My brother is obviously strong but he likes to develop

Chapter 75 How lonely the road of practice is, only good wine can accompany the Taoist heart.

Daoist Lingxu and Wang Changshou returned to Yutuo Peak.

Outside the low peak.

Daoist Lingxu asked the big apprentice: "Apprentice, you said we are asking your junior brother for wine now, will he give it or not?"

Wang Changshou shook his head, then nodded again, whether to give it or not, it's not my wine, how do I know?
this is a problem.

"Master, please wait, I will analyze the character of the analyst brother!"

Wang Changshou opened his mouth, and then, covering his chin with one hand, he meditated.

After a long time, he said: "I think, if it's Master you want to drink, he will definitely give it to you. If it's Daoist, he will give you more!"

Ok?
Daoist Lingxu was taken aback for a moment, looked at his beloved disciple strangely, and said, "Disciple, what do you mean? My master is not as good as an outsider?"

"No, master, this disciple doesn't mean that, it's just that junior brother... likes to kill familiar people!"

Wang Changshou nodded.

"Killed? Hmph, I still don't believe it, why don't we take a gamble?"

Daoist Lingxu was a little angry. Although he had never educated the second apprentice, no matter what, this disciple grew up under his protection... so beautiful!

If he was in another mountain peak and met some fellow students with weird tastes, how would Chen Changan have such a happy life?
Such a beautiful man, in all likelihood, some places will be worn out!

"What are you betting on, master?"

Wang Changshou tilted his head and asked.

He couldn't figure it out, it was obviously a game that must be lost, so why couldn't Master figure it out and insist on competing?

"The loser washes the feet of the winner for 100 years!"

Daoist Lingxu let out a sigh of relief.

Immediately, Wang Changshou jumped up and said timidly: "Master, you don't know...really, you want to wash...disciple...foot!"

"You can't, you can't, you are the master, the disciples can't bear it!"

"Who said that, I want you to wash it for Master, and honor my kindness in nurturing you!!"

"But Master... your feet..."

Wang Changshou was a little hesitant, whether to tell Master the fact that his old man's feet really stink.

"What happened to my feet?"

Daoist Lingxu asked doubtfully.

Looking at the master who didn't know himself, Wang Changshou felt very sad. Perhaps in the past few hundred years, the master has forgotten the fact that his feet smell!
In order to resist the master's unique smell, he remembered the crazy years when he practiced desperately and was about to use the isolation barrier.

Forget it, let's not talk about it, although Master's feet are smelly, but he also urged himself to practice hard, which is also a good thing.

"Master, your feet contain the aura of Dao. The reason why this disciple has achieved today is because I washed your feet every day when I was a child!"

In the end, Wang Changshou smiled.

"Oh? Really? Master, I am stepping on the road? Why don't I know!"

Daoist Lingxu glanced at his beloved disciple suspiciously, and waved lightly to change, a small tornado rolled up on the ground, and then...

Wang Changshou took three steps back a little later, the nostrils, and on the eye mask, a little film of light loomed...

"I don't feel anything?"

Daoist Lingxu looked puzzled.

Wang Changshou said in a muffled voice: "Master, let's ask the younger brother for a bar!"

What else can I say, some people don't even know they have athlete's foot, what can they do?

At this time, Zhixi, who had been waiting for a long time, also came back, looking a little gloomy.

"Apprentice, where have you been? The situation in the sect is very complicated now, so don't run around!"

Daoist Lingxu said with a face of teaching and educating people.

Zhixi said, "Master and senior brother, hello!"

Then, she lowered her head and walked into Chen Changan's wine storage room in a muffled voice.

"go!"

Daoist Lingxu gave Wang Changshou a look and motioned for Wang Changshou to follow.

In the wine room.

Chen Changan is counting the quantity.

For everything outside, he already knew that everything in this short peak cannot escape his monitoring, there are sound transmission arrays everywhere, real-time monitoring, just in case...

Zhixi enters the door.

When he saw Chen Chang'an, he was very happy and said, "Senior brother, I'm here!"

"Ok!"

Chen Changan picked up four gourds to drunk the Eight Immortals, gave one gourd directly to Zhixi, and handed the other three gourds to Master, saying:

"Master, these three gourds are drunk with the Eight Immortals, one gourd is for Daoist, and the other two gourds are for you!"

"Oh! Thank you apprentice!"

Immediately, Daoist Lingxu grinned widely, mouth closed from ear to ear, glanced at the big apprentice beside him, and said with a smile: "Apprentice, 100 years, 100 years, hehe!"

Wang Changshou was dumbfounded.

Staring blankly at Chen Chang'an, then turning back to look at Master, he said in a muffled voice, "Master, this disciple didn't agree to bet just now!"

"Whether you agree or not is your business, and whether it counts is my business, Master."

"Why, now that you have become more capable, have you forgotten your roots?"

"My feet are here, wash or not, you can decide for yourself! Huh?!"

Daoist Lingxu raised his beard, raised his head, walked out of the wine room with a figure of eight stride.

The big apprentice washed his feet for 100 years.

The second apprentice gave himself two jugs of old wine.

They are very filial!
Zhixi took the wine gourd, opened the cork, took a mouthful, and said while walking, "Oh, who am I, where am I, I am..."

While talking, he went out the door...

In the room, Wang Changshou looked at Chen Chang'an with deep eyes and said, "Junior brother, don't you like to kill familiar people? How generous are you today?"

"Er...brother, where did you see it?"

Chen Changjian didn't know anything and looked confused.

"It's been decades, Junior Brother. Although we haven't had much contact with each other, I'm sure of this!"

Wang Changshou confirmed.

"Oh ho ho ho ho ~ big brother, you said that you are familiar with this matter!"

Chen Changan waved his hands in embarrassment and said, "Actually... I am very familiar with Daoist..."

"really?"

Wang Changshou asked.

"It's absolutely true. If you don't believe me, ask. If Mr. Dao dares to say he doesn't know me...his conscience will definitely be tortured!"

Chen Changan confirmed.

Wang Changshou pondered for a while, recalling what just happened in the Nine Suns Hall.

Dao Lao strongly advocated the reform of the sect, and this reform was conveyed by the younger brother through the mouth of the master and himself!
In an instant he understood.

尻！
It was so!
"Junior Brother, although Dao Lao went to Jiuyang Peak,...the result still hasn't changed!"

Wang Changshou felt that it was necessary to tell Chen Chang'an this fact, after all, his junior brother cheated him of 100 years of "hearing the truth" facts.

I'm not happy, you can't be happy either!
Since everyone is upset.

That's even!
"It's okay, it's okay, junior brother is just a small role, senior brother, I'm already very proud that you can attach so much importance to this suggestion of junior fellow apprentice!"

"Come on, senior brother, senior senior brother, this is for you, it's a small thing, it's not a respect!"

Chen Changan smiled, picked up a gourd to drunk the Eight Immortals again, and handed it to Wang Changshou: "Senior Brother has given Junior Brother many good things these years, and I have never had time to thank Senior Brother! You must accept it, you must accept it!"

"Brother, brother, on weekdays, he doesn't drink, and he doesn't know how to drink!"

Wang Changshou waved his hand, as if refusing.

Chen Changan showed a pensive look, and said:

"Senior brother, think about it, when you are away from home, the moment when the Tianjiao confronts and defeats the opponent, drinking alone, saying, 'Hey, the road of cultivation is so lonely, and only good wine can accompany the Taoist heart', then... how exciting it would be, What a style!"

"Think about it, aren't you beautiful?"

Wang Changshou looked up, thought deeply, nodded slightly, grinned, and said, "Junior Brother, this picture is okay, but the wine... Senior Brother will accept it first! Thank you Junior Brother!"

Then, he strode away, feeling happy.

"Senior brother, if you can't drink enough, just take a sip, just take a sip, and act like you understand me?"

Chen Changan ran out of the wine room and said loudly.

In the sky, Wang Changshou waved his hands and said, "Don't worry, brother, I understand!"

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(End of this chapter)