Random rebate: I will be invincible if I pass on my merits

Chapter 109 What?Teacher and disciple?

Above the heavenly court, an old man with white beard and white hair was looking curiously at the opposite Taoist.

"What wind brought Uncle Master to my Thunder Department?"

Wen Zhong asked curiously.

The young Taoist smiled slightly: "Why? You are not welcome?"

Wen Zhong chuckled: "How can that be? However, my uncle is in charge of the Plague Department, and he usually sees his head and tail, but today he has time to come to my Lei Department and catch up with me?"

With a wave of his hand, a pot of clear tea appeared out of thin air on the table in front of him, and above the spout was emitting a long fragrance.

"Try it. The master gave it to me a few days ago. I'm not good at tasting tea. Today I can use it to entertain my uncle."

Although this young Taoist looks delicate and handsome, his status in the Heavenly Court is really not low.

In charge of the Plague Department, Emperor Haotian of the Plague Department: Lu Yue!

Lu Yue smiled and said nothing, took a cup of tea, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and immediately, a little intoxicated color appeared on his face.

"Senior Sister Jin Ling has such a wonderful thing, it's really outstanding."

Immediately, he drank the tea in his hand slightly.

Seeing Lu Yue's secretiveness, Wen Zhong didn't force it, and chatted with Lu Yue while opening the tablecloth tea.

"To tell you the truth, uncle, a few days ago, I really encountered a strange thing."

"Oh? What strange thing?"

Wen Zhong smiled slightly: "My Thunder Department is in charge of the world's thunder. If there are any living beings in this human world who want to survive this catastrophe, they will naturally be within my jurisdiction."

Lu Yue nodded slightly: "It's natural. A few days ago, didn't a female fairy ascend to the sky? It is said that she entered the fairyland and belonged to the empress's sect."

Wen Zhong nodded slightly: "Uncle, guess what? When this female fairy crossed the catastrophe, the spiritual power in her body fluctuated, and she actually had the aura of my Biyou Palace."

Lu Yue's hand holding the teacup froze slightly: "Have you ever admitted your mistake?"

Wen Zhong smiled and shook his head: "Master, don't make fun of me. Although I have only been a beginner for a few years, how can I still admit my mistake with the spiritual power of my Biyou Palace lineage?"

"Then, how did you do it?" Lu Yue asked with great interest.

Wen Zhong smiled and shook his head: "We are both from the Biyou Palace lineage, and have not done anything that angers people. Although the law of heaven judges it to be a ninety-nine calamity, but the power of this calamity thunder, the younger brother has to slightly subtract some power, or It's not difficult."

Lu Yue nodded: "There is nothing wrong with that, Junior Brother, I came here today because I have something to tell you."

Wen Zhong put down the teacup in his hand, and gently stroked his beard.

"Master, please speak."

"Do you know that the Patriarch still has successors in the human world?"

Wen Zhong chuckled: "I have many disciples of the Jiejiao. Although the battle between the Shang and Zhou Dynasties caused heavy casualties, how unusual is it to have one or two branch branches of the Jiejiao?"

Lu Yue shook his head slightly: "Nephew, you don't understand what I mean."

"Oh?" Wen Zhong was a little puzzled immediately: "Then, what does Uncle Master mean?"

Lu Yue took a deep breath: "I mean, the patriarch still has his own disciples in this human world!"

Wen Zhong shook his hand, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground and smashed to pieces!
"Uncle, don't talk nonsense!"

Lu Yue nodded heavily: "Of course I won't talk nonsense! Brother Duobao once recorded the method taught by the patriarch in a book, and this book has now been learned!"

Wen Zhong was stunned for a moment, and then, there was a huge surprise!
"Good, good, good!"

He uttered three good words in a row, and his body unconsciously stood up!
"On that day, the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation was broken, and the Patriarch was brought into Zixiao Palace by Patriarch Hongjun. I thought that the lineage of the Jiejiao would be lost. I never imagined that there would be such a miracle!"

Seeing how excited his nephew was at his age, Lu Yue also smiled.

Jiejiao may be the sect with the most mixture of three religions, nine streams, and fish and dragons, but, in a sense, Jiejiao is also the most united sect!
"Okay, nephew, you sit down first, anyway, Lei Bu is in charge, why is it still like this?"

Seeing Wen Zhong wandering around the room excitedly, Lu Yue was dizzy and had no choice but to interrupt.

Wen Zhong just sat down, and immediately asked countless questions like a cannonball.

"According to seniority, I should call him little uncle, right?"

"How's my little uncle's qualifications? How's his conduct? Is his temper pure? If he's like the traitor who waved the flag back then, what should we do?"

"Since he has obtained the inheritance from the patriarch, when will he ascend? Will he need my Leibu's help?"

Lu Yue smiled slightly: "Nephew, do you know why the Majesty I was waiting for in Lingxiao Palace didn't go to court today?"

Wen Zhong shook his head suspiciously: "I don't know, could it be related to this matter?"

Lu Yue nodded heavily: "Not only our uncle Haotian, but also the empress of Yaochi is not in the heavenly court today."

Wen Zhong is an extremely personable official who was once a grand master, so how could he not understand what Lu Yue meant?
"You mean to say?"

"That's right, Your Majesty and the Queen Mother, today, I'm afraid they will go to the lower realms to meet my little junior brother!"

Wen Zhong still didn't understand: "I'll see you when I see you. After all, we will be monarchs and ministers in the future. Even if we meet, what can we do? Could it be that His Majesty still expects the little uncle to control us?"

Lu Yue smiled and shook his head: "Nephew, nephew! You are too straightforward! In other words, if your junior brother goes to heaven in the future, His Majesty directly asks him to take your place, what should you do?"

Wen Zhong didn't know, so he went in: "Then leave it to my junior uncle, this Leibu is a righteous man, and it's not an idle job."

"However, have you ever thought that Your Majesty may use the junior brother as a medium to divide my disciples?"

"If the younger brother advises us to obey His Majesty's will, shall we listen or not?"

Wen Zhong is by no means a fool, but even though he was in the Shang Dynasty back then, Wen Zhong was not a group of people with long sleeves and good dancers.

This is what Lu Yue said, if Wen Zhong still doesn't understand, then it's not Wen Zhong.

"Then, what should I do?"

Lu Yue smiled wryly: "How can it be? According to seniority, although he is my junior brother, he must be taken care of naturally. If the junior brother wants to stand on His Majesty's side, we also need to have a charter."

Wen Zhong frowned slightly: "If the junior uncle refuses, Haotian will probably arrange the junior uncle into an official position without rank. At that time, how should I treat these people?"

Lu Yue sighed: "If that's the case, I'll help out more. Among the high-ranking disciples in the Heavenly Court, six out of ten disciples occupy high positions. As long as the junior brother is of one mind with us, I won't be able to treat him badly." .”

Wen Zhong nodded slightly: "That's true, but, our little uncle, have you met uncle?"

Lu Yue shook his head: "Never before, if I hadn't felt the sword energy of the Qingping sword, the magic weapon carried by the patriarch a few days ago, I wouldn't even know that there was such a thing."

"Patriarch sword energy?" Wen Zhong was even more delighted!
If Master Tongtian is released by Patriarch Hongjun, then Jujiao will have a backbone again!

"Yes, I definitely didn't feel wrong. Now, all we can do is wait!"

"Wait until my junior brother ascends, wait until he accepts His Majesty's canonization, and see how our Majesty will treat him!"

Wen Zhong nodded fiercely: "Okay! I only hope that this little uncle can withstand the pressure of His Majesty!"

　Today is still the fifth watch. As of now, the results on the shelves are really not ideal. Maybe the small land is really not suitable for writing books. . .However, as agreed on the first Friday, the smaller land will still do it, and we will see the situation later. I didn’t go to bed until after two o’clock last night, and I was dizzy all over.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)