When the sloppy Taoist priest and the elder Chuan Gong came out, they walked and chatted with each other. He looked down and down. He was probably flattering the elder Chuan Gong. The elder Chuan Gong was also smiling. When he was happy, he might teach him more.

Two moves.

After the sloppy Taoist priest came back, he got together with us, and several of us couldn't wait to ask him what cultivation method the elder Chuan Gong taught him.

However, this guy actually kept it secret from us, smiled mysteriously, and said he would wait until we got back.

Fortunately, all the things that needed to be done were basically done. The real master waved his hands to everyone and turned to leave.

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

We were full of curiosity, and even Chilang followed behind us, looking very gossipy.

After finally reaching Master Songhe's Taoist temple, I grabbed the sloppy Taoist priest's arm and said, "Do you want to tell me? If you don't, we will lynch you."

"What else can you do if I don't tell you?" The sloppy Taoist priest acted like a bachelor.

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

"Chilang, the time for revenge has come, beat him up quickly." I greeted him loudly.

However, at this time, Chi Lang did not dare to take action and stood there in a daze.

Fortunately, the sloppy Taoist priest was still wise, and the hero did not suffer the immediate loss, so he immediately raised his hands and surrendered, saying that he would talk now.

He straightened his robes and said proudly: "I won't hide it from you anymore. Elder Chuan Gong has passed on to me a set of authentic Maoshan Nine Heavens Thunder Techniques. As for its power, I don't know yet. It should be very powerful.

Look, let me practice for a while and see the effect."

When Chi Lang heard the sloppy Taoist priest talking about this, he looked incredulous: "Oh my god, it turned out to be the Jiuxiao Thunder Technique. This kind of technique seems to be only practiced by people at the elder level. There is no profound knowledge."

With cultivation as a support, the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique seems to be unable to exert much power. How could Elder Chuan Gong teach you this set of cultivation techniques?"

"I don't know either. It was probably discussed by the Master and the other elders. Since it was taught to me, I will practice it and give it a try. Maybe it will be useful to me." The sloppy Taoist priest smiled.

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

Ever since he was a child, all good things have been his. This time, the sloppy Taoist priest won the first place and got such a powerful practice method. Chilang must feel uncomfortable.

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

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

To have the consciousness of Lao Liu, he must not only be bold and careful, but also have a thick skin.

Chilang is just too thin-skinned. If he was half as thick-skinned as the sloppy Taoist priest, he wouldn't lose to him.

After a while of fussing, the sloppy Taoist priest told us another story: when the master gave him the Donghuang Bell, he invited a few of them to drink in his yard at night.

The head master knew that after the sloppy Taoist priest won the top spot 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 meal for us.

If the real master invites you to drink, there is no reason not to go.

Because of this, we didn't even have dinner, just to go to his place to eat and drink.

It is worth mentioning that the sloppy Taoist priest won the first place, and Master Songhe has not changed much. He still likes to drink, but he rarely gets drunk anymore. He often finds a place to sleep alone, looking very worried.

Know what you are thinking.

I always feel that Master Songhe's palace is very deep, and it feels like there is a heavy burden in his heart.

But as a junior, I don’t dare to ask more questions.

Before we knew it, it got dark, and a group of us walked in the dark and headed towards the residence of the master.

The reason why I didn't dare to go there at dawn was because I was afraid that people would gossip about the slovenly Taoist priest and the real person who had a personal relationship with the master...

After dark, there are basically no people walking around in Maoshan Sect, and there is no electricity here. It is dark all around, with only a few candles flickering and swaying in the wind.

A group of us passed through the bamboo forest and soon arrived at the small courtyard where the headmaster lived.

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

As soon as I walked into the small courtyard, I felt a resistance coming from the deep sea of ​​consciousness. It must be that the eight-tailed fox in me was a little unhappy. She seemed to dislike the headmaster's wife.

The food has been prepared. The master is wearing an ordinary Taoist robe. He is sitting in the small courtyard, holding a little girl in his arms. She looks like two or three years old. Her eyes are watery and expressive. She is talking to the master.

Playful.

This little girl is so pretty. If Master Ba sees her, he will definitely like her very much.

"Come on, come on over and sit down." When the master saw us coming, he greeted us enthusiastically.

"Little girl, she looks so cute. Brother Ge, is she a daughter-in-law? Why didn't you see her last time?" Brother Gu said with a smile.

"Last time she fell asleep, we didn't let her come out. Mengmeng, call uncle." The headmaster patted the little girl's shoulder.

The little girl called uncle in a babyish voice, which almost made our hearts melt.

It is estimated that Master Ba immediately fainted here.

Nothing else, as soon as it was served on the table, we started drinking directly and chatted very lively together.

Perhaps the headmaster's wife sensed that the eight-tailed fox in me was hostile to her, so she didn't accompany us out to drink this time. She just exchanged pleasantries, said she had something else to do, and went into the house.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, we were all a bit tipsy.

At this moment, 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 place, so you

Take out the Donghuang Bell as a reward?"

Not just me, everyone has this question.

The headmaster was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said, "Yes, I'm sure Chi Wen will win."

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

"When we first met, I felt a very familiar aura on you. It was the thunder talisman refined by my good brother Yiyi Yang. Each of you should have it, right? I thought Chi Wen was at the critical moment.
Chapter completed!