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Chapter 135 Long time no see, goodbye by fate (fifth update, please subscribe!)

The Yuqing Peak of the Taiqing School is the residence of the head teacher.

"Little friend, you're here." Master Ziyang rarely slept in the Taiqing sect.

He was standing on the edge of the cliff at this time, quietly watching the sea of ​​clouds flowing in front of him.

Wu Qiong remained silent, he saw no obstacles along the way, which was obviously ordered by Master Ziyang in advance.

"Little friend, don't you want to ask the old Taoist a question? Why didn't you talk when you came here." Master Ziyang went to the stone table and sat down: "Since you're here, let's play two games with the old Taoist."

Wu Qiong came over and sat opposite him, raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Is it still 100 taels?"

Master Ziyang took out the pipe and lit it, took two puffs, shook his head and said with a smile: "No money this time."

Wu Qiong felt relieved, and held Hei Luozi Tianyuan: "Then Li Zongrui's left arm was cut off by the Taoist priest and then connected to the right side for him."

Master Ziyang said: "Not bad."

"Why?" Wu Qiong asked.

What he asked was why he was not killed three years ago.

"Since that happened three years ago, little Xuanzi has a heart demon." Master Ziyang blew out a smoke ring leisurely: "This lewd thief is the tool that the old Taoist left him to use to cast his heart."

"No wonder that guy didn't dare to leave Taiqing City." Wu Qiong shook his head, and continued to talk: "So those people were killed by him a few days ago, and the Taoist priest also knew?"

"I know." Master Ziyang's voice was flat.

Wu Qiong asked: "The Taoist priest allows him to be so presumptuous?"

"It doesn't matter." Master Ziyang tapped the soot in the cigarette stick: "As long as Xiaoxuanzi can cast his heart smoothly, it doesn't matter how many little characters outside die."

"Brother Dao's gentle temperament may not be acceptable." Wu Qiong sighed.

Master Ziyang smiled: "He won't know."

"Aren't the Taoists afraid to tell him?" Wu Qiong tried on the verge of death.

"Then, little friend, will you tell him?" Master Ziyang asked back.

The two looked at each other and both smiled.

"I haven't lived enough yet." Wu Qiong gave another son: "It seems that this secret will follow in the next life. But I feel a little disadvantaged, and I don't know if it will grow."

"No." Master Ziyang flatly refused: "The 700 taels lost to the old man, don't even think about it, kid."

"No, I just want to ask when the Taoist priest will return the money that Xiangu Zhao won the competition." Wu Qiong asked.

He no longer intends to win money, as long as Master Ziyang refunds his principal.

Master Ziyang took two puffs of his cigarette, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring: "The flowers are over."

"Ah?" Wu Qiong was dumbfounded.

"There's no reason to return the money that's in the old Tao's pocket." Master Ziyang said leisurely, "Little friend, you're still too young."

"No way, Daoist, it's so dark?" Wu Qiong was speechless.

"It's not that there is no solution." Master Ziyang said with a smile: "My little friend, isn't he going to take revenge on those two sects? It's over if the old Taoist lends you a few people. Just treat the money as hiring them."

"But the bosses of those two sects are all half-step Daoist, I'm afraid the innate realm is not enough." Wu Qiong frowned slightly.

He thought it was Zhang Yu Ye Qingxuan who was thrown to him by Master Ziyang.

"Hehe, the half-step Taoist method." Master Ziyang smiled disdainfully: "The old Taoist borrowed you two to 'Taoist method of natural environment', not enough and more."

Wu Qiong opened his mouth.

Tingyuge and Senluodian are both top-notch sects in the Jianghu, and even their boss is only half-step, which is already very powerful!
We must know that less than half of the 36 people on the Tianbang have truly reached the "Taoism of Nature".

You just borrowed two of them so easily, and you still say "not enough and more".Could this be the confidence of the top sect and Taoist leader?
"Enough." Wu Qiong shook his head, then sneered behind his back: "Now we can make a big fuss."

"It's not enough." Master Ziyang smiled slightly: "Er Gou also knew about this. He sent a letter to me a few days ago, saying that Shaolin will also send two eminent monks who 'follow Taoism and the natural world' to cooperate with you. Time to arrive."

Wu Qiong's eyes were dull. Is this really the leader of Buddhism and Taoism, not some evil force?What happened to this arena?
"Oh, that's right." Master Ziyang seemed to have thought of something suddenly: "Ergou is the common name of Xuankong's old bald donkey. He is a small-minded person. If you let him know that you have heard his name before. Hehe. Anyway, my friend Pay attention to yourself."

Wu Qiong rolled his eyes, then what the hell are you talking about!

And I already knew, okay, not only Ouyang Ergou, but also you, Sikong Tiezhu, these are all names I personally gave you in my previous life.

"There is still one thing I don't understand." Wu Qiong said strangely: "Sen Luo Palace is nothing more than that, Tingyu Pavilion is a decent family, Daoist, you just take revenge like this."

Master Ziyang took a puff of cigarette, and said disdainfully: "Famous and decent? It's none of my business. The old Taoist only knows that the apprentices of the old Taoist were ambushed by them, and they almost couldn't come back. It's good that the old Taoist didn't come to kill them personally, and they still What do you want?"

Wu Qiong nodded. There are rumors in the world that the Taiqing sect is extremely protective, which is true.

"Okay, I've finished talking and playing chess. Little friend, do whatever you want to do." Master Ziyang placed a piece on the chessboard.

Wu Qiong took a closer look, and sure enough, he lost again.

"Okay." Wu Qiong got up and cupped his hands: "We will set off for Qizhou tomorrow morning, Daoist, take your leave."

Wu Qiong turned around and walked down the peak, when Ziyang Master's voice came from behind: "If there is a foreign invasion, you can send someone to inform our faction. It is the duty of the Taiqing Sect to resist foreign tribes."

When Wu Qiong turned his head, the top of Yuqing Peak was covered by clouds and mist, and he could not see the real Ziyang.

Maybe, he missed those classmates who never came back again.

In the early morning of the next day, at the foot of the Taiqing School.

"Brother Wu, don't we say goodbye to the Taoist priest?" Jie Se asked.

Although he didn't feel it when they were doing things together, but at this moment, he was really reluctant to part with each other suddenly.

"That's right, Brother Poor. Why don't you say goodbye to that Xiangu Zhang?" Li Jianshi teased, curling her lips.

They were finally leaving, and the nun didn't follow, so she was in a very good mood at this time.

"If there is a fate, we will meet again; if there is no fate, then forget each other in the world." Wu Qiong smiled.

"Brother Wu, what you said is so unreasonable. We suffered together in the past, and you go to 'repay' them now, how can you be less poor?"

There was a clear and clear laughter, and five figures floated out from the mountain path.

Ye Qingxuan smiled and said: "Brother Wu, these two are poor Taoist uncles, the one on the left is Uncle Zixu, and the one on the right is Uncle Zichong."

Behind him, the two Taoist priests, one fat and one thin, nodded at the crowd as a greeting.

"Amitabha, there is no need to introduce the two poor monks. Wu Shaoxia, long time no see." A monk behind Ye Qingxuan said with a smile.

"National Teacher, no, Master Xuanji, and Master Xuanhua, I didn't expect it to be you!" Wu Qiong said in surprise.

After all, they are theater friends who have discussed acting skills together, and Wu Qiong still has some affection for them.

That's right, the two masters of "Taoism following the natural world" sent by Shaolin Temple are Xuanji and Xuanhua.

"Master Xuanhua, have you stepped into the 'Taoism of Nature'? Congratulations!" Wu Qiong congratulated.

"I also want to thank Wu Shaoxia." Xuanhua said with a smile: "Wu Shaoxia helped our temple get rid of the traitors, the poor monk's demons are gone, and he has found a goal to fight for in the future. I didn't expect this threshold to be crossed like this."

Your goal in the future should be acting, right? Wu Qiong pursed his lips, but he didn't dare to ask this question after all.

"Then let's go on the road." Ye Qingxuan smiled, and then he slapped his forehead, took out an oil-paper umbrella from the shrine, and handed it to Wu Qiong: "Brother Wu, this is what Zhang Shimei asked Pindao to hand over to you." .”

Wu Qiong felt the eyes of the two women almost piercing into his back, and asked tremblingly, "Isn't this appropriate?"

Ye Qingxuan stuffed the umbrella into his hand: "Junior Sister Zhang said that she doesn't want to have anything to do with you, but this umbrella has been touched by you, and it would be a pity to lose it like this. You might as well just let you take it away." .”

"Huh." Wu Qiong breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a sneer: "So that's the case, that's good, that's good."

"That's right." Ye Qingxuan said: "She also said that candied haws are delicious, and if there is a chance, she will treat you to eat."

Rebooting with a painful expression: "What is the situation? When did they hook up? Could it be that Brother Wu is really peerless in temperament and appearance?"

When rebooting, I feel that my three views will be destroyed.

Li Jianshi: "."

Su Mubai: "."

The two of them now only have one sentence in their minds to say, "Mom sells criticism".

Do everything you can to prevent it, but you still can't prevent it!
Wu Qiong was slightly taken aback, and turned his head to look in the direction of the Taiqing faction.

On the cloud-shrouded mountain path of the Taiqing sect, there is a vaguely lazy figure in a water-blue Taoist robe, walking slowly up the mountain.

As if sensing it, she raised her hand and waved it weakly, as if she was saying goodbye, but also as if she was looking forward to the next meeting.

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