Hong Kong comprehensive, catching tricks and becoming a fairy starts from the tricky house

In a blink of an eye.

Three days passed in a flash.

On this day, it was also an important day for Master Ren to start moving the coffin.

This morning, inside Yizhuang.

Zhou Changqing, who was drinking soy milk and eating fried dough sticks, sat lazily in the thatched pavilion. He looked at Wencai and Qiu Sheng coming in and out, and nodded with satisfaction.

To be honest, Wencai and Qiu Sheng were still two obedient disciples unless they cheated their master.

It's a pity that once we encounter any dangerous situation, Wencai and Qiu Sheng will really be unable to be reused. It's also hard for a golden man like Uncle Jiu to lead two deceitful bronze disciples. Let's go to conquer demons together.

"Qiu Sheng, are you moving things again?"

"The last time I made a bet, you still owe me two meals of roast chicken. When are you going to treat me?"

"Are you saying that you, Qiusheng, plan to default on your debt?"

Suddenly, a joking voice came from the pavilion.

aside.

Qiu Sheng, who was busy moving things, looked at Zhou Changqing, who was sitting in the thatched pavilion, teasing him with a smile on his face. He rolled his eyes and deliberately twisted his right foot while carrying the sack. , threw the [-]-pound sack with both hands in the direction of Zhou Changqing.

"This time, you are still embarrassed."

When throwing out the sack, Qiu Sheng said with pride in his heart.

However, Qiu Sheng had a wealth of experience in treating people. Therefore, just when the sack was about to hit Zhou Changqing, he hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Zhou, be careful."

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Inside this pavilion.

Zhou Changqing, who was eating fried dough sticks, looked at the sack thrown towards him in the air. He seemed not to notice it and was still eating his breakfast with a self-conscious expression.

however.

Just when the sack was about to hit Zhou Changqing, the space was distorted in mid-air, and the void was like a big mouth, swallowing up the sack at once.

Near Qiu Sheng, the void shook, and then, a sack that was thrown away appeared out of thin air and hit his body hard.

"thump."

Immediately, Qiu Sheng, who was standing there, was knocked to the ground by the sack, and he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

Turning his head, Qiu Sheng looked around angrily. As a result, he was surprised to find that the sack that hit him was actually the sack he had originally planned to use to tease Zhou Changqing. However, this sack flew away. Instead of hitting Zhou Changqing, the sack hit himself.

"It's strange. I had already thrown it at Mr. Zhou. Why did this sack suddenly hit me?"

"It's really a hell!"

Suddenly, Qiu Sheng seemed to have thought of something. He raised his head and looked at Zhou Changqing angrily.

Qiu Sheng has been with Uncle Jiu for such a long time, so he naturally knows a lot about the gods and ghosts. At the same time, he has also learned several spells.

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Yizhuang, inside the door of a certain room.

"Oh, Qiusheng!"

"I've told you before, Mr. Zhou is a man among the gods, and he knows how to control a sword, so don't ask for trouble."

At this time, Wencai walked out of the room, carrying the sack with both hands, and spoke to Qiu Sheng with a serious look on his face.

As a witness who has witnessed Zhou Changqing's miraculous methods, Wen Cai has long regarded Zhou Changqing as his idol.

At the same time, he also told Qiu Sheng about this matter, but now it seems that Qiu Sheng either didn't listen or thought Wen Cai was exaggerating.

"I want you to manage."

Qiu Sheng said angrily, and then he hurriedly got up from the ground. He first patted the stains on his body with both hands, then took the sack that fell on the ground and walked out of Yizhuang quickly with his head lowered. .

Tread.

Looking at the two careless disciples in front of him, Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly. Looking at Zhou Changqing who was sitting in the pavilion eating breakfast, he walked forward quickly, as if he was planning to say something.

"I'm sorry, Brother Zhou. It's all my fault for teaching such a reckless apprentice like Qiu Sheng."

Beside the pavilion, Uncle Jiu clasped his hands in fists and said to Zhou Changqing with an apologetic expression: "I also saw the scene just now. I will definitely teach Qiu Sheng a lesson myself in the evening."

At this time, he was afraid that Zhou Changqing, the banished immortal, would hold grudge against Qiu Sheng.

"It's okay."

"Interesting things like this are just a way to pass the time."

"Besides, I'm also happy to see Qiusheng embarrassed."

Hearing this, Zhou Changqing smiled slightly and said with disapproval, these words were indeed his true words.

Fortunately, the unlucky guy Qiu Sheng came to his door these days, so Zhou Changqing could kill time.

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By the gazebo.

"Hey, you were just killing time. I feel sorry for Qiu Sheng, but you are going to be tricked by your old man."

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but shake his head and said with a bitter look on his face. Of course, his voice was very low, at most it was as loud as the sound of a mosquito.

However, Uncle Jiu didn't know what kind of terrifying figure Zhou Changqing was sitting next to him.

Even though it was as loud as a mosquito, it still reached Zhou Changqing's ears word for word.

Seeing this, Zhou Changqing glanced at Uncle Jiu in surprise. He never expected that Uncle Jiu would vaguely guess his identity.

That sentence "You old man"... Zhou Changqing heard it clearly.

It is conceivable that Uncle Jiu would call Zhou Changqing "old man", definitely because the other party knew something, or in other words, the other party guessed something.

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The fact was just as Zhou Changqing expected.

These days, in addition to preparing for Master Ren to move the coffin, Uncle Jiu's most important thing is to communicate with the soul of the founder of Maoshan.

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"Reporting to the Patriarch, my disciple Maoshan Lin Fengjiao was walking in Renjia Town when he unexpectedly met an expert who was proficient in Maoshan magic and claimed to be a senior master who had a close relationship with Maoshan. I dare to ask the Patriarch, who is this person? "

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"Oh? There is such a thing? Lin Fengjiao, please quickly recall this moment in your mind and let me see it in a dream..."

"Is this Maoshan's secret art "Breaking the Fate"?"

"Is this the sword-controlling technique of Shushan?"

"The aura is as bright as a living creature. This sword is actually a magic weapon?"

"Oh my god! When did such a great supernatural power appear in our Maoshan?"

"Let me figure it out..."

"Huh? I can't predict this senior. In this world, there are only existences in this world that can make an [Emerging Heavenly Man] unable to predict. Apart from [Emerging Heavenly Beings] of the same realm, there are only those who are higher than [Eternal Transformation Heavenly Man]. A powerful immortal who is above heaven and man!"

"It's just that even if he is a powerful celestial being, once he has a connection with me, Maoshan, I can make predictions. How could this be the case?"......

"Is it possible to report to the Patriarch? This person is not my senior expert from Maoshan who travels to the outside world?"

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"We are the only senior masters from Maoshan who have long been left. The other masters from Maoshan who travel to the outside world are mostly in their seventies or eighties. How can there be such a young master from Maoshan?"

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"Master Qi, then, this person said that he has a romantic relationship with me, Maoshan? Isn't it..."

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"No! Once your cultivation has reached the level of that senior, you won't lie easily. If what this senior said is true, then it is very likely that he is my senior from Maoshan who ascended to the immortal world, and he has a certain relationship with this person. There are some relationships... even, this person is very likely to be a reincarnated immortal."

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"Senior Patriarch, this disciple remembered something, which may be related to this person."

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"Oh? What's the matter? Tell me quickly!"

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"This man went to Renjia Town to find friends, and his two friends are named Cao Guojiu and Han Xiangzi!"

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"What? Cao Guojiu and Han Xiangzi, one of the Eight Immortals of Shangdong?"

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"Exactly these two names, Master Patriarch."

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"If this is really the case, I'm afraid that this person is definitely not an ordinary practitioner, but an immortal!"

"Lin Fengjiao, no matter what, since this banished immortal said that he has a close relationship with me, Maoshan, then in the future, when you see this banished immortal, you will call yourself a junior."

"This world is about to enter the Age of Ending Dharma. Not to mention the powerful celestial beings who have ascended to the spiritual world, even this [Taoist Immortal] who has perfected his qi training is only five fingers. Lin Fengjiao, if you can take this opportunity If you get along with this banished immortal, then, in the future, you may be able to step into the realm of [Taoist Immortal]..."

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"Master Patriarch, Lin Fengjiao was born as a disciple of Maoshan, and died as a ghost of Maoshan..."

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"Nonsense, Lin Fengjiao, Grandmaster is not doubting you, but is really giving you some advice..."

"There are only two Taoist immortals left in Maoshan."

"Apart from your senior brother Shi Jian, the only one left is your infatuated senior sister. If you can also reach the realm of [Taoist Immortal], then I can die in peace when my soul returns to the underworld in the future. ."

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"Master Patriarch, don't you still have another sixty years to live? I remember the lifespan of this [Echoed Heavenly Man], but it is a full 360 years!"

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"Nonsense, are you expecting me to die? Can't you just let me sensationalize you?"

"Lin Fengjiao, you are my most talented Maoshan disciple in Maoshan. Remember, you must seize this opportunity."

"Well, since this senior refuses to say it openly, then Lin Fengjiao, you should keep quiet and just be respectful to this banished immortal."

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For a moment, Uncle Jiu's mind could not help but flash back to the conversation he had with the Maoshan Patriarch a day ago.

Become a heavenly man!

This is the senior master with the highest level of cultivation in this world.

Apart from this, there are only the heads of various sects, and their cultivation has reached the realm of [Taoist Secular Immortal].

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[Taoist vulgar fairy]!
Common fairy, common fairy, common fairy.

This title refers to this kind of existence. They are already equivalent to immortals in the mortal world. Ordinary worldly weapons, ordinary demons and ghosts are unable to pose any threat to this kind of terrifying existence. .

The term vulgar immortal refers to this kind of terrifying existence, they are no longer in any danger in the secular world.

More importantly, it is because after reaching the realm of [Taoist vulgar immortal], these practitioners can rejuvenate their youth, look immortal, and survive for 200 years alone.

It can be said that in this world, as long as any practitioner can activate this celestial phenomenon and condense this Taoist realm with just one thought, then the practitioner's cultivation has reached the level of [Taoist Secular Immortal].

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"I don't know, what is the origin of Brother Zhou?"

While thinking, Uncle Jiu looked at Zhou Changqing with eyes full of doubts and confusion.

Looking at such a young age, how could he be the so-called banished immortal?

However, Uncle Jiu knew very clearly in his heart that the founder of his Maoshan sect was a strong man who had ascended to the realm of heaven and human beings. It was impossible for him to make mistakes in his predictions...

However, this point is what makes Uncle Jiu feel most unbelievable.

Just when Uncle Jiu was thinking...

"someone is coming."

In the pavilion, Zhou Changqing, who was drinking soy milk, raised his eyes from the corner of his eye. He suddenly raised his head and looked outside Yizhuang with an inexplicable expression: "There is a lot of evil energy. Even if the person who comes here is not an evil heretic, he is also an evil monk. Fengjiao, have you offended someone?"

"Ah? Senior Zhou, I have always been kind, how could I offend others?"

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu was stunned for a moment and responded instinctively.

Then, Uncle Jiu seemed to have thought of something. He raised his head, looked at Zhou Changqing with a resentful expression, and said helplessly: "Senior Zhou, you can call me Ah Jiu, Ah Feng, or whatever. Can't you stop calling my name?"

Lin Fengjiao, this name has caused Uncle Jiu a lifetime of pain, and he is most afraid of others calling him this name.

If the name of such a girl spreads, then his uncle Ninth will no longer have to hang out in Renjia Town in this life.

Inside the gazebo.

"Hehehe."

"Fengjiao...ahem, Ah Jiu!"

"You know, as long as I am willing, you don't have any secrets in front of me."

"So, you might as well think carefully about whether you have offended any evil heretics."

Zhou Changqing glanced at Uncle Jiu with a meaningful expression, and recalling the scene that his immortal soul power observed, he couldn't help but persuade Uncle Jiu mysteriously.

"Senior Zhou, if this is the case, just tell me directly."

After thinking for a while, Uncle Jiu couldn't think of anything and asked Zhou Changqing helplessly.

"Haha, it's boring if you tell the truth."

In response, Zhou Changqing retorted with a mysterious face. After all, he was looking forward to seeing the next scene.