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The sloppy Taoist priest and I were in a daze, and I couldn't believe my eyes.

The sloppy Taoist couldn't accept this matter, and immediately shouted angrily: "Chi Lang, why don't you provoke the relationship between me and Master, even though I am injured now, I can still kill you!"

Now he is really angry. I understand that Songhe Daoist has the highest status in the hearts of sloppy Taoists, and no one is allowed to slander him.

However, Chi Lang's expression was very calm, and he said lightly: "Chi Wen, I'm not lying. It was indeed your master who asked me to break the wooden sword in front of you. If you don't believe me, you can go back and ask him."

"What the hell..." The sloppy Taoist was furious, and he was about to charge towards Chi Lang, but I grabbed him.

"Old Luo, calm down, I think it's possible, it's not too late to ask first before doing it." I quickly persuaded.

The sloppy Taoist priest was furious and stared at Chi Lang.

And I said to Chi Lang: "Why did Master Songhe ask you to break the wooden sword in front of the sloppy Taoist priest?"

Chi Lang sighed and said: "When I was very young, I was dubbed the most genius among the younger disciples by the Maoshan sect. I thought that among the younger disciples, no one was as good as me, but that day, Song Uncle He found me, and he told me that I am not as good as his apprentice, I certainly thought he was joking and didn't take it seriously, but Uncle Songhe said it very seriously, and asked me if I wanted to be with him. He made a bet."

"What did Master Songhe tell you?" I urged impatiently.

"Uncle Songhe said at that time that in a few days, Master Longshan will assess the disciples with the character 'holding' to stand up. Whoever can stand at the end will be rewarded with a wooden sword. At that time, I will get the wooden sword and hold it in front of me. Chiwen's face was broken, and he said, as long as I break the wooden sword, after more than ten years, I will definitely not be Chiwen's opponent. Master Uncle He is right. I really lost to you in yesterday's fight. I have been wondering why a wooden sword can completely change a person? Compared with the rest of the senior brothers, you were not the same. It's no different, even inferior to their qualifications, but I still lost to you in the end." Chi Lang said with some confusion.

Hearing Chiron's explanation, I seemed to understand something, but I couldn't fully understand it.

And the sloppy Taoist was even more confused, standing there a little at a loss.

When the two of us didn't know what to do, suddenly there was an angry voice from behind: "That's right, it was the wooden sword that I asked Chi Lang to break in front of you."

The sloppy Taoist priest and I turned our heads away, and saw Master Songhe appearing behind us at some point.

"Master, you...why did you do this? This matter has been lingering in my mind. For more than ten years, I can't sleep well." The sloppy Taoist said excitedly.

Master Songhe pointed to Chi Lang, and said in a deep voice: "Chiwen, look at Chi Lang, he grew up with a golden key in his mouth, his grandfather is an elder, and his parents are important figures in the Maoshan sect. You start practicing from the womb, some people are destined to win at the starting line, what do you compare with him?"

"Master did this to let you know your shame and be brave. You have been sent to Maoshan sect since you were very young, and you have been sent here as a teacher. I know your temper best. You are born with a strong personality. , I have been holding back a lot of energy in my heart, and never admit defeat. More than ten years ago, you lost that stance, but more than ten years later, I believe you will not let yourself lose again! Because of a disaster back then, Master, I have become a useless person, but the apprentices I, Songhe taught, are definitely the strongest, bar none!"

After saying these words, I finally understood the good intentions of Master Songhe.

The sloppy Taoist priest stood there, from shock to emotion, and then tears flowed silently.

"Master... I'm sorry... I let you down." The slovenly Taoist knelt down in front of Master Songhe again.

Daoist Songhe walked over and helped the sloppy Taoist priest up: "You didn't disappoint Master. Didn't you already defeat Chi Lang? If you lose, then you will lose face as a teacher, and betting against Chi Lang is also worthless." Just lose."

"I understand. It turned out to be the case. I always thought that I worked very hard. Over the years, I never let myself relax. I thought about it all day, but I didn't understand why I lost to Chiwen. Now I Understood, Chiwen, your achievements today are all thanks to your master." Chi Lang looked at the sloppy Taoist priest.

The sloppy Taoist got up, wiped away his tears, walked straight to Chi Lang, and stretched out his hand: "Will we be friends in the future? Actually, I have always admired you. Although your family background is very good, you are also the hardest For so many years, you have always been my imaginary enemy."

Chi Lang looked at the outstretched hand of the sloppy Taoist priest, was taken aback for a moment, and then stretched out his hand too: "I don't know if the leader will take me, a defeated underling, as a friend?"

The two held hands tightly together, and then patted each other's shoulders.

"Chi Lang, come out to hang out in the rivers and lakes in the future, and contact me if you encounter trouble. I have many brothers and I will cover you." The sloppy Taoist said with a smile.

"It's easy to talk about, then I would like to thank Senior Brother Chi Wen in advance." Chi Lang also rarely laughed.

They were sworn enemies before, but now that they have talked, the two have become good friends.

But I have to say that Zhuo Chilang's swordsmanship is superb. If he can be recruited into the gang, he will be a good helper when encountering any enemies in the future.

When you are away from home, you still need to make more friends and make fewer enemies.

Seeing the sloppy Taoist and Chi Lang reconciled, I was still very happy.

In fact, Chi Lang's nature is not bad, but he is a bit dull and stubborn.

In the competition with the sloppy Taoist priest yesterday, he was also anxious, so he behaved like that.

The two chatted for a long time before waving goodbye to each other and leaving.

Master Songhe didn't know when he sneaked away.

Now I finally know why the sloppy Taoist is so thoughtful. Compared with his master, he is nothing but drizzle. His master is the ancestor of Lao Liu, the sixth middle school, the king of Wang Zhong, who has been teaching him since more than ten years ago. The sloppy Taoist priest set up a bureau and dug such a big hole.

After so many years of knots, the sloppy Taoist priest suddenly untied, and he felt indescribably happy. I could tell that he was really happy.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, a young Taoist priest suddenly came to the Taoist temple and informed the sloppy Taoist priest that he would go to Wanfu Palace to receive the Donghuang Bell tomorrow morning.