I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

A few of us chatted around the Master Songhe for a while, and we all felt that the Master Songhe was less reliable than a sloppy Taoist priest, and he didn't look like a master at all.

He didn't even think that the sloppy Taoist priest would come back at this time, he was dizzy from drinking all day, and he felt a little unconscious.

In order to express my respect, I also took out some white wine and gifts from the Dragon and Tiger Mirror, and treated it as our group of people honoring his old man.

Don't expect Master Songhe to give us anything, seeing him like this, it seems that he can't come up with anything good.

Seeing the things we brought, Master Songhe was very happy, and then let the sloppy Taoist move away from the table, and let us have a few drinks with him.

Daoist Songhe is very easy-going, and he didn’t say anything else. He just hoped that the few of us can take care of each other, and we will walk the rivers and lakes together in the future. In addition, he comforted the sloppy Taoist priest and said that even if he failed the examination, he didn’t have to worry about it. The big deal is in Maoshan Zong stayed for another three years.

Then he added another sentence: "Disciple, for this assessment, the masters must have given them a lot of treasures for those disciples who came back from the mountain experience, just to pass this assessment. It's not like that, we Taoist practitioners, what we pay attention to is that Taoism follows nature and obeys the destiny. As a teacher, we have always been in a state of stocking you. As for what achievements you can achieve in the future, it all depends on your own good fortune. "

"Master, don't you want me to get No. 1 in this assessment and make you happy?" the sloppy Taoist said with a smile.

"Of course the master wishes you well, but the master knows it well. If you can pass the examination, it means that you have learned a lot in the three years outside. It is all due to your own efforts. Being a teacher is just leading you into the door. Cultivation depends entirely on yourself." Master Songhe said after taking a sip of wine.

"Master, I have to fight for whatever I say. Back then, I barely got the qualification to go down the mountain to practice. Even if it wasn't for you, I would have to fight for myself." The sloppy Taoist said seriously.

"Well done, you are indeed my apprentice. Since you are so confident, Master also has something for you." Master Songhe said seriously.

"I knew that besides the lightning wooden sword and the Maoshan jade pendant, you must have hidden treasures for me. Take them out quickly and let me see what they are." The sloppy Taoist stood up excitedly and kept talking. Rub hands.

The few of us looked at Master Songhe very curiously, wanting to see what kind of magic weapon Master Songhe brought out.

Unexpectedly, Master Songhe gave two thumbs up: "Apprentice, come on! You are the best!"

The sloppy Taoist priest and we were both stunned.

"It's over? Where's the magic weapon?" The sloppy Taoist asked in surprise.

"No, Master only has this sentence, you can ask for more blessings." Master Songhe smiled, then got up, stretched, and said: "Good apprentice, eat and drink enough, I'm a little tired Sleepy, take your friends to play."

A group of us were all petrified on the spot.

Damn, this is the sixth child. The [-] minds of the sloppy Taoist priest are probably inherited from Taoist Songhe.

Do all the masters in the world look like this, specially cheating apprentices?

At this moment, Daoist Songhe had already collapsed on the bed, fell into a deep sleep, farted, hiccupped and grinded his teeth, he never left behind.

It's so similar.

I suspect that Taoist Songhe is the father of the sloppy Taoist priest.

We cleaned up the things on the table by ourselves, and it was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

Afterwards, the slovenly Taoist priest took us out of the residence of Daoist Songhe, and said that he would take us around the blessed land of the Maoshan Sect.

I have always had a question in my mind, but I am too embarrassed to ask the sloppy Taoist priest.

That is, when I was eating and drinking, I sensed the cultivation base of Daoist Songhe. He really didn't seem to be very powerful, even worse than a sloppy Taoist priest.

I tried several times, but I didn't have the nerve to ask.

But Kasang was more straightforward, walked up to the sloppy Taoist priest, and asked tentatively, "Brother Luo, has Master Songhe been injured before? I don't think his cultivation is very strong?"

The sloppy Taoist priest didn't speak for a while when he heard Kassang's question about it.

Kassan hurriedly said: "Brother Luo, maybe you shouldn't ask, and you don't have to say it, I'm indeed a bit abrupt."

"There's nothing I can't say. In fact, I heard from some of my uncles that in the generation of the word 'pine', my master was regarded as the most talented in the generation of the word 'pine'. I met a very powerful evil cultivator, who beat my master seriously, and severely damaged my dantian Qihai. After that, my cultivation level has not improved much. My father and my master are good friends. After sending me to Maoshan sect, So he let me worship under his name, although my master's cultivation is not very good, but his theoretical knowledge is very solid, and it will not delay my practice at all." The sloppy Taoist said to us.

"Have you found the person who severely injured Master? Who is it?" Kassan asked.

"I didn't find it, and my master didn't say who it was. When I was severely injured that time, it was the second year my master went down the mountain to practice. After being brought back to Maoshan sect, my master never left Maoshan sect again." One step." The sloppy Taoist sighed.

"That should be more than 20 years ago?" I asked.

"Almost, I was still wearing crotch pants back then." The sloppy Taoist smiled.

"It would be great if we could find out about the person who injured your master. Let's get rid of him and take revenge for your master." Brother Gu said bitterly.

"Don't ask, my master won't tell. He has never told me for so many years." The sloppy Taoist said seriously.

"Lao Luo, I have the elixir refined from the ghost flower of the corpse mound. It will definitely help your master repair the damaged dantian Qi sea in the future. Go and give your master one." He took the things out of the tiger mirror, but was stopped by the sloppy Taoist priest.

"Xiaojie, my master will definitely not eat it. I know him well. If he wanted to recover, he would have recovered. Our Maoshan sect is a big sect, and there are many ways to help him repair the qi sea in his dantian. I think it may be that time. What happened to him hit him too hard, that's why he is like this, but it's good for him to look like this, he is happy and happy, everyone has their own way of life, I think my master is also good." The slovenly Taoist said with a smile.

I didn't expect that Master Songhe would have such a past, and I also couldn't understand why the father of a sloppy Taoist would give his son to Master Songhe as an apprentice.