The base of the state provincial able, in the office of the Supreme Commander. The national character face, a one-star major general with a height of 1.8 meters, wears a cloak unique to a different group. Because of the relationship of supernatural powers, they can't come and go as freely as those people. I could only pull the window and prepare to escape, but half of my leg stuck out of the window, and I froze there.

He slapped his forehead and said with a bitter face, "No, this is my office, where else can I go?"

I was almost stunned by the arrival of that person,

"Didn't you say that this big guy was in retreat and cultivating? Now, I can't get any of the sects. Major General Yixing muttered, not daring to say it out loud, looking a bit like a little daughter-in-law who was angry and didn't dare to make a noise.

Then he whispered. Only he could hear it. "It's a pity. ”

He walked back to his desk, flattened his clothes, and sat there in style. Like, nothing happened just now. When he looked at Wang Junyao, he smiled, as if the scene Wang Junyao saw just now was an illusion.

Wang Junyao thought to himself, who is this person who is talking? It is so powerful! One sentence scared away the responsible persons of more than a dozen sects, and even the supreme commander of the base almost fled.

Moreover, the gap between these people and the front and back is not so big, okay!!

Just now, all of them were fierce and fierce, and no one was convinced, but now they are like rabbits who hear the voice of tigers.

The space in the office fluctuated, and a figure appeared silently. A broad back, thick shoulders, and long silver hair that goes over the shoulder. A bun was tied on the top of his head, and a hairpin that exuded a strong aura passed through.

This person was wearing a wide plain robe, with round-mouthed black and white ten-square shoes on his feet, and a handful of white dust on his left arm. The objects on his body, the color and breath are not ordinary.

The whole person exudes a powerful aura, giving people a feeling of being uplifted by the mountains. At this moment, it was as if heaven and earth were running around him.

Seeing the old Taoist priest appear, the one-star major general immediately stood up and saluted, and greeted politely: "Rulong Zhenren, are you okay lately?"

In Wang Junyao's eyes, this powerful and powerful major general with real power actually behaved a little restrained! Although he was also affected by the aura of the old Taoist priest who appeared out of thin air, it was not like this.

"Well, that's it, let you down, still alive. The old Taoist priest's voice was very loud and full of energy.

"Look at your old words, who can be so rebellious and hope that something will happen to you?" Major General Yixing smiled a little embarrassedly, who dared to tell the truth in front of him, it was simply a long life.

"Real person, please take a seat!" the one-star major general gave up his position and made a gesture of please.

"Hmm. ”

The old Taoist priest answered, then strode over and sat down unceremoniously. As soon as Fang sat down, the old Taoist priest's right hand took out a shiny, golden-colored chicken leg and took a bite. At the same time, his eyelids were raised, and his gaze fell on Wang Junyao casually.

With this casual gaze, Wang Junyao felt as if he had been scanned hundreds of times, and there was no secret in the slightest. Those eyes with traces of age seem to be able to directly see through people's souls.

"Are you Wang Junyao?" the old Taoist priest asked vaguely, withdrew his gaze, and then ate his own chicken legs. He didn't care about the oil dripping from the dripping drumsticks, and let them fall on the placket.

"Young man, hurry up and meet the real person like a dragon. He is Taishan Beidou in the cultivation world, a real giant! A person who sneezes and trembles three times in the capable world. The one-star major general greeted him sensibly, and a sycophant shot was struck.

"Boy, meet the real person. Wang Junyao clenched his fists, bowed to the old Taoist, and quietly looked at this Taishan Beidou with his residual eyes.

The old Taoist priest's facial features are three-dimensional, like a knife cut, his eyebrows are not angry and self-threatening, and his eyes are flowing with the vicissitudes of time.

"Well, yes, yes! I'm a little older, and it's not a problem. The old Taoist priest looked Wang Junyao up and down a few times, and was very satisfied with him. The chicken thighs in his hands were eaten cleanly, but the chicken bones were thrown away at random and thrown on the clean ground.

The one-star major general saw it in his eyes, but he didn't dare to complain at all.

At this moment, the space flickered, and the Shaolin monk in a purple robe just now appeared in the office again. He respectfully waved at the old Taoist priest Rulong Zhenren, and sang Amitabha Buddha and said, "Senior, can you let the disciple bring Wang Junyao back to Shaolin Temple?"

The old Taoist priest looked at the Shaolin monk and said, "No!"

"Please also ask your predecessors to cut their love!!" the Shaolin monk couldn't help it, as if he was asking for his life.

"I know it's love, and I still say it, do you say you stinky bald asses are fake?" said the old Taoist priest, and the tone of voice could not be heard at all.

Wang Junyao, who was standing behind the Shaolin monk, broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the Shaolin monk's few words. I thought, is this Taoist priest so terrible?

The Shaolin monk was about to say something, but after a few snorts, he still didn't dare to say it. I can only stand there with my head bowed, and I can't walk, and I can't go. At this moment, where is there still a monk, it is like a primary school student who has been trained by the head teacher.

"Get out!" the old Taoist priest waved his hand.

"Senior...... Hmm...... "The Shaolin monk didn't give up, and he was ready to persuade, but he found that he couldn't speak, and something was blocked in his mouth.

When I looked closely, it was a fragrant pork sausage, and I was so frightened that I swallowed it in one bite.

"Phew...... Bah...... Senior, you have gone too far! You are not willing to cede, why bother! You are not afraid of losing your identity. The Shaolin monk looked sad and angry, and suffered a great grievance.

The sword flashed, and the Shushan swordsman also appeared in the office again. He bowed three times and bowed nine times directly to the real person of Rulong, and a set of procedures was meticulous. "Yang Chengjian, a disciple of the thirty-second generation of Shushan, meet Uncle Shi!

The old Taoist priest leaned on the office chair, and at some point took out another roast goose, gnawing his mouth full of oil. looked at the Shushan swordsman who kowtowed on the ground and didn't get up, and chuckled: "Get up, stand up, don't say anything." ”

"Disciple obeys!" Yang Chengjian got up and stood aside in an orderly manner. He seemed to be calm, but in fact it was a battle between heaven and man, and in the end he still stubbornly said: "Senior Uncle Ancestor, I implore the disciple to bring Wang Junyao back to Shushan, and his talent will not be buried." ”

"The rest of you, come in, too! ”

The old Taoist priest heard Yang Chengjian's words, and said to the void, and the heads of the sect who disappeared with a hula just now all came back, standing obediently on both sides of the office, and they didn't dare to come out.

"Wang Junyao, kneel. The old Taoist priest looked at Wang Junyao, who was confused, and shouted.

"What do you mean by senior?" Wang Junyao didn't understand.

"Apprentice, do you worship or not?" said the old Taoist priest.

"I wonder what my predecessors can teach me?" asked Wang Junyao.

"I can teach those who are in the sect, and I can teach those who don't. The old Taoist priest said.

"Can you teach in the sky?" asked Wang Junyao.

"Yes!"

"Can immortality be taught?"

"Yes!"

"Can you teach to dominate?"

The old Taoist priest pondered for a moment and said, "Yes!"

"Master, please accept the apprentice's three bows!!" Wang Junyao knelt down and kowtowed three times.

The people around looked at Wang Junyao and showed regret and pity. That kind of regret is not the regret of losing talents, but the regret of some destined people.

It's a pity that Wang Junyao didn't see it, and even if he did, he didn't understand it at this time.

And these people didn't dare to let Rulong Zhenren see this kind of expression at all.

"Very good! ”

Anyway, Rulong Zhenren didn't care about the rest of the people, and with a wave of his sleeves, he took Wang Junyao to drive the clouds and go straight to the mountain gate.

"It's a pity, alas..."

Everyone sighed, and finally reluctantly returned to the sect.