School flower's personal dragon

"What's the matter, master," Yang Dagen couldn't help asking when he saw Gong Yangyu's face change drastically.

Gong Yangyu held the Huanglong jade pendant and said calmly: "This jade pendant, it may not be a magic weapon,"

What, Yang Dagen was stunned, and asked: "It's not a magic weapon, what is it?" Yang Dagen imagined that the jade pendant could be something else.

"As for what it is, even the teacher doesn't know very well. There are at least a dozen layers of true essence restrictions inside. When I broke through to the second layer, I was blocked by a huge force and couldn't advance an inch. It seems to be from ancient times. It is the handwriting of a certain cultivator in the world," Gong Yangyu sighed, his eyes gradually filled with hope.

Then, he turned his head to look at Yang Dagen, "You said it was given to you by the gravekeeper of the Su Family Cemetery,"

"That's right, Zijin said that the old man came here when he was his grandfather, and he seems to have no relatives, and has been living in a small house outside the cemetery," Yang Dagen responded, but he was frightened by the cultivator that the master said .

As a cultivator, this is what he learned from Wu Guang, a descendant of Shu Mountain in Miao Village, that only a cultivator at the ninth level of true energy can become a cultivator if he can open up his spiritual veins. Earth is omnipotent.

"If it's according to what the master said, this Huanglong jade pendant is really amazing. Unfortunately, my cultivation base is too weak. Let alone breaking through the restriction of true energy inside like the master, it is difficult to even enter it for a few more seconds."

Yang Dagen whispered to himself, happy and depressed.

Hearing the information about the tomb keeper from his apprentice, Gong Yangyu suddenly fell silent, as if he was thinking about something carefully.

"Master, tell me, could the tomb guard be a cultivator?" Yang Dagen couldn't help asking when the master suddenly stopped talking.

Gong Yangyu shook his head resolutely and said: "No, if he is a cultivator, it is impossible for him to stay in the secular world for so long. It is said that a cultivator needs a steady stream of spiritual support, which is much stronger than the Qi of heaven and earth that we true-level monks need. tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of times,"

"what,"

Yang Dagen stuck out his tongue, I'll fuck it, a cultivator is really perverted.

Immediately afterwards, I heard Gongyang Yu say, "But as a teacher, I can be sure that he is definitely a superpower who is much better than me. It may be the eighth level of true energy, or it may be the ninth level of true energy. The reason why he stayed in the Su family cemetery For decades, maybe there is some secret hidden there,"

"Based on Master's tone, he should be at least at the peak of the seventh or eighth level of true qi," Yang Dagen was secretly surprised.

Regarding his own cultivation, his master Gong Yangyu would never tell him, and it would be useless to ask him. Just now, Gong Yangyu showed a little bit of a tone and let Yang Dagen catch him.

"Dagen, the tomb guard gave you the Huanglong Jade Pendant. He must have planned something. You must be careful, but this is a great opportunity. You should grasp it, and you may be able to get a greater promotion."

Gong Yangyu exhorted, with a deep smile in his eyes that Yang Dagen couldn't see through, and then said: "Go over and have a cup of tea, and by the way, talk to your two teachers and wives. They have been worrying about you all these days when you got into trouble." , "

"En," Yang Dagen felt warm, nodded, followed Gong Yangyu to the empty seat at the teahouse and sat down.

"You guys are done chatting," the two mistresses, Yuming and Yujing, said with a smile, and brought over tea. They are now marrying a chicken, following the chicken, marrying a dog, and following the dog to the Spring River, under the influence of the colorful atmosphere of the metropolis , Gradually transforming from a non-human elder to a housewife, only one child is missing.

"Master's wife, little master's wife, when will you and the master make me a junior brother or sister?" Yang Dagen looked at the two beautiful masters and suddenly asked quietly while the master was not there to set the chessboard.

Hearing this, Yu Ming and Yu Jing were startled, and then blushed and glared at Yang Dagen, "It's about adults, what do children ask?"

"I'm not young anymore, Master, please don't treat me like a child," Yang Dagen said depressedly.

"Hehe, in the eyes of Master Mistress, you will always be a child," Master Mistress Yuming said with a smile as she tapped Yang Dagen's head with her hands.

"What did you just say, what children?" Gong Yangyu came out from the inner room, holding a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine in his hand.

"No, it's nothing, we mean that Dagen will marry a wife and have children in a few years," the little teacher Yujing hastily concealed her guilt.

"Well, haha, let Dagen bring them over some other day, and it just so happens that a few of you girls are playing mahjong at a table," Gong Yangyu said with a deep smile. How could it have been hidden from his eyes.

"they,"

The two mistresses were stunned for a moment, and then looked at the two masters and apprentices dumbfounded. They really are masters and apprentices. The master is a lover, and the apprentice is also a lover.

"Ahem~~ Mistress, please drink tea, I will toast you with wine first." Yang Dagen's scalp was numb from seeing them, he quickly picked up the teapot and poured tea for the mistresses, filled himself and the master with wine, and took the lead Drank it down.

"Okay, it's settled, Dagen, you must bring them to play mahjong with the teacher's wife," Yu Jing seemed to be very interested in the mahjong she just learned, and when she heard Dagen's girlfriend playing mahjong with her, she immediately came Spirit.

Yang Dagen naturally nodded repeatedly and agreed, thinking that he could bring them over in batches to have fun, get to know his wife, practice with his wife, and improve faster.

After staying in the master's small teahouse for about two hours, Yang Dagen left. He came to Qingcheng District, a self-owned brand clothing store of "Jingjing Xueer" with a scale of about [-] square meters.

This clothing store is a joint venture between Zhao Xue and Xu Jing. In fact, they rented the store long before they went to the provincial capital for training and assessment.

It's just that their assessment results are very good. As soon as they returned to Chunjiang, they were hired by the Municipal Education Bureau and assigned to work in educational institutions. Since they usually have enough work, they found someone to design the style of clothing they wanted. , and registered and named, and officially operated in the rented store, and is still in the loss-making stage of making ends meet.

When Yang Dagen went to "Jingjing Xueer", Zhao Xue and Xu Jing shook hands with the shopkeepers and were talking to the four recruited employees. After all, it was a women's clothing store, and all the recruits were young girls.

"Brother Baoya, this is a clothing store that just opened not long ago. It has come to collect protection fees several times, but the owner is not here,"

Just when Yang Dagen was about to walk in, a middle-aged man in his 40s surrounded by a few young yellow-haired gangsters swaggered in from behind him.

"Collect protection fees," Yang Dagen pinched his nose and stared at those people with a smile. He didn't know which faction he belonged to, and then he quietly walked in behind them, pulling up his windbreaker to cover half of his face. ,