"He's rude to people, can't I educate him?" the woman said as she glared at Wu Qian on the ground.

"Okay, okay, people are coming to me, you can go with your business. The old man said.

The woman named Junmei snorted and made a gesture of kicking Wu Qian, which frightened Wu Qian's body and shrank him, and Mu Xue went upstairs in a daze.

"Little brother, are you alright?" asked the old man with concern.

"It's okay," Wu Qian said, "You're Uncle Du Zhong, right?"

"Yes, little brother, what's your name, and what are you looking for me?" asked Uncle Du Zhong.

"My name is Wu Qian, and I am a new disciple of the Mountain Gate, and Senior Brother Shang Song asked me to come and practice the Ten Rules of the Dao Gate with you," Wu Qian said respectfully.

"There will be a few more people coming in a while, let's practice together then," said Uncle Du Zhong, and then turned around and went about his own business.

Wu Qian sighed, and then asked, "Who was that senior sister just now?"

Du Zhong said: "Her name is Chen Junmei, and she is my daughter-in-law. ”

Wu Qian chuckled in his heart, it turned out that this Tianlu Pavilion was her territory, no wonder she was so arrogant.

At this moment, the other three new disciples also came to Tianlu Pavilion, two men and one woman, the three newcomers were about the same age as Wu Qian, but they were much better dressed than Wu Qian, one by one splendid clothes, wearing gold and silver, one of them was simply a mobile treasure pavilion.

The three of them looked at Wu Qian's poor and sour appearance, and unconsciously leaned two steps to the side, so it became that the three of them were in a group, and Wu Qian was alone.

Uncle Du Zhong looked back at the three of them, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then he said: "Take off all the gold, silver and jewelry hanging on your bodies, these yellow and white things have no effect on cultivation, they will only make people disgusted." ”

The three of them were obviously stunned, they didn't expect Uncle Du Zhong to speak so politely, they all looked a little embarrassed, and hurriedly took off all the pendants on their bodies that showed their identity.

Well done! Wu Qian whispered in his heart.

The three of them saw that Wu Qian's face seemed to be snickering, and they cast hostile glances at Wu Qian one by one.

"The four of you should introduce yourselves first!" said Uncle Du Zhong.

The person who hung the most pendants took the lead and said: "The younger generation is named Fang Junlang, from Wanzhou, Anhui is rich in famous tea, and I learned that the predecessors of Eucommia ulmoides are the most fond of tea, in addition to being good at smoking two sips, so I specially brought our Wanzhou specialty Dahong robe to your seniors, and honored your old man." After saying that, he took out a very beautiful box from behind him and handed it over.

That Du Zhong looked at the box, smiled, and said: "The big red robe of Wanzhou is famous all over the world, a good thing!" After speaking, he was not polite, and took the box.

When Fang Junlang saw it, he immediately retreated with a smile.

The second hurriedly stepped forward and said: "The junior's name is Du Zuowu, his family lives in Dingzhou, Dingzhou is rich in good tobacco leaves, Uncle Du Zhong is good to smoke two sips, so I brought you our best tobacco in Dingzhou - and the world!" After speaking, he took out a brocade bag from his arms and handed it over.

Na Du Zhong took the brocade bag, and couldn't wait to put it in front of his nose and smell it, and said with satisfaction: "Mindfulness, enlightenment, and the world, good name, good tobacco!"

This Du Zuowu also retreated with a smile, and then the woman, twisting her waist, stepping on the lotus step, bowed to Yingying, and said in a pitiful voice: "The younger generation is Lu Xue in Yanzhou in the southwest, a barren land on the border, only a little local wine, I hope that Du Zhong's predecessors will laugh." After speaking, he carried two wine jars and handed them over, the wine jars were still mud sealed, antique, and it seemed that the year was not short.

The Du Zhong took the wine jar, removed the mud seal, raised his head and took a sip, and then said with surprise: "This is a drunken face for fifty years! Good wine! Good wine!"

This woman Lu Xue had a smug look on her face and slowly retreated.

The three of them looked at Wu Qian, who was standing empty-handed, with a sneer and ridicule on his face, Wu Qian was indeed a little embarrassed, this time he was able to worship the Mixed Yuan Dao, it was completely a chance, Wu Qian had nothing to prepare, even if he wanted to prepare, he was shy in his pocket, and he couldn't prepare anything.

The three of them saw Wu Qian's embarrassment, and smiled when they met, Fang Junlang opened his mouth and said: "This young man, why don't you hurry up and report your name to Uncle Du Zhong!

After this Fang Junlang finished speaking, the rest of Du Zuowu and Lu Xue giggled.

At this moment, I saw Chen Junmei running down from the upper floor, and scolded the three gift-givers: "The three of you don't know how to concentrate on cultivation, you will be opportunistic, it's really disgusting!"

After scolding the three of them, he pointed at Du Zhong and scolded: "You are old, you are disrespectful to the old, and you know how to make these small profits in one day!" After Chen Junmei finished speaking, she picked up the tea leaves, threw them on the ground, stepped on them with her feet, and said in her mouth: "I'll let you send it, I'll let you receive it!"

Seeing this, Du Zhong was so distressed that he stepped forward and pulled Chen Junmei away, picked up the things on the ground and wiped them.

Chen Junmei snorted, glared at the three of them fiercely, and ran out on his feet.

This Chen Junmei's sudden fuss made the three of them dumbfounded, they didn't know what kind of background this woman was, and she dared to be so presumptuous in front of Du Zhong.

It's just that Chen Junmei made such a fuss, but it relieved Wu Qian's embarrassment, and Wu Qian also followed Chen Junmei's meaning, stepped forward and said: "The younger Qingzhou Wu Qian, worship in the mixed yuan road is to be dedicated to the Tao, but he neglects these etiquettes, and he will definitely make up for a generous gift in his later years." ”

Du Zhong waved his hand and said, "You don't have to, you don't have to care about these vulgar rites. Then, after finding a place to put the things on the ground, he said, "The four of you have introduced each other, let's go and sit down first," and then walked to the second floor.

Wu Qian thought as he walked, although this Chen Junmei was arrogant, she still had some justice in her heart, so she owed her a favor.

The four of them sat in front of a table, and at this time, there were only four of them in the room, Fang Junlang turned around and said to Du Zuowu and Lu Xue: "It's true that the way of the world has changed, when will the poor ghost be able to worship the Mixed Yuan Dao." ”

Du Zuowu and Lu Xue nodded vigorously and said, "That's it." ”

When Wu Qian heard this, wasn't he talking about himself? He might not be able to beat the three of them, but Wu Qian had never been afraid of anyone.

"It turns out that you are relying on these yellow and white things to enter the mixed yuan dao, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Wu Qian said.

"Boy, are you crazy?

"Then you're going to beat me?" Wu Qian said disdainfully.

Fang Junlang was still about to speak, only to hear a cough upstairs, and Uncle Du Zhong walked down from upstairs, still holding four thick books in his hands.