Mr. Deng smiled, his strange eyes full of warmth. "It's been quite a while since we said goodbye to Huadu. I didn't expect to meet you in the capital."
After hearing this, Lan Chen unconsciously smiled sincerely, and some of the uneasiness in his heart seemed to be filled.
To put it bluntly, he was also a direct disciple of Mr. Deng. If he wanted to bully him, he had to look at Mr. Deng's face first. At the same time, he also sincerely thanked Mr. Deng as his master. He seemed to wave his sleeves, what? I don't care, but the 'Mistake Step' taught by him has played a great role.
Not to mention...his terrifying miraculous power. After copying it from his hand, he never had a chance to use it. In other words, the situation has not developed to a life-threatening situation, so he can use it if he can. .
"What's going on? What are you doing in the capital? You brat." Mr. Deng raised his hand and rubbed his head affectionately.
"Hey, you don't know this, right? Your disciple, I, was summoned by the Holy One! Didn't I just hand over the imperial edict to Bafang Hall?"
Mr. Deng's eyes suddenly lit up, but he frowned for a moment, "That old man, the emperor... ah no, he is our eternal and long-lived sage. What does he want from you?"
Having said that, Mr. Deng took a few cautious glances around him. This person was already in the capital, so he had to keep his mouth clean.
"Xuzhou is praying for rain. Baizhi County wrote a memorial about this and presented it to Beijing. During my journey, at least the water shortage problem has been solved. As for food, I have to take it one step at a time."
"Pray for rain!" The strange eyes trembled slightly, and Mr. Deng was as excited as if he had discovered some shocking secret. "You mean, you came up with that folk prescription for praying for rain!?"
"Exactly, what's going on? Old boy, do you think it would be very honorable to be my master? Aren't you going to teach me something more? For example, some ancient divine sword, or the Supreme Determination,"
"Go, go, go, your master, I have done so many earth-shattering things, just to pray for rain? Alas..." he sighed slowly, and Mr. Deng was unwilling to say, "Although I have no interest in the common people, But seeing them suffer like this, it's really... My achievements are nothing more than fighting and killing, but you are different. As a teacher, Qiongji has only been killing all his life, but you are saving, saving the world. Common people!"
"The best is better than the blue, the better is the better! Good, good, good!"
Even after saying three good words, Mr. Deng was in a really good mood. He was sincerely happy for Lan Chen. He could also feel that after a while, his realm had improved even more. His speed was so fast that he was praised for his progress. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a genius.
Helpless, Lan Chen didn't appreciate it. He rolled his eyes and said impatiently, "Bah! You bad old man, you are very pregnant. I believe you, don't talk about these useless things. Na!"
He raised his hand, threw it out, put two fingers together, rubbed them together, and made greedy gestures asking for money, "Give me something practical."
"Huh? Isn't this because you haven't been dealt with by the family since you became a disciple? Why don't we come and discuss it?"
"Stop, stop, you are being disrespectful. Think about it. Until now, you have only given me this mizongbu, and then you don't care about anything. I just don't care. I can have such attainments. Isn't that right? By myself."
"Isn't it true that the master leads you in, and your cultivation depends on yourself?"
"Then you can take it."
"Hey! Next time, next time I come back to the capital, I will just bring a suitcase. Speaking of which, it just so happens that we find a quiet place and let me see how you are doing with your wandering steps."
After saying that, Mr. Deng dragged Lan Chen over and walked towards the corner without hesitation.
At this moment, he felt quite embarrassed that after learning chess, calligraphy and painting, he had to show his skills to his three aunts and six aunts during the Chinese New Year and holidays.
This feeling of embarrassment gradually disappeared as the journey unfolded.
Mr. Deng couldn't help but look at him with admiration and kept mumbling good words.
After he finished using it, he still muttered that Lan Chen practiced better than him. He was really a genius to have mastered it in such a short period of time.
At the end, he gave some pointers and pointed out the shortcomings and areas for improvement. This really benefited Lan Chen a lot. At the same time, he repeatedly promised that he would give everything he had to teach him the next time he had everything ready.
"Hmph. I wonder, Master Deng, why are you here in Beijing this time?"
"I'm going to Beijing at the invitation of an old friend. I've just arrived. Which inn are you staying at?"
"Tongfu Inn..." Lan Chen said shyly.
But obviously, Mr. Deng didn't know where this embarrassment came from, and he just continued, "Okay, it's time to take the exam, and there's no inn to stay in, so I can only stay in his mansion temporarily. As for you, kid,
You’ve come here, why don’t you go and take the exam?”
"Is this thing something you can try out?"
"You are young and frivolous. You have such martial arts, why don't you show it off?"
"The big tree attracts the wind. Master, if you become famous in the future, might you have to be summoned by the Emperor...the Holy Lord?"
"It's okay, I promise you, he has to give me some respect no matter what, and he won't give you any hard work." Mr. Deng persuaded patiently, but it was this patience that made Lan Chen realize something.
"Wait a minute? Then how do I introduce myself in the ring to make myself famous?"
"My personal disciple! Isn't this nonsense!"
"I didn't expect Mr. Deng to mean this? I thought you were a hermit who was indifferent and indifferent to your ambitions, but you care so much about fame and fortune?" Lan Chen teased, and his eyes that glanced up and down revealed his true nature.
He was lightly sarcastic, as if he had finally caught Mr. Deng in trouble.
Who would have thought that what greeted him was a big fist that hit him hard on the forehead!
"It hurts, it hurts...Master! What are you doing!"
"You stinky boy, this is for your own good as a teacher. Think about it, we don't need an official position or a salary, but this name is so good. It makes it easy to travel around the world and do everything quickly. This
The hero who prays for rain is a disciple of Mr. Deng. Tsk, my face is so bright, hahaha!"
"Master, this is too much." Lan Chen rolled his eyes and said.
Unexpectedly, after learning that the emperor had summoned him to pray for rain, Mr. Deng would also have other thoughts. However, the scene that happened next made Lan Chen understand that he had misunderstood.
After laughing out loud, Mr. Deng calmed down and showed his poise and sophistication for his age for the first time in a long time. "What do you know? Boy, let me ask you, why can you ask for rain?"
"Ah this..."
"The whole sky is full of people with extraordinary abilities of ice, wind, and even fire, but why is it that no one can integrate all of them and pray for rain? That man of the emperor is so happy...
In short, he will tell the whole world, not only the Daqian Dynasty, but also foreign countries and even foreign races have to receive the news. Lan Chen, I also ask you, why are you?"
Every word is heart-breaking, like a heavy hammer hitting the heart.
Only then did Lan Chen understand why, all the way north, he felt faintly depressed, as if he was squeezing something, making him feel uncomfortable.
Now he also understood, yes, it is this simple truth that makes a big tree attract the wind.
But he forgot that it was not up to him. He just sat here and waited for death. He might as well take an opportunity to announce to the world that he was a direct disciple of Mr. Deng. All of this seemed to make sense.
This is Mr. Deng's direct disciple. No wonder he came up with such a method to pray for rain!
Lan Chen nodded blankly, and after understanding Mr. Deng's good intentions, he couldn't help but cast a grateful look.
"Understood?"
"I understand, it's better for Master to think long-term and be taught."
"Hey." Mr. Deng smiled, and after dispelling his seriousness, he said sternly, "Don't forget, you can praise me as much as you can. Anyway, it's best to praise me to the sky. This way
Once I travel across the mainland, I’ll take my time wherever I want.”
Lan Chen rolled his eyes and couldn't help complaining, "I feel like you were deceiving me just now. This is your true purpose."