Early the next morning, Win Shuangshuang came to Qiu Wushuang to visit Zhang Qingchen together. Qiu Wushuang asked in confusion: "Little Senior Sister, aren't we going to alchemy today?"

"We went to see Sect Leader Zhang, and after finishing the things my mother explained, we went to the alchemy courtyard. Win both whispered.

At this time, Tan Wenyuan came out of which room he didn't know from. After he saw Win Shuangshuang, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Cousin, I didn't see you yesterday." My aunt didn't allow me to look for you at the place where you made your alchemy, which made me feel so bored all day. What is there to do with the alchemy taught by the Heavenly Master, just let the other disciples in your sect do it for you. Yesterday afternoon, the master of the Heavenly Master Sect Auditorium sent someone to invite me to the auditorium for a banquet at noon today, can my cousin go with me?"

Winning Shuangshuang was affected by Tan Hanmei's mood, and her mood was still very gloomy. She glanced at Tan Wenyuan in annoyance, and said, "Cousin, that day the Master of the Sect Auditorium invited you, the young master of the Ghost Sword Divine Academy, what is the matter if I am not invited? I still have urgent things to do, you go and do your own." ”

A wisp of gloom flashed in Tan Wenyuan's eyes, and when he saw Qiu Wushuang on both sides, he said provocatively: "Little gangster, I'm talking to my cousin, what are you listening to on the side." Don't let me get out of the way. ”

Qiu Wushuang has the super bodyguard of Long Feiqiong, who would be afraid of a gentleman.

He looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "Alas, which big frog is still croaking in the early morning? I really want to call a swan and eat it." ”

Long Feiqiong praised in his ear: "Ugly brother, scold well." But he's not a big frog, he's a toad that wants to eat swan meat. ”

Qiu Wushuang hurriedly corrected: "It turns out that it's not the big frog that is croaking, but a toad croaking, no wonder it's even more ugly." ”

Long Feiqiong pointed to his ear and blew softly, which was regarded as an appreciation for him.

Tan Wenyuan's young master's temper immediately flared up, and he rolled up his sleeves to make a Shura magic move. With a flick of his right index finger, he was about to use the simplest move, "Shura One Finger".

Long Feiqiong's cultivation of his waste materials is not even a sneer. She directly blew out a burst of true qi from her small mouth, breaking his index finger.

Tan Wenyuan covered his injured index finger with his left hand, screaming and jumping in the yard, like a monkey. The disciples of the Kucang Sect who came out when they heard the sound saw it and laughed happily.

Shang Le stepped forward to inject a true qi into the meridian of Tan Wenyuan's right hand, soothing his pain, and said with a smile: "Tan Gongzi is really asking for his own hardship. All of us know that our named junior brother is secretly guarded by immortals. How could you possibly hurt him now?"

Tan Wenyuan felt the pain in his right index finger ease, jumped up and shouted, "Little gangster, it turns out that there is no one in his eyes because he is guarded by immortals. If you have the ability, you can fight with me with your own true skills. I'll make you worse than what happened in the peach forest. ”

Long Feiqiong said in Qiu Wushuang's ear: "Ugly eight monster brother, this toad's cultivation is a good waste material." As long as you learn the method of transforming qi and the Fu Hu Fist, you can defeat him. ”

Qiu Wushuang now trusts her and obeys her words. He looked at Tan Wenyuan, who was very inward-looking, and said, "If you don't mention the incident in the peach blossom forest, I forgot about it." I also want to have a fight with you, I want you to know why the peach blossoms in the Peach Blossom Forest are so red and so colorful. However, the time of the competition is about to be made after our alchemy is over. We can't let the brothers of the Heavenly Master Sect laugh at us, and we can't do alchemy, right?"

Tan Wenyuan smiled coldly and said, "Okay, it's set for the day after your alchemy ends." I really hope that your alchemy will end soon. It's just that you don't regret your decision not to let the gods help secretly. ”

Qiu Wushuang glanced at him with contempt, laughed, and said, "You kid has such a little careful eye, no wonder you are no better than me little gangster." Don't worry, with so many senior brothers from the Kucang faction, as well as my beautiful little sister to testify, I will beat you into a peach blossom with our Kucang faction's Fuhu fist that day. ”

Win Shuangshuang covered his mouth and laughed eatingly. She felt that with this little junior brother, she would never know what sadness was. She nudged his arm affectionately and said, "That's how the matter of the contest is decided." We have urgent things to do, so let's go. ”

The two of them quickly disappeared from Tan Wenyuan and Shang Leyi's jealous gazes.

Cuiweiju, where Zhang Qingchen, the head of the Heavenly Master Sect, lives, is the actual power center of the Heavenly Master Sect. It's better to say it's a dwelling than a small castle. It is composed of dozens of large huts, with high courtyard walls and strict guards. The front yard not only has the hall of academic affairs, the old hall of the Zhang clan and other deliberative institutions, but also has the secret hall, the war hall and other offices; the backyard is an elegant garden residence, which is inhabited by the wives and concubines of Zhang Xuanji and Zhang Qingchen, the two generations of the Heavenly Master Sect. The front and back yards are separated by a stream that leads from the mountains, and only a stone bridge is built to pass, which seems to be distinct.

After a Heavenly Master Sect master who was on duty at Cuiwei Ju went in to report, Qiu Wushuang looked at this castle-like residence and said to Ying Shuangshuang: "I have only heard that the imperial palace in the imperial city is very large, and the emperor has to sleep in every room in the imperial palace, sleeping in one room every day, it will take at least a year. I didn't expect the residence of Sect Master Zhang of the Heavenly Master Sect to be so big. I don't know how long it will take Zhang Jiaozhu to sleep in every room of his residence. ”

Ying Shuangshuang glanced at him and said, "Little junior brother, don't be bored enough to think about these questions." And it's not very appropriate to compare Sect Leader Zhang with the emperor. ”

Qiu Wushuang touched the well-behaved Long Concubine Qiong on her shoulder, and said very seriously: "Actually, I want to say that the emperor has a big old man's house because he has a lot of wives in the seven palaces and eighteen courtyards. Sect Leader Zhang doesn't know how many wives he has. Next time, I'll ask Brother Yao'er to see it. ”

"How can the emperor have concubines in seven palaces and eighteen courts, is it good to be concubines in three palaces and six courts. Ying Shuangshuang said angrily, "Why do you care about how many wives the emperor and Sect Master Zhang have?

Qiu Wushuang's eyes rolled, and he shook his head again and again: "No, no, absolutely not." Why do I envy them? Little sister, don't worry, I haven't thought about marrying many wives. I'm a poor boy now, how dare I think about how many wives I marry. ”

Win Shuangshuang heard that the jade face Feixia was even more delicate. She stomped her feet and said coquettishly: "Little junior brother, you can marry as many wives as you like, what does it matter to me." ”

The Heavenly Master taught several white-robed monks who were on duty at the door were all attracted by her natural girlish demeanor. There are a few veterans in the love field, who have judged from her expression that she has a heart for Qiu Wushuang, and they all lamented in their hearts: How can such a delicate flower be inserted in such an ugly cow dung.

They were in a daze, when a cough sounded from inside the door, and a tall and burly black-robed mage who was over the age of sixties, had no beard, and was the first to walk out of the door. In the palm of his right hand were two iron galls, which were shining with cold light, and they rotated between his palms, making a piercing, shrill sound.

He was followed by a white-robed monk, only twenty-four or five years old, with a fairly well-combined facial features, but his face was yellow, his gaze drifted and frivolous, and at first glance he knew that he was addicted to wine.

The Heavenly Master Sect monks on duty at the door hurriedly bowed down and saluted: "I've seen Hall Master Zhang and Deacon Zhang." ”

Hall Master Zhang, who was walking in front, bowed slightly, and his eyes swept away Qiu Wushuang and Ying Shuangshuang majestically, and asked, "Who are these two looking for?"

"Hall Master, these two are the daughter and disciple of the head of the Kuocang Sect, and they have something important to come to the sect master. A monk on duty stepped forward to report.

Hall Master Zhang's right hand turned in an instant, and he nodded thoughtfully.

When the young Deacon Zhang saw that he had won both of them, his eyes were straight and his soul was lost, as if his whole person had been petrified in an instant, and he had even forgotten all about returning the gift.

Qiu Wushuang saw that he looked confused, so he took a step across his chest, between Win Shuangshuang and him, blocking his sight.

Deacon Zhang was furious and was about to step forward to find Qiu Wushuang's trouble. But he saw a monk on duty running out quickly, and said to Qiu Wushuang and the two: "The sect leader is waiting for the two of you inside. Please come in with me. ”

Qiu Wushuang grinned at Deacon Zhang's teeth, and then escorted Ying Shuangshuang inside. was so angry that the deacon wanted to jump to his feet and scold, but he didn't want to miss a full show, so he could only watch the beautiful back of Win Shuangshuang disappear in despair.

Zhang Qingchen did not wear a formal black robe of a mage, but a plain white robe, sitting in a garden drinking tea while waiting for them to come forward to meet him. In the morning light, he has a light and elegant temperament, not angry and self-assured, and has a faint grandmaster demeanor.

After Ying Shuangshuang stepped forward to greet him, he handed back two "Seven Turns Soul Fixing Pill". He seemed to have expected it, so he asked her to put it on the stone table where the tea set was placed, and said indifferently: "Although your mother has been in Kucang Mountain for more than ten years, her vision is not low. Some people's patterns, even if they give him a world or a high position, they are only confined to a corner. ”

Win Shuangshuang said: "My mother feels that the Kuocang faction has disturbed the Heavenly Master's teaching a lot, and she doesn't dare to accept the sect master's generous gift anymore. As soon as the matter of alchemy is over, we will leave and go north. The mother asked Shuang'er to say thank you to the sect leader. ”

Zhang Qingchen nodded, but asked Qiu Wushuang, "Brother Qiu, how do you understand the word pattern?"

Qiu Wushuang was attracted by the unique scenery of trees, rockeries, and pools in the courtyard, and was looking around, shaking his hand again and again when he heard the words: "I haven't read even one book, and I might as well take a stone for the master exam." ”

Zhang Qingchen said with a smile: "Sometimes reading is like cultivation, which will make a person's horizons narrower and narrower. Although Brother Qiu hasn't read much, everything he does is very atmospheric, and he must not be presumptuous. Brother Qiu just has to talk about it, and we will talk about it as friends. ”

The leader of the world's largest sect is looking for a gangster to talk about, and I don't know how many glasses will be broken when it spreads. Zhang Qingchen got up in person, made a new cup of tea in the empty cup in the corner of the stone table, and motioned for Qiu Wushuang to come forward and drink.

Qiu Wushuang was not polite, he stepped forward and drank the cup, and then looked at the clear pool not far in front of him, shook his head and said: "The tea in this teacup looks a little famous, but it doesn't taste very interesting, it's better to drink the mountain spring water in the pool in front of you directly." ”

Zhang Qingchen high-fived and laughed, and said, "Good, good, good." Brother Qiu has already answered the question perfectly. The water in a cup and the water in the pool, that's the pattern. Wonderful!

He looked at Ying Shuangshuang again and said, "I have been an old friend of your mother for more than 20 years, are you willing to call me uncle." ”

Win Shuangshuang has long been impressed by Zhang Qingchen's bearing, and feels that this has not violated the entrustment of his mother Tan Hanmei. Hearing this, she bowed and said, "Shuang'er has seen Uncle Shi." ”

Zhang Qingchen laughed heartily again and said, "Okay." With you, Uncle Shishi, if anyone in the world dares to offend you in the future, he will be an enemy of my Heavenly Master. Today is a very good day for me. I hope that today will be a very good day for you as well. I wish you all success in alchemy. ”

Qiu Wushuang was still wondering in his heart until he said goodbye and left: he just told the truth, how could he still make him so happy after disgusting his tea.

He quietly said to Ying Shuangshuang: "It seems that the person who is the sect leader has a really unusual brain. ”