I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

When the sloppy Taoist and the elder Chuan Gong came out, they walked and chatted, with low eyebrows, probably flattering the elder Chuan Gong, and the elder Chuan Gong was also smiling. When he was happy, he might teach him more Two strokes.

After the sloppy Taoist priest came back, he joined us together, and all of us couldn't wait to ask him what kind of practice method the elder taught him.

However, this guy even played tricks on us, smiled mysteriously, and said that he would wait until we went back to talk about it.

Fortunately, the things that should be done are basically done, the head teacher waved to the big guy, turned and left.

Everyone walked towards the outside of the hall one after another.

We were full of curiosity, and even Chi Lang followed us, looking very gossip.

After finally walking to the Taoist temple of Master Songhe, I grabbed the sloppy Taoist priest's arm and said, "Whether you tell me or not, we will use lynching."

"I don't tell you what else can you do?" The slovenly Taoist played bachelor.

When I went up, I fired an electric cannon and hit him on the head. Brother Gu immediately rushed forward and grabbed his other arm.

"Chi Lang, it's time for revenge, beat him up quickly." I greeted loudly.

However, at this time, Chi Lang didn't dare to do anything, and stood there in a daze.

Fortunately, the sloppy Taoist priest is still sensible, and the hero does not suffer the immediate loss, and immediately raises his hand to surrender, saying that he will speak now.

He straightened his Taoist robe and said triumphantly: "I won't hide it from you, the elder Chuan Gong passed on to me a set of authentic Maoshan Nine Heavens Lightning Technique. As for the power, I don't know yet, it should be very powerful Look, wait for me to practice for a while and see the effect."

When Chi Lang on the side heard the sloppy Taoist talking about this, he had an incredible expression on his face: "My God, it turned out to be the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique. This kind of technique seems to be practiced only by elders. With your cultivation as a support, the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique doesn't seem to be able to exert much power, how could the elder Chuangong teach you this practice method?"

"I don't know either. I guess it was discussed by Daoist Master Zhang and the other elders. Since it was taught to me, I will try to practice it. Maybe it will be very useful to me." The sloppy Taoist smiled.

Chi Lang's face darkened, as if he had been hit.

From childhood to adulthood, all the good things belonged to him. This time, the sloppy Taoist priest won the top spot and obtained such a powerful practice method. Chi Lang must feel uncomfortable.

So, he didn't stay long in the Taoist temple, exchanged a few words with us, and then left here feeling a bit disappointed.

We don't know how to comfort him. He has to adapt to this matter slowly. After getting along with us for a long time, his psychological endurance will become stronger.

For the sixth child to have the awareness of the sixth child, not only must he be bold and careful, but also have a thick skin.

Chi Lang is just too thin-skinned, if he had half the thick-skinned of a sloppy Taoist priest, he wouldn't lose to him.

After making a fuss for a while, the sloppy Taoist priest told us another thing, saying that when the head teacher was giving him the Eastern Emperor Bell, he invited a few of them to drink in his yard at night.

The master teacher knew that after the sloppy Taoist priest won the top prize this time, he would definitely not stay in the Maoshan sect for too long, and would continue to go down the mountain to practice.

This drink is also a farewell party for us.

If Daoist Master invites you to drink, there is no reason not to go.

For this reason, we didn't even eat dinner, just to go to his place to eat and drink.

It is worth mentioning that the sloppy Taoist priest won the first prize, and the Daoist Songhe has not changed much. He still likes to drink, but he seldom gets drunk. know what to think.

I always feel that Master Songhe's city is very deep, as if there is some heavy burden in his heart.

But as a junior, I dare not ask too much.

Before we knew it, it was getting dark, and our group walked towards the residence of Daoist Master Zhang in the dark.

The reason why I dare not go there at dawn is because I am afraid that people will gossip, saying that the sloppy Taoist priest has a personal relationship with the real person in charge.

After dark, there were basically no people walking around in the Maoshan Sect, and there was no electricity here, and the surroundings were pitch black, only a few candles flickered and swayed in the wind.

A group of us walked through the bamboo forest, and soon came to the small courtyard where the real teacher is in charge.

When I was at the door, I could smell the aroma of food wafting out.

As soon as I walked into the small courtyard, I felt a sense of resistance from the deep sea of ​​consciousness. It must be that the eight-tailed fox in my body was a little unhappy.

The meals are all ready, the Master Master is wearing an ordinary Taoist robe, sitting in the small courtyard, holding a little girl in his arms, who looks like two or three years old, with watery eyes, very expressive, and is talking to the Master Master frolicking.

This little girl looks so good-looking, if Eighth Master sees it, she will definitely like it very much.

"Come, come, hurry up and sit down." Seeing us coming, the head teacher greeted us enthusiastically.

"Little girl, she looks so cute. Brother Ge, is this a girl? Why didn't I see it last time?" Brother Gu said with a smile.

"Last time she fell asleep, so I didn't let her out, Mengmeng, call uncle." The head teacher patted the little girl's shoulder.

The little girl called uncle in a childish voice, which almost melted our hearts.

It is estimated that Eighth Master fainted right away when he was here.

Nothing else, as soon as the table was served, we started to drink directly, and we got together to chat very enthusiastically.

Perhaps Mrs. Zhangjiao sensed that the eight-tailed fox in my body was hostile to her, so she didn't accompany us out for a drink this time, but just exchanged pleasantries, said that she still had something to do, and then went into the house.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, several of us were a little drunk.

This is when I suddenly remembered a very important thing, so I looked at the real person in charge, and asked, "Brother Yu, let me ask you something, were you sure that Luo Chiwen could win the first prize, so you decided to win the first place?" Take out the Eastern Emperor Bell as a reward?"

Not only me, everyone has this question.

Daoist Master was taken aback for a moment, nodded, and said, "That's right, I'm sure Chiwen will definitely win."

"Chi Lang is so strong, why do you think he will win?" Brother Gu also asked curiously.

"When we met for the first time, I felt a very familiar aura on you. It is the Thunder Talisman refined by my good brother Zhou Yiyang. You should have it on each of you, right? I thought Chiwen was at a critical moment I will use the Thunder Talisman to kill Chi Lang, so I came to the scene in person to prevent the situation from getting worse, but the result was beyond my expectations."