Looking at Zhou Ze who calmly walked out of the villa door, the two beauties in the room were stunned.

"No, it will take at least half an hour for him to recover!" Song Ci raised her hand and looked at her palm and said.

Lin Zhaoxue crawled onto her cheeks with a hint of blush: "Are he so handsome when he turned around and spoke just now?"

"Flower fool." Song Ci bounced Lin Zhaoxue's head and said, "Men are not good things!"

"Okay, Sister Song, Zhou Ze is a good person." Lin Zhaoxue hugged Song Ci's arm and said, "And I won't not want to get married like you."

Thinking of Zhou Ze's rude offense to him, Song Ci's face was like ice frost: "It would be better if all men in the world were dead."

"Okay, Sister Song, I'm going back, otherwise it's too late, my third uncle will doubt it." Lin Zhaoxue blinked at Song Ci and ran out.

Song Ci curled her lips: "If you want to go find Zhou Ze, just say it, and you still hide it."

"Loyal Dog, keep up with Xueer."

After saying that, the white cat chased Lin Zhaoxue like a flash.

"Zhou Ze, Zhou Ze!"

Zhou Ze, who was about to walk out of the villa area, suddenly heard someone calling him behind him, and turned around and found that it was Lin Zhaoxue.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Ze asked.

Lin Zhaoxue thought for a long time, then said, "I can't do it if I want to go online!"

"Well, then you go." Zhou Ze walked in the opposite direction.

Lin Zhaoxue looked at Zhou Ze's back and stomped her feet, then walked back angrily: "You can't even see the sending you out. You're such an annoying bastard."

Zhou Ze, who got into a taxi, thought about it and sent a message to his apprentice Guo Dali: "Come to Qingfeng Mountain."

...

"Master, what's the matter with me?" Guo Dali, who pushed open the viewing door, asked, "How is it like eating at the master's house?"

"Go to you." Zhou Ze lay on the stairs in the hall of Taoist temple, pointing to the pharmacy with a pale face: "Follow this prescription to help me make some medicine, and your own medicine together. Look at the scars on your face this time, it should be almost healed after taking the medicine."

"Master, are you injured?!"

Listening to Zhou Ze's weak voice, Guo Dali hurriedly stepped forward to check.

"I was beaten by a... expert." Zhou Ze thought about it, but still felt that it would be better not to tell Song Ci's true identity.

Guo Dali covered his mouth in surprise: "There is actually a master in this world who is more powerful than his master?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Ze patted Guo Dali's forehead: "Although I admit that what you said makes sense, we should be low-key in life."

"Don't be shameless." Dao Master's voice sounded: "Da Li, go and boil the medicine. Your master just opened his closed acupoints to pretend to be 13 years old to surging blood in front of a woman."

"Ah?!" Guo Dali asked, "Woman? Is it the master's wife?"

Zhou Ze said helplessly: "I said, can you not be so modern in your words? You have lived for hundreds of years."

"Why are you standing there?" Zhou Ze kicked Guo Dali: "Why don't you go and boil the medicine quickly."

"Hehehe, that's why the master's wife didn't run away."

"Get out!"

After a while, Guo Dali came to Zhou Ze with a bowl of dark brown medicine.

Looking at the scars on Guo Dali's face that were a little lighter, Zhou Ze slowly spoke: "I still thought I would see you real today. It seems that I was wrong."

"What did Master say? I am very grateful to Master for being like this on my face." Guo Dali smiled and handed the bowl in his hand: "Master, take medicine."

"well..."

Zhou Ze sighed, then pinched his nose: "Qingfengguan is nothing else, but the medicine he boiled is really the most painful thing in the world."

"Okay, Master, the medicine is bitter." Guo Dali said with a wicked smile.

It was obvious that he had suffered a lot from this medicine. At this time, he was smiling silly at Zhou Ze.

Holding his breath and swallowing the medicine into his stomach, Zhou Zebai glanced at Guo Dali and complained: "I still like to boil medicine but not to take medicine."

"Isn't it also boiled the medicine?" Guo Dali muttered.

"Okay." Zhou Ze shook his arms, briefly moved his limbs and said, "Practice Tai Chi with me."

"Really?!" Guo Dali said in surprise: "Okay!"

Recalling the shortcomings of his battle with Song Ci, Zhou Ze had some new insights in his heart.

And he also understood a truth that he should not underestimate any inconspicuous person, nor should he be arrogant and self-righteous.

Following Zhou Ze into the training room of the Taoist temple, Guo Dali was stunned.

Looking at the broken wooden stakes and the decomposed dummies inside, Guo Dali murmured: "Master, our Taoist temple is really worn out."

"That's not the money to repair it." Zhou Ze scratched his head.

Suddenly he seemed to think of something and looked at Guo Dali with a smirk: "Didn't you remember that you told me just now that you won several villas during the competition!"

"Yes, Master." Looking at Zhou Ze's appearance, Guo Dali couldn't help but retreat, and all his hair was rising.

"Can you lend me some money to spend and repair the Taoist temple for me?" Zhou Ze expressed his purpose.

"no."

Before Guo Dali could speak, Dao Master's voice floated out: "If you want Guo Dali to help you repair the Taoist temple, you can make him the new master of the Taoist temple."

"Ah?" Guo Dali waved his hands repeatedly: "Master, I can't bear this! Besides, I just want to learn from Master..."

"You really believe it after saying it, right?" Zhou Ze kicked it over and said with a smile: "You are not so poor that you can borrow money from you."

"I still owe the little girl ten thousand yuan." Master Dao ruthlessly sabotaged the situation.

Zhou Ze pulled Guo Dali to the center of the practice room: "End this topic and follow the teacher to practice a set of Tai Chi."

"Hehe." Guo Dali smiled without saying anything, and said nothing about Zhou Ze's defeat.

"But Master, the wooden stakes here are broken into this shape, can you still practice martial arts?" Guo Dali said and punched the wooden stake next to him.

"Bang!"

The corroded and deformed wooden piles suddenly exploded into pieces.

"You have such great strength to break the wooden stake, of course it is not because the wooden stake is too broken." After Zhou Ze said that, he stretched out his palm and touched the second wooden stake.

I just reached out and touched it without using too much force. The wooden stake was also broken like before.

"Forehead..."

Zhou Ze touched his nose and said a little embarrassedly: "I am tired today, so I won't practice anymore."

"That's not OK, Master, if you don't have wooden stakes, please teach me the basic moves first." Guo Dali muttered: "Do you really teach me? Why don't you even teach me the basics? I want me to start hitting wooden stakes..."

"Okay." Zhou Ze started his horse stance: "Then let me teach you some basic Tai Chi first."
Chapter completed!