Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

Nangong Chunshui took Jun Lintian by the collar and went to the side. Sikong Changfeng was seriously enjoying the scenery, and couldn't help wanting to laugh.

What, you are so ignorant?

As for Luoshui, she stood aside with a smile.

Nangong Chunshui scolded him, and Jun Lintian listened angrily, because he was a little bit unkind just now.

After Nangong Chunshui finished scolding, he came back refreshed.

Looking at Sikong Changfeng for a few times, Nangong Chunshui smiled.

"Not bad... You broke through to the Heaven Realm so quickly. It turns out that Jun boy has a lot of treasures."

Nangong Chunshui did not deny Sikong Changfeng's talent, but he also minded using some external objects appropriately.

Nangong Chunshui patted Sikong Changfeng's shoulder happily.

Sikong Changfeng also had the joy of reunion after a long absence on his face.

"Master, I'm just about to go out and explore tomorrow. If Lin Tian hadn't brought me here, I'm afraid I would have missed you again."

"If you are destined to meet, you will meet each other. You won't miss each other."

Nangong Chunshui said with a smile.

"Come with me. I'll teach you a set of spear skills. I hope you can become famous in the world, so that this set of spear skills can be passed down."

Sikong Changfeng showed joy in his eyes and followed Nangong Chunshui to the distance.

Nangong Chunshui walked in front of him like a leisurely garden. When he was a distance away from Muyun Mountain, he stopped and said to Sikong Changfeng with a smile.

"You are luckier than them!"

"My swordsmanship is the best in the world, my knife skills are the best in the world, my boxing skills are the best in the world, and my palm skills are still the best in the world."

"No matter how they practice, it is difficult for them to surpass me."

Nangong Chunshui said calmly, and his light tone revealed his indifference that looked down on the world.

"But in terms of spearmanship, I consider myself average. If you become an unprecedented spearman, you will be the best in the world and can surpass me."

Nangong Chunshui has high expectations for Sikong Changfeng and is optimistic about his future.

"Watch out, this spearmanship is called [Jinglong]!"

Nangong Chunshui's speech speed suddenly increased, and he shouted suddenly, stretched out his hand to take the spear on Sikong Changfeng's back, leaped, and stabbed out with a spear.

In an instant, the sea of ​​clouds surged.

Next to Fengxiao Temple.

A handsome and cute little monk secretly hid behind a big tree and looked at Nangong Chunshui while he was scolding Jun Lintian.

After Nangong Chunshui left, the little monk turned his smart eyes and walked out.

"That big brother is so bad, scolding you for so long."

The little monk came to Jun Lintian and said with a serious face.

"My master can't bear to scold me for so long, and he will coax me every time!"

The little monk only came to Jun Lintian's waist, raised his little head, and stood up for Jun Lintian.

Jun Lintian suddenly found it interesting and asked with a smile.

"Little monk, what's your name?"

"My name is Wuchan!"

"My master is Master Wangyou, very famous. Many people at the foot of the mountain like to find my master to solve their confusion."

The little monk Wuchan replied with a bright smile.

"Do you like to watch magic tricks?"

Jun Lintian asked with a chuckle, and the little monk Wuchan's eyes lit up when he heard it.

"Little brother, can you do magic tricks?"

"Yes, yes! This Muyun Mountain is too high. I can't even go down the mountain to play. My master always asks me to recite lessons and practice martial arts."

Speaking of this, Wuchan shouted excitedly for a while, and then pursed his lips, full of grievances.

Jun Lintian smiled, opened his hand, and shook it in front of the other party.

Wu Chan watched carefully, his eyes flashing with excitement.

Jun Lintian gently shook his hand, circled from behind, and when he reappeared, he had a string of candied haws in his hand.

The big red hawthorns were covered with syrup that seemed to be still flowing, making people salivate.

"Wow~"

The little monk Wu Chan immediately screamed loudly, clapped his hands, and ran curiously behind Jun Lintian, but found nothing.

The little monk Wu Chan looked at Jun Lintian with admiration.

"Little brother, you are so amazing, I didn't see how you changed at all..."

Wu Chan said, staring at the candied haws, swallowing his saliva.

The master always said to buy him candied haws, but he never bought them back.

"Take it~"

Jun Lintian half-bent over and gave the candied haws to the other party. At the same time, he shook his other hand, and another string of candied haws made of several ingredients appeared, sprinkled with sesame seeds, melon seeds and other things.

"This is another way to make candied haws. Do you think it tastes good?"

Wu Chan saw Jun Lintian conjure up another string of candied haws of different shapes, and his eyes sparkled. He chewed the soft and glutinous hawthorn in syrup and mumbled, "Okay, okay, I'll try it right away."

A little hand grabbed another string of candied haws and took a bite of it after a while.

Hearing it was goodWu Chan's face was full of joy as he ate, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he smiled.

After swallowing the food in his mouth, Wu Chan replied seriously.

"Little brother, both strings of candied haws are delicious, Wu Chan likes them very much."

Jun Lintian laughed loudly upon hearing this, and touched his little bald head.

Wu Chan ate happily, one on the left and one on the right, with sesame seeds and sugar water on his little mouth.

The two came to sit on the small stone bench next to them. Wu Chan ate while pestering Jun Lintian to tell stories.

Because he also saw that Jun Lintian flew from the sky, he must be very powerful and have a lot of knowledge.

Jun Lintian smiled and picked some things to talk about.

Not long after, an old monk with a peaceful and gentle aura came out. The other party's eyes were extremely deep, as if he could easily see through people's hearts.

"Wuchan, the candied haws are almost finished, why don't you thank this little donor quickly."

The old monk frowned and scolded softly, with a kind face and a calming aura.

Wuchan, who was swinging his legs, jumped up immediately, his face was like a little cat, and he held up the gourd string with two candied haws and bowed to Jun Lintian seriously.

"Wuchan, thank you, little brother~"

After saying that, Wuchan made a face at his master again and trotted back to the temple.

"Master Wangyou!"

Jun Lintian greeted with a smile.

Master Wangyou chanted a Buddhist name in a low voice and walked slowly to Jun Lintian.

"I didn't know that Master Li and Master Jun were coming. This temple failed to welcome you. Please forgive me."

Master Wangyou sat down on the stone table next to him, stretched out his hand and flicked it, and a set of tea sets appeared on the table.

Jun Lintian smiled and wiped the teapot, a small fire started underneath, and the mountain spring water inside began to gurgle.

"Now it's time to call Nangong donor!"

"The name is just a code name, just the same person will do."

Master Wangyou had a calm face and was not surprised. He picked up the teapot and poured five cups of tea on the table.

"Female donor, I'm sorry for the poor hospitality. I only have one cup of thin tea. I hope you don't mind."

Wangyou first said softly to Miss Luoshui, then looked at Jun Lintian and let him do as he pleased.