When he returned to Ji Lei Mountain, it was already the end of the first watch. Lang Fei originally wanted to go back to his room to rest, but when he arrived at Ziqing Villa, there was a sudden commotion in the spirit beast bag on his waist. [New]
"What a silly bird! He must be too bored and wants to come out to have some fun." Lang Fei looked at the spirit animal bag containing Bai'er again, smiled angrily, and had to let Yu'er out.
The stupid bird just popped up, maybe it was suffocated, and he immediately raised its neck, waiting to scream loudly. Seeing this, Lang Fei didn't dare to let it scream randomly, so he hurriedly covered the bird's beak. "Scream, scream."
Shit, this is Jilei Mountain, not Xuanyu Mountain. If you’re not good, I’ll have you caught, plucked out, and roasted as a squab.”
The feather rolled its eyes and gently tapped the bird's beak on Lang Fei's hand to show that it understood.
"Brothers are settling accounts. Let's put the ugly words first. First, don't run around and scream and cause trouble. Second, don't be playful. Give me the spirit beast bag later. If you don't follow these two points,
As I say, you should return that black spirit beast bag called 'Blowing Pig' back to me."
Yu'er was stunned for a moment, then when she saw Lang Fei frowning and getting angry, he tapped Lang Fei's hand again.
Seeing this, Lang Fei let go of his hand and was waiting for a few words of instruction when he suddenly saw the feather flutter, fly to his shoulder, turn the bird's butt, and wave it three times towards his side face.
"Damn stupid bird!" Lang Fei grabbed a handful but missed, and Yu'er was already in mid-air in a flash.
"Big bastard! Big bastard!" The bird was silent for a long time, and the first sentence was a curse. Lang Fei was stunned when he heard the words, and before he could reply, the stupid bird was hanging in the air, with its belly bulging and shaking its belly.
He said with great authority: "I...I am Xuanfeng, you...you are the pigeon!"
When he first heard this, Lang Fei was shocked and dumbfounded. He never expected that a complete sentence would come out of the stupid bird's mouth. He was stunned in place and forgot to retort.
"Hmph!" The Yu'er combed his feathers and gave him a white eye. He folded and spread his wings, turning into a colorful light, which suddenly fell into the mountain clouds and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Na Lang Fei stood there, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. After walking around for a week, he couldn't see Yu'er, so he couldn't help pinching his thigh. "No." After that, he didn't care to go back to the house to rest, and hurriedly
He jumped up in a hurry and looked in the direction of Yu'er's flight. [New]
Ji Lei Mountain is no better than the middle sect. There are many masters on the mountain. Even with Yu'er's abilities, ordinary refiners can't hold it. But if Master Qinghe and Master Qingyun see it, what will happen? I think of a few
The experience of being chased by Master Kusong a month ago made him shudder, fearing that Yu'er would be up to no good and leave him alone.
Although Master Xuan Yu only has one disciple like him in his life, after spending seven years with Yu'er, he has long regarded him as his fellow disciple. At this moment, seeing him disappear in such dangerous places, Lang Fei is also confused.
Qi and urgency, he used his Yuan Power to the extreme, searching around Ji Lei Mountain in circles.
Unexpectedly, the search lasted all night, and Yu'er had no idea where he had flown to. Lang Fei searched almost the entire Jilei Mountain and searched every corner with his spiritual consciousness, but he was surprised to find no trace of it.
"It's strange... Although this silly bird usually does things a little unreliably, he also knows how to advance and retreat. What happened today? He knew that this place was dangerous, but he still acted so unreasonably."
Lang Fei couldn't help but secretly resented it. Seeing that it was already dawn and everyone in the house had walked out of his residence, he knew that he could no longer look around aimlessly. He had no choice but to go back to Ziqing Villa, intending to use his spiritual consciousness to conduct a closer inspection.
Fan.
He landed on the stone path of the other courtyard, walked back to his residence, and sat down at the jade table in the courtyard. Before he could release his spiritual consciousness, he suddenly heard a strange sound of wind in the air.
Lang Fei was startled. He looked up and saw two people falling directly above him. One of them was standing. Although he had an ordinary appearance, his clothes were truly amazing. He wore an eight-treasure dragon hat on his head.
He wears a golden silk crown, a Taoist robe from the Five Mountains and Four Mountains, a pair of densely woven lotus root silk jade shoes on his feet, and a white jade ruler with purple myrtle arches and seven stars in his hand.
Looking towards the morning sun, he saw the pearls and emeralds on his Taoist robe shining brightly. Lang Fei squinted and looked at the man in his arms. Ah! He turned out to be an acquaintance.
"Teacher...Master!" Before Lang Fei finished speaking, he heard a thud, and Wuzhenzi was thrown to the ground by someone who came, and then injected a beam of true energy into his back.
After Wu Zhenzi fell down, his misty eyes suddenly became a little clearer. He looked up at the people beside him, as if he suddenly drank the sobering elixir, climbed up on a wheel, and was busy.
Salute and bow. [ ] "Master Qingyun... why is it you?"
Lang Fei was also stunned, looked at Master Qingyun in surprise, hurriedly bowed lightly and said: "Master Qingyun, uncle."
Master Qingyun glanced at him, nodded, then turned his attention to Wuzhenzi, and said angrily: "Senior nephew Wuzhen, why can't it be me?"
Wuzhenzi heard this, looked at his clothes that were still messy, frowned, and said with a puzzled face: "Uncle, my nephew doesn't mean that. My nephew is strange. You don't meditate in Yunxiao Cave, how come you are not doing it?"
It’s time to come to my nephew’s place.”
Master Qingyun was stunned for a moment, with an angry look on his face. He designated Wuzhenzi and said, "You bastard, don't give me any bad looks. What am I here for? Don't you know what I'm here for?"
Wu Zhenzi blinked and did not dare to refute, so he scratched the back of his head without knowing why. He secretly thought that Master Qingyun's words were a bit incomprehensible. Could it be that he got carried away while practicing and got wind of the horns?
How long has Master Qingyun lived? He has become a human spirit long ago. Looking at him like this, how can he still not understand the truth? He immediately became furious, pointed at Wuzhenzi's robe and cursed: "You bastard, look at yourself."
What's on your clothes? And what's on your neck? Are you blind and don't recognize it?"
"Huh?" Wu Zhenzi lowered his head and looked at the front, but saw that the gray monk's robe was covered with wet and greasy things. He couldn't help being startled, pinched the front, lowered his head and took a sniff, but felt a pungent smell.
The smell of something.
"What is this?" Before saying goodbye, Wuzhenzi really didn't know what it was. He stared at Master Qingyun for a moment, then thought of his neck again, and couldn't help patting the Taoist robe and flipping it around.
Looking at the rouge mark under Wu Zhenzi's ear, Lang Fei knew that there was some disharmony between love and affairs. The bastard rolled his eyes, smiled, took out a bronze mirror, handed it to Wu Zhenzi, and said
: "Master, I...I remembered that I still have something to do. You and I will talk first. I will excuse you for a moment."
Then, he accused Master Qingyun again, turned around, and hurriedly hid in the room without showing his head again.
Wu Zhenzi didn't know the truth, so he took the bronze mirror from Lang Fei's hand and subconsciously took a look at the base of his neck, only to see that the entire surface was densely covered with traces of rouge.
"This..." Wu Zhenzi stared at a pair of bull's eyes, a little at a loss. He just thought that he had a blissful erotic dream, but somehow he really got a good kiss.
"You bastard, what else can you say? You haven't made any progress in your cultivation. I've learned a lot from this nondescript Taoist. If it weren't for my uncle, I happened to pass by. At this moment, you would still be lying naked in Yixiangyuan.
Those women are so happy in bed that they don’t miss Shu."
At this point, Master Qingyun snorted again with a look of hatred on his face, pointed at his nose and cursed: "You have been addicted to alcohol all your life, why don't you learn it now? You have no reason to go to a brothel, these ten
In the past eight years, my cultivation level has not improved much, but I have learned a lot about the bad habits of your master, my good senior brother."
Wu Zhenzi was so confused by him that he couldn't touch the east, west, north or south. Thinking about the past, he only vaguely remembered that he drank the "bottom out" given by Lang Fei. What happened next, he really
Not very clear. Now that Master Qingyun was scolding him, he wanted to defend himself, but he didn't know where to start, so he had no choice but to remain silent.
Master Qingyun taught him a lesson for a long time. First, he went through all the reprimands and repeated them again. Secondly, Wuzhenzi just pretended to be pitiful, lowered his head and resigned to his fate. He didn't think it was very interesting, so he looked carefully.
After looking at Zhenzi for a moment, he suddenly threw out a letter. "Go and do the things contained in it, so that you won't have nothing to do but drink and go whoring." After that, Master Qingyun sighed, moved his sword, and moved his sword.
The wind has returned to the mountains.
When he disappeared without a trace, Wu Zhenzi rolled his eyes and couldn't help but secretly cursed. "If it is really as you said, you found me in Yixiangyuan, the Taoist priest didn't stand on the beam and sang loudly, and he didn't
How did you, the old man, discover that you were walking around the streets with your butt naked? If you had the magic of spiritual consciousness, then you had nothing to do and took a look at the girl's boudoir in Yixiangyuan. Only the master is lustful, and I think you are too.
An old and dishonest person."
After speaking, Wu Zhenzi felt relieved. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of something wet and sticky on his sleeves. He let out a strange cry, pulled out a clean Taoist robe from his Xumi belt, and removed the tangled clothes on his body.
He took it off, pinched his nose and threw it aside, then put on a new one.
After changing into new clothes, Wu Zhenzi finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the jade stool to calm down. Suddenly he remembered what happened before he got drunk, and recalled the sullen yellow face. For a moment, he was filled with anger and slapped the table.
He stood up, turned to face Lang Fei who was poking his head on the second floor and shouted angrily: "You bastard, what a good thing you did!"
Then, he strode into the main hall, scolded, and stepped upstairs. When he was young, he came to the door of Lang Fei's room, kicked it open with a bang, and saw the man sitting at the table, holding a cup of tea in his hand.
Just smile silly at him.
Wu Zhenzi suddenly became furious, walked over to him, and slapped the table. "What's going on?"
Lang Fei said with an aggrieved face: "Master, this is no wonder, my disciple. You were drunk in that wine shop earlier. I wanted to take you back to the mountain, but I happened to pass by the Yixiang Courtyard. The girls said hello, you
It was like there were roots growing under my feet, and I couldn't move an inch. In the end, I was lured into the Yixiang Courtyard by those two girls."
"They lured me in, why didn't you, the apprentice, stop them?" Wu Zhenzi raised his eyebrows and asked again.
"Alas!" Lang Fei sighed, shook his head sadly, and said: "Master, why didn't my disciple persuade me? Just because you ate the weight and were determined to go to Cheng Huan, if my disciple stops me, you will beat me."
Cutting off the disciple's legs, the disciple had no choice but to give up. Later, he was worried that the people in Yixiangyuan would make you drunk, so he followed him in. Unexpectedly, the master found some girls he liked and asked the disciple to give the rest.
When you have bottomed out, you ask your disciples to pay the bill for you, leaving behind countless gold and silver."
After saying that, the bastard pouted and said, "Master, what is wrong with what my disciple did?"
Wu Zhenzi was confused by the psychedelic dispersion, and was confused by the Jiuyang Pill. He only vaguely remembered that he did drink flower wine and did some things, but he could not remember the specific conversations, words and deeds. Listen to Lang Fei
As he said this, he couldn't help but feel doubtful and ashamed. He looked at Lang Fei blankly, feeling a little unable to get off the stage.
The two masters and apprentices were stunned for a long time. Wu Zhenzi forced a smile and said happily. "I see, I misunderstood my apprentice." Then he thought again and muttered: "It's weird, it's weird. Xiang Rili was also drunk before, but he wasn't drunk either.
How could it be so unbearable just yesterday?"
Lang Fei pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Master, don't you hear that since ancient times, countless children have had sexual intercourse and lost their virginity after drinking. Drinkers are good at arousing people's desire. Just because Master used to drink so much
That spirit wine, bad wine, is not like my disciple’s strange recipe!”
"Oh!" Wu Zhenzi seemed to understand, and nodded thoughtfully.
Lang Fei was afraid that he would ask again about the ingredients and brewing process of the "Jijitai Er", so he hurriedly changed the topic, pointed to the letter in Wuzhenzi's hand, and said: "Master, this letter from my uncle is