Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

Chapter 1 Master and Disciple
"Master, are we going out?"

On an unusually steep cliff, there is a gloomy old castle. A slightly immature male voice comes out of it, full of innocence and doubts, which seems out of place with this dark castle.

"The current world does not allow longevity, but it is human-made. The restriction of staying in the residence of the great mage in Huaguo was touched by someone. He is a guy with good strength. Let's go and meet him."

In the old castle, an old man with full head of white hair, wearing a purple-black wizard robe, holding a dead wood staff, and an inscription representing darkness on his forehead, spoke to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in a rare and gentle tone.

The boy hesitated a little, he said weakly: "But, Master Daolong, I don't know anything yet, why did you take me there?"

"Luo Qing." Dao Long's wrinkled face gradually lost its gentleness, and he looked at the young man indifferently as if he was examining something.

This is the boy Daolong discovered five years ago. At that time, he took a fancy to Luo Qing's physique at a glance. With no hope of immortality, he rarely wanted to accept an heir.

But, it's been five full years, this guy hasn't even learned the lighting technique, and now he can't even be considered a magic apprentice.

As the disciple of the strongest wizard in Blue Star, if it wasn't for the unknown physique that attracted him back then, he would have cleaned up the door long ago, okay?Not to mention letting him follow to see the world now, he is still so timid.

Luo Qing shrank her neck, seeing Daolong's expressionless face, Luo Qing silently raised her little hand: "But, Master, I have a better suggestion."

Daolong remained expressionless, looked at Luo Qing's timid smiling face, heheed, and just looked at him like that, as if to say: Pretend, you continue to pretend.

It's been five years, Daolong can see what this guy wants to do by lifting his ass, pretending to be pitiful?Ten years old and 15 years old still want to continue?I'm afraid it's not looking for a draw.

Looking at her master who is becoming more and more difficult to fool, Luo Qing has no choice but to put away her expression, it seems that she will have to rethink a routine in the future.

He turned around resolutely, and quickly ran into a compartment of the castle, where he made the sound of rummaging through things.

Within 2 minutes, just as Daolong was getting more and more impatient and was about to use magic to catch this kid, the sound of running quickly approached.

Luo Qing was panting while hugging a book that was one meter high. After throwing the book on the ground with a bump, she propped up her knee with one hand, and pointed to the cover with the other hand, speechless.

Daolong frowned, and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "It's been five years, and Master Luo hasn't learned magic like kung fu. It seems that I should seriously consider expelling you from the school."

Luo Qing didn't care about Daolong's poisonous tongue. After all, his master was the strongest dark wizard, and he always beat others to death directly. Don't even think about seeing Daolong's face.

Panting, Luo Qing stroked his breath, and then with some effort turned the book to one side and folded a corner of the page.

Seeing Daolong staring at the folded corner with a gloomy face, Luo Qing couldn't help shrinking his neck, and stroked the folded corner without a trace, and he smirked in a flattering way: "Hey, Master, I'm not afraid of forgetting ? Come, come, look here, this is it."

Daolong couldn't help but cast a glance at the kid, not knowing what kind of medicine this kid was selling in his gourd, but he couldn't help but move his head towards it curiously.

Luo Qing deliberately whispered flattering words in his ears, which made Daolong's eyes soften a little.

"Master, it is recorded here that there were thousands of demon wizards. They all lived forever and had great power. Among them, eight natural demons are immortal, representing the cornerstone of the world."

Listening to these common senses, Daolong couldn't help but interrupted: "Stop talking nonsense, I found these, can I not know?"

Luo Qing choked, but he didn't dare to disrespect his master, and continued to describe with some complaints:

"The rest of the demonic wizards have all died under the God War that was recorded at the beginning, and some were imprisoned in hell with the eight source demons. According to the world background you described, Master, the road to eternal life is where these eight undead gods are imprisoned. Then it slowly closed, and finally came to this Dharma-ending era.”

Seeing that Daolong's expression became more and more impatient, Luo Qing became calm instead: "Teacher, the world needs balance. The departure of gods and the disappearance of demons make this world keep falling. If I mean If we get the power of gods or demons, can we live forever?"

Daolong didn't even think about it, and resolutely cursed: "Are you talking nonsense? Yuan Shenmo means immortality, but they are gods and demons. Your teacher is just a person who is dying of old age, and you are even more A little trash who is not even an apprentice, what can I use to take away his divine power?"

As he said that, Daolong couldn't bear it any longer, grabbed Luo Qing's ear, and shouted: "I'm talking about you, after five years of study, I can already become a teacher, but you can't even let go of the lighting technique!" Come out, still here whimsical? Do you really think I will not expel you from the teacher? Huh?"

The more he talked about Daolong, the more angry he became. Hearing the painful cries of his useless apprentice, he glanced around, trying to find a handy weapon to give him a complete childhood.

"It hurts, it hurts..." Luo Qing's eyes wandered, and when he saw Daolong's gaze, he felt bad, and immediately said in a very fast tone:

"Teacher, I discovered a piece of history. Once the fire demon, the source of the demon, once escaped and ruled the world for thousands of years, and was subsequently sealed by a saint named Lopez."

"Then the power of the Holy Lord was divided into twelve parts by him, each representing the power of the twelve zodiac signs, and these powers are scattered all over the world, and no one cares about them!"

At the moment when this series of words was uttered, Daolong snapped the hand holding Luo Qing's ear, and his eyes looking for the stick also froze.

For a while, there was only a steaming cauldron in the purple-blue main hall, and only a little sound came out, which meant that the picture had not been pressed to pause.

After a long time, Daolong's tone was slightly astringent: "What you said is true?"

"That master, can you let go first, my ears are about to fall off." Luo Qing's weak voice sounded, and there were countless grievances in it, and he was almost whipped. Is it easy for him?

Daolong subconsciously let go of his hand, and looked at his disciple with a smile, oops, I didn't realize it before, why did this kid suddenly become so pleasing to the eye?There are actually some handsome.

"Xiaoqing, come on, tell Master, how did you know this, and what is the power of the twelve zodiac signs? Oh, yes, sit first, sit first."

The fire in Daolong's eyes is undisguised. Yuan Demon is the most essential demon, and also the original demon. Just a little power is enough to make a person soar, and even turn into a demon, living the same life as the world.

It's not that he hadn't thought about this kind of power, but he didn't take action because it was too far away. Once he knew it, his heart that was desperate for the world beat instantly, and he kept urging him to act quickly.

Luo Qing bared her teeth and rubbed her red ears. Really, no kidding, my master was really ruthless in his attacks, and I guess they were all injured.

Daolong was still smiling, with a flash of black air in his hand, a cloud of purple smoke enveloped Luo Qing's ears, those minor injuries were healed instantly, and a set of seats appeared behind the two of them, looking friendly.

"Ahem, then let me tell you, how about we not go to Mount Tai?" Luo Qing felt the coolness in his ears, put down his hands, sat behind him and raised his legs, ready to bargain.

Daolong: Give you a little sunshine and you will be brilliant?
A # character appeared on his forehead, but he still kept smiling, and said with a bit of gritted teeth: "Say it. Or don't you say it?"

Luo Qing: Damn it, you turned your back on me without telling the secret?Do you want to nod your face?
Although complaining, Luo Qing subconsciously sat up straight and put her feet down, looking cute.

"I said, I raised my mouth at the end of the page I turned to in this book, and then the fifth row of the Library Pavilion is the third, the eighth, and the first one in the eighth row, you can see for yourself , I shut up." Luo Qing finished speaking very quickly, and then looked at the ground without squinting.

Daolong smiled with satisfaction, this brat is very good at this point, he is very knowledgeable about current affairs, not bad, not bad.

He didn't talk nonsense, waved his hand casually, and said the spell: "Gan! Wen! Cui! Go get those books!"

After a puff of smoke, three figures with no whites in their eyes, brown skin and dark inscriptions all over their bodies appeared, and after a slight salute, they directly entered the library pavilion of more than [-] square meters.

Luo Qing looked envious for a while. He was very moved by this kind of magic that endows darkness with power. It's a pity that if you can't learn it, you can't learn it. This thing depends on talent, and you can't help it if you don't have it.

Slightly squinting at Daolong squatting on the ground to quickly read the text, Luo Qing's thoughts gradually drifted away. The world of Jackie Chan's Adventures, I really yearn for it. Originally, I wanted to learn magic with Daolong. of.

However, no matter how hard he studied, he couldn't describe the magic lines well, so he could only be anxious. After thinking about it later, if Daolon could look at himself who had just crossed here, there must be something that attracted Daolong, the most likely one is his physique.

And his physique of panting for breath when moving something may also be special, so he flipped through the books frantically trying to discover the particularity of his physique.

But, for five full years, Ma De is still a weak chicken, not good at kung fu, not good at magic, except for reading a bunch of magic books, which can be called the encyclopedia of the magic world, it has no fart effect.

I'm really desperate, why don't I tell my cheap master about the Twelve Talismans?

Otherwise, for a dead otaku like his master, he may have to take turns to fight with the eight demons and stir up wind and rain in the world before he can discover this kind of power.

Although we can't grab it, but we have a master, when the time comes, we will take off in a few moments, right?I am his dearest disciple.

Thinking of Luo Qing's involuntary smile, seeing the master's gradually excited expression, and seeing the three dark warriors holding three books in front of him, Luo Qing's eyes also showed a little more hesitation. Did you say it because you wanted a spell?
"Hahahahahahaha God help me too!"

The sudden laughter interrupted the hesitation in Luo Qing's eyes, and also shocked him. The mouth that was used to being presumptuous with his master all the year round subconsciously said: "Why are you laughing so loudly? Scared me."

"Gah~"

Daolong's laughter was choked instantly, and the smile on his face also froze. He gradually became expressionless, and a # gradually appeared on his forehead: "Luo Qing. Who are you with?"

"Ahem, Master, you misheard." Luo Qing's forehead was covered with sweat, and he patched tremblingly: "I'm talking about what Lao Tzu, an ancient Chinese man, said, which means, it's good to smile."

As he spoke, Luo Qing's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally got up and ran with skillful legs, shouting: "Master, I was wrong, there will be no next time."

Daolong didn't use magic, nor did he ask the dark warrior to help. Like countless times in the past five years, a dead wood staff appeared in his hand, chasing directly behind Luo Qing's buttocks, and the roar resounded through the castle, scaring away a group of bats.

"Luo Qing, you bastard, stop for me."

(End of this chapter)