world, I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, the water, fire and suffering of the people of the Ming Dynasty, let me Liang Youyi come to save it!" ”

"You kid!"

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the three disciples with some disgust, "Under one person, the status above ten thousand people seems to be very wronged by you." ”

"Hahaha."

Liang Youyi just touched his skull and didn't refute it.

"Okay, since you agree to stay in Daming, then you have to find a way to end it as a teacher."

Zhang Zhiwei beckoned Chen Hongmao with a single move of his arm, and then a reverse anger covered his face, causing it to change.

At the same time, he also urged the parasitic will in his body, moving flesh and blood, and transforming muscles and bones.

Chen Hongmao is a zombie, so naturally he has no pain, and he is at the mercy of Zhang Zhiwei at this moment, because he knows that this benefactor will not harm himself.

"Master, what are you doing here?"

Lao Sanliang Youyi looked puzzled.

"Give the red hair a disguise."

Zhang Zhiwei replied lightly, but the movements in his hands were non-stop.

Soon, Chen Hongmao's appearance and physique changed dramatically, and the whole person became much older and more rickety, like an old man.

"What is the easy appearance of red hair?!"

Liang Youyi was still a little blindsided, "Are you going to use my drifting fist?" But red hair isn't too ugly! ”

"Brother Liang, of course the national teacher is easy for you!"

Zhou Yuji, as a bystander, saw it clearly, "The red hair is now becoming your appearance!" ”

"What?!"

Liang Youyi, who heard this, was startled, he took a closer look, and found that this Chen Hongmao really looked the same as himself unconsciously, and even his figure was very similar.