Chapter 82 is a dream without a trace

"Smack!", the ancestor threw the token of Jinyiwei onto Yingquan's body. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then he said, "Do you know what this thing is?

"Jinyiwei!" Yingquan frowned secretly, paced left and right, and finally came to a conclusion: "It's familiar, but I can't remember it at all!"

"......," the ancestor stretched and said, "Then think slowly!"

"......" Yingquan was about to collect his token in his arms, only to find that his clothes were already full of scars, but he could no longer wear them, so he had to say to the ancestor: "The ancestor has extra clothes, can you borrow a disciple to ......?"

As he spoke, he opened his hands and displayed the already tattered rolling dragon robe in front of the ancestor.

"Since you have been performing the disciple ceremony, you are willing to worship the ancestor and me as a teacher!" the ancestor ignored Yingquan's request, but asked like this.

"Disciple, it's an honor to meet Master!" Yingquan immediately knelt down and bowed three times!

Then he got up and said to Qingfeng and Mingyue: "I've seen two senior brothers!"

"No, you can't!" Qingfeng waved his hand to Yingquan and said, "The two of us are just children around the ancestor, and we still need to call you senior brother!"

"This ......" Yingquan paused for a moment and looked at the ancestor.

"Haha!" Old Ancestor held his beard and smiled: "You are the closed disciple of Old Ancestor, as it should be!"

"Closed disciple, how many senior brothers are there in this way?" said Yingquan respectfully.

"The Ancestor has eight disciples who have entered the house, and only three of them have been passed down by the Ancestor, and they have already been dared by the Ancestor to go down the mountain and set up another portal!" said the Ancestor with a smile squinting his eyes, not feeling uncomfortable at all that there were no apprentices around him.

"Why did the ancestor drive the senior brothers down the mountain?" Yingquan was shocked, although this was not an expulsion from the portal, but for the disciples, I am afraid that none of them were willing.

"Shhhhhhhhh

"But ......" Yingquan was still trying to say something, but it was the ancestor who interrupted: "Personal fate is different, everything can't be forced, when the opportunity comes, even if you want to stay by the ancestor's side, you can't help yourself." Your fate has been decided, and it is destined to make a storm!"

"The disciple has been taught!" Yingquan saw that the ancestor refused to explain the reason, so he didn't ask, but continued: "Master, since this is the case, shouldn't you also change the disciple into a Taoist robe?"

"Hehe!" Old Ancestor smiled lightly: "That's right, Qingfeng Tong'er, get a Taoist robe for your little senior brother!"

"Yes!"

......

"Well, when I put on this robe, I feel a lot more energetic!" The ancestor looked at Yingquan who had finished washing, although he did not have the courage to swallow thousands of miles, but he had the restrained meaning of arrogance and Lingyun.

Secretly: "Ancestor, I really read it right, this son is not something that anyone can accept, but it's a pity that he is a savior!"

Unwilling to be subordinate, this is Yingquan's first impression of the ancestor.

"It's just that your Buddhist kung fu is going to enter the lintel of my Taoist family, it's still a little worse!" The ancestor looked at Yingquan's body, and he couldn't see the movement of his footsteps, and suddenly he arrived in front of Yingquan's face, but Yingquan was startled.

"Smack!"

Between them, the ancestor lifted the floating dust and shook it like this, and Yingquan's body spun drippingly.

Yingquan instinctively wanted to resist, but he couldn't use the slightest strength, and the whole person's body could no longer be controlled by himself!

In this case, Yingquan simply put his mind at ease, he had already worshiped the ancestor as a teacher, and the ancestor would never harm himself, so he let the ancestor do it.

"This is Shaolin's Yijin Jing Yijin Jing True Qi!" "The ancestor had already caught Yingquan's stamina at this time, lifted him in mid-air, the floating dust was inserted in the back of his neck, and his right hand connected the dots on Yingquan's back, and then his hands rotated, making Yingquan's body spin in the air like a big windmill.

About half an hour of incense, the ancestor slowly put Yingquan on the ground.

At this time, Yingquan was already dizzy, and his body seemed to be a mess of mud, so soft that he was on the ground.

Yingquan opened his eyes, only to feel that there was still Venus twinkling in front of him, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly saw the dust of the ancestor shaking in front of his eyes, and his eyes went dark, and he immediately fell unconscious and fell asleep!

"Huh~Huh~Huh!" As soon as he fell asleep, a snoring sounded.

"Hmph!" Old Ancestor touched his beard smugly: "Sleeping fairy? This name is not called for nothing, let you try the power of the sleeping fairy first!"

"Master's temper is still the same as usual!" Mingyue whispered to Qingfeng.

But when he saw the breeze looking at his nose, nose and mouth, and mouth and heart, he just didn't look at him, and thought, "It's broken!"

Mingyue slowly turned her head, and sure enough, the corners of the ancestor's mouth raised slightly, and said, "Mingyue, carry your little senior brother back to the room, remember, if he wakes up, he will wake up the ancestor!"

"Ah~" said and yawned, "No, no, I still need to make up for it......"

“......”

Mingyue looked at her small body, then looked at this Yingquan, and sighed helplessly!

......

"East!"

"Don't!"

"Die!"

"Ahh

"Little brother..... How are you?" Mingyue was a little frightened, but more worried, Yingquan in front of her kept talking in her dreams, her body kept trembling, her hands were tightly wrapped together with the bedding, her forehead was sweating profusely, and she was gritting her teeth in her mouth!

The most mentioned is the word Dongfang, Mingyue must be a person's name, and it is probably very important to Yingquan, because whenever these two words are read, Yingquan always has a very concerned meaning!

But what Mingyue has to do now is to wake up Yingquan quickly, and can't let him sleep in a dream all the time, otherwise he will lose himself, and he will be known as the sleeping fairy Chen Tuan Ancestor, and I am afraid there is no way to save it.

"Little brother, wake up quickly!"

Mingyue carried enough energy in her whole body, and burst in the air!

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, Yingquan suddenly sat up, still muttering: "Dongfang... East..."

"Huhu!" After a long time, he slowly calmed down, reached out and touched the sweat on his head, a spirit, as if he was much more awake, saw the bright moon in front of him, and hurriedly asked, "What happened to me just now?"

"Senior brother seemed to be having a nightmare just now, and he kept calling out a person's name!" Mingyue saw Yingquan, who had recovered, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

"A person's name?" Yingquan heard Mingyue say this, and he sank down to remember who he was called.

"It's the East!" Mingyue seemed to know what Yingquan was thinking, and took the initiative to say it.

"Dongfang!" Ying Quan slowly closed his eyes, constantly searching in his memory, but he felt a little familiar, but he didn't think of any specific content.

When I want to recall the dream just now, there is no trace!

"Ahh