Three days later, Zhuo Yuming took Zeng Yue and Han Qing to say goodbye to Zeng Laosi and went to the nearest ferry port to Qiaotou Village, planning to take a ferry to Nie's house in Fuyao Prefecture.

On a giant interstate ferry called Breaking Waves, Zhuo Yuming met a person he really didn't want to see.

If you rank the characters that Zhuo Yuming avoids the most, the only one who comes to the devil and Buddha is the old Confucian master Zhuang Zhou in front of him.

For the ghost Rulai, Zhuo Yuming is more of an unknown fear and awe from the depths of his heart, after all, one of the deviant Five Emperors has always acted without any rules, and he does not dare to guarantee whether the Demon Buddha, who was still talking happily at the last moment, will suddenly kill the next moment, that is a kind of fearful fear. And this Confucian master is completely different, this old gentleman is very easy to speak, but he is too "good" to speak. Once you meet him, unless the old master has a good chat with you, you will be poor and fall into the Yellow Spring, and you will have no escape.

Just looking at the attitude of Feng Xing and Ling Ruoxu, who are the Five Emperors, the two celestials who stand at the top of the Void Spirit Realm, to avoid the old master like a wolf and tiger, it can be seen.

This extremely senior old master also caught Zhuo Yuming's figure for the first time, and his eyes lit up immediately. This kid can be a man and speak, knows how to respect the old and love the young, does not dislike the chatter of the elderly, and is a good child. Since the old master met Zhuo Yuming in Qixia Prefecture, he has a good view of him.

Seeing that the old master did not hesitate to abandon a strange middle-aged man from the previous and walked over with a happy face, Zhuo Yuming knew that this cross-state trip would be difficult to purify.

With Zeng Yue and Han Qing respectfully saluting the old master, the old master nodded with a smile, and finally did not forget the middle-aged man who was still trembling behind him, and waved his hand to signal that he could kneel. The mountain and wild cultivator who returned to the Tibetan realm was like being pardoned at the moment, and made a gesture at the back of the old master, and left in a hurry, and before turning around, he also cast a grateful look at Zhuo Yuming, who saved him from the sea of suffering.

Zhuo Yuming smiled bitterly in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. When encountering such a big Buddha, I can only wait carefully.

"Zhuo boy, why did you come to Zhongshenzhou, are these two little dolls your juniors or disciples. ”

The elated old master, who had been in drought for a long time and had met his old acquaintance in another country, glanced at the two young people with a smile, and asked Zhuo Yuming.

Zhuo Yuming truthfully explained: "This is the newly accepted disciple of the younger generation, this is Zeng Yue, who was born in a small village in Shenzhou. This is Han Qing, who was originally a disciple of a second-rate sect in Fuyao Prefecture, the Immortal Sect, but was later kicked out of the door wall, and was accepted under the door after I met him. ”

Although the old master does not have the magic of pupils such as blue eyes and white pupils, Confucianism also has a unique art of looking at qi, and with the realm of the old master's eyesight, he can naturally see Zeng Yue's superb talent at a glance. As for Han Qing on the side, his qualifications are too ordinary. But as an old goblin who has lived for nearly 10,000 years, it is naturally impossible to ask Zhuo Yuming face-to-face why he accepted such an ordinary child.

"Yes, yes, both children are good, your kid has a good eye. ”

The old master stood on tiptoe and smiled and touched the heads of the two who were already slender, looking kind and elderly. The other hand reached into his bosom and touched it, took out a seal and a pocket dagger, and handed them to each of them.

"Come on, come on, since we are Zhuo Xiaozi's apprentices, then we are two generations apart, and this meeting gift must be given. ”

The two children, who were born poor and had never seen much of the world, both looked at Zhuo Yuming, with a cautious expression, not daring to accept the old master's gift.

Zhuo Yuming said with a smile: "The elder doesn't dare to resign, since it is the intention of the seniors, you just have to accept it." ”

With Zhuo Yuming's permission, the two reached out to take it and thanked the old master with a happy face.

Zhuo Yuming looked at the magic weapon in the hands of the two, what Han Qing obtained was a three-inch-long white jade short sword, which should be an attacking magic weapon. Looking at the silver light flowing on the short sword, the breath should be a powerful magic weapon for the first to enter the spiritual product. As a magic weapon for the cultivator of the Leakless Realm, it is more than enough.

The small seal that Zeng Yue held in his hand was much more ordinary, dark brown in color, and looked like a sandalwood carving. There is a lion carved on the top, stepping on the sun and moon shape, vivid and lifelike. The bottom paragraph is engraved with the words "see the sages and think together" in a thin gold body, and the pen is sharp, but there is a harmonious artistic conception, which is from the hands of everyone in the world at a glance. There is a strong literary atmosphere on the whole seal, and it is magnificent.

Zhuo Yuming couldn't help but be surprised, what kind of ordinary magic weapon is this seal, it is obviously a perennial offering of a certain great Confucian. The lingering wind on the seal is the best proof of this.

"Senior, is this a little too valuable?"

Zhuo Yuming was a little uneasy in his heart and asked.

The old master looked like he was casually giving two ordinary objects, waved his hand and said: "What is valuable or not, it is just a plaything, and it can be carried close to the child, which can deter demons and stabilize the Dao heart." Putting it on the old man is just a waste. You kid don't ink, old man, what I gave out, which round will get your beak. ”

Seeing that the old master insisted, Zhuo Yuming didn't say anything more, just asked the two of them to put away their things and teach them how to use them later.

There are restaurants, tea houses, shops, gambling houses on cross-state ferries of this scale. Originally, the old master wanted to pull Zhuo Yuming to have a drink of two cups, but he could take care of the two and a half children, and it was still early before the meal, so he changed his route to the teahouse to drink tea.

Just received the two meeting gifts from the old master, and to express how much, Zhuo Yuming took the initiative to take out the little best spiritual tea left on his body and handed it to the store to brew on his behalf. After all, it is generally rare to see high-quality tea leaves in such ordinary tea houses, and most of them are varieties with ordinary prices.

After tasting Zhuo Yuming's own spiritual tea, the old master who was also a gluttonous and greedy with the demon lord was also praised.

The two chatted casually, and Zhuo Yuming learned that the old master had just returned from the Demon Town.

Due to the retreat and breakthrough to the realm of heaven and man, although the old master who missed the battle between the two clans knew the outcome of the defeat of the demon clan, he was somewhat worried about whether the demon clan had any back. This seemingly unreliable senior is a Confucian master after all, and the scholar has the world in mind and cares about the people's livelihood, and he will not be at ease if he doesn't go to Nanchizhou to take a look at it in person.

After seeing the ban of the Demon God Temple, the old master who originally planned to spend a lot of time in the Demon City was indeed driven out by Feng Xing.

The old master, who had been coldly ridiculed by Feng Xing several times, now finally crossed the moat to prove that he was a celestial man, and naturally he had to boast in front of Feng Xing. And Feng Xing, who was already weak-tempered, was really annoyed, and was filled with the magic sound in his ears like an appendage from the old master every day, so that this Feng general, who was at the peak of the world's martial arts, was exhausted of all his patience bit by bit.

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