After eight days of crazy suicidal practice, Wang Situ finally came out of seclusion in the early morning of the Luotian Festival.
After the body has been nourished by the innate Qi, his appearance, which was originally only considered above average, has also changed.
He has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, black hair shawl, his limbs are well-proportioned when he stands up, and his body is slender.
Coupled with the fact that he was wearing a white Taoist robe at this time, his every move gave him an aura of transcendence.
Don't ask, just ask: Wang Situ hasn't gone to the toilet in eight days.
Because the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was absorbed so fiercely, I was incapacitated for eight days, as if nothing was wrong.
After leaving the courtyard, Wang Situ's stomach began to growl, not because of hunger, but because of greed.
He casually broke off a branch, raised his sword finger and used the golden light spell to turn it into a blade. He cut a hairpin on the spot and tied up his hair.
Then, tapping his toes and using the acceleration of the rabbit charm, he arrived at the bottom of the mountain in a short while.
At this time, in the small county town at the foot of the mountain, people were coming and going on the streets, and there was an endless stream of private cars on the road.
Wang Situ walked through the slightly crowded crowd and came to a breakfast restaurant.
As soon as we entered, we saw Zhang Lingyu who had just returned to Longhu Mountain.
"Senior brother didn't tell you in advance when he came back. Originally, the master wanted me to pick you up."
After that, Wang Situ sat down opposite Zhang Lingyu and shouted to the boss: "Two fried dough sticks and a bowl of soy milk! And another sesame dumpling!"
"Okay, wait a minute! I'll bring it to you right now." After the boss responded, he turned and entered the kitchen.
The little Taoist priests sitting on both sides greeted Wang Situ in unison.
Wang Situ nodded in response and continued to look at Zhang Lingyu opposite who was eating without saying a word.
At this time, Zhang Lingyu finished eating, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at Wang Situ sitting opposite, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.
Then he said gently: "Forget about picking up people, but you, I haven't seen you for a few days, your complexion has improved a lot, and your practice has made great progress. Did you get any opportunities?"
Seeing Zhang Lingyu asking, Wang Situ imitated the other party's elegant tone and said: "Brother, have you met Zhang Chulan this time when you went down the mountain?"
Zhang Lingyu paused after hearing this, and then said: "I've seen it before."
Seeing that the other party didn't really want to mention it, Wang Situ didn't mention it without the sense of humor.
On Longhu Mountain, the old heavenly master Zhang Zhiwei had ten disciples, and Zhang Lingyu ranked last.
Although Wang Situ has only been a disciple of Laotian Master for a short period of time, for this newly joined junior disciple.
Zhang Lingyu is still relatively caring, so the relationship between the two cannot be said to be bad.
At this time, the boss came over carrying Wang Situ's breakfast.
"The sesame balls are sold out today, so I'll give you a sugar cookie instead." As he said that, the boss brought the things to Wang Situ's table.
The three of them were all going back to Longhu Mountain. They met Wang Situ here and waited for him to go up the mountain together.
After dinner, the four of them walked towards Longhu Mountain.
Along the way, because of Zhang Lingyu's presence, the four of them walked up without a smile.
In the eyes of others, they looked like two young Taoist priests with outstanding temperament, their Taoist robes were white and spotless, and they were followed by two little Taoist boys.
Coupled with the scenery of Longhu Mountain and the ancient stone steps winding up, it is simply a scene of an immortal coming to earth.
I couldn't help but take out my mobile phone or camera and started taking pictures.
Wang Bing, who was accompanying his grandfather on the mountain climbing ahead, saw this scene and was startled.
Seeing his great-grandson in a daze, Wang Ai called out softly, which brought Wang Bing back to his senses.
Wang Ai leaned on crutches and turned around and asked: "My dear grandson, what's wrong? Are you tired?"
After hearing this, the servants of the Wang family nearby were ready to take out the folding sedan carried on their backs.
Seeing that the servant was about to take out something, Wang said impatiently: "Put the things away, I won't be tired from the journey."
Seeing his great-grandson like this, Wang Ai said with concern: "If you have anything to say, please tell me. I'll help you sort it out. He's growing up, so don't get angry."
Seeing that the master had said this, Wang Bing had no choice but to reply: "Sir, I was attacked by people from Longhu Mountain that day. The person who attacked me seemed to be behind us."
After saying that, his index finger pointed in the direction of Wang Situ and others.
Wang Ai turned around and looked back with a gloomy expression at the four young Taoist priests who were preparing to come up.
He turned to Wang Bing and said, "My dear grandson, tell me who beat you."
After Wang Bing looked at it carefully for a while, he pointed at Wang Situ and said uncertainly: "It seems to be this person, right? But it doesn't seem to be the case. The person who attacked me last time looks somewhat similar to this Taoist priest, not very similar.
Make sure it’s this person”
After hearing this, Wang Ai looked around and saw the faces of several people.
Then he said to Wang Bing, who was meditating next to him: "My dear grandson, have you forgotten what I taught you?"
"I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go."
"Since it is somewhat similar to the person who attacked you, then just retaliate directly. Why should you care if it is that person?"
After hearing the grandpa's explanation, Wang Bing was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "What the grandpa said is that my grandson is stupid."
Seeing that his great-grandson was happy again, Wang Ai couldn't help but smile and said: "My dear grandson, let's go up the mountain first. When Luotian's feast begins, there will be plenty of opportunities to deal with him."
"When the time comes, I will find someone to tie him up and give him to you as a sandbag, okay?"
"Well, thank you, Master." Wang Bing said happily.
Then the two of them walked all the way to the top of the mountain without stopping.
In the distance, Wang Situ and his party were also walking up the mountain.
Both of them felt Wang Ai's appraising gaze just now.
After seeing the other party leave, Zhang Lingyu turned to look at Wang Situ and asked: "Situ, that man is one of the ten elders, Wang Ai, the head of the Wang family."
"Did you have any issues with him?"
Hearing this, Wang Situ shook his head and responded: "It's not the festival, so the old man's eyes are probably on you. After all, you are a leader among the younger generation. Maybe his great-grandson's competition will fall into your hands."
Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu glanced at Wang Situ and did not answer.
Then the two of them arrived at the top of the mountain.
At this time, there were many people on the top of the mountain, most of them strangers, but also a few ordinary people.
At this time, a man in black robe accidentally bumped into Wang Situ, and with a startled glance, Wang Situ couldn't help but widen his eyes.
The person who came was thin, with straight hair, a hooked nose, and was wearing a black robe and cloak. His eyes gave people a cold and unfathomable feeling, his complexion was sallow, and there was a Dark Mark on his left arm.
This man looks exactly like Severus Snape, the Potions professor in Harry Potter!
At this time, another Albus Dumbledore walked next to him.
Wang Situ thought at this time: "Okay, the principal and professors of Hogwarts are here, and Nick Fury from SHIELD will be here soon. Maybe Luo Tian will catch up with the Avengers after the feast."
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Liu Laoliu setting up a stall next to him.
Wang Situ couldn't help but approached and asked: "Master, do you have any other clay sculptures here?"
Liu Laoliu, who was setting up a stall next to him, was so frightened when he heard this that he almost dropped a handful of dzi beads in his hand to the ground.
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