Saying that, Zhao Fuxi raised the wine jar high, and the old Taoist immediately panicked.
He waved his hands quickly: "No, no, no!"
As a result, Zhao Fuxi suddenly imitated Wu Zhi's expression and smiled evilly!
With a sound of "ping!", Zhao Fuzhen smashed the wine jar into pieces.
Immediately, the rich and extremely fragrant aroma hit your nostrils.
"Oh, my little ancestor!"
"How can such a fine wine be wasted?"
The old Taoist priest rushed over, lay on the ground and opened his mouth, ready to suck the scattered drinks on the ground.
As a result, Zhao Fuxi stretched out her hand and lifted up a piece of cloth behind her.
I saw that there were dozens of jars of such fine wine hidden under that piece of cloth!
The old Taoist priest's eyes immediately went straight!
The silver beads are about to pop out of the eye sockets!
However, he soon discovered that Zhao Fuxi had actually picked up a hammer from the ground.
With a "ping", one of the jars of wine was smashed into pieces!
"Do you want to accept a disciple?"
"If you don't accept a disciple, I will continue to knock you!"
"No, no, no! Can't I accept it?"
The old Taoist priest looked at Zhao Fuxi with a wry smile on his face, as if he had met his nemesis.
In this world, how can there be such a girl's family that forces a monk to accept a disciple like this?
"I asked you, little girl, where did you learn such rogue tricks?"
Zhao Fuzhen chuckled: "Is this a rogue?"
"That's because you haven't seen me call him a man. There has never been anyone in the world more scoundrel than him!"
Zhao Fuxian was very proud, and it was because of Wu Zhi's exaggeration that you had a good idea.
This noble princess is now completely "black".
She said: "I was told that you like to drink."
"I brought out dozens of jars of the fine wine that my men collected."
"I'm telling you, as long as you are willing to accept me as your disciple and teach me Taoism with all your heart."
"You can have as much wine as you want from now on!"
The old Taoist priest's eyes suddenly lit up: "Seriously!?"
"Hmph, this princess never lies to anyone!"
Faced with Zhao Fushi claiming to be a princess, the old Taoist priest was obviously not surprised. He seemed to have known Zhao Fushi's identity from the beginning.
The old Taoist priest held his beard, then said as if he were a master.
"Since Your Highness the Princess sincerely wants to become a disciple, I will reluctantly accept you as my disciple."
"From now on, you are my close disciple, Qiao Shuinian."
Qiao Shuinian acted like a master, shaking his head.
"Disciple, tell me, my master, what kind of Taoism do you want to learn?"
Zhao Fuxi looked at Qiao Shuinian with a smile.
"Does it still need to be said? Of course it is to make waves, scatter beans into soldiers, and turn stones into gold!"
Qiao Shuinian, who was drinking happily, spit out a mouthful of old wine when he heard this.
"What you think is beautiful!"
"If you can really turn stone into gold, why would you need to live in such a miserable state as a teacher?"
Zhao Fuxian: "What about the Wind and Rain Head Office?"
Qiao Shuinian: "I don't know how to be a teacher."
Zhao Fuxian: "What about spreading the beans and forming an army?"
Qiao Shuinian: "I have never learned."
Zhao Fuxi was a little annoyed: "Then tell me, what do you know?"
"You can't even master palm thunder and such a low-level Taoist technique, right?"
Qiao Shuinian's eyes suddenly widened when he heard Zhao Fuxi talking about the thunder in his palm.
"You, my disciple, are so young, how can you speak so arrogantly!?"
"Am I arrogant? No, palm thunder is really simple."
While talking, Zhao Fuxi took out a yellow talisman paper from her sleeve.
Put it between your palms with a "pop" sound.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Fuxian muttered a few words at a very fast speed in her cherry mouth.
At the right moment, Qiao Shuinian was extremely surprised to find that lightning flashed between Zhao Fuzhen's palms!